Chapter 05: [Judger of Crimson Eyes]

Izuku swore that he was going crazy with the wait. It had been almost over a week after the test in U.A and the green haired vampire was somewhat worried that he was not going to get an answer from the high school. Had they profiled him a danger to the other students due to his [Quirk]?

There was no way of knowing this, and that was after he combed through the web for any information he could find about it. Nothing outstanding came out of his search, his only findings were some trolls in online forums making false statements with how they had passed the exams.

The vampire sighed. He was somewhat ashamed of the way he had performed in the day. All contact Izuku had to combat had been ambushes or short instances where he had overwhelmed his adversaries with [Hemomancy]. During the physical portion of the exams, he had cut loose and simply let his body guide him. How that had resulted in his new Ultimate Move was a shocker to the pale teen.

After he destroyed the entirety of the 0-Pointer's inner structure, Izuku found that the red haze of bloodlust that overcame him also left him pretty much drained of strength for a while. Lucky him that Recovery Girl was running rounds as one of the staff-members. She first offered to heal him using her power, but the vampire had only needed to drain one or two blood bags for him to be up-and-running again.

It went without saying that of course he only got to drink his treat after he hid inside the nurse's office and had no one looking at him as he fed. Plenty of people were already shell-shocked after his stunt when releasing [Rage], there was no need for him to add to the list.

The vampire tried to distract himself by fiddling with his phone, but nothing of interest caught his attention, leaving the hemomancer to ponder alone in his room. His mother was out working to cover a shift for a friend of hers, so he had the apartment all to himself. Not that he could do much with that, considering he was a loner.

Ping!

His cellphone lit up with a text. Izuku slowly extended a tendril of blood from his left wrist to grab the device, lazily looking who had sent him the message. The image of pink dreadlocks smeared with a thick layer of grease and motor oil entered his sight, making Izuku stand up from his bed and go to the kitchen for a drink.

He unlocked the screen as he went to his mini-fridge, eyes skimming through the random assortment of blueprints that the girl had sent him to analyze and give his opinions about. Since Mei figured out that Izuku over-analyzed other people's quirks and their effectiveness for diverse applications, the girl began a full-assault upon his free time by working on diverse projects and presenting (read shoving in his face) him the fruits of her labor.

The majority of her projects were work-ready even in their crudest forms, but the little grease monkey was always going the extra mile in embellishing her "babies", which was the major cause for them exploding out of nowhere.

Izuku skimmed through most of the projects, bloodbag hanging from his lips as he slowly drained the contents. Her last batch of projects had been focused on his quirk, [True Ancestor], and to what limits he could push his abilities. She had been rather persistent in this, as an exception to the rule, the designs she had pushed out were all ineffective. The closest she had gotten to something that would aid him in the field were her nanomachines with a design focused on enhancing [Advanced Hemomancy].

Izuku left out the details in how he could acquire new abilities from the girl, otherwise she might began going around collecting blood from random people and try to feed it to him. His [High Speed Regeneration] would probably take care of any sickness that would come to him, but he preferred not to have to cure himself of nasty illnesses. Doctors had already tried settling a deal with both him and his mother in an attempt to create a miracle drug capable of healing anything. It did not go well. The healing factor in his bloodstream could only be triggered when his blood was fresh or in his command. Considering that, if he lost physical contact with any of his fluids it would degenerate rapidly, the efforts were mostly wasted.

Izuku sat on the couch of the living room and turned on the TV, waiting to see if Mei would send him another project or blueprint. He was about to finish his drink when the entry door was banged on rather energetically, a known voice on the other side of it. His phone also began to ring, Mei's profile picture being the caller. The vampire wondered what he would regret less: staying quiet and hoping for the girl to leave on her own or allowing her to enter and cause up a storm.

"Hey hey, Izuku! I hope you have finished looking over my blueprints, I already have a whole bunch of new improvements set for them, you know! I also know that you are at home thanks to this new baby I have designed based on that idea you gave me last time! My babies now have nocturnal, thermal and electromagnetic vision on them!"

He should really start controlling what he said around her.

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In the end, Izuku decided to let Mei inside his home, less she get herself in trouble by shouting anything else Mei-like. How could someone's common sense be so warped? He asked himself as he sank his fangs into another blood bag. He was getting really low on those and another visit to the hospital was due soon.

