Could you tell that I had no idea how to do this fight? I may or may not have made multiple different versions of this event...oh well. Hope you all like...whatever this is!

Deep within the dark the faint sound of pencil on paper could be heard. It was quiet, more or less unnoticeable in any other situation but the lack of any other sound made it more loud and grating then usual. Like nails on a chalkboard. Scribbling and scratching, echoing in the dark and descending to a bar. A man with long grey hair sat on a stool as he stared unamused at a flickering screen. Images moved across it but no sound came out, the silenced noise of cheering people waving back at him. He had only just started to watch the show yet it took no time at all for Shigiraki to mute the television, their obnoxious sounds driving him up the wall. If it went on for much longer he was going to lose it and break something he shouldn't.

"Watch them Shigaraki." His master instructed. "One day any of these young heroes in training may cross your path. Watch there weaknesses and learn to exploit them."

It was a task that seemed easy on paper, watch a bunch of brats and learn. It's not like he's never taken notes on games before. Yet the longer he sat here the more angry he had become. That pro hero woman strutting their stuff and showing off like a prized peacock, loud, obnoxious and arrogant was annoying in itself but what really made him furious was the people. Happily living out there pathetic little lives, hoping around and squeaking like pathetic rats. Greedily gobbling everything given to them without a second thought, snatching her words up like it were a five star meal. Instead of what it really was.

Trash.

He hated all of them so much, could they not see how fake it all was? How they all dangled on strings just waiting to be cut. Just accepting everything said to be true, blissfully unaware of the danger at the bottom.

It was...revolting.

After what felt like forever the event started to come to an end, student after student crossing the finishing line before stopping to take a break. Every time a person crossed the finish line text would move along the bottom of the screen, giving a name and some small facts about the person along with a happy little picture of them.

Raising a hand he scratched at his neck, the all too familiar feeling for destruction rearing it's ugly head. The buzzing itch knocking at the back of his mind, polluting thought. He so wanted to do something, anything other then this. The only thing keeping him seated was his master's order yet even then it was testing his patience.

What good was just sitting around when he could be doing something?

Taking a deep breath he tried to calm his twitching hand, the other hand grabbing at his shaking wrist as he frowned.

What has been coming over him lately?

Even he is aware that he has been acting out of sort as of late. More angry and frustrated then usual. Deep breath, his shakes have come down enough for him to let his hand go. Shifting his body on the bar stool it squeaked under his weight as he started to go back to writing.

As a matter of quirk power it seems like that windy punk and Endeavor's prized brat would be the biggest threat to their rule. The two have both shown incredible strength and versatility. Two very impressive dps both powerful in their own right. Then there was the red headed shit. His smile overtly obnoxious and frustrating to look at yet it was his incredible super strength that was a potential problem. His skill ceiling was so high who knew how far it would take him, he may even one day grow stronger then...

Like a screeching truck his thoughts slammed to a stop. There, running across the finish line was that green haired boy. The healer, from before. He was smiling as he talked to what Shigaraki could only assume was his friends. Gritting his teeth Shigiraki's hand squeezed around his pencil, the frail thing splintering in his palm. Red eyes flickered to the bottom of the screen in an almost desperate attempt for a name.

Name: Izuku Midoriya. Likes heroes and quirks.

The small image being one of the boy smiling brightly at the screen.

The itch had returned all at once, flowing back like a tidal wave. He finally had a name to go with the face yet even looking at the boy infuriated him. Even while the screen moved on to the next contestant Shigiraki found himself looking for the boy in the background, his skin feeling hot like fire. It, was getting too much. Raising two hands to his neck he scratched at it frantically, a growl escaping his lips. Standing up quickly he knocked his stool over, turning away from that god forsaken television.

"Shigiraki. Where are you going?" His master called out to him.

"Out."

Swinging the front door he stepped out, slamming the door behind him.

A pause on the empty bar, a tick of time.

"Kurogiri. Go after him. Make sure he doesn't do anything foolish."

Giving a small bow the smoke covered butler shifted across the room before following after him. Leaving only the flickering light of the TV behind.

Converging after their thirty minute break they each were given colored bands, breaking off into their designated groups. Midoriya had tried to talk with the rest of his team during the break but they all scattered, Monoma refusing to even look at him before stomping off and the pink haired inventor apparently named Hatsume just sitting down right where she was standing to fiddle with some of her gadgets, any attempt of conversation stopping in it's tracks. The only member of his team who looked willing to talk was Sero and he didn't seem much like a planning type.

Letting out a small sigh he looked down at his orange band before clipping it to his waist.

"Alright everyone!" Midnight exclaimed over the crowd. "Now that everyone is nice and rested it's about time for use to get into the nitty and gritty of it."

Almost instantly the commotion died down, everyone turning back to the main stage where Midnight stood.

"Now that we have our list of plucky and can do heroes I think we are about to begin...except." Smirking playfully the older woman licked her lips, cocking her head to the side and placing her hand on her hip. "I may have missed one small detail. I mentioned before that each of the tail bands had a certain amount of points tied to it but I never mentioned how those points were decided. Each contestant will be assigned a value based on where they placed in the obstacle course. 32nd place will be worth 5 points, 31st will be worth 10 and so on. Pretty self explanatory, the only twist being that the 1st place winner, Inasa Yoarashi will be worth 10,000 points!"

