The sound of multiple battle's went off around her. Ducking under the swing of a one pointer she enlarged her hand, wrapping her fingers around the robots head and squeezed. Pieces of metal and sparks shot off in different directions from her closed hand. Dropping the limp robot to the ground she spun around, raising her fist before punching another one clean in half. Shrinking her hand she shook it a few times before jumping back into the fray.

Itsuka Kendo was feeling pretty frustrated right now.

You would think it was about the chaos of destroying robots yet that was the farthest thing from her mind. In actuality beating things up was almost relaxing to her, like a sound that you hear that sounds just right. No, instead of one thing It was a lot of things that have been left to build up over the course of almost two years, all of them about a certain green haired boy.

Grabbing hold of a two pointer by its tail with two enlarged hands she swung it around before slamming the machine into a wall, the thing twitching a little making her slam it into the wall again just in case. Staring at the unmoving machine she frowned in thought.

Something happened around a year ago. She knew that at least. Something that really messed with her favorite boy. Something traumatic enough that it forced him back into his shell and made him want to put walls around himself, separating him from anyone close to him. Ever since that day Izuku Midoriya had changed. He never showed his emotions anymore instead choosing to bottle them up, usually deflecting with a fake smile or some stupid joke. She noticed that he had stopped writing in notebooks and stopped nerding out about hero's or quirks to her. Hell, the last time she was in his room she noticed a surprising lack of All Might merch.

I know I used to tease him about it, calling it his 'shrine' but that doesn't mean he should've gotten rid of it. She liked when he liked things.

All of that was a bummer sure, especially since he refused to talk to her about it. Every time she tried to bring it up he would just act confused and claim nothing happened. But the thing that really pissed her off is that no one else did anything. After Midoriya put on his calm, cool guy persona he made more friends, people were nicer to him. Hell even his own mother was happy that her 'little boy' had gotten so strong and confident. It's like no one even noticed...

Or no one cares.

Shaking her head at the thought she turned running down an alleyway, branching off to a separate street for more robots to smash.

There was even a point where she was starting to feel like she was crazy being the only one who sees it. Maybe people just change, god knows she's changed over the years...but then she would catch a glimpse behind the mask. It would be in his eyes when he was staring a little too long at a fascinating quirk or in his lingering stares at something All Might related. The small moments where she would say something or be doing something and he would give her a genuine smile, small glances at actual happiness hidden behind a smiley face mask. She's learned to cherish those small moments whenever she got them.

I just wished he would talk to me like he used to...

Jumping out of the alleyway into a separate street she raised two big hands and clapping them together in between two one pointers, easily crushing them together. Turning around she watched a spikey man made out of metal punch a hole through a robot, raising his arms to deflect an incoming missile. Skidding back a little the man panted, unaware of a two pointer coming up from the side before being knock him to the ground.

Running up the back of the big metal scorpion she wrapped her arms around the tail, moving it from side to side before yanking it upward. Metal screeched under the strain, splatters of oil shooting out of the opened wound and peppering her outfit in the black thick substance. Raising a big fist she brought it down on the machines head, flattening it into nothing but scraps.

Man, destroying robots was a pretty good stress relieve though. There was just something so satisfyingly with the sounds they made.

Hoping off of the robot she looked down at her oil covered uniform before sighing. There's no way that's going to come out...oh well. Once she gets into UA she'll get a new uniform anyway.

Turning towards the metal man she walked over, slapping her shrinking hands together before leaning forward to reach a hand out.

"Hey man you ok?"

The metal man didn't respond at first, just stared up at her with wide silver eyes. A faint hint of red running along his cheeks. Waving her hand out to and fro slowly she frowned.

"Uhhh, you ok dude? You didn't hit your head or something right?"

"Super manly..."

"...Excuse me?"

He seemed to snap out of it, sitting up quickly before taking her hand to have her pull him back to his feet. "Sorry! You just uh, surprised me! I had no idea there would be someone so cool here!"

Her cheeks suddenly felt very hot, smiling back she chuckled. "Compliments will get you everywhere."

