Onto chapter 6 we go. This fanfic has now grown larger than The Fires of Revolution.
And honestly, that makes me so happy. And I hope that all you that are reading are being loyal and staying with me.
Recently, when I'm writing this, the MHA anime is doing the Hero Work Studies.
I hope to see very little of Mineta, so say it with me "NO GRAPES!"
Let us re-join the action...

Chapter 6: The Thunder Battle Approaches

After the first round and the night of rest, both student and fan alike gathered in the stadium to watch the second set and beyond. Classes 1A and 1B were thrilled both Malek and Tetsutetsu had gotten through, as were other classes with representatives, but all were quiet as Mic tuned in.
"Welcome Back, Everybody! I Hope You're all Excited For Round 2 Of This In-Sane Competition! Can I Hear Some Cheers?!" he shouted as the crowd roared "Thank You! Now, On This Side, We Have The New Kid With The Insane Strength! Give It Up For Class 1A's Own Indominable Hero, DEEEEEMOOOOON!"
The hundreds of fans and students watching erupted as Malek walked back on scene, still looking nonchalant as he gazed around, smiling a little at the people and giving 1A a thumbs up. After a time, he looked over and scanned for Christina, hopeful that he'd spot her. But alas, she hadn't shown up to this match either. What was going on with her?

Not long after, Mic continued "Now, Hailing From Seiai Academy Girls School, We Have 1C's Rep, The Sensitive Hero, Sonaraaaaaaa!" he shouted into the mic as the Seiai students cheered. Out of the pit stepped a student in the familiar uniform of Seiai Academy, with long, red hair and headphones. Her eye contact was solid, fearless, gazing over Malek and looking for weak spots.
"What Have Our Fighters Got On Their Minds!?" Mic called out. "You struck the brute easily yesterday, good luck striking me" she stated, earning many cheers from her colleagues. "I'm guessing you have a strategy. Tell you what, if you last more than a minute, I'll let you have a free hit" he chuckled, earning many more cheers from 1A, Deku jotting down fast.
"Ready?! Aaaaaaaaaand...FIGHT!" Mic echoed through the stadium as the crowd erupted. Malek waited, but Sonara stood there "Please, take the first strike" she stated bluntly. He quickly obliged, suddenly boosting in front of her and swinging his fist at her...and she dodged. The crowd gasped, Dazzler chuckled a little and Malek froze, looking at her.

She smirked at him as he swung again, and again, and again, each one just missing as the crowd cheered more and more. Malek eventually backed off to analyse the situation. "What is she doing? Can she sense my movements?" he looked over her again, taking note of the headphones "wait, headphones, Sonara...is it that simple?" he thought.
He quickly shot at her, as she dodged again. But the distance he was from her...he was way too off to hit. "I understand you now, Sonara. You're tricky, I'll give you that" he stated.
She suddenly looked more concerned "W-what do you mean?" she asked. "First, I'll get rid of those" he calmly whistled, and in one sharp, high pitch whistle, her headphones shattered.
She quickly cupped her ears, looking around more desperately "B-but your quirk is strength based...h-how did you..." she was cut off as he started making low pitch booming sounds.
The waves from the sounds hit her and pushed her back, each one moving her closer to the back line. "H-h-h-how...h-how are you...d-doing this?" she questioned.

"Your quirk gives you hyper sensitive hearing, doesn't it? Useful for things like listening for your opponents attacks, but bad forloud noises. That's why you had headphones" he replied. She was stunned, unsure what to do, and in ne, last, loud boom, she was pushed off the arena and onto the floor below, leaving Malek standing there, massaging his throat.
Mic stuttered as he looked at the stage "W-well...Talk About A Surprise! Lets Hear It For Another Landslide Victory From The Indominable Hero, Demon!" the crowd was almost silent.
Malek slowly looked around, seeing puzzled expressions and even concerned faces. Deku was writing faster than he ever had and Bakugo was fit to blow, while Kirishima held him back. He bit his lip and looked at class 1B, hoping she was there. Finally, there she was, but...oh god. Her eyes. They were red and sore, and she wouldn't look at him. She must have been upset.
He looked away and walked out the arena, being met with a wall of reporters and interested heroes. "How do you have strength and sound quirks?" "Are you interested in an early job?" and more. Before the reporters even got an answer, he seemingly vanished in a puff of wind. He had used his power to quickly leap over them and dash to the 1B stand "Christina" he called over.

As he passed through the group, he was stopped by none other than Monoma "To think 1A is bad at relationships and hero work. It's As If You Are Terrible At Everything You Do! SO IT SEEMS OUR CLASS IS STILL SUPERIOR! AFTER ALL, NONE OF US WOULD HAVE MADE HER THIS UPSE..." he was cut off as Kendo karate chopped his neck, knocking him out.
"He's always like this, but be gentle" Kendo advised as she pulled Monoma aside and let him through. He slowly approached her "Christina, I...I'm really sorry about what I said." She wiped her face and smiled "it's fine, really...I already forgot about it". That answer took him by surprise, but he could tell "are you sure...if you're still upset, we can talk or..." "Really, you wanna talk now or are you just saying that now and you're gonna run when I start talking?" Many of 1B almost coughed at that as Malek's face shifted, clearly showing that hurt. "Christina, I..." but he was cut off as Tetsutetsu grabbed his shoulder "I think it's time you leave, friend". Malek sighed and started walking away "If you want to talk, come find me" He walked off, emotions tugging at him, still unaware, like everyone else, that the building was being watched...