The air suddenly changed, if it wasn't for the hot sun beaming down upon them you would have thought they just entered a new ice age. Everyone collectively turning towards blue team all at once.

Tilting his head Midoriya did some math in his head, his green eyes flickering around as he took count.

That would make the 2nd place person only worth 155 points...that's a big jump in points from 155 to 10,000. Yoarashi's points are basically an instant win as long as you had it till the end, which sounds a lot easier said then done. Everyone is going to be gunning for that band.

Looking over his own group he muttered softly to himself.

Even without the 10,000 points that puts blue team at 400 points compared to their 360 points. The only team worth more then them was Bakugo's at 425 and Kendo's at 395.

A crack of a whip silenced them once again.

"Again. I must remind everyone here that this is a hero school, which means no using your quirks for anything fatal, other then that there are no rules on how you get your opponents bands! Make sure to have fun out there!" Slapping the whip into her own palm she giggled. "Since I'm such a just and fair ref I think I'll give you five minutes more to discuss a plan! If you haven't already be sure to come to an agreement on who your leader is and swing by to be tagged accordingly!"

Looking over to his group, Monoma was just standing there looking more and more irritated, Hatsume was still tinkering with her gear while Sero raised a hand to cough into it. No one was going to say something first so he guess he had to.

"I think we should try and be defensive."

Monoma scoffed at that, looking away with a grumble. Sero stepping forward a little before talking. "What makes you say that Midoriya?"

"We start with the fourth highest amount of points. We're not packing a lot of physical fire power but we can slip in and out of combat easy enough. So long as we hold onto what points we have and take what points we can we should at least make it to the next round."

"I see, that sounds kind of like a good..."

Shoving his way into the conversation Monoma shouted, a frown pulled tightly against his face. "Oh give me a break! You are going to be the one with the plan? I fail to see how a GENERAL EDUCATION student is going to lecture ME on how to be a hero. You didn't even make it into the hero course! What in the hell are you going to do? You gonna heal their booboos!?"

Pressing forward he got into Midoriya's face, a finger raising to poke at his chest. "You can pretend to be a hero all you like but you can't fool me. You should have stayed in the nurses tent. Where. You. Belong!"

Deep breath, in and out. Don't hit your teammate.

Midoriya didn't even realize his hands were already balled into fist, slowly unclenching them. His voice grating out through clenched teeth. "I don't see you coming up with a plan, if we starting lunging at each other's throats no one is going to the next round."

Monoma didn't like that answer very much, his foot tapping in frustration before scoffing.

"It's just my luck to be stuck with a bunch of losers! A pathetic 1A member, a general studies and a support! None of you even have quirks worth using!?" Turning around he started to leave the circle, his fist clenched at his side. "Do whatever you want! I'll figure something out on my own!"

...and then there was three.

Looking down at the crazed inventor, she was tinkering on something. A large metal square box with straps on both sides. Walking next to her he watched her for a second before sitting down.

"What's that you are working on Hatsume?"

"Oh this! This baby is my omni directional backpack!" Holding the large metal box out to show him she waved it about before setting it back onto the ground to fiddle with it some more. "It has 360 directional sensors built into it allowing it to detect movement from any and all directions! Allowing me to move out of danger at all times!"

That sounds pretty useful...

Staring at her as she tinkered he could feel an idea slowly start to snap into place in his mind.

"Hey Hatsume, what do you say to being our leader?"

"Eh no thanks bush head guy! I'm not really a leader kinda person. I'm just here to show off my babies!"

Babies? Bush head guy!?

He wasn't sure if he should be offended by that or not...maybe he should try a different tactic. Nodding at the ground he turned his head in fake thought, raising a hand to rub at his chin.

"You know...if you were our leader I might have a way to make you the center of attention. Showing everyone how good your inventions were at protecting yourself and our points from multiple attackers at once."

She sat there tinkering for a few seconds before pausing. The screw driver hovering inches away from a screw. Suddenly her body grew tense like a jack in the box, her shoulders and head shooting up to turn towards him with a manic look in her eyes.

"Tell me more!"

"Listen up. Yoarashi, you are going to take to the air and create a tornado around us to keep us save. Everyone is probably going to rush us immediately so we're going to need it right away." Todoroki started.

Blinking a few times Inasa frowned before speaking. "Hold on, who put you in charge?"

"Just do it."

The air changed around the two of them as they stared each other down, neither of them looking like they wanted to back down. Slowly, a strained smile was slapped back onto Inasa's face. "Ok sure."

"Uraraka, you are going to take any debris that you can find and float them up to Inasa for him to use."

"O-ok um...I can do that."

"And Iida." Todoroki said as he faced the final team member. "You have the most mobility of all of us. It's your job to go out and play offensive. Try to get as many points as you can and bring them back."

"You can count on me!"

It felt like the three of them were talking to a drill sergeant, Todoroki's voice sharp and unwavering.

"Good." Todoroki looked amongst the three of them before speaking. "I'll form an ice wall around us to add to the defense. With all of that we should easily be able to hold on to our 10,000 points securing our victory."

"So wait, who's going to be the leader then?" Chimed Uraraka.

"Me of course."