"Everywhere huh?" Giving her a flirty smile he raised an eyebrow at her.

Letting out a small giggle she shook her head. "Well...not everywhere everywhere."

Laughing himself the stranger gave her a confident smirk. "So do you have a name or should I just call you badass red head goddess?"

Her face felt even hotter, a blush creeping up along her neck. It's been a while since someone has shown any interest in her like this...it felt kind of nice.

"Itsuka Kendo."

"Names Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu." Turning she watched him give a thumbs up before running off to fight more robots. "Thanks for the help! Hope you get in Kendo! Good luck!"

Watching the guy run off she smirked, a hand going to her hip. Staring at the spot where he ran off to she paused, blinking a few times.

"Wait...what did he say his name was?"

Explosions went off next to her as she brought an enlarged hand straight down the middle of a one pointer splitting the smaller machine in two with one quick motion. Sparks shooting off from the machine and blocked an incoming strike, cocking a fist to her side and scattering a second one pointer with a single punch.

That was what thirty something points? If she was honest the whole test had started to feel like a blur after a while, just destroying anything that came her way. She had tried to keep the city destruction to a minimum just incase but many of these robots did not seem to care. She kind of hopes that they weren't being graded on keeping the city intact...because these streets are completely destroyed. Broken glass and pieces of city laid everywhere.

Her quirk may not be as physically impressive as some of the other contestants but she could keep up with them well enough. Squinting at another explosion she turned to glare at the boy across the street from her, the main reason this street was so destroyed.

The guy had spikey blonde hair and red furious eyes. Watching him for a second she watched him raise a hand, an explosion erupting from his palm and completely shredding a three pointer like it was made out of paper.

When she first saw the guy he was standing in their area glaring at anyone that even got close to him. He radiated a kind of primal rage that she had never seen in someone their age before, like he was going to fist fight the whole world if he needed to. He didn't talk to anyone, he didn't look at anyone and he definitely didn't smile at anyone. It was weird, she could swear she had heard a description about this guy before but she couldn't quite place it, he was almost familiar.

After the test started the guy rocketed off somewhere and she didn't see him for a while until eventually turning a corner to see him scream as he tore threw robots like a bat out of hell. They've been fighting next to each other ever since and she has to admit...she's not a fan. The guy shows zero care for anyone or anything around him, instead deciding to destroy anything within his eye sight.

Panting the guy fell to one knee, a hand going to his chest as he let out a flurry of coughs. Labored rough breaths followed by more coughing.

She couldn't help herself, even an asshole like this guy needs some help sometimes. Big sis mode activated.

"Hey you ok?" Walking closer to the guy she stuck her hand out to help him up.

Wiping up to glare at her he swatted her hand aside, a hand going to rub at his mouth. "Don't fucking touch me yaoi hands!"

"What the hell did you just call me?"

"You fucking heard me! Don't pretend to be deaf." Standing back up to his feet he shot her an angry hate filled glare. If looks could kill she would probably be lit on fire right now. "Don't you dare look down on me got it!?"

Blinking a few times she could feel her frown spread across her face. "I was just offering you a hand."

"Well dont!" Walking closer the guy stared into her eyes, reaching a single finger forward he poked her shoulder after every word spoke. "Don't you ever. Fucking. Touch me. Got it!?"

Teeth grinding Kendo refused to back down. Her fist clenched into fist at her side as she stared down the spikey boy. She wanted so hard to hit him but she knew that assaulting another contestant was probably a bad idea. Opening her mouth to say something the ground shook, the sound of concrete and stone breaking could be heard as she watched a massive robot emerge from the ground. The massive behemoth turning a few times before stomping down farther into the city, leaving a swath of destruction in it's wake.

...

Suddenly their little squabble didn't seem as important.

Heart quickening she started to sprint after the lumbering machine, the sounds of the blonde asshole shouting after her as she made a corner and disappeared from sight.

"Hey! Don't just ignore me bitch! Where the hell do you think you're..." Body jerking he started to let out a second round of coughs, his knees shaking as he fell back to the ground. Raising the front of his shirt to his mouth he closed his eyes, the faint hint of tears tracing them before turning to where the girl ran off to and letting out a growl.