After her invasion of his home, the girl had immediately rushed inside his room and quickly cleaned his desk of anything that could get in her way, brushing aside some important biology books he had sitting there. She sat on his chair and began working on a couple of blueprints she had on hand, dirtying them with some grease that was stuck on her arms.

The vampire sighed and went to the kitchen to grab another blood bag, but found himself rather disappointed when he found his fridge empty. Somewhat frustrated, Izuku returned to his room to find Mei had opened a few of his books and was constantly using one as reference for her current project. He glanced at the cover, "Advanced Biology ", and wondered if she was trying to go over her nanomachine project.

As she noticed his presence, she the chair around and haughtily crossed her arms over her chest, pride glowing from her frame.

"You can express your joy now, Izuku! You'll be allowed to be my very first client and have the special privilege of owning my very first grand work. Check out the blueprint! I corrected the build of the nanites and tweaked them to be able to improve that salt-bomb reflex-thingy you mentioned that wouldn't work! See my baby now!" He picked the paper from the desk and began reading the design, the girl's golden sight-shaped pupils focusing on him to capture every detail and her goggles were recording the expression he would make when he finally gave his approval to her project. She would so much rub it in his face her success, since he had been constantly shooting down her previous designs. Some nonsense about how they would fry anyone's nervous system due to information overload.

The vampire focused on her work for ten minutes before handing her back the page. She was about to shoot into a great tangent about the greatness of her baby, however, the vampire grabbed the book she had been using and skimmed a few pages before he begun talking.

"First thing Mei, it's not a salt-bomb reflex-thingy. It's the sodium-potassium exchange process, which enables you to be able to function as you. Your nanites would not help the process so much as they would jumpstart it into high gear. I said it last time, you can't suddenly make the brain and the nervous system process this much information without making it heat up like an oven. Besides, natural adrenaline seems to be a much more safe alternative than having a kill-switch like this inside a person's head. Sure, they would capture information ten times faster than a normal person, but it would turn their brains into soup in three minutes." Izuku pointed out to her, showing numerous pages to confirm his statement, making Mei slump in the chair.

"Not fair, Izuku! You can't win every time! Besides, I'm pretty sure you can handle a little heat!" The mechanic-jumpsuit wearing girl complained to the vampire, pouting as he had effortlessly brushed aside her project like it was nothing.

"Mei, I know this is hard to remember, but not everyone can regenerate like I can! You can't just put the brain in overdrive like you are over-cloaking a computer!" Izuku shot his barb, folding the paper into a cylinder and lightly beating it over Mei's pink dreadlocks. Not that the action seemed to bother the girl as she began going over her papers before pulling one out and jumping from his chair.

"Whatever! I have the next very best thing right here with me! Let me check your body!"

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"Excuse me, what?!" Izuku blinked after a few seconds passed. That time was enough for Mei to disappear from his line of sight and get behind him. [Hunter Instincts] screamed danger as Hatsume's arms wrapped around his torso and her hands began running around his body. He tried to gain some distance from the girl, but she clung onto his back, hands running over his shoulders and unknowingly pressing her plentiful assets on him.

"My next baby will be a full exo-suit that will work as an all-terrain. You body seems to be a good template for me to work with. It's decided, you'll be my model!" Hatsume exclaimed, clinging even closer to Izuku.

"Nothing is decided! What the hell, Hatsume!" Izuku tried to intervene, but Mei could be mighty stubborn once she set her mind to something. Instead of releasing him, she locked her legs around his waist, increasing their closeness. At this distance, not even if she had been dunked on motor oil mattered, as Izuku could her the rhythmic beating of her heart. He tried once more to create some distance between the two, but Mei was pretty strong – considering she constantly carries piles of scrap metal it should not have been this surprising – and her hold was solid. Trying to separate them would imply in use of stronger force and the vampire was not willing to hurt his first girl friend.

She grinned, seeing as Izuku stopped resisting her, and once more began running her hands over his packed frame. Lean muscles that belittled the power they held, Izuku would be the perfect model for any armor or outfit project model that Mei would ever need. His knowledge and insight were insanely helpful when making babies and he had an ever so interesting quirk. Midoriya Izuku was someone whom Hatsume could truly appreciate.