"Is that smart?" Asked Iida, a hand raising to rub at his chin. "Would it not be smarter to give the points to Yoarashi? He's more vertical and safer in the air. You could be our main defensive force, protecting the 10,000 points with both fire and..."

"I will not be using my fire at all." Todoroki interrupted, actually getting angrier as he looked them all over. Looking past them and into the stands. "I refuse to use it in combat."

Crossing his arms Yoarashi nodded slowly, a finger tapping at his bicep. Looking away from the furious look in Todoroki's eyes he scoffed, choosing not to say what was on his mind.

Uraraka and Iida looked amongst each other, taking in the cold atmosphere before gulping. Both of them thinking the same thing at the same time.

What did I just get into?"

Looking around at the gathering groups of young adults Itsuka Kendo felt pretty good about their chances. They luckily ended up with a pretty solid team, a nice balance of recon and power.

To her right she could see Tetsutetsu and Sato interlocked in an arm shake, the two stronger men excitedly shouting about something as Tokoyami and Yanagi watched on confused, the two goths staring at the two jocks the same way you would a nature documentary.

Jocks in their natural habitat.

Letting out a snort at the thought she turned to see Mineta and Kaminari trying to flirt with Momo and Ibara, the two girls clearly not into it at all. They better be careful...Ibara was nice but can be kind of scary when pushed too far. She had gotten pretty angry at how flirty Set has been in the past...and she actually likes Set.

She could also see Pony, Mina and Hagakure have a happy giggling girl talk as Awase stood back unsure of what to say, kind of just standing their awkwardly. The three clearly hitting it off right away despite the language barrier while the boy was bored out of his mind...kind of looking like she would be in the situation. Her heart went out towards the boy. She was never good at that whole 'girl talk' thing.

Nothing seemed to be going on with the group of Sen, Kamakiri, Shoji and Honenuki. The group looking around at everyone else as they whispered amongst each other. Either they already had their planning straightened out or they had something up their sleeve.

Then there was the team of Bakugo, Kirishima, Kodai and Shinso. Bakugo doing most of the talking...er yelling. The blonde haired Pomeranian gesturing around as he shouted like he was a big dog or something, all while Kirishima tried his best to calm him down. She didn't know why the boy acted like he had something to prove but it was seriously starting to bother her. Maybe she would be more worried about him if he used his head for once instead of smacking it against walls until they broke...

Todoroki's team looked to be having the exact opposite effect. The tension in that group so thick she's surprised Todoroki and Inasa weren't already throwing hands. The two powerhouses facing forward and refusing to speak. Uraraka and Iida were trying to make a brave face despite it all but even they looked miserable in that environment.

The weirdest one, of course, was Midoriya's group. Him and two members of his team all sat around in a circle as the pink haired girl fiddled with the boots she used earlier, speaking in hushed whispers as she could only imagine what kind of plan Midoriya was thinking up. It was probably crazy and over the top if she had to place bets. Monoma was refusing to even pretend to tolerate their presence, instead choosing to sulk off into the corner.

"Hey uh Kendo?"

Snapping out of her thoughts she looked over to find that Jirou had moved over next to her. The girl looked...troubled. Her gaze flickering around before back to her.

"Yeah Jirou? What's up?"

Despite her best encouraging smile it didn't seem to settle the punk rockers nerves, instead it only seemed to have made her feel worse. She shifted her weight, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"Are, are we..."

CRACK

"Forgive me but I believe that is enough talking for now, we have a show to do after all!" Midnight shouted, her lips curling upward as she waved the whip about. "Lets see who the lovely leader is for each group!"

"Hold that thought Jirou, we have a game to win!"

"Cool cool..."

The groups converged, one member from each of their groups labeled as the leader with a bright red UA badge. Kendo's group decided to go with Tokage since she was the most slippery and the one with the most points tied to her. Purple team went with Mina probably for the same reason that Kendo's team went with Tokage. Yellow team went with Honenuki most likely because of his ability to change the environment. Black team went with Yanagi since she was the only one with range. White team went with Ibara which made sense since she was one of the strongest in 1B and her quirk was really useful at dealing with multiple opponents. Red team of course went with Bakugo. Blue team went with Todoroki, also not that big of a surprise even though Inasa had the 10,000 band and Midoriya's group went with Hatsume.

That one kind of confused her. She didn't know the girl at all but she obviously wasn't the physically fit type. There had to be a reason though. Squinting at their group the six teams were formed into a hexagon shape, each of them the same distance apart.

"I hope everyone has gone to the bathroom and gotten snacks during the break because the second event is about to begin!"

"Everyone remember our plan?" Looking over her shoulder Kendo whispered, the other three of her group nodding at her.

"Stick together, cover each other's backs. Try not to go too crazy on the points because that will paint a target on our back. We move fast and act smart." Chimed Shishida as if he was reading it off of a grocery list.

"Get ready!" The whip hung in the air.

"Also let's try not to be too serious and have some fun out there. What's the point of any of this if we can't let loose every once in a while." Smirked Tokage.

"Easier said then done when your quirk doesn't needs equipment to attack." Muttered Jirou next to her.

"In that case I'll have fun for the both of us!"

"Get set!"

Facing forward Kendo let out a slow breath as she tried to prepare for the unknown, her mind drifting to words spoken to her a long ago.