Diving over a chunk of fallen rubble she followed after the robot a few blocks away. Scanning over the destruction she made sure to check over any fallen rubble just to make sure that no one was crushed.

What the hell was UA thinking using such a tool during the entrance exam of all places? The thing was a screaming metal death trap just waiting to happen.

Turning a corner she watched the thing punch a hole through a building. A wave of unease went over her at the sight. There was no way she could fight a thing even if she tried, you'd have to be crazy to try and fight that.

Looking over the destruction she zeroed in on a group of other contestants across the way. Running over to them she made sure to look them over in case any of them were in serious condition some of them looked to have some minor injuries but they looked overall ok. It didn't hurt to ask though.

"Is everyone ok? I saw the zero pointer come this way."

Everyone turned to stare at her with wide shell-shocked eyes, no one saying anything for a moment. Pushing through the crowd a girl with purple hair emerged. Immediately Kendo zeroed in on the jacks handing from her earlobes...oh interesting, she wondered how those worked. Shaking her head she couldn't help but blush slightly, she might be spending too much time with Midoriya.

The woman gestured behind them with her thumb before speaking "Everyone here seems ok but I can hear a heart beat under some rubble over here, it's faint but they seem to be ok. I'm not strong enough to move it though!"

Nodding Kendo frowned. "Got it. Show me where and I can help move debris."

Following the earphones girl along a broken path she lead her to a large chunk of fallen rubble, splintered concrete split into multiple directions like a twisted flower made of rock and cement.

Pointing towards it the girl frowned. "They're in there. I think they ended up trapped between pieces of a collapsing building."

Walking forward towards it Kendo frowned, her hand raising to slide along the rock wall before knocking it lightly. "Hey! Is anyone in there?"

A pause, a small moment of silence that dragged on longer then Kendo would have liked before she heard a cough, a faint voice coming from inside.

"Yeah...I'm, I'm ok! My leg is pinned but I think I'm ok."

"Alright, hang on tight. I'm going to try and get you out."

Taking a few steps back she looked up at the thing, her teal eyes scanning it slowly. The thing looked precarious, she couldn't just go swinging at the thing else it start falling into each other like dominos...its honestly a miracle that it fell the way they did, else the person would've gotten crushed...

Putting her hands on her hips she huffed, muttering softly to herself. "Ok...what would Midoriya do in a situation like this?"

He'd probably ask about quirks.

The girl next to her looked at her a little surprised, her jacks wiggling slightly. "Wait, what did you sa..."

Turning around Kendo saw that the rest of the group of people had followed them, their crowd of eyes upon her as she spoke.

"Anybody have any quirks that could help? I can break it down easily but I might hurt the person inside." They all just stared back at her. Slapping her hands together to get their attention a chunk of them jumped in place. "Common guys! I thought you wanted to be heroes!? No such thing as bad ideas!"

Stepping out of the crowd a woman with long green hair thorny hair stepped forward. Her poise posh and regel as she spoke with a soothing voice. "I can use my hair to secure the area making sure nothing falls but I'm afraid it may be too heavy for me to save the lost sheep.

Light shined behind the woman making Kendo squint.

A couple seconds later a man with a bird head walked forward, a shadowy being appearing behind him to give a thumbs up. "Dark shadow and I can help levitate anything out of the area so long as it's not too heavy."

Another woman stepped forward with a bored look on her face and a shoulder length bob of black hair. Her voice sounding neutral and quiet. "Mmm. I can help shrink any pieces too big."

Poking his fingers together a tall broad looking guy with a rock like head muttered barely loud enough for her to hear. "I-I ah, I'm strong. I can help...l-lift."

Pushing her way through an invisible woman waved her arms to and fro "I want to help too! This sounds fun!"

Nodding she smirked, sending them a confident grin.

"Ok! Sounds like we have a plan, lets do this. PLUS ULTRA!"

The crowd raised their passionate fist into the air repeating the chant back at her making her smile even more.

Turning back around she walked towards the fallen structure.