(Derelict Building, In View Of The Arena)
Shigaraki groaned as he gazed outside, already bored half to death "I swear, if we have to watch that stadium for any longer, I'm gonna decay the whole thing" he slumped into his chair. Toga simply flicked a switch knife in and out as she daydreamed "I hope Izuku comes to stop us when we attack. I didn't get to cut him last time" she sighed, making Dabi roll his eyes.
Twice walked in with a phone "Boss, it's them" he stated. "Hand it over" he sighed as he outstretched a hand. "I don't know why we bother. On it, Boss!" Twice split as he handed over the phone.
As he placed the phone to his ear, he heard the smooth voice of the woman with gloves "You've seen him, I imagine?" she asked. "No, the Chisaki guy won't meet till after the tournament." "That wasn't who I meant" she stated "the boy?". Tomura seemed surprised "The weirdo? Yeah, we saw him. Didn't leave the top of the stadium till morning" he replied, groaning. "Did he appear in good physical condition? Did he seem in pain?" the Russian enquired. "Other than his patchwork of scars, yeah, he looked fine. Why do you care?" he queried. "A personal matter friend. Trust me, if you knew what I knew, then you would be interested too. Stay vigilant, the tournament ends tomorrow" she finished and hung up the phone.
"If she tells me what to do one more time, I'll..." he squeezed and the phone decayed in his hands "...keep an eye on him, if shes interested, there has to be something special about that kid."

(UA Sports Stadium)
The crowds filled the stands quickly, having gotten food and drinks, as the four teachers re-entered the booth and present mic finished his hotdog, going to the microphone.
"WEEEEEEEEEEElcome Back, Ladies And Gents! In The Previous Round, We Saw Our 8 Remaining Competitors Cut Down To 4, So Give All Those Who Didn't Win A Big Hand!" he shouted. The stadium erupted in applause as the four showed their gratitude from the stands, including Tetsutetsu, who cried with both sadness and appreciation as he thanked them all.
"On, A Different Note, We Have Our Remaining 4 Set And Ready To Fight, So Lets Get STARTED!" the crowd burst into cheers as they waited for the fighters to walk in.
"On The Left, We Have The Mysterious New Kid, With Weird, Fascinating Power! The Indominable Hero, DEEEEEEEMOOOOOON!" the crowd cheered and screamed as he entered the arena. His appearance was different, his eyes darker and his walk more confident. His overall demeanour was much more aggressive, as if he was walking into a wrestling match.
"And On The Right, We Have The Master Of The Swamp, From Shiketsu's 1B, It's The Crocodile Hero, LOOOOOOOCKJAAAAAAAW!" Many of Shiketsu cheered and Dr Fossil clapped. From the other pit, came a large, green, scaly person with the face of a crocodile, cheering and waving as he smiled, before gazing at Malek.

"AAAAAAAAAAAnd FIGHT!" Mic called as the croc launched forward, clamping down on Malek's arm, leading to ooohs and aaaahs all around. "What you gonna do now, Demon?" The croc threw its head to the side, letting go as something flew into the wall "Too easy". "That was supposed to be all of me, correct?" Malek stated, still in front of him and making them look.
What was by the wall...was an ARM! He'd Let His Own Arm Come Off! The crowd gasped and some screamed as they saw Malek's left shoulder bleed "You're Bleeding Out!" In a quick motion, Malek's body tensed as a new arm burst out his shoulder (Pikalo style) still having every scar. The crowd fell silent, with the odd vomit as the croc gazed down, stunned.
"My turn, I suppose" Malek flew passed Lockjaw and bent his leg a little, as a sudden indentation formed on the crocs gut, making him collapse, as more gasps wrung out.
"They say crocodiles are super predators, rarely not the apex" he muttered as he walked over, before kicking him in the side and launching him off the stage "You're the exception." The crowd and Mic were stunned yet again as he quickly walked out, seemingly vanishing from everyone who searched for him "W-Wow...Well...Demon Wins, I Guess" Mic's voice echoed.

(Location: Unknown)
We were yet again gazing at the round table, the five figures looking at a wide screen, showing all of Malek's fights so far. The Russian chuckled as she watched the enemies get floored.
"It's like he's playing with dolls" she stated. "His skills are unrefined, he's more of a brawler than a warrior" the Portuguese voice added. "He's never been a strategic fighter" the Brit added. "I can sense it, my brothers and sisters, the grand day approaches" the Russian lady interrupted "you may all leave". With that, the group vanished into the shadows, footsteps echoing.
The Russian pressed a button and the screen changed, showing a clip of Malek talking with Christina and leaving, chuckling a little "you should have learned by now, my dear. There is only one woman alive who understands you. Who can handle you. And don't worry, you'll be hers soon enough" her gloved hand brushed over his face on the screen as the light faded.

Chapter 6, finally. I apologise again, Covid's made all plans go to chaos. Thank you to all my readers and all those who support my work, I'm still accepting ideas.
We meet again in chapter 7, Grudge Match. I love you all, and ill see you next time. Bye!