"Remember Itsuka. This world is unfair, but that does not mean it always will be. Change starts with effort, putting your everything into what you do. Sometimes no matter how hard you try you still fail but at the end of the day so long as you do the best you can you could say that you have lived your life without regret! Whenever you feel yourself doubting, reach deep down inside and say these words..."

"Maximum effort..."

"GO!"

Crouching down, in a blink of an eye Bakugo roared, his legs tensing as he leapt into the air. Propelling himself upward he raised both of his hands, pressing the bottom of his palms together light started to form. The light growing brighter and brighter until rocketing out, a large explosion flying straight for blue team.

Intercepting the blast Todoroki raised his hands quickly, a massive ice barrier forming around their team. The iceberg shaking from the force as sprinkles of ice showered down from above. The sound of explosion meeting ice was almost deafening, the heat radiating from the blast felt even all of the way back where they were standing.

"Woah! Hope someone brought sunscreen! That's one way to start a match!?"

Breaking into a sprint Kendo and her group leapt into the fray. The sounds of combat going off all around them, a canon firing rounds into the crowd as dust and rock flew around them. Running straight for an unexpecting Awase she clocked him across the face, knocking him to the ground long enough to snatch his badge and keep running, tossing the badge to Sets floating hand. The sounds of shouting could be heard behind her but they were already gone, using the smoke as a way to escape.

Sliding to a stop near a jutting rock she squinted against the dust. Jirou sliding up next to her before stabbing her jack into the ground.

"There's a lot of noise going on right now but it sounds like Purple team and Black team are going at it. Red and Blue are clashing and Yellow has yet to move!"

Bursting from the smoke rolled Tetsutetsu, his body covered in shining metal as he clashed against Monoma, his body covered in the same metal. Blow after blow their fist clanged together with a sharp noise, neither of them backing down.

"Not cool dude! Stealing my quirk like that!"

"Shut up and give me your tag! I don't have time for this!"

...

"Should we uh, interrupt this?" Whispered Jirou, Shishida and Tokage walking next to them to watch. For whatever reason the two boys were ignoring anyone but each other.

"Nah, I don't know what beef they have with each other but I say let them tire themselves out." Shrugging her shoulders Kendo chuckled before turning and running off into the smoke, the other three quickly following after her.

Blast after blast was fired into the icey walls yet every time Bakugo fired off a blast another one was quickly made. After ever break or crack in the armor it was constantly built again. Even facing his amazing explosive power it refused to shatter.

Damnit.

Gritting his teeth he could feel his wrist shake after every blast, the dull thrum of pain in his chest hanging in the background. Just waiting to strike.

He didn't have time for this! He didn't have time to be subtle.

Looking over his shoulder he shouted back at his team, the three idiots watching on. "Fucking help me you idiots! We have a team to destroy!"

Nodding quickly shitty hair smiled, his arms covering with armor before running at the barrier to punch at it. Only to stop in his tracks as wind parted and shifted around him, his body slowly starting to lift into the air.

"W-woah!"

Jumping back Bakugo narrowly avoided a chunk of ice as it crashed down right where he was just standing.

All of this was happening while the other two extras watched on. The tired looking fucker looking at him dead on with his baggy eyes, shaking his head and turning to head farther into the fray.

"You look like you've got it fine. There's no way I can help with that so I'm going to get us more points."

"Mmm!"

"What!? Hey! Get the fuck back here!"

He could practically feel a vein on his forehead bulge as he watched his two 'teammates' ignore his screams and run off to do god knows where.

Not far away Kirishima was flung into the air, crashing against the ground and creating a crack in the concrete. Standing back up the idiot had the nerve to give him a thumbs up.

His eyebrow twitched involuntarily. A shadow from a chunk of ice drifting overhead and getting closer fast. Looking up towards it Bakugo almost wished that this one would crush him.

...

"I fucking hate all of you."

Getting knocked back Izuku Midoriya held onto his side as he panted, green embers drifting from his mouth.

That was going to leave a bruise...

Moving out of the way from an incoming punch Sato continued his assault. His large powerful arms hoping to land another hit. Ducking low Izuku threw his shoulder into him, knocking him back just enough to push him into an incoming attack from dark shadow. The bird like shadow's arms holding him just long enough for him to snatch Sato's tag before moving on.

Running farther into the fray he looked over his shoulder to make sure that Sero and Hatsume were still following at a distance. Hatsume was working on something as she ran, a tongue sticking out of her mouth in concentration. While Sero was swinging about, protecting her the best he could and trying to get points along the way until they finally made it to the epicenter of the fighting.

Flinching under the sound of Bakugo's explosions he slide next to a fallen rock to hide behind it. Watching as Kirishima was launched into the air for the hundredth time.

He'll give them one thing. They sure are consistent.

Hurrying over to him his other teammates sat down next to him.

Looking over the four of them Izuku smiled before pausing.

Wait four?

Sure enough Kodai and a fourth member had joined their little huddle. Sero jumping back surprised, raising his arms to attack only stopping when Midoriya raised a hand to stop them.

If they were here to fight they wouldn't be sitting with them...

"...Hey Kodai. What's up?"

