Days went by with his class dedicated purely to the ultimate move development. Class 1-A fixed their suits to fit their adapted and upgraded styles and had to also focus on the fixture to it. Geus himself adjusted with the specialized system of his mask and jacket. His internal movements of the quirk and suit became more fluent and precise. One part of his body could be covered completely in gas or excrete it out. His favorite thing to do in private was to replicate the Iron Spider from his comics and create the giant spider arms from his back.

If school wasn't in the process of trying to teach him, he had to dedicate his time to training. Eating, regular classes, general freedom always had him use his quirk in some way. Walking around always had his legs covered in the hardened quirk. The use of utensils, his computer, pencil, anything used by his hands had a few layers of gas wrapped around it. As much as he tried to ignore it, that kid's words really did get to him. Maria tried to play it off, he tried to play it off, but it still stuck inside his brain. It destroyed him inside and it also encouraged him to push himself. No matter what he did he battle through the chronic pain, the migraines, the persistent heartburn, minor things that placed him near the ground.

Half a week straight of training went through filled with strain an pain. Nights became the only part of seldom to relax and struggle through himself. There was only one struggle he had to place on himself. It was against school policy to travel outside the dorms unattended at night. This didn't stop him to escape every night and travel to different school training zones. His power was quiet and essentially noise-proof. Unless someone looked at one of the hundreds or possibly thousands of cameras.

Getting caught never worried him, Aizawa couldn't come up with a punishment strong enough for him. Half of Japan wanted him out of the hero society. And the other half expected him to fail as a villain or a typical civilian.

Plus it was the only way to use the full extent of his abilities. If anyone else was near him, the injuries of lifelong pain he could cause would be unimaginable. Injuries far beyond anything Recovery Girl could do. The scar on his hand is nothing compared to what his power does not. The vortex he creates now is able to be completely filled with the gas. Able to hit one end of the sidewalk to the other.

The rush he felt with every creation. The verge of nearly dying after every powerhouse blast that had the chance to drop into a seizure. In a very messed up way in his messed up mind, it was the easiest way to shut his mind from everything else.

His last dome of gas nearly did that. His body felt wobbly and back step into one of the buildings. Wood splinters exploded into the stairwell and covered his back from the concrete floor. Since he was able to control his lungs properly, collapsing parts of it gave off a different sensation. It wasn't like the sudden cold and blank nothingness.

A pair of black boots and a cloak stepped over his limp body. Geus's head was frozen so only his eyes moved around to scope around his bird friend. It took a lot of energy just to lift up his hand and drop it on his boot.

"It's dangerous to come near my gas you know." Geus gasped. He lifted up his neck and swallowed the air trapped inside.

"Is this what you've been doing for the past several days? All this access training for this?" Tokoyami asked. He squatted just under Geus's face and inspected deeper in his eyes. The original gray color was filled the purple color of his quirk. "The interest you're carrying on this is commendable. But the damage to your body is noticeable. How's that ultimate move coming along?"

Geus's arms regained control and pulled his body up the steps behind him. He slid out from under him and sat up on the smooth stone edges. His eyes faded out the purple till only a sliver of purple remained.

"My first one is practically done. This one." Geus dropped his head back onto one of the steps. "This one just isn't safe around others." Geus pulled off his mask and placed it next to his feet. "Why are you here? How'd you even know I was here?"

"To a teacher looking for a relaxing night you can easily escape it. But to your friends, we all saw it. As a good friend, I and Dark Shadow followed you."

The second personality of Tokoyami escaped from his back and wrapped around his shoulder. Dark Shadow gave his own approval. Fumikage grabbed Geus's arm and pulled him up to his feet. Geus's legs weren't at the same level of his arms. They were wobbly and crumbled under his weight. His friend was able to help him and kept him up.

"Remember the early days, you usually were like this." Geus chuckled. His legs dragged to the movements of Fumikage's. He was one of the few of his friends that saw him and helped him in this weak state. Since the sports festival, his personal life changed. And Kage was one of the few that really stayed with it. "The only difference is that I didn't beat down Dark Shadow."

And on queue Dark Shadow showed himself and flowed around to Geus's other shoulder. "I let you try your weak moves on me." The second personality joked.

"After days of training here, you finally decided to visit me. What's the catch?"

"I'm not the only one that noticed this but we all noticed a change to yourself. When's the last time you saw Beka? Your court-mandated therapy sessions?"

"Sounding like my aunt-mom. It'll happen after all this training. I need to focus before shit goes down."

"I'm seriously asking as your friend, as one of your best friends. Emotionally, what are you feeling?"

Geus clenched down on his chest. He smirked and tapped his head on Fumikage. "Beka must've called you too... Want to know the truth? I don't know. I'm told one thing and feel another. Some ass told me my mind is split in two, but, but sometimes I just think I'm some kid confused. I'm almost seventeen and I killed both my parents, neglected by the rest, I want to help but people but my quirk just melts people and scars them, I mean, there are kids betting whether or not I'll end up killing my class."

"I along with the rest of the class can see the torment inside you. None of are professionals are in for what you seek for help. Don't let that drive you farther from us, Iida almost lost a brother, Midoriya grew up without a father and a quirk, we all have something that torments us. Gives something you'll have to connect with."

"Just let me rest through this. Since you know, pulled me out of this."

"Practice is a valuable thing until it ruins your form and becomes unfixable by even the pros."

"Ugh. I hate you sometimes."