"A quirk like that could do more then just punch stuff! You can use it to move wreckage as long as you were careful! Imagine being able to slide your arm into a small crevice and then making your hand big enough to just lift a chunk up!"

Slowly sliding a hand under it she slide her hand upward before taking a breath. Ok. Let do this.

Running a hand along her arm Jirou stood in line as she watched Itsuka Kendo break off another piece of rubble, turning to lift it over to Yui Kodai. Holding it still for Kodai she shrunk the piece down to an easier to move size before she in turned handed it to one of many people that were helping to move the shrunken concrete. Turning she watched Ibara Shiozaki grunt as her vine like hair held a teetering piece in place, Koji Koda on the other side using his broad thick arms to help keep it in place from the other side.

They were like a well oiled machine at this point. All of them working perfectly together to be as efficient as possible...

Looking at the ground she could feel a frown forming.

When she discovered that a person was trapped under there she kind of panicked not really knowing what to do. She knew that he was there but in the heat of the moment she kind of internally freaked out. She tried to play it cool as well as possible but the realty of the situation was that she had no idea what to do. Thinking of all of the late nights training for the entrance exam and she didn't once think about studying what to do during a crisis, all she did was train to kick butt like her friends told her to...training that was pretty useless against something so simple as falling rocks. A small twist of shame wiggled around inside of her.

Then out of nowhere comes this bad ass red head chick and suddenly everything was fine. She came in here, took charge, asked other people for ideas and came up with a solution like it was no big deal.

Like a leader.

Shaking her head she took a step forward in line, watching Kendo break off another piece.

She didn't even think about asking others for ideas...

What kind of hero did she even want to be? The bad part about standing there in line as she helped moved small pieces of rock was that she was left with a lot of time to think...which for her was probably not the best idea.

She thought about her friends, about the encouraging words they gave her right before the test. Each of them giving her nudges and playful jabs before going on their way.

"You kidding? None of us are hero material, we're just going to take the general test. Good luck girl! Knock em dead."

"Don't actually kill anyone though."

"If you do give us a call and we'll bring shovels!"

Smiling at the thought she frowned, a flash of green hair crossing her mind.

She was so busy destroying robots she almost forgot about him...he seemed to be doing well, if not a little cold. Then again that was to be expected with what she did, she knows she shouldn't feel bad about what she did but she can't help herself...in the end it worked out well for the both of them...

Right?

Jumping surprised she snapped out of her thought, a chunk of rock was slide into her hands. Blinking down at it she looked up to see Kendo and Kodai staring at her. Blushing deeply she turned to carry it off when a buzzing noise came from the intercoms making her squint her eyes. Everyone around her stopped what they were doing and looked amongst each other.

Guess that was it for the entrance exam.

A faint echo rippled around him as his feet patted against the ground, a wet smacking filling the air as one foot after the other slapped against it. Almost like he was walking in a continuous puddle. Darkness encompassed everything around him, hindering his sight to only things right in front of him. Raising a hand he could barely see it even when it was just hovering over his face.

Why was he even walking again? He had forgotten, where was he trying to go? How long had he been walking? It could have been five minutes or multiple days. All that laid before him was an endless unending vastness of black inky void.

WEAK.

The voice was deep, powerful and shook the ground when it spoke. It was familiar, like listening to a voice recording of himself speaking, only deeper and more distorted by time. He should be scared yet for some reason he was not, a weird feeling of nostalgia coming over him as it spoke. Looking around the darkness his green eyes flickered around until stopping.

A single burning green ember in a world of darkness.

Walking towards it slowly it hovered in place, a small mote of green light stuck in a perpetual dance. The voice rumbled again, only louder this time, as he got closer.

TOO WEAK. HOW ARE YOU TO PROTECT THAT WHICH YOU CARE ABOUT LIKE THIS?

Gulping he frowned, his lips dry and his throat parched. He felt like he had been walking for years with no water.