Kodai turned towards him with a neutral face, gesturing to the girl next to her. The goth looking girl having longish silver hair, one of her bangs covering her eye. "This is Yanagi. She is friend."

"Salutations green one."

That somehow only gave him more questions...

"Hello..."

"Mmm."

Flinching under the sound of an explosion he frowned at the two of them. "Why are you guys here? We're in the middle of something."

"Mmm."

"You want to trade?"

"Yes, I agree. A trade would be most beneficial." Nodded Yanagi, Sero looking amongst the three of them confused. "Kodai and my quirks only truly work when used in tandem with objects."

That made him blink in realization.

"So you guys are asking if I have anything you could use? Sorry but I don't really..."

"I have a bunch of extra screws!" Hatsume interrupted, not even looking up as she placed a box of bolts and screws onto the ground nearby. Immediately going back to work.

All three of them turned towards the newly placed box.

...huh. Ok, guess I'm bartering.

"I can give you that box of bolts, but what can you offer in return?"

Letting out a hum Kodai reached into her pocket, fiddling around a little before pulling something out.

Slowly, Midoriya's green eyes widened at the sight.

Rolling out of the way from a blast of lightning Kendo raised a hand to protect herself from a large green vine heading straight at her. Grabbing hold of the tendril she could feel her feet sliding back against the ground, the sharp pain of thorns digging into her enlarged fingers.

God she's strong

Gritting her teeth Kendo tried to push forward but struggled being able to even move. They were locked in place in a weird game of tug of war. Neither of them being able to break away.

Momo and Jirou were trading blows, Jirou blocking the strike from a bo staff, taking some steps back and shaking her stinging arm.

"Geez Momo, you can't just start swinging at me with a weapon when I dont even have my bat!"

"Apologies Kyouka, I am aware that it may seem unfair..." Crouching Momo reached into her forearm before pulling out a net gun, turning and firing it at her punk best friend. An action that she clearly didn't expect, getting knocked off of her feet from the force. "But I plan to win this. I will have to make it up to you another time."

"Oh c'mon!?"

Jirou thrashed around in the net to no prevail.

Walking forward to take her tag Momo was swatted away by Shishida, the large man growling at her as he increased in size.

"Hey!" Mineta cried out as he watched on, plucking a ball from his head to throw it. "Watch it with the boobs!"

Shiozaki's eye twitched.

Easily dodging the purple ball Shishida rushed the little midget, looking like the scene from a nature documentary. An enraged bear thrashing as he sprinted at a baby.

"W-oah! That doesn't mean fight me instead! Wait hold on, let's talk about this!?" He cried out.

Cries that ultimately went unanswered, the little purple man raising his tiny arms before getting punted like a football into the distance. His tiny body soaring through the air before skipping across the hard ground. Bending down to pick up his tag up from where it was knocked off Shishida turned it in his hands. Inspecting it a little before turning around to find the rest of the two teams watching on with mixed levels of glee. Only Kaminari looking horrified.

Straightening his back he fixed his glasses before speaking. "Apologies, I can get a bit too...aggressive, when my quirk is activated."

Raising a hand Momo coughed into it to clear her throat before turning away to hide her smile. "Oh no...our teammate. Whatever will we do."

"Yes erm, truly tragic."

"W-wait, is he going to be..."

"Nice hit Shishida!"

Jirou and Tokage didn't even pretend to be horrified, even giving him a thumbs up for good measure. Turning back around the teams started to go back to their fighting like nothing happened. Not a single thing lost.

Panting, ice starting to build up Todoroki's body as he fired off yet another torrent of ice. The cold wave shooting forward and colliding with an equally powerful blast. The two energies exploding outward before disappearing, leaving shards of ice and sparks behind.

"Bakugo fires off yet another impressive blast but it did no good against Todoroki's impossible defense! With ten minutes left on the clock who knows how much longer this power struggle could last! Will Bakugo finally crack the impenetrable fortress or will Todoroki stand tall amongst the destruction!?"

He had no idea how long this had been going on for but he could already feel his body getting slower, every breath coming out more ragged then the last. Bakugo didn't look to be faring much better, sweat dripping down his brow as he glared at him. Neither of them willing to back down anytime soon. He was able to see every pant and exhale from his own mouth, an all too encompassing cold running down his body.

Yoarashi and Uraraka were doing a good job at keeping everyone else back. The sound of combat turning into white noise around him.

Non of that mattered, all that mattered was him stopping Bakugo's endless assault. His ears were starting to ring making it hard to hear anything, it taking a second for him to realize that Uraraka was calling out to him.

"Todoroki!" The normally bubbly girl looked like she was going to get sick. "We need to come up with another plan! I don't know how much longer we can hold out! I'm pushing my quirk to my limit and Yoarashi is starting to get covered with your ice! If, if you use your fire we could..."

"No. We just have to hold out a little longer."

He will not use his quirk...he refuses to give that man anything.

Up above Yoarashi panted, ice creeping up his body, his eyes finding it hard to see anything amongst the shards of ice moving around in the tornado.

"Will you just listen to us for once!" He croaked out. "There is more at stake then your pride!"

Blood boiling under frozen skin Todoroki's hand become a challenging fist, his body unwavering.

"No! I refuse!"

Another explosion rang out, this one quieter then the usual but was ignored amongst the arguing.

