Four weeks passed, and the Sports Festival started. Class 1a was waiting for three more people to arrive; Momo, Kyoka Jiro, and Izuku.
Momo entered the room. "Okay, Jiro's behind me, do not stare," she stated; Kyoka walked in, and everyone was stunned by her sudden change. She suddenly grew to Momo's shoulder, and her body was curvy. Her chest could easily match Uraraka's and Mina's, her tushy was plump, and her thighs were slender but toned and ample. Her hair reached her upper back and was shiny and lustrous.
"That's Jiro!" a bunch of the class gapped.
"Yeah, it's me," Jiro rolled her eyes. "Now they pay attention to me," she told herself.
"What happened to you?" Mineta drooled.
"a sudden growth spurt," Jiro shrugged, knowing Izuku had something to do with it but was grateful.
Aizawa walked in. "All right, everyone shut it and sit down," he ordered dully; everyone sat down and saw one still missing. "Where's Midoriya?" he looked around.
"He didn't come in yet," Kaminari replied; Izuku swung the door open and walked in just then.
"Speak of the Devil, there he… is," Kirishima trailed off as the whole class and Aizawa were stunned; his hair was a dull led blue spikier and defying gravity, and his eyes were the same color.
"Sorry if I'm late; I was getting in some last-minute training," Izuku apologized.
"Uhm, no worries, we just sat down," Sero waved it off.
"Oh, I got worried for no reason," Izuku said and sat in his seat.
"Now that everyone is here, we can begin," Aizawa started. "Treat these games like you're being interviewed," he said seriously.
"There just silly games, so I can crush everyone," Bakugo scoffed.
"Oi, show some respect; the games will be watched by heroes who will be watching to see how we would perform in real life and also to recruit us in their agencies if they like our performances," "It's not about crushing other classmates," Izuku spoke up calmly and sternly. "Don't you know anything? Wait, I know the answer: Of course not," he said.
"I know plenty to blast you away, nerd!" Bakugo yelled.
"Yeah right, like you blasted that Slime Villain away," Izuku waved him off.
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!" Bakugo hollered.
"You know exactly what it means," Izuku replied. "But moving on, Aizawa," he ignored Bakugo and looked at Aizawa.
"As I was saying," Their Sensei continued. Shoto was looking at Izuku with interest, observing him. "Now everyone had to the arena locker rooms and change," Aizawa ordered. Izuku was the first to get up. "Well, you heard the man; let's go and get ready," he said, walking out.
"Okay, did anyone notice a change to Midoriya? His hair was spiky and blue," Toru answered as everyone got up.
"The only time we see him with blue hair is when," Iida started. "When he powers up into his super modes," he gasped.
"His hair was a dull led blue; led blue was called Supernatural Ultra Force," Momo told them.
"But he seemed so different like he was his normal self," Mina spoke. "His normal, quiet, serious, stone-hearted and cold, but handsome and brave self," she blushed; Momo glanced suspiciously at Mina.
"From what I saw, I believe he is in his Supernatural Ultra Force state," Aizawa spoke.
"He told me the drawback of either mode is it chews through his stamina and energy faster," Momo explained to Aizawa.
"Indeed it is, or it was," Aizawa stated. "But Midoriya found a way to stay powered up without creating a strain on his stamina or energy supply since his quirk lasts long as his stamina," he said.
"That means he can power up to a more powerful body when he fights," Kirishima said.
"You're missing the point," Shoto finally spoke in a monotone, getting everyone's attention. "It's not about powering up. The point is that he won't have to power up when he fights. He can use all the energy stored away but not waste energy or stamina and only go higher when he needs to," he explained. "Damnit, it's so ingenious," he huffed.
"And smart," Aizawa complimented. "Not to mention a level of knowledge and experience beyond someone so young, also the way he fights, no movement is wasted, every move is fast, precise, and accurate," he thought to himself. "A level beyond a 1st year," he added.
"Damn nerd, he's getting further ahead of me. How is it that the once coward and weak Deku gets to rise this much when me, the best, is falling behind this cheating bastard," Katsuki seethed.
Time skip to Stadium
Everyone was getting changed into the gym uniform.
With the girls
"Man, I wish we could wear our costumes for this," Mina sighed.
"Not everyone has a costume; it's just so this makes it fair," Ochaco explained.
With the boys
Everyone from Class 1A met up in the waiting room
Izuku was already dressed in his uniform, waiting for them with his hair still in his Supernatural Ultra Force state.
'Ding bzzt' Went his phone; Izuku looked at it was a message from Toshinori.
'Your suit is all done,' it said.
Izuku put his phone in his locker number and headed to the waiting room; Aizawa came and saw Izuku was the only one ready "Punctual as ever I see," he stated.
"Always," Izuku nodded.
"Good luck to you and the others," Aizawa stated before leaving but turned around. "Oh can you make your hair go back to normal? I can't take you seriously with blue hair. It's confusing," he stated.
"As you wish," Izuku answered as he powered down, his hair turning back to normal.
"Thank you," Aizawa said dully and left.
5 minutes later the others met up with him; Izuku was listening to music and meditating to keep his mind sharp and focused.
He was listening to
Track # 7 Two Steps From Hell
Never Back Down, Victory, Protectors of the Earth
Europe
The Final Countdown
Izuku then felt a presence come up to him, making him open his eyes; he saw Shoto standing before him, taking his earbuds out and locking eyes with him.
"Can I help you with something?" Izuku questioned politely.
"You're undeniably strong and skilled; as it stands, you and I are the strongest in our class. But no matter what, I will beat you and win," Shoto vowed.
"Did Todoroki just challenge Midoriya?" Kirishima dapped.
"Hey man, we shouldn't fight amongst our friends," Kaminari placed his hand on Shoto's shoulder, and the icy-hot Quirk user slapped it off.
"I'm not here for friends; I'm here to win," Shoto stated coldly. Izuku just stood up, meeting him eye to eye.
"I admire your resolve; I'm looking forward to matching up with you," Izuku smirked. "But fair warning, it's not just me; you have to watch out for the other classes and our classmates," he added with a sharp gaze. "But you will not have a chance if you hold back against me. I suggest you nut up or shut up and shape up if you ever want to win," he warned.
"I'll never use what that devil gave me," Shoto stated coldly.
"Then you will never beat me that way; you'll lose like that, all because you're being held back by your past," Izuku said firmly. "The past may not always be easy to remember; believe me, I know. But it's a milestone from where we came from and how far we reached and have achieved," "But what matters is to find the strength and resolve to move forward," he finished.
"Hey Deku! I declare war on you too. Half-n-half is the wrong one to take on!" Bakugo butted in.
"No one was talking to you, so back off. Besides the whole class saw what you can do against me; diddly-squat," Izuku informed coldly.
"Are you saying I don't have a chance!" Katsuki yelled.
"You said it not me," Izuku stated.
"The Battle training was a hoax; this time I'll beat