Opening his mouth the words surged forward through a strangled gasp. "I-I tried. I wasn't good enough. A-all of these years of training and I'm still not equal to other quirks." Raising a hand he rubbed at his arm, finding it hard to stare into the single flame. Almost ashamed of himself. "Why must I try so hard when it comes so easy for others? It's not fair."

The ember did not answer him, it floated there in a small rhythmic dance. For a split second he started to question if he was imagining things and simply talking to no one. But then it responded.

STRENGTH, COMES IN ALL FORMS. THERE IS NO ONE WAY TO ACHIEVE YOUR GOALS. THERE ARE MANY.

BUT WHAT GOOD IS STRENGTH IF YOU KNOW NOT WHAT FOR?

WHERE DOES YOUR STRENGTH TRULY COME FROM?

Opening his mouth to answer he paused, not really knowing what to say.

YOU MUST FIRST FIND THE ANSWER. FIND THE TRUTH WITH YOUR OWN HANDS AND TAKE YOUR DESTINY AS YOUR OWN.

WAKE UP.

AND RISE.

Sitting up quickly Izuku panted, sweat dripping down his face as he clung to air like a man drowning. Every breath was hard, a desperate need for more after every gasp. He could feel his own heart beating in his chest through his arms. Raising a hand to his chest he winced, a sharp pain running up his arm. The pain was almost like a reminder, reminding him how much everything hurt. A splitting pain coursing through the back of his head and seeping through every pour.

The smell of antiseptic hit his nose making him cringe, he always hated the hospital. Blinking through blurry eyes he tried to figure out where he was but before he could even focus his eyes on something the cracking sound of a cane smacked against his head knocking him back onto the bed. Squirming on the bed he heard her voice before he actually saw her, the most ornery old voice that he had ever heard...and he has had conversations with Master Dai.

"Stop moving around! How am I supposed to check on you wiggling around like that!"

Rubbing at his head he found himself frowning, sitting up to glare at the source of the voice. "Maybe don't hit me and I wont wiggle around so much!"

A second smack made him fall back against the bed again. "Maybe don't wiggle around and I wont hit you!"

Rubbing his head he sighed, staring at up at the ceiling. The tan and white walls staring back at him. He's seen those walls before...he's not in a hospital, he's still in UA.

Turning on the bed slowly not to evoke the person's ire again he tilted his head to stare at the source of the voice. Dressed in an old lab coat was a short older woman. Grey hair was tied up and styled into a netted bun, a hair pin styled like a needle poking out of it. He stared at non other then Recovering Girl.

Izuku had heard many stories about the woman, she was the backbone of the entrance exam...and probably the only reason they could get away with everything they do at UA. A surly old woman that was known for two things, having a wonderful healing quirk and for having no bedside manner at all. An infamous hero both renown for her deeds but feared on how she does them.

Coughing into his hand his voice was raw when he spoke. "H-how long have I been out?"

When he turned back to look at her she was busy writing something down on a clipboard, not even looking at him. "About 4 hours, I tried to heal you earlier but you were so tired my quirk would've done more harm then good."

Wait what?

Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his phone, staring at multiple unread messages. Most of them were from Kendo. Sighing he collapsed back into the bed.

Just great, he made her worry again.

The ceiling fan slowly spun around in circles.

"It says here that your quirk allows you to heal people by taking their pain. Why in the world would you use that on a girl that was as injured as she was!? We have medics on standby for a reason!" Recovery girl huffed angrily at him as she looked over her tools her back turned to him as she ranted. The next thing she said was a half mutter mostly to herself. "Young people these days with their idolization for self sacrifice."

Her words made him frown more up at the ceiling. Why did he do that? He probably threw his chance at UA away by being stupid. Running a hand through his green hair he let out a long sigh.

"I don't know...I guess I just thought. If I can't save a single girl what's the point of all of this?"

Recovery girls motions stopped, her hand hovering over the clipboard, the pen stopped writing mid sentence. Letting out a small thoughtful hum her voice sounded more gentle this time. "Well then...that's an interesting answer Mr. Midoriya. Let's get you checked out and then you could go home."