"Stop holding back!" Inasa screamed, gradually getting angrier. A frown on his normally smiling face. "This isn't some game where you could..."

Turning his head Yoarashi's words petered out, blinking as he just now noticed the glint of green in the corner of his eye. It was there one second and gone the next, squinting against the icey wind he struggled to see anything. Todoroki and Uraraka looked up at him with raised brows, unable to see what he saw. Suddenly, Yoarashi's eyes widened, his arms raising to protect from impact as Izuku Midoriya flew through the air wall and collided straight into him.

A few minutes before...

"Midoriya...are you sure this is the best idea?"

Letting out a laugh he shook his head, wrapping Sero's tape around himself like a harness as the lanky boy watched on. Bakugo and Todoroki were still clashing in the background, the sound of their blast shaking the ground a little with how close they were. Luckily they have been so distracted with their power battle that they have yet to notice either of them, their little group going unnoticed for now.

"Absolutely not, but hey, lets try it anyway." Tightening the binding he peeked around their hiding spot to see. "Does everyone have the plan?"

Over his shoulder he heard some confirmations.

"If this works everyone will be gunning for us. Be sure to bolt as soon as possible."

"And if it doesn't work? What's the plan?" Sero's voice sounding nervous amongst the sounds of battle.

"We wing it!"

"Winging isn't a plan! It's what happens when a plan goes badly!"

Ignoring his yells he turned towards Hatsume, the girl looking back at him with a crazed look in her yellow eyes. "Are you sure your invention is going to hold?"

"Of course! All of my babies are as sturdy as they come!" Letting out a mad laugh that did not make him feel any better she went on. "If you manage to break my baby I will both be very impressed and also incredibly angry!"

"Yeah...hopefully it doesn't come to that."

Facing forward he looked for an opening, a lull in the combat that he could sneak in. Placing his hand to the ground to feel the moment, his knees bending and his right foot tapping against the ground.

There

Springing up from his hiding spot he made a dash for the tornado, reaching into his pocket to pull out a shrunken mine from the first event. He had no idea how Kodai managed to grab one during the race but he wasn't going to question it. Pulling a hand back he tossed it to the ground before jumping up to step onto it between his Hatsume's metal hover shoes. The explosive launching him upward and into the tornado, aiming straight for the center where Inasa was hidden. Flying upward he braced for impact, bursting through the windy wall and slamming shoulder first into Inasa, the force launching him back.

"In a crazy upset Izuku Midoriya fired himself at Inasa Yoarashi like a big green missile! Is that even allowed!?"

"Midnight did say anything goes for this round...the plan is solid. If not completely insane."

"What!?" Inasa screamed, trying to wrench him off.

Thrusting a hand forward he took hold of Inasa's tag before kicking off, launching backwards and outside of the tornado. Like a bubble popping the tornado dispersed in an instant, whether from shock or something else Midoriya didn't know. Tumbling backwards towards the ground he pressed the button Hatsume told him to, the hoverboots activating on his feet and making him weightless. Sero's teeth grinding together as he tried to reel him back to where the rest of their group was as soon as possible.

"Deku!" From his right Bakugo screamed as he launched himself into the air in a furious attempt to pursue him. "Where the hell are you going with my points!?"

To his left he could see Yoarashi take off after him like a bullet while Todoroki started to surf on the ground towards where he was going to land. Any formation the two teams were in were quickly forgotten.

The first to make it to him was Bakugo, the angry boy tackling him out of the air and knocking him sideways. He tried to fend him off as they rolled through the air, holding onto to the tag for dear life. Despite his best effort Sero's feet grinded onto the dirt, his lighter frame unable to handle the two of them. Raising a foot he pressed it to the rock next to him for extra leverage as he grit his teeth.

Pressing an elbow into Bakugo's face it was hard to tell which way was up, the two fliping back through the sky, air rapidly moving around them. In a last ditch effort Midoriya swung an arm back, tossing the 10,000 point badge through the air, the light piece of fabric swaying about as it started to drift towards the ground.

All eyes were on the tag, all other fighting forgotten as everyone ran towards it. Pushing and shoving each other for the coveted tag as if it were made of gold.

Both Todorok and Yoarashi rushing forward and raising their arms towards it.

In the middle of the crowd a arm jumped up to grab onto it. Calloused rough hands wrapped around old beaten fabric. Two bare feet landing on the ground.

Standing on a pile of rocks Mei Hatsume gave a big smile for the cameras as she raised the 10,000 points into the air, almost as if she was taunting them. All eyes were on her, both in the stadium and at home as she pressed the buttons on a headset, the stadium speakers crackling to life.

Finally, she had the stage all to herself. Everyone's eyes were on her...and man did she have a show to do.

Talking into the headset Hatsume's voice echoed throughout the entire stadium. "Hello and welcome to the Mei Hatsume tool demo! Gaze in wonder at my wonderful babies!"

...

Like a tasty fishing lure all 32 members of tail tag watched her wave the 10'000 points around. All other fighting forgotten as everyone rushed the hill all at once.

Falling backwards the next thing Midoriya felt was his back slamming into the cold hard ground, a gasp escaping his lips as pain shot up his back. Rolling on his side his green eyes opened wide, his wounds almost instantly closing, only leaving a sharp ache behind. Getting up as quickly as someone who had just broken their back he winced, rubbing at his throbbing head.

