"So, how did it go, Snips?" Anakin asked, looking up from the latest psychology book he'd been going through (he wasn't a fan and unless the next chapter got better he'd probably abandon it) as Ahsoka walked back into the apartment and dropped her bag onto the gorund. Padme was curled up in a recliner, going over some information Gran had given her, having gotten the entrance exam as a day off from her training so she and Anakin could spend time with the Padawan. Anakin was personally of two minds of that: on one hand he liked spending time with Padme. On the other… she was seriously getting into killer shape and he loved seeing her come home after a hard day of training and needing a rub down from him.

"I assume Obi Wan isn't going to be joining us?" Ahsoka asked.

Anakin, confused by that seemingly random comment, shook his head. "No, he said he'd be at UA helping to go over the results. Its going to take a lot of man power to figure out-"

"Woman power," Padme chimed in.

"-who is moving on." He smirked. "Don't worry Snips, you're getting in. If you don't then I'll personally annoy Obi Wan. I've been learning about this thing called "The Song That Never Ends" and I think that might make for a nice torture device…"

Ahsoka though merely forced Anakin to get his feet off the couch so she could take a seat. "No, I don't want to bug him about how I did. I want to tell him he is an evil, evil man."

"Oh?" Padme said, raising an eyebrow and setting the papers she'd been browsing off to the side.

"Yes… did he tell you about the extra exam he threw at us?"

"Nooooo," Anakin said slowly. "What did my master do now?"

~MC~MC~MC~

Izuku dumped the blasters onto the table, making his mother let out a squeak.

"You should NOT be carrying those around!" she exclaimed. "They are dangerous."

"They are," he agreed, looking to Rex. "I didn't trust the school to take them apart."

"Good thinking," Rex said, looking over how Izuku had turned some clanker bits into a pair of pistols. "Never trust anyone but yourself to handle your weapons."

"I destroyed the cannon I made but these guys I figured we could salvage the pieces you gave me. Maybe use them for my actual blasters."

Inko smiled at that. "Oh, do you think you are getting in?" While she wasn't entirely comfortable with her son going to UA and becoming a hero the days and nights she'd spent with Rex discussing what it was like had eased some of her fears. Rex was a licensed hero and he assured her that he and his friends would take Izuku under their wing, make sure he was probably cared for until he knew the industry so well he'd be able to stand on his own. Yes, there would always be worry about his safety but she'd also come to understand that there would be danger no matter what he did. The world they lived in… it was a dangerous place.

Rex had decided one weekend to take her for a walk while Izuku browsed a collectables store, looking for new hero merchandise. They had sat down in the mall and Rex had begun to point out every danger. Not even people using their quirks… where fires could start. Structural problems that could cause the roof to collapse. Electrical issues. Honestly it had terrified Inko just how many things were out there that could hurt her son. But, as Rex had pointed out, she couldn't keep him tucked away forever. And Izuku was taught how to avoid those dangerous. You didn't go playing around an open flame. Didn't touch a down power line. By having him go to UA he would be able to learn how to better survive out in the world. Yes, he would be putting himself in danger but he would also be able to know how to get out of danger far more.

She'd always worry… but knowing that he would be supported made it easier to embrace her son's desires.

"Yeah, I think me and my friends did really good. Though the last part of the exam came out of nowhere."

"Last part?" Rex asked.

~MC~MC~MC~

The door slammed open to the Bakugo home and Katsuki stormed in, his normal glower even worse as he made his way up the stairs, not even bothering to remove his shoes.

"OI! Brat!" his mother shouted from the living room. "How did it go? You get in or you fuck it all up?"

"Shut up hag!" Katzuki snarled. "Of course I'm getting in!"

"Hell yeah you are!" his mother called out. "Knew you would be able to do it! You hear that-"

But Katzuki went into his room, slamming the door shut and flopping onto his bed. He wasn't in the mood to talk to his mother. Wasn't in the mood to go over the exam or how he was getting in UA (and he was fucking getting into UA, he just knew it… how could they not want him!?). No, his mind kept going to the shitty secret final exam of the day…

He growled as he stared up at the ceiling before his anger left him and all he could do was stare at the paint and think.

~Several Hours Ago~

Denki frowned as he poked his head out the door. He had been told that he just needed to do one final follow up and then he'd be all set to head out, which he was excited to do because he wanted to celebrate with his family. He knew he hadn't done the best on the written exam, considering he'd only been about 2/3rds of the way through before he'd been given the 5 minute warning and thus just scribbled in all Bs for his answers, but he'd done rather well on the practical; he'd lost track after about 30 but that had been halfway through. The Zero Pointer had been scary but he'd been able to get safely back to the starting line so he figured that had to be a good thing. He was ready to head home, tell his parents how he'd done, and worry about what class he'd get into for the next week.