Standing in a circle were a handful of many well known heroes, all famous in their own right. The group of protectors all argued amongst each other in quiet whispers and frustrated motions. Sitting in a chair in the middle of the chaos Principle Nezu showed no sign of looking away from the big monitor. His beedy eyes looking over the names and numbers on the screen.

#1 Eijiro Kirishima 80 villain points 40 rescue points

#2 Tenya Iida 52 villain points 20 rescue points

#3 Itsuka Kendo 30 villain points 40 rescue points

#4 Ibara Shiozaki 36 villain points 32 rescue points

#5 Katsuki Bakugo 65 villain points 0 rescue points

Looking down the list, past all of the scores he stopped at the cause of the fighting. Two names and scores stared back at him, fighting at the very bottom of the thirty sixth spot. Almost humorous in the sheer luck of it all.

#36 Toru Hagakure 10 villain points 30 rescue points

#36 Izuku Midoriya 20 villain points 20 rescue points

In all of his years of teaching he had never seen this before. Two promising students, both at the bottom of the list of entrance into the hero course and both exactly equal in points...there was only one spot left into UAs hero course and yet there were two students fighting for it. Ear twitching he looked back over to the other heroes.

"We clearly should be picking Izuku Midoriya. The boy shows great promise in being a rescue hero. Did you see how he fearlessly rushed in to save that woman? Oh the very thought of it has me excited!" Screamed Midnight as she gestured out with her hand.

"The little listener has spunk I'll give him that! There was no way for him to know that the robots had safety precautions yet he ran in anyway!"

Shaking his head Vlad frowned, a tooth poking out of his frowning maw. "You mean failed to rescue the girl. If our number one spotter didn't rush in to destroy the zero pointer he would've been crushed along with her. Meanwhile Hagakure showed signs of working well in a team and being a morale booster."

Letting out a hum Nezu nodded his head along with the words. The real problem with all of this was caused by top runner Itsuka Kendo and how she rallied a group of contestants to work together. Sure they had rescue points for a reason but this might be the first time ever where we had multiple people working together as a team to achieve a common goal. They graded students per person for a reason after all...

Slinky forward Aizawa spoke through a tired tone, finally deciding to say something. "I hate to admit it but I agree with Vlad. If this was a real situation Midoriya would have gotten himself killed. I say put him in general studies and then watch what he does at the sport festival."

A few other words of confirmations could be heard around them.

Turning his head he watched the newest member of their staff stare at the scoreboard, a frown on his pointed face. His skinny, shrunken form finding it easy to hide in the back. He looked like he wanted to say something but he didn't, instead deciding to nod along.

Looking over a room of familiar associates he noticed something out of place, he noticed that Chiyo was giving him a look. He knew that look all too well, she had something to say to him yet did not want to say it in front of a crowd.

Interesting.

Chiyo had never once shown interest in the scoring of students before, mostly coming as a formality more then anything.

Facing forward Nezu gave a nod as well before speaking. "Then it is decided. Hagakure goes into the hero course and Midoriya into general studies. You may all be dismissed."

One by one the room full of heroes made their leave, dispersing amongst each other and funneling out of the room. Stopping in the doorway Aizawa paused, his eyebrows raising as he noticed that Recovery girl had yet to move an inch. They were looking amongst each other, words hanging in the air just waiting for him to leave. Looking between the two of them he blinked slowly Aizawa taking one final look before closing the door behind him.

Notes:

Am I the only one who thinks Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu is a crazy ass name for a character? Like here we are with Eijiro Kirishima and his normal name just to get clotheslined with Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu. Bros name is ironiron ironiron, I can't with anime sometimes...

Anyway.

We got the entrance exam from Kendo's perspective, I enjoyed writing this bad ass red head just destroying stuff with her bare hands. We have some glimpses of some remnant's of the past long buried returning as well. Bakugo has returned after the slime incident and he looks...like he's not doing well. Kendo met Jirou for the first time and neither of them know who each other are nor do they know that they both are worrying over the same boy and we have some flirting between Kendo and Tetsutetsu because I like watching you all squirm.

Sorry that this chapter took longer then the others even though it's a bit on the smaller side, life continues to happen and it is draining.