Looking around the stadium it was hard to hear anything over all of the yelling. It looked like he was knocked fairly far away from the fighting but even from that far it was still chaos. Gazing up at one of the monitors he watched Hatsume reach into a back pouch, turning to toss a handful of small spheres at a group rushing her hill. The small circles rapidly expanding before snaring the three of them together.

"Watch how easy it was to capture multiple attackers at once! With my compression spheres having to handcuff villains will be a thing of the past! They are sturdy, portable and easy to use!"

Gravel crunched as running up from behind Tetsutetsu lunged at her, leaping into the air and sticking his arms out to grab her.

"I got her!" He shouted.

Only for her backpack to let out a series of beeps, a rod shooting outward and pressing into the ground to easily move her out of the way of the attacker. Tetsutetsu missing his target and tumbling down the hill face first. "I don't got her!"

"And with my omnidirectional backpack sneak attacks are completely useless!" Swinging her arms into the air Hatsume let out a laugh, easily avoiding any and all people trying to grab her. Launching into the air to avoid a large shadowy arm of dark shadow, her foot landed onto Sato's shoulders to vault off of him, her backpack pushing her out of the way of a giant bolt landing where she was standing. Sero's tape wrapping around her to reel her away from the danger. Her turning around to wave at the cameras as she zipped past.

"All this and more was made by me! Mei Hatsume! When thinking about easy, affordable and life changing, think Hatsume! Hatsume! Hatsume Industries!"

Watching on to the destruction Izuku was speechless. Hatsume seemed a little unstable before but now...

He created a monster...

"Mic, stop staring with your mouth open."

"O-oh! Uh right! What a show ladies and gentlemen! Not a single person could even land a hit on young Hatsume! With only 5 minutes left in the match can she finish off strong for her team!?"

Right! They still had a game to win.

Sprinting off to catch up with the rest of his team Midoriya didn't notice Bakugo standing up to glare at him as he ran past, wiping the back of his knuckle against his mouth.

This could not be happening.

Moving amongst the sounds of combat Shoto Todoroki panted, his legs frozen and stiff.

His plan had fallen apart, some green haired general studies kid tackling through his defenses as if they were made of cardboard. He was a fool for underestimating the boy, he had thought that he was no one of note, that he was just another person with a weak quirk and even weaker convictions. That was a mistake he would not make again.

Sluggishly lifting a leg he could see ice starting to crack off of his own body.

You would think that he would be pain but really it was the opposite, he felt numb. Propping himself up against a chunk of rock he looked down at his hands, the color to his fingers going from his skin color into a lightly tinted red. Turning his head he could see Uraraka nearby as she was getting sick, Yoarashi trying to force his body to move.

They were lucky that everyone was ignoring them in favor of the 10,000 points because they were sitting ducks right now.

"Todoroki, Uraraka, Yoarashi, is everyone alright?" Jogging up to them Iida looked them over with concern. "I saw what happened from a far and rushed over as fast as I could!"

"We're fine Iida...d-dont worry about us." Uraraka mumbled, not sounding too convincing as she turned to empty more of her stomach.

Nodding along Yoarashi gritted his teeth into a smile. "It's nothing we can't handle..."

Taking some steps forward Todoroki tried very hard not to sound desperate as he spoke. "Did...you manage to bring back any points?"

Looking back at him sadly he nodded, reaching into his pocket to pull out a few tags.

"I did. I'm sad to say it's not much however, its brutal out there and I could only do so much alone. Luckily I managed to keep my own."

Taking the tags from Iida Todoroki looked down at them in his shaking, frost covered hands. "No. You did good Iida."

"Of course!"

It wasn't much but it was something...maybe they could still.

"That's time! The game is over!"

Or not.

Like cutting the strings to a puppet he fell to the ground, collapsing under the weight of stress and overexertion, his body screaming out at him. The air around them boomed with applause and cheering, announcing that the second event was over. All he could do was turn his head towards the monitor and watch as the points were tallied.

Their team did not place in first, or second, or even third...they placed in forth. Barely passing on to the next event only by a few points, if Iida did not come back with points that would have been it for their team...

First place with 10,375: Midoriya, Mei, Sero, Monoma

Second Place with 475: Kendo, Jirou, Tokage, Shishida

Third Place with 450: Shinso, Kodai, Bakugo, Kirishima

Fourth place with 425: Todoroki, Inasa, Uraraka, Iida

Even after the event has moved on to other things he still laid on the ground, exhausted and beaten. His eyelids feeling surprisingly heavy despite the noise around him. With a sagging head his eyes finally closed, fading away into an exhausted sleep. In his last conscious moments his mind started to drift, thinking about what could have been done differently. It was weird, he wasn't even that mad...just filled with a deep disappointment.

He had done all of the work, tried so hard to win and yet he lost to a team that was so much weaker then their own.

He should be happy, he told himself. He was moving on...and yet he felt nothing. Would he have finally been happy if he placed first? He doubted it.

What would it be like to be happy?

Holding his arms up to protect himself Midoriya winced after every punch that hit his shoulder, he's been hit harder in the past but he's also been hit lighter too...despite the slight sting from each hit he couldn't help but smile. They had come in first place! Letting out a laugh he playfully swatted at his best friend as she tried to bruise his poor poor arms.

