Geus's eyes opened up to a pair of white lights beamed directly at his face. He squinted hard against them and turned his head to the side. His eyes relaxed again. He couldn't move his mouth to speak to Beka. His hand twisted around to the back of his hand for Beka. She noticed his movements and rested her hand on his.

Her other hand gently grazed over his bald head. He couldn't feel himself smile but knew he did under his mask. 'If only I could show her I'm smiling' Geus thought. 'One day'. It wasn't his main goal in life but a goal for her to see him smile. His ultimate goal is to be able to have an open and free mouth to open it up to everything again. Food, movement, being able to feel everything with his lips, the cracked lips, the frozen air, chapstick, he wanted it all back.

"How you feeling buddy?" Beka asked. Geus couldn't move his mouth and couldn't speak from result of it. "Can't talk yet? You've been out of it for two days. This is my fault." Geus moved his head slightly to both sides. "No, no, it is. I pushed you beyond your limit. I should've listened to you and relaxed your body to these new moves." Geus clenched his hand down on hers in response.

"My, name... Sansei." Geus said before his eyes closed again and lost consciousness.

"Doctor. Is his surname Sansei?" Beka asked

The one other man in the room addressed Beka. "Yes. Is there something important to that? I know he legally removed it from his name after he got in here but I don't think that has anything to do with his condition."

"I know. His family is just infamous for being known as Quirk-haters. Even going as far as donating to politicians to restrict quirk users even more. It just gives me an edge into his life and understanding more."

Another day past for Geus, his body was recovered from the injuries and ready for another day of training. With only four more days left before the first day of class, he's restricted to 72 hours to bring his quirk into hero performance. In only under a week he felt his life has changed for the better. The prison trusted him a little bit more even with the one day of real training. For the first time in half a year Geus was allowed above ground. The rest of the kids remained inside but this was his first day allowed in the sun.

His eyes locked with each pair of kids that watched through the windows. They all looked happy for him, even if they were separated with six inches of solid concrete. He knew none of these people were horrible villains, most were essentially quirkless and the rest barely had one to begin with. It was the first time he noticed he was much more pale than the rest of the kids. He wasn't the tamest person to begin with but had a larger color palette than just white. Compared to Beka in the summer sun, he as white as 13's suit.

"As we discussed before, your quirk is easily controlled with how you breath. If you find the right ratio to breathing and holding it in, I believe you can use your quirk as bendable objects. Try it." Beka turned to the fence of the field and pointed to a small water bottle placed on one of the poles. "Get that water bottle with you in the air."

Geus pulled the air filter caps and released his gas. He focused down into his lungs. He felt his flow of oxygen change. His hand grasped down on a solid part of the gas. The rest of his gas changed around it. He started to push up into the air with the solid part moving up the gas line.

"That's it. You're almost there!" Beka shouted from the ground.

His other hand reached for the bottle that was now inches from his grip. His hand snatched the bottle as soon as he reached it. Geus smiled, his first attempt at the elevator system with his gas managed to work. He looked back down at Beka. His happiness disappeared along with his gas. He free fall back down to the ground and chased after her.

Her eyes and lips were blue but she still curled up in pain. Geus scooped her up into his lap and turned her forearm to him. A small patch of the skin was melted off. "Beka... I'm sorry."

Even through the pain she still smiled. "It's okay. We just have a little more ways to go."

"He-how did this happen? Your quirk is supposed to resist mine!"

"On our first day you no longer hurt me even without my quirk. I guess it was a little foolish of me to believe there could be that much progress in a day."

Their small conversation distracted Geus. He didn't notice the twin doors swing open with half a dozen men rush out. All were equipped in suits and small stun sticks. Two of them got to Geus first and pried him off of Beka. They ignore his own screams and shouts. A third man ran up to Geus and jammed his stick to Geus's chest. His body went into a state of shock and calmed him down. Still he was able to watch the rest of the men pull Beka inside.

In less than five minutes everything he thought was right was crumbled. Geus recognized the last man to come out after Beka was brought inside. He was the tallest and biggest man out of the guard. He wasn't the captain but someone who everyone went to for help. And he was the man that hated Geus the most out of everyone else. Each footstep felt like a tremor went off to Geus. He couldn't see the eyes behind the mask but knew the disappointment in them anyways.

"Even I was rooting for you. Look at the rest of the children inside. Every eye on you changed in an instant." The guard mocked. "But it seems you will never change." He looked at the other three guards. "What are you waiting for? Get those air filter tips on him!"

Geus wiggled his head around the men that attempted to restrain him. He barely saw through the commotion another prisoner of the detention center sprint out of the doors.

"He's escaping!" Geus shouted.

But nobody listened to what he said. Geus smoothly blew out a slim stream of the smoke through both ports. He guided them around the guards necks and tightened once they hit a full circle around. No one saw it coming and Geus was able to pull them off of him. He vigorously blew the gas into a straight line for the escapee. Only now did the others see what Geus as seen. The gas Geus sent over wrapped around the boy's ankle and tugged him backwards to cause him to fall to the ground. The gas he sent moved around the boy's body and tangled around the rest of his arms and feet. Geus kept hold of him till the guards were able to catch up and hold him down.

"I'm not a criminal." Geus eyes moved to the corner of his eye socket and looked at the remaining guards next to him. "I'm not going to hurt people to hurt them. I promise you this opportunity is not going to be wasted. I may never become a hero but I'm going to use this opportunity to hone my quirk and do good by it. I won't squander it for a meek chance to escape."

"Bravo! Bravo!" A squeaky voice came right after Geus's. He searched around for the voice but couldn't see the right owner for it. "Down here boy."

Geus looked down and squatted to the height of the mouse at his feet. "Oh. A talking mouse. That's normal."

"That's the principle of UA. Show some respect." The second in command guard whispered in Geus's ear.

"I came down to see how you were preparing for the school year and oh boy does it look like your ready." The mouse praised.

"I just hurt my friend, I'm not ready to be next to other people. Especially if they don't know my situation."

The mouse laughed. "You see that's why they call it training. When you were focused on catching that boy, you didn't hurt him. You perfectly caught him with damaging him. Just like how a hero would. Keep up on the trading and you could be a full fledged 1A student."

"Thank you sir. I'll make sure I'll be ready for that day."

"I also came to make sure this is what you wanted your hero costume to be." The mouse pulled a folded piece of paper from his inside suit pocket and handed it to Geus.

It only took one second to look at the picture and turn sour. "That's the replica of the prison guard suit here." He looked to the secondary captain who had a large grin on his face. "I have a few changes I'd like to incorporate."