Thus, she was not worried when she was suddenly slipped from his back and flung into his soft bed. Neither was she worried when he pounced upon her, agility surpassing any robot she had seen or built. Hatsume Mei was never afraid of the vampire in front of her, no matter the situation, but she had to admit that the sight of his frame over hers was one that could intimidate people. Normal people, that is.

Hatsume Mei was not your run-of-the-mill gal.

His emerald-green orbs were shining like rubies, consequence of the obscure power they held, Izuku's face began approaching hers as his eyes constantly searched for any move from her. Not that minded, she was constantly getting in people's faces too. She felt some sort of switch inside her head being tested, sudden thoughts sprouting in her head and all of them concerning the green haired hemomancer atop her. They quickly turned into build ideas she put into mental footnotes. The switch stopped being searched for, as Izuku's eyes left her pupils and focused into something close to her shoulder.

Maybe he had had some genius idea and needed to inspect her? She had done it earlier, so she understood his sudden urge. That was what made him such a great partner! Though, she found it weird when he opened his mouth and showed her his fangs, tongue wetting his lips as if he had found a tasty meal. Did he have food on his bed beside her head?

His tongue slowly ran over her left shoulder, a slowly numbing sensation happening where his saliva had been smeared. The strap of her sleeveless tanktop had been pushed aside to better allow access to his tongue. Mei wondered if she could also continue her analyzes of his body, so she moved her hands to reach his abdomen. Before they could touch his clothed torso, one of his hands quickly shot out and grabbed both of her hands with a firm grip.

She put more strength into her push until her hands managed to touch his abs, slowly running over his frame as he allowed her to inspect him once more. Mei opened a smile as she filed the ideas running over her head into what could be build now and what needed to wait until her entry into U.A, but they became jumbled together rather incoherently when Izuku bit her left shoulder, fangs easily sinking into her flesh.

Normally, she would feel pain as those fangs of his were able to pierce steel easily, but a dull and rather pleasurable sensation ran down her spine. His tongue continued lapping around the area, the numbing sensation slowly spreading. He did mention to her once how his quirk required him to drink blood constantly, so she did not gave it much thought. Friends helped friends, so Mei was fine with Izuku feeding a little on her; he did help her a lot, it was only fair she did help him too.

Besides, some ideas were sprouting in her mind about the type of support items she could build to aid the process. Ideas that once more became a mess as Mei began feeling a heat in her lower abdomen. When had his room gotten so hot and stuffy? And why was there a rod poking her leg? She could feel that Izuku had drank some of her blood as he made a low gulping noise. He rose his head from her left shoulder, tongue lapping the tiny rivulets of blood that accumulated where her skin had been pierced. His tongue lapped until the bleeding stopped, his head turning to her right shoulder to repeat the same process with slow and methodical steps.

By the time he left her right shoulder, Mei was panting hard and a rather uncomfortable heat had pooled all over her, the majority of it focused on her lower abdomen, as the girl felt her skin overly sensitive and warm to the touch. Her mind tried focusing on her projects, spread out over on his desk just a few feet away from her, but the heat did not allow her mind to focus. Or get as close as possible of that since she admitted that she wasn't the best at focusing into a single thing.

And there was this metal rod poking at her leg that seemed to be gathering more and more of her attention even when all it was doing was it being pressed into her. She would ask Izuku if he knew what such strange heat meant, maybe he would know if she had some fever or something, but Hatsume lost her chance as he dove at her right shoulder again.

This time, however, Mei felt Izuku's every action. From his labored breath to the slow sinking of his fangs into her soft flesh and the lapping of his rough tongue. A spring had coiled inside her before she knew it and when the vampire finished his last drink, never gulping more than a few milliliters, the spring snapped and Hatsume found herself releasing a sweet moan as the heat that had build up for so long finally paid off.

Her normally perfect vision blurred and to her surprise, even a few tears pooled over her eyes as she released steamy breaths.

"I-Izu–...w-whaahhh...ahhh." Her voice sounded more mellow than she had ever heard, Mei not even managing to complete her question as she continued panting.

It was like this that Izuku found himself waking up to, the red haze over his eyes gone as he felt crimson nectar flowing down his throat and warming his body, giving him a few memories of a builder and many tools. It also went without saying that he was beyond embarrassed by the sight of Hatsume under him, her eyes out of focus and a massive blush painting her face. Which was wrong to the power of 4. Mei did not blush!