Except he'd been told about the interview, sent to a door… only to find that rather than leading to a classroom or an office it just went outside.

He glanced back to make sure he hadn't gone the wrong way only to hear someone sniffling.

"Hello?" he asked, taking a further step outside. He scanned the area before finally spotting a young woman, maybe a year or two older than him, curled up near a bench, her head pressed against her knees and arms wrapped around her legs. "Hey… are you okay?" he asked, able to tell she was crying.

At once the woman started, head snapping up as she stared at him with wide wild eyes.

"Stay away from me!" she cried out.

"Okay… okay… I can do that," he said quickly, holding out his hands to show he wasn't going to come any closer.

~MC~MC~MC~

Mina slowly sat down on the ground, keeping her distance from the clearly upset young man. "Do you mind if I just sit right here then?" she asked softly, keeping a smile on her face. Every bit of her wanted to run up and take the poor guy's hands in her own and tell him it would be alright but she had a feeling that doing so would only make things worse.

"No one… no one understands," he whispered. "They think… they think I'm a villain."

He held up his hand and Mina saw it glowing with a decidedly not nice looking green.

~MC~MC~MC~

"I know what that's like," Hitoshi said, letting out a huff. "People just see your quirk and they think you are a villain. Not willing to actually give you a chance."

The woman curled in on herself all the more. "Maybe they're right though."

The dark haired teen though shook his head. "Nah… I prefer to just work ten times as hard. That's why I just did the entrance exam… I only got 5 points and that was dumb luck but I… yeah, I'm not getting into the hero course but I wanted to show everyone I could stand with them, you know?"

"But you didn't make it," the upset girl said, fiddling with the very nasty looking orb in her hand. It was filled with something that was bubbling and Hitoshi was REALLY hoping she was careful with it as he had a feeling he didn't want to be around if that thing burst open.

"Yeah… but that doesn't mean I'm giving up. I'll just keep going."

~MC~MC~MC~

"I'm just… tired."

Ahsoka nodded. "I get it. I know you might not believe me but I get it. Its hard sometimes." She could sense the turmoil the blond man before her was feeling. His eyes were glowing orange and there was a hint of sulfar in the air that had been growing stronger the more he spoke. "But that's why I find people to talk to. To work with. Who can help me and I can help them."

"I don't have anyone like that."

~MC~MC~MC~

"You could have me," Mineta said with a grin as he moved closer, fingers trembling at the sight of the woman's big round boobs that were singing a siren song, asking him to grab them.

"I said not to get any closer!" the woman cried out.

"Aw, its okay…" Mineta said, reaching out. Just an inch more…

~MC~MC~MC~

"I can't do this," the man said, smoke beginning to pour out of his pours. "This stupid school… these stupid people!"

"Please~" Ochaco pleaded, forcing down her fear as she saw the upset man get even more aggrevated. She thought she had calmed him down but now he was even more riled up and the smoke grew darker and thicker. "Let's just talk, okay? No need to do anything rash…"

~MC~MC~MC~

"Maybe something drastic is the only way people will understand!" the woman shouted as she thrust out her hands, causing plasma to drop from her fingers.

Izuku's heart was racing but he held his ground. "You do that and you prove them right! And don't let them be right! The people that bullied you? That called you a villain? They're the villains! Your quirk is amazing! I can think of a hundred uses for it."

"You're just saying that," the woman snapped.

"No, I mean it," Izuku said, waving his hands about desperately. "Okay… do you want to talk hero work or the public sector? Or private? I have a lot of ideas. Are you artistic? With those plasma drops you could do a ton of metal working!"

"Metal work?" the woman said, confused.

~MC~MC~MC~

"Hey, I said back up!" Katzuki snarled, explosions popping from his fingers.

"You're just like the rest of them!" the woman screamed.

"I am not like ANYONE else but me! I'm not some shitty extra! Now back the fuck down!"

"You… you just want to hurt me!"

"Damn right I do! If you don't-"

There was a blast of light and Katzuki squeezed his eyes shut and shielded his face, leaning away from the suddenly explosion.

When he finally felt like he could open his eyes he found the woman that moments ago had been sobbing now standing there, her face impassive.

"I lied," she said. "I told you I had a heat quirk but I had made clear that others thought my quirk was villainous. It was a nuclear quirk, triggered by emotions. You just blew up 6 square blocks and with the winds blowing as they are contaminated another 11."

"…this was another fucking test?!" Katzuki shouted.

"Yes," the woman, who he now realized was an actor, said simply. "You will get your results in a week."

"No, fuck that! I'm taking the test again!"

"No, you aren't."

He flexed his hands, explosions blasting from his palms. "I'm doing it fucking again!"

"There are no do overs in the real world. Be thankful you only killed hypothetical people."

When it became clear that no matter how much he cursed her out or screamed at her she wasn't going to back down Katzuki let out a snarl of rage and stormed off.