"I can't believe you just did that!" She laughed, smirking up at him. "Showing me up like that, you're lucky I'm not mad at how reckless that was."

"If it makes you feel better I can't believe the plan worked either."

"Surprisingly, it doesn't make me feel better. Cant you think of plans that dont involve maybe hurting yourself?" Crossing her arms at him she huffed, shaking her head for good measure. "If not for me at least do it for your mother. You know she's watching this and almost had multiple heart attacks already right?"

He grimaced at that.

Yeah...that was a good point.

Others were starting to join them, Shishida, Tokage, Jirou, Kodai, Shinso, Iida and Uraraka all looking differing levels of beat up as they showed. He could not see Hatsume, the pink hair girl disappearing as soon as the match was over.

"That was crazy Izuku!" Uraraka laughed. "You were all boom! And slam!"

"I agree." Nodded Iida with a smile. "Although I would use less sound effects in my description."

"Pretty crazy green, I must say I'm impressed with how aerodynamic you are." Smirked Tokage.

Was that even a compliment?

"I can't believe I left you for thirty minutes and you already put yourself in danger again." Muttered Shinso tiredly.

"Mmm mmm!"

Letting out a laugh he rubbed at his neck, trying to ignore the pain of plummeting to the ground from high into the air.

"Thanks guys."

"Deku."

Surprising everyone Bakugo pushed through the crowd to face him, looking him over with a scowl. Kendo tensed a little beside him as she met his gaze with an equally harder one, only easing up when he pat her shoulder.

"Yes Bakugo?"

Looking up at him the blonde glared for an extra few seconds, just long enough for Midoriya to question if he was going to say anything else or if that was it.

"We need to have a word."

That was all he said, turning back around and skulking down into the stadium halls, just far enough for him to see before turning and leaning against one of the walls. Turning his head slightly at the sight he blinked.

That was weird...Bakugo had never wanted to speak with him before.

"All right, the matchups have been decided!" Midnight cheered. A round of applause going off around them. "All contestants please look at the screen to see your opponents!"

Jirou's heart raced as she quickly turned towards the screen, letting out a silent prayer that it wasn't anyone too crazy. Her eyes widening at the sight.

Round 1

Bakugo vs Hatsume

Kendo vs Jirou

Uraraka vs Kodai

Midoriya vs Monoma

Shinso vs Sero

Todoroki vs Yoarashi

Iida vs Tokage

Kirishima vs Shishida

She...was going up against Kendo. The same Kendo that did nothing but destroy everything put up against her like a semi truck. Gulping her gaze flickered from the monitor to the woman in person. The ginger haired woman standing nearby and still looking up at the screen with a smirk. Chewing on her lip she was reminded about what she wanted to ask earlier, suddenly finding herself hesitating. Walking over to her soon to be opponent she coughed into her hand to try and get her attention.

"H-hey Kendo."

Turning to face her Kendo smiled, her hands going to her sides.

"Hey Jirou, shame we have to fight so soon. No matter what happens I just wanted to say...good luck out there." Sticking her calloused hand out for a handshake Jirou's hands drifted down to it, looking up to meet a big grin of a smile. "May the best gal win!"

Taking her hand to shake it she felt her stomach doing flips inside of her, her mouth suddenly very dry.

"Y-yeah, you too!"

"Oh yeah since you're here, what was it that you wanted to ask me before?"

This was it...now or never.

"Right. I've been meaning to ask but I've been busy with...stuff." Which was a funny way of saying she was terrified of asking. "But are we...cool?"

Tilting her head Kendo blinked a few times confused. "Yeah? We're cool Jirou."

Letting out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding Jirou smiled, nodding her head slowly. Bending down a little as she placed a hand on her chest, letting out a relieved laugh.

"Really? That is such a relief. I wasn't really sure especially with how close you and Midoriya are."

Turning her eyes away from her she straightened out her back as she smiled. Relieved that she finally got that off of her chest.

"I mean after what happened with him in the past I thought you were going to kill me for what I did! I can't believe I spent all that time worrying about noth..."

"What."

A cold chill ran up her spine, her body going stiff at the sound of Kendo's voice. Turning to face the red headed girl slowly Jirou found not a hint of the friendliness left from before. Replaced was a cold icy fury that she had never seen on the girl. A hardness to her gaze that terrified Jirou to her core. Opening and closing her mouth Jirou tried to think of anything to say but words escaped her.

Her mom always used to tell her that she had to be careful with what she said else she live with something she'll one day regret. She should have listened to that advice and kept her mouth shut when she had the chance because standing before a furious Kendo, Kyouka Jirou realized something.

Itsuka Kendo had no idea what happened...

Notes:

Cut to me standing nearby, watching on as Jirou continues to dig a hole. Clumps of dirt and rock flying by and making a pile on the side of the continuous deepening trench.

"Jirou stop! If you dig any deeper it's going to collapse in on yourself!" I shout down below.
"Jirou! I know you feel guilty for doing a shitty thing when you were a kid but you have to stop digging! Jirou please! People care about you! Stop digging your own grave!"

But the screams did no good...because she had her headphones in and could not hear my warnings.