He almost flash-step'ped away from the girl and bolted to the closest window, opening it to allow fresh air inside his room. His nose was picking up a musky scent coming from his own body, but also an intoxicatingly sweet smell coming from the mechanic girl. It took Izuku the better part of twenty minutes before he calmed down and Hatsume to become talkative again instead of the mostly panting mess that she was a few minutes before.

He gave her the excuse of going for some refreshments and bolted to the kitchen. She seemed to not mind his fleeting excuse, which he was going to take as a blessing.

After a few minutes to get his emotions and urges in check, Izuku decided to head back to his room. Before he left the kitchen, the vampire noted a letter on the ground close to the entry door of the apartment. Had his answer from U.A finally arrived?

He rushed to get the letter, carefully picking the envelope and immediately rushing to his room. He opened the door, forgetting that Hatsume was still inside his room. The vampire closed the door and sat on his chair, staring at the letter as if waiting for the contents to magically expose themselves. Izuku did stare at the letter for five minutes before Mei's hand grabbed his shoulder.

"You do know that letters don't open themselves, don't you Izuku? Come on, open it already! I'm pretty sure you passed, so let's just get the official green-card already! Come on, open up!" Mei shook him by his shoulders, making the vampire nod and agree with her.

Using his pointer finger claw-like nail, Izuku cut the top part of the envelope open, from which a letter and a metallic disk fell out. The vampire followed the disk, his eyes never letting a single movement from it flee from his sight, his earlier shameful moment with Mei all but forgotten for now.

The disk finally stopped in place, allowing the vampire to release a sigh he did not now he was holding. The disk lit up, revealing a projection of a rather famous American-themed hero.

"I AM HERE, AS A PROJECTION!" The booming voice of Allmight almost made Izuku feel as if the hero was inside his room. Mei squealed in joy, not at the hero, but towards the disk. "I must say, young Midoriya, your results were absolutely stunning! From your almost perfect score on the written exam, a place was surely guaranteed to you in the General Studies Course, yet you went beyond that. The very definition of Plus Ultra!"

Behind the hero, a screen lit up and started playing bits from his physical exam. The short videos displayed his aggressive combat, how he had destroyed many of the robots in a manner not unlike a savage beast. All the moments made Mei become a machine-gun, spitting out ideas for projects like a maniac. There was some antic were Allmight was scolded by someone in the back for taking too long in this letter.

"As I was saying. Young Midoriya, not many are capable of displaying the abilities or the nature you have, a hero who protects all and helps those in need, regardless of their situation. Even when you were many points ahead of the competition and had absolutely no need to help your competitors, you still did it anyway. With your score of 65 villain points plus the eight perfect 10's awarded in rescue points from our judging staff, your entrance score hits 145 points. Come, young Midoriya, continue displaying your abilities here at your HERO ACADEMIA! Go ahead and go beyond, PLUS ULTRA!

Let it be known that when Inko got home, the the woman almost flooded the apartment as the video of the disk continued replaying for various hours until the battery ran out. Izuku was paralyzed, not moving one inch from his chair as Mei continued fixing her building projects at his side. There was also the fact that she was sitting in the vampire's lap, but that's a tale for another day.

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The teen checked his backpack once more, his mother's orders, and confirmed that all his items were indeed safely inside it. He checked himself in front of the mirror, U.A's uniform fitting him nicely. Neither too large, nor too tight was how he had requested the grey colored suit. The undershirt he was wearing had a hoodie that he would use if the sun was too strong outside. No need to tire himself and abuse [Day Walker]. He still needed to drop by the hospital to get more blood bags after all.

Finally ready, Izuku left his apartment and headed to the train station that would take him to U.A. The train ride was quiet, the vampire not feeling any [Thirst] even when surrounded by people in his ride. He was still feeling guilty after his debacle with Mei, but the mechanic girl had not been stressed over the situation. In fact, she had offered him more blood and even convinced him of having a peck at her neck if he was feeling [Thirsty]. How she had managed to get him to agree with her was a mystery up to know, but his shock upon receiving the U.A letter probably had something to do with it.

Twenty minutes and two stops later, Izuku was in front of the prestigious U.A Academy school grounds. Many unknown faces, just as many quirks for him to discover and document up. His mouth watered a bit as his eyes focused on some of the more colorful students he could see. Yeah, he was still adapting to having improved sight, but thankfully he could only see a bit farther and with more precision. Nothing like the absurd 5km that Mei could push her vision to, but it was an improvement nonetheless.