Hours went by and the training course was in full swing. At this time, many of the students of 1-A figured out their Ultimate move and started on another. And because of this, it was a slow day for them. Geus felt this on a personal level. The ear bursting levels of noises, flying rocks, elements and weapons tossed around the whole gym, yet Geus barely kept his eyes open. His moves were weakened from his lesser state, his oxygen low and his quirk in a deficit.

He placed his hand on a human-shaped rock. His bodysuit became covered in gas that hovered around his body. Section by section his gas turned solid and hardened around the surface of his body. He sucked in his breath and tightened the body shell around him. All at once his muscles flexed and peeled open the back of his shell. The two ends exploded away and flung around the rock. Only the shell around his hand and a small stream from his ports remained. He sucked in his breath again and tensed his body again. The constriction expanded out a bit and had the inner shell turn soft in spots. Large spikes went out from one end to the other and all over the place. His lungs relaxed and destroyed the shell from the rock. The top of the rock started to tumble to the ground in chunks.

"You have come far since when you started." Ectoplasm came up behind Geus and loomed over his shoulder. "Glad to see your improvements."

"Thanks."

"As a hero, a move this deadly cannot always be used in normal situations that would call for an Ultimate Move." He warned. It was still a sight to behold with or without the deadliness of it all. In under a week, he went from just able to submerge somebody in gas. To a double phase change that would only take a couple minutes to complete. This only brought fear to his subconscious. The public eye got to him and caused him to worry just a bit about the boy. His looks and style show sides of evils but so do many other heroes. A conflicted look to look further into.

"Don't worry about that." Geus removed his glove and his mask as well. "Geus bowed his head up and enjoyed a fresh breath as he clipped the mask to his belt. "I can lower the spike penetration to only incapacitate. I' just"

"Class 1-A!" Vlad shout caught the attention of his demand. "We have this gym scheduled for the afternoon."

Geus looked down from his structure and down to the entrance of the gym. There stood Class 1-B's homeroom teacher Vlad, Kendo, and Monoma aside him. Geus opened his mouth and sent a giant spike out of it and into the ground. His body hovered in the air and glided down the path. His first step on the ground he unlatched his mask and shoved it back on. He wasn't happy in the slightest. That Monoma kid pissed him off more than anyone else.

His cocky side showed off his body with his arms stretched out. The smile he gave with the elegance of his posture ticked Geus just a bit more. "The provisional license has a 50% fail rate. All of you should just fail!"

"I'm going to beat his ass." Geus grumbled.

Kendo sidestepped away from Vlad's side and rushed to Geus. Her hands widened out and pushed Geus back stronger than he could stomp forward. "Come on. We know how he is, it's best if we don't do anything rash."

Fumikage and Dark Shadow came up behind Geus and assisted in Kendo's attempt to keep him back. "Still, his opinion is reasonable. As long as we face each other in the same exam, it is our fate to crush each other."

"That's why Class A and Class B applied to different locations," Aizawa spoke.

"The hero licensing exam takes place each June and September in three different locations across the country at the same time." Vlad added on. "To avoid all students fighting each other all schools subscribe to the theory of splitting up their students by time or location."

"It's unfortunate that we will not be able to fight each other directly!" Monoma taunted in front of the constrained Geus.

"I'm going to seriously kill him."

"I mean." Monoma's eyes locked with Geus. "You have before, and you could do it again."

Blood vessels inside Geus's eyes popped and filled the sockets with blood. Rage forced him to pounce and take every swing he threw at Monoma. The combined strength of Kendo, Tokoyami, Dark Shadow, and now Kaminari was able to barely hold him back. And it was lucky for him Geus couldn't open up his mask.

"In addition. There are very few first years in the country trying to get their provisional licenses." Aizawa managed to settle down Geus and calm his rage. "Which means. The test will have those who've trained longer than you, with quirks you don't know about they've polished up until now. The actual contents of the exam are unclear, but what is clear is that you all will have a hard time."

"Yes sir!" The two classes shouted. Aizawa and Vlad glared down Geus till his swinging arms remained at his side. "Yes sir." Geus mumbled.

"See, all calm." Kendo grabbed the open zipper of Geus's jacket and straightened it. "I'll take you out for a coffee after all this to apologize."

Geus huffed. "Right, and I'll pick you up in my motorcycle. I'll even rev the engine so loud the neighborhood will hear."

Kendo tried to hold back her giggle. "My two favorite things."

"I don't know if I can take a girl on a date if she could never beat me in a fight."

Monoma slid over to the side of them both and wrapped his arms around their shoulders. His cynical laugh pounded in their faces, the vibrations broke through their eardrums. "You kidding me Kendo? You could never beat this Class 1-A scum?"

Midoriya grabbed hold of Geus's arm and pulled him back a few steps. Geus curled his head down to Midoriya's mouth. Out of the side of his eye, Midoriya's face was nervous as ever. If Geus didn't hear Modoriya, his body and previous experience with the kid already told him what he needed to know.

"Don't worry," Geus whispered before he said anything. "I'm not going to do anything rash." He glared down Monoma. "Too many witnesses."

"You're just joking." Kaminari jumped behind Geus and slammed his hands on his shoulders. "Right?"

Geus grabbed hold on Kaminari's face and shoved him back. Which gave him the freedom to move forward to the exit. Geus laughed as he unzipped his jacket and walked to the exit. "I just got out of fake prison, I don't need to be placed into a real one anytime soon." His eyes lowered to the ground once he moved past everyone else. 'I really can't afford to lose everything right now.' Geus clenched his fist and punched the door closest to him. 'And I can't give Midnight that satisfaction of being right.' A sigh left his mouth after the sight of the door. His emotions went unchecked and got to him. The arm went clean through the door with the assistance of his quirk that wrapped around the arm. "Great."