After hours on a long bus ride, to stand up was both painful and relaxed. Nobody quite knew where they were as there was nothing in sight except the outlook of the stop sight. Geus rested along the metal rail and looked out into skyline. His foot was near restless, the ankle monitor on it made him feel unbalanced. Nobody knew about it as his pant leg covered the black device.
"Is it Kendo?" Aoyama asked, his body traveled at light speed from the edge of the rail and over to Geus. The smug look on his face was the same as when he thought it was Jiro.
Geus didn't give him the attention he wanted. He kept his attention into the line of trees. A yawn filled his mouth as he rubbed his hairless eyebrow. "No."
"I saw the way you two looked at each other at the buses." He zoomed up to Geus's face. "A spark." He whispered.
He turned his eye's without the movement of his head. "Is this going to be my entire weekend?"
"We'll see." He giggled. His body moved away from the grumpy mess called Geus. "We'll see."
He leaned forward on the wooden fence. His right hand tightened a grip around the top beam and gripped hard enough to create a crease. While his left pressed down on the side of his head. Along the same pressure, his thumb dragged behind his earlobe. His thoughts have gotten worse over the nights. And the capture of his cousin hasn't helped in the slightest. The memory of what the leader of the League of Villians is capable of haunted his visions even more. Bursts of blood rush pounded against his head, the feeling of a migraine dwelled on him.
"Ever since day one things haven't gotten good for me." He grumbled.
"There's no stopping without reason." Aizawa spoke out to the majority confused crowd of students.
A loud high pitch cheer caused his brain to bleed thicker. Geus turned from the fence in time for the final striking pose and the cheer of, "the Wild Wild Pussycats!" Two women, one blonde with long hair and the other brown with short hair. And a kid.
"These are pro heroes who will be working with us during the camp, the Pussycats."
"They're a four-person hero team who set up a joint agency!" Midoroya matched the energy the pair gave off. The only student to look at them and matched their expression. Every other student was on different levels of confusion.
Fumikage stepped up next to Geus. His body structure appeared to keep the focus on the girls. "You don't look very well. Are you sure you can keep this trip up?"
"I'll be fine." Geus nearly growled. His thumb pressed deeper in the soft spot of the back of the ear. "These loud noises are building on my headache."
"I have your side if anything does arise. I don't believe in your words."
"Fair."
The Pussycats went on to explain the events ahead. To reach base camp at top speed. The dimwits had the start of the idea to run to the bus. It was too obvious, but nobody saw through it. Geus did though. The blue Pussycat went away from her partner.
"Run." Geus hurdled over the fence and down the cliff. Seconds followed and carried over a wave of soft sand a classroom of students.
Three hours, three hours was all he had to reach the other side of this monster-ridden forest. The first monster was in sight. Quickly it was destroyed by the teamwork of a few of them. It made a smile on his face to see the thing obliterated. His filters came clean off without hesitation. Gas erupted from the ports and poured onto the floor.
"I got a headache."
Geus walked up to the next monster. Gas ate away at the feet of the beast and quickly rushed up to engulf it in pure purple smoke. It only took moments for the monster size cries of agony to quit. The gas fell back to the ground and killed the grass and life that strived on the ground.
'These things aren't really real. No way my gas could do that to a real monster. Even with my annoying headache dampening my restraint.' He looked back at the girl's view. Not one of them held the same fearful view as before. It brought a smile to his face to see Momo nor Jiro held their previous fears.
His face swung around and narrowly rolled away from eight inch claws. The return sight of a bird shape purple creature called Dark Shadow had the hand blocked. Attention switched over to Fumikage. The overly cocky nod he gave was just like him. Gave him little doubt his small ailment would set him aside too much.
His quirk reseeded and controlled into a harden gauntlet. Geus was on his feet and launched himself into the air with the use of his other port. He landed on top of the rock skull of the monster. The quirk hardened arm held up and slammed down into a patch of bumps. It broke through easily and slew through whatever the monster was made of.
Geus rushed on forward with his classmates. The name this forest held named true. Couldn't go five feet before another form of those abominations were ready for a fight. The constant rail of monsters delayed their goal for the end. The goal to reach the other end in three hours became impossible.
An orange sky shined down on their battered bodies. Sweat, bruises, scrapes, the marks of fierce battles covered them. Their breath was gone from their lungs, their legs could barely carry themselves up. To see the pros only feet ahead of them was a sight of pure relief. Geus had to struggle twice as hard to keep his breathing under control. To slip out now and fall into a seizure would be the end of this trip. His gas coughed out in small puffed that extinguished out. It felt like the first time he's ever been in a fight that used up his bodily fluids. All his sweat was on his body, his bare chest could fill another one of his classmates. If it wasn't for the knots his sleeves created around his waist, he'd of lost the top of his clothing for good.
The giggle the blue Pussycat gave wept away his exhaustion and boosted his second wind. Geus reached in his pockets and attached the new filters before he got close to any of his friends.
"But honestly, I thought it would take longer. You guy didn't have as hard a time beating my earth beasts as I thought you could. Especially you four!" Like a cat in heat, she jumped after the top of the class and planted kiss after kiss. Her heated intentions suddenly stopped. She jumped after Geus. Her claw etched the side of his peck. "And you, trying to entice me. But you still got three years before you can catch me in that mask."
"I was held back a year. So I am a year older than everyone." Geus looked over to the side. 'I'm getting cocky again, don't need that.'.
Her claw pressed against the bottom of his mask. "Enticing my more my young boy."
"You're a year older than us?!" Ashido shouted.
Kaminari slid up next to Geus and wrapped his arm around his shoulders. "And yet you're still as dumb as us."
"If you paid attention to your classmates you'd learn a bit about them." Shoto said in a low tone.
"We never had one conversation since the initial training day." Geus grumbled.
"Enough." Aizawa broke away any commotion from the several distracted parties. "Get your stuff off the bus. Once you've put your bags in your rooms, we'll have dinner in the cafeteria. After that, you'll bathe and go to sleep."
"Food." Geus looked at the platter of exquisite food laid perfect across the table. His mouth watered at the mere sight of all the possible flavors. Even though he wouldn't be able to eat them, or smell them. It hurt his eyes to watch his friends scarf down everything in sight. To lift up his shirt and inject the syringe felt different. Just to see all this food in front of him, it hurt a little.
"It hurts you doesn't it Jumpus?" Jiro mocked. "To see all of this, and eat none of it."
"That hurts Jiro, that really hurts. Globber down that precious meat." Geus picked up a perfectly grilled steak slice drenched in sauce with a pair of chopsticks. He drifted it over her bowl and dropped it in the pile of rice. "Eat it. Eat it for both of us."
"You're so weird."
Geus's chin dropped to the table. "Do it. Do it for me."
Hours of that food slowly went by. Memories of the past and not enjoying every moment of what he ate came back. Soon he was forced to realize how far apart he had to be. The unorthodox torture he endured continued on. Now it was a sauna. While the split genders were allowed inside the steamy water, he couldn't. Only his feet dipped in the water and the rest of him laid on the smooth rock.
"You really can't enter water?" Midoriya asked.
"I can enter water. I can't get my mask wet or else my filters get clogged and I can choke on my own quirk. Streaming water is the same thing and worse." Geus got up and walked to the door. "Enjoy your spa time."
The day of rest was over and the day of pain replaced it. Years of quirk suppression brought on unimaginable pain. The forest of monsters looked like a stamina waster compared to this.
Pain, pain was all Geus could feel. The muscles in his arms and legs felt like they were about to be permanently torn in two. Whatever mental state he had left was devoted to his lungs. His quirk was slower than normal, to cover his entire body in the harden quirk took almost a solid minute.
"Hit me!" Tiger shouted.
Geus stepped forward with what strength he had left and slammed his fist into the pure muscle chest. The purple armor shattered from his fingers and up his entire arm.
"Another!"
He swung his other arm into the same spot. The same thing happened and with a large crack as well. Geus fell down to his knees, his head pointed up and shouted into the sky. Both of his eyes slammed shut, the flow in his lungs felt different. Like a portion of his lungs collapsed in itself and another part widened. His second wind came to him. The quirk flowed out at rapid speed.
A wall of purple smoke formed in front of him. Soft spots in the wall began to form. A dozen small points emerged from those spots. Geus shouted again, all those spikes launched at once. Tiger had no problem to smash away the spikes before it could even reach him.
His quirk faded away, the remainder of the feeling he had left his body. He fell back and was completely exhausted. The muscles in his left arm tense up and deflated in constant succession. He could feel the seizure about to come. His lungs sucked in and couldn't widen for more oxygen.
"I got him, I got him." Pixie-Bob jumped on top of him, her paws covered each other and compressed his chest. "If you were three years older and didn't have that mask, mouth to mouth resuscitation wouldn't be just that."
Geus coughed and sprung his upper body up. "I'm a" he coughed again. "a year older than everyone else."
"What?!" Ashido screamed. "You're a year older than us?"
"I was locked away for a year. I couldn't" he turned his head and coughed harder. "exactly get into high school."
Pixie-Bob got off the boy and helped him up to his feet. His side felt like it wanted to twist around and crush itself.
Geus returned to the rock wall, one arm kept on the rock as his quirk covered it. The other tightened his grip on the knot feeling on his body. "Ugh. We already said this. Sometimes I feel this is how you try to get back to me for something."
"But you're so much smaller than most of the guys!" Ashido continued to shout.
Jiro covered her mouth, her face turned red and small little noises escaped. "And yet he can fly higher than any of the guys."
"Damn it, Jiro!" His fist pressed forward without any backward movements. Four inches of rock blasted away and covered his knuckles inside. He removed his fist and pulled his quirk away. "Alright, I'm going to intensity training."
"Geus I'm sorry!" Jiro cried out. "It was just a joke!"
"I know." He whispered to himself.
He wasn't offended by the joke, just wanted a quiet place to be alone. The pain that pounded against his skull was at the least now tolerable.
It was hard to breathe, the pure feeling that his lungs wished to suck into itself and become nothing. This time was different than the others. The tremors in his body didn't awaken and threaten his body. His neck started to twitch but didn't lead to that. The air his lungs produced started to dwindle down to nothing. Next, his head bobbed uncontrollably without any signs to stop.
A cold hand pressed against the back of his neck. His body started to stabilize. The signs his body produced to quit no longer showed. Geus's eyes opened up, a fog danced inside the otherwise gray iris. The same color of his eyes surrounded him. Except for what was around him wasn't the same fog as his eyes. It looked like purple smooth rock protected him.
Pain quickly centered his core and up his head. Blood pulsed thickly through the layer between his skull and flesh. The trembles of his body were gone, but his feeling continued. No more air, no more feeling. All of a sudden his lungs opened back up and full of air. Everything his quirk produced turned into nothing. His eyes went back to normal to the near pigmentless self.
His lungs crushed up like an old raisin and let out gas with unspeakable levels of power and speed. Mixtures of both the harden and gas rushed out. Then, nothing. His breath was again normal like nothing has happened. Pain took over his body, his arms felt only the burden of ripped flesh and tensed muscle. Geus couldn't move his arms away from their position. His back fell back for a fast second, a bare of hands opposed the force. Softly he was placed on the ground and had the cold grasp the size of his neck.
"Thank you for the assistance, Shoto." Geus huffed. His mind questioned how much pain he was able to endure. The fight through the forest felt as if the land was spa time.
"It's no problem." Shoto answered. "To enhance our quirks is why we came here."
Geus sat up and felt the ice around his neck. His one true weakness but now also the same thing that could stabilize his quirk. He lifted up one leg and dug his boot into the flat rock. Concentration was all he could do to keep his leg from shaking and then to collapse.
Geus rubbed the back of his ear. The odd pain did return without warning. "If you're ready then we can head back to the camp. I think dinner will be ready."