Izuku breathed deeply, taking in fresh air and making his way towards his classroom. He still had time to spare, having decided to come earlier and avoid any attention. The new year was an opportunity to finally make new friends, but Izuku hoped to take it easy. He found the door to his classroom and took in the detail that the sliding door was way too big.

Sliding it open and entering, the teen found that some people were already inside the class. A boy with dual colored hair and a face-scar, a rather developed girl with her hair in a ponytail and a smaller girl with two jacks protruding from her earlobes. All were scattered in various seats, but their eyes settled upon the new entry in the room.

Izuku nodded to them and rose his hand in a silent greeting, also receiving silent acknowledgement from his classmates. So far so good, he hadn't scared them off with his appearance. He did his best to avoid showing off his claw-like nails or his fangs, opting for a seat in the middle of the class. Not too close, neither too far from the other students. Just like the books he read for self-help, maintaining a respectful distance was essential in making good impressions.

He placed his things in his desk and quietly sat down, waiting for the others to come about. His ears easily picked conversation between the two girls in class, but he opted to dull his senses and avoid spying on them. The other boy inside the room seemed to be well in his own, so Izuku decided to just wait for the other arrivals. Four were already inside the class, sixteen other teens to come.

As time passed, the class slowly filled up. From a blonde guy with a black bolt streaking his hair to a taller fellow with bulky elbows, a pink-skinned girl chatting up with a redhead with sharp teeth. Frog-look-alike girl slowly walking to class, a raven-headed teen and another guy with a tail. Class 1-A was full with many different figures.

Small pockets of conversation were sprouting here and there, but all conversation settled when one figure entered the room. Ash-blonde hair and as pleasant as ghost-pepper candy, Bakugou threw open the sliding door and walked to his chosen desk as if he owned the class. His usual scowl in place, Katsuki almost growled when he saw the green hair and the pale expression of Izuku. The two stared at each other for a while, but Bakugou decided to sit down with only a click of his tongue. A fact that Izuku took as a blessing, if only because the blond sat two chairs away from him.

When a tall fellow with glasses entered the class as stiff as a robot, Izuku almost released a groan. Glasses-kun from the exam, just my luck. The vampire picked the stiff steps from the blue-haired teen coming close to him, but he sighed in relief when the boy stopped in front of Bakugou's desk.

"Hey there! Such disrespectful behavior shall not be tolerated inside this classroom. Your rudeness might give the wrong image about our class to our sensei and as a fellow classmate, it is my duty to request that you take your feet from your desk and properly sit on your chair." Glasses-kun requested of Bakugou, which made the bomber release a loud sneer from his mouth.

Izuku zooned it out, focusing in his open notebook. He began selecting pages and taking guesses at the quirks of those present in the class, first focusing on those that hade the easier physical alterations.

The girl with the frog features; the teen with a raven-head; the smaller boy with purple hair; blonde boy with a lightning bolt on hair; jack-ears girl; the teen with six arms; pink-skin girl. All of them were quickly sketched in his pages as Izuku tried to pick apart and settle back the puzzle that was guessing their [Quirks].

His focus was only broken when he noticed footsteps coming his way. He rose his head to see who was coming towards him, eyes quickly settling upon the bubbly girl with brown hair. Her face bloomed a smile as she recognized him. He did not know this girl, but she seemed happy to be seeing him here.

"Hey there, freckles-kun?" Izuku found the sudden nickname strange. Yes, he did have freckles in his face, why was that the thing she had settled his image about? Not his pale expressions or his fangs, but his freckles?

"Man, that thing you did with that big robot was amazing! The way you went babababa and them swoosh, that was really cool!" The girl did try to express herself, but the sounds made it hard to guess, were it not for the fact that he knew what she meant. How he had [Rage]'d and let loose on the 0-Pointer.

Many of his fellow classmates perked up at what she was saying, many whispers about the 0-Pointer and a red blur being the most prominent. The bubbly girl would continue talking, but another two sounds caught the attention of the vampire. The quick shuffling of feet, as Glasses-kun rushed to Izuku's chair, and the sound of something dragging on the ground close to the classroom's door.

The door opened silently and the vampire finally had something with which to pin the sound of cloth dragging on. A yellow sleeping bag that resembled a giant caterpillar, from which an unshaven and unkept face popped out.

Izuku's eyes almost shone like rubies, Eraserhead being easily recognizable for him. The man felt the eyes of the young teen on his frame and stared right back at the emerald-green pupils which slightly glimmered with barely hidden crimson light. For about eight seconds, Eraserhead (or Aizawa Shouta) waited at the door of the classroom for the students, apart from the green-headed one, to notice his presence.

"If you all are done wasting time, your homeroom teacher had arrived." Lifting himself from the ground and shedding his cozy sleeping bag, Aizawa made his displeasure at the antics happening inside 1-A known. He fished for something inside his bag, taking out both a supplement pack and a P.E uniform. After he threw the uniform to the closest person, bubbly-girl being struck on her face by the uniform, the hero quickly sucked his supplement-pack dry.

"I expect you in the P.E grounds in five, we are having a quirk-apprehension test." No more explanations were given by the pro-hero, seeing as he quickly vanished from sight and left the students with one thing in their minds

"""WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"""

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The P.E uniform was a tighter fit than what Izuku was expecting, but he could make due. Lucky him that his undershirt was allowed, so he could at the very least shield himself from the major effects of the sun. [Day Walker] covered for what he could not cover (mainly his arms), so Izuku wasn't worried about much trouble today.

The rest of his classmates came, some rushing so as to not piss off the lanky teacher that was waiting for them. As the last student fell in line, Eraserhead began talking.

"It seems you have taken my advice seriously, good!" The pro finished setting something in his phone-like device, eyes only trailing over the trainees in front of him. "From this moment onwards, I'll be your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta. Listening to all of you introduce yourselves would be highly illogical, considering you aren't U.A students yet, so get ready to show me you are worthy of being here. Now, for your first test..." Shouta's words left many of the class in shock. What did he mean they were not true U.A alumni?

One of the girls rose her hand, and Izuku noticed that she seemed rather composed.

"Sensei, what might you mean by that? We all have either been recommended or have passed the examination test." The tall girl with long hair tied into a ponytail said, confidence practically oozing from her frame.

Confidence which was almost crushed by one look of the seemingly sleep-deprived man.

"So what? Just because you were recommended or have destroyed some robots, that proves me nothing about your qualifications in heroics, except you have a grasp over your quirk. Your first and true test starts here and now!" Aizawa's voice got somewhat deeper as his eyes run over the entirety of the students present here, grasping any and every body language that these kids could and couldn't control.

"B-but teacher? What about the entrance ceremony? The guidance counselor?" Bubbly girl asked, her voice showing some nervousness.

The pro scoffed, tilting his head sideways, his expression always a mix between boredom and utter disinterest. "As if we have time for any of those! This course here is the best for heroics, which means that the students are granted bigger freedom for development, but such freedom is also granted in us in how we deal with you lot."

The man proceeded to get closer to Izuku, his bloodshot eyes intimidating the vampire.

"You, Midoriya Izuku, what are the standard eight's?"

"They are the government's standard physical tests for average performance." Izuku answered, hoping to not have gotten those wrong. As Eraserhead nodded, Izuku released a tense sigh.

"Good. Softball pitch, standing long-jump, 50-meters dash, endurance running, grip strength, sustained sideways jumps, upper-body exercises and finally seated toe-touch. Those are the ones all of you will be performing here today, except that you will have the freedom of using your [quirks] in any way that will increase your performance." The man did a round around the kids, returning to Izuku once more.

"Midoriya, what was your longest softball pitch record?"

"That was about 56 meters long, sir!"

"Somewhat average. Now, use your [Quirk] to throw it as far as possible. Don't hold back, just don't exit the circle over there." The instructions done and having given the teen a softball, Aizawa left Izuku behind and stood somewhat far, just enough to have all the students in his eye-sight.

The vampire made his way to the circle drawn on the middle of the field.

I have to reign in my [Hunter Instincts] and draw just enough to help me. I guess a slight use of [Hemomancy] is enough for this one.

Izuku did a couple of deep breaths, focusing on the life liquid running inside his veins. He was already strong, his muscle training guaranteed that he could easily shear metal plates. Now, having given free reign to try his best, there was no way Izuku wasn't going to experiment with his [True Ancestor].

Pulling the power of his blood, Izuku let it slip between the pores of his skin, just enough blood to cover his right arm. The blood began building up, covering his arm in crimson and getting some gasps from the audience. As the vampire accumulated enough for a full gauntlet, he stopped his blood from seeping anymore and focused on what he had. Assuming a proper stance for throws, the teen made the blood inside his body move along with the muscles, increasing their strength and performance.

Izuku then quickly turned crimson liquid making up his gauntlet into a [Blood Spear], the softball sunken inside the blood. Just like throwing a javellin, Izuku made the bloodflow in his arm increase to absurd levels, veins popping up all over the length of the limb as he motioned his throw. Legs firm on the ground, properly shifting his hips and throwing his arm at the exact angle, the vampire's throw made his [Blood Spear] quickly rise up and go far, as the ground under him slightly cracked.

Many awe'd sounds came from his classmates as Izuku's crimson spear flew far. After a few seconds, Eraserhead showed everyone the screen of his device. On it, 350.5 meters were in display, increasing the sound from the majority of the students.

Bakugou scoffed, sure that his score would be much better than the shitty bloodsucker's.

Eraserhead then called attention back to himself.

"Knowing the limits of your abilities and how versatile they can be is the base of any hero. That base is the foundation from where he improves or figures out how effective he can be. A rational mind makes a rational decision based on the rationality of his limits." Aizawa declared, tired eyes looking for the reactions of his would-be students. And the fun part starts here!

The students were displaying their enthusiasm with being able to use their quirks as they pleased.

"Holy damn, that looks so manly!" Redhead said, pumping his fist up.

"A rather fitting method of qualifying the students and all their skills. Rather fitting for U.A, as expected!" Glasses-kun nodded many times, one hand crossed over his chest as the other held his chin.

"That looks so fun!" The pink-skinned girl loudly proclaimed, smiling towards the bubbly girl with brown hair.

Bingo! Eraserhead's eyes became covered by his messy hair as he released some killing intent towards the teens. On the blink of an eye, the mood surrounding the students had gone from cheerful to cold and full of aprehension.

[Hunter Instincts] was blaring loudly inside Izuku's head, the teen much aware of the no-nonsense attitude that Eraserhead was known for. He gulped, waiting for the reaction of the teacher.

"Was that what you expected when you came to U.A? To have a good time after classes, going out with your friends and spending three years carefree?" Aizawa lifted his hair from his eyes, eyes shining with a red glimmer and giving the teacher a rather dreadful look.

Izuku noticed that his teacher's eyes weren't simply the eyes of a teacher or a novice aprendice. Eyes that had seen the scum of the world, eyes that knew society was not fair or nice. His teacher had the same blankness in his eyes as the first true villain Izuku had met, Stain. The eyes of someone who had killed for the benefit of society, someone who had an unshakeable idea of what being a hero meant.

"Fair enough then. The one placed in last will be judged as worthless and will immediately be expelled from U.A FOREVER!"

The words were like a sledgehammer inside a crystal store.

"What the hell?!" Shouted the small, purple-haired boy.

"A true trial-by-fire situation for us to overcome." Raven-headed teen nodded, looking as serious as ever.

"That is way too unfair, Sensei!" Bubbly girl exclaimed with a nervous tone. She became much too meek as Aizawa's glimmering eyes settled upon her frame for just a few seconds.

"Unfair? You are training to be a hero, there will be nothing fair about it. Can natural disasters be fair? Could you complain about fairness to those abusing their quirks in villainy? Can you make a massive accident resolve itself if you complain about its unfairness? Even now, unfair things are happening all around Japan; it's our job as Heroes to correct that unfairness. As the school motto says : Go Beyond, Plus Ultra!" Aizawa's last words made the entirety of the class nod their heads, everyone willing to give their 100%, our vampire being no exception.

The following events showed that everyone in class had a clear reason for being there.

Glasses-kun was the top contender for the 50-meters dash, his legs roaring like engines being the major thing about him. Izuku theorized that maybe he was part of the Tenya family, considering they were famous for their [Engine] quirk. Izuku was no slouch either; he was paired up with Asui Tsuyu, the girl with frog characteristics. The vampire finished first, flash-step being his trump card for his 4.99 seconds. Asui came a moment after him, with a score of 5.58 seconds.

Another person with the spotlight was the taller girl with a ponytail. Somehow, she managed to bring about a scooter to help her finish in 3.56 seconds.

The Grip-Strength test was one with major contestants. In first place came about the silent and tall teen with a shinobi mask scoring a whopping 540kg. Another guy with some luscious lips ingested some sugar (Izuku hoped it to be sugar) and pulled about 450kg. There was also a boy with a tail, which used said limb to achieve 300kg by simply putting his tail through the handle of the sensor. Izuku himself used [Hemomancy] to once more increase blood flow on his arm as well as also using his blood gauntlet and putting out 200kg.

The long-jump was where Tsuyu Asui did shine, her legs allowing her to score the greatest of all. The tall girl, whom Izuku managed to hear from the earjacks to be named Yaoyozoru, once more did great as she brought a pole out of nowhere to aid her. The teen who could shoot lasers from his belly also did good.

The softball pich also did have its own number of high-scorers. This time the bubbly girl, Uraraka Ochaco, did take the first place with no way of being contested as she used her quirk to simply send the ball floating up. When the sensors around the U.A's P.E field could not pick it up anymore, the result she got was an overwhelming infinity. Yaoyozoru took second place, this time using a cannon to fire the ball about 2km away. Bakugou also did well, his throw being 705 meters, much to his fiery fury for not being first place.

There was no test in which someone couldn't do well. Even the invisible girl. Yeah, his class had one girl who was invisible, Izuku only managing to sense her after the endurance run, in which he picked up the scent of her sweat and added it to the floating P.E uniform. Many of his classmates got scared as they suddenly found their attention called out to the girl.

By the end of the tests, all the students were tired, although some more than others. The vampire was somewhat winded, as constantly keeping [Day Walker] activated was more taxing than usual due to the intense activities of the day. He lightly steamed, but took comfort in the fact that his classmates were not distancing themselves from him. Small victories, Izuku told himself with a slight smile.

"The results of the tests are here." Aizawa announced to the class. He plugged his device to one of the nearby bots and a screen was projected up, showing a list of names and their placing.

1 - Yaoyozoru Momo

2 - Todoroki Shouto

3 - Bakugou Katsuki

4 - Tenya Iida

5 - Midoriya Izuku

6 - Tokoyami Fumikage

7 - Shouji Mezou

8 - Ojiro Machirao

9 - Kirishima Eijirou

10- Ashido Mina

11- Uraraka Ochaco

12- Kouda Koji

13- Sato Rikida

14- Asui Tsuyu

15- Aoyama Yuuga

16- Sero Hanta

17- Kaminari Denki

18- Jirou Kyouka

19- Hagakure Tooru

20- Mineta Minoru

There was some tension in the air, no student speaking, but Aizawa was sure to break the stagnant flow.

"Well, there you have it. Mineta, pass by the teacher's longue and have a word with the principal. You. Are. Expelled!"

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The wail of the tiny teen was loud. The purple haired teen began crying like there was no tomorrow, the class too stunned to have any other reaction. Aizawa was true to his word, that much was seared inside the minds of the remaining students.

"B-but...sensei...w-was that not a ruse to bring about our best?" Yaoyozoru asked with a trembling voice. She was sure that Aizawa would never expel a student, there could be no way for him to have that kind of authority. Was there?

"I'm sure I've made myself pretty clear when we started this test. The last place would be judged worthless and be expelled. Or would you be so kind and take the fall for him, Yaoyozoru?" The cynical way that the rough man told the taller girl made her flinch at the mere thought of being expelled. Seeing no other student willing to complain, Aizawa gave all the students a smile which did not fit his face.

His eyes once more were glimmering with the power of his [Erasure] quirk, the man not aiming at anyone in particular and thus not affecting the students. Yet they all felt his gaze, almost as if being stared into your very soul and being judged for everything you have done.

"Welcome to the 1-A's hero course, students! Go beyond, Plus Ultra, remember?"

Shivers ran down the spines of all the students. If this man decided, no matter what anyone else said, their careers would end before they even started.

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[Hero Corner]

Name: Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead).

Quirk: [Erasure]

Profession: Pro-hero, U.A's 1-A Homeroom teacher.

Number of expelled students: 156

"Be rational. The world is already full of fools and my job is to impede any fool of getting in the way of saving people. Being rational is the best way for one to approach heroics, everything else adds up to becomes part of the foundation of a hero."