It wasn't till hours later, alone in his room, that the ramifications of what might have been struck him like an arctic blast.

~MC~MC~MC~

"No… they want me to be a villain?!" the woman screamed, leaping to her feet. "Then I'll be their villain… not that they'll live long enough to realize it!" She held the orb high in the air.

"Wait!" Hitoshi exclaimed, showing far more emotion than he normally did. "What's in the orb?"

"It's-"

He seized control of her.

"Set that down so there is no risk of it doing anything dangerous," he said, having been thinking of what command he could give during the entire conversation. "Or anything that could harm anyone, including yourself or me." Robotically the woman did so. "I want you to sit down and remain there until I tell you to," he said, moving towards the door. He didn't want to leave her, afraid that his hold would break, but he needed help-

The door opened and a man in a tan tunic and white armor appeared.

"Careful," Hitoshi warned him. "She has a device-"

"I know," Obi Wan stated. "Its just a smoke bomb. It's okay." He placed a hand on Hitoshi's shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Its okay. While in this scenario that was a small thermal detonator in reality it is just a smoke bomb. But it won't go off now." He paused. "But were this real you would have just saved 572 lives."

Hitoshi didn't even realize he'd let the woman go till she came up to him, turning him to see that her tears were gone and there was a smile on her face.

"You… are going to be a wonderful hero."

~MC~MC~MC~

"But I failed," Ochaco said softly. "I didn't stop him."

"Sometimes we do fail," Present Mic said. It honestly surprised her how soft spoken he was at that moment; rather than being bombastic and loud he had begun to talk in a low near whisper the moment he had come in to let her know it had all been a test. "We of course want to save everyone. Civillians, villains, our fellow heroes. But… there are times where we have to make a hard choice. You floating him up would have ensured that he couldn't unleash the smoke and choke out everyone. Yes, he would have burnt out and died himself and there was a risk to yourself but you prioritized everyone else first. That was good." He paused as they reached the main gate of UA and Ochaco finally noticed that there were other teachers also quietly talking to people who had been doing the exam, as well as older teens that she wagered had been actors as well. "But you know what the most important thing is?"

"What's that?"

"Learning from this."

~MC~MC~MC~

"So by moderating how hot I make my plasma I could have it do etching itself on just burning through the metal?"

"Yeah!" Izuku said excitedly, scribbling away in his notebook. "And you could do some many different things there. With patterns you could make portraits in steel. Or maybe do abstract work. And if you were able to keep the edges melted-"

"Well," a voice said in amusement, causing Izuku to turn to see a small white figure in a suit smiling at him, "I suppose congratulations are in order, Young Midoriya. You are the only person who distracted your opponent long enough that they didn't even think to switch to being beyond reasoning with."

At once the woman Izuku had been chatting with leapt to her feet and bowed. "I am so sorry, Principal Nedzu! We just-"

He waved her off. "it is more than fine! In fact I am rather pleased! It seems Kenobi didn't take into account Midoriya's love of quirks! We'll have to consider that for next year."

"Oh!" Izuku said, eyes wide. "This was a test!"

"It was," Nedzu confirmed with a grin.

~MC~MC~MC~

"And you failed," Recovery Girl told Mineta, dragging him to the infirmary, the boy out cloud after his actor had forgotten that they were just pretending and actually used her quirk on the lech when he had decided to cop a feel.

~MC~MC~MC~

"But it felt like there was no way to win," Denki complained to his actress.

She shrugged. "Sometimes there isn't. I was told at a certain point I had to decide that I was going to cause destruction, no matter what you said to me. Honestly if not for that you would have convinced me to stand down if given about another 10 minutes… that story about you in school and your bullies was a good one to go with."

Denki rubbed the back of his head. "Thanks. I… get what its like."

"I'm sorry you had to go back to there for this," she told him. "And yeah, in the end I blew up-" Not really but that wasn't the point, "-but you did everything you could up to that last point. A bit panicky in the end but… you did good. Be proud."

~MC~MC~MC~

"It was designed to test you," Aisawa stated as he led Ahsoka out.

"To see how we handled a hostile situation where using our quirks aggressively would cause a disaster." She shrugged. "Or the Force."

"Exactly," he said. "Too many heroes think all they need to do is throw a punch or perform some special move and that will win the day. They forget that many times being able to talk things out is the best."

"Like a suicidal person," Ahsoka reasoned. "Or someone just having a bad day."

"Exactly," Aisawa stated. "More villains are created because of a single bad moment and not having someone there to help them. This year… we want to begin working on changing that. A new kind of hero."

Ahsoka nodded. "Right."

She paused.

"You are going to regret having me in your class. You know that right?"

"I'm already regretting in, Snippy."

Ahsoka groaned as he flashed her a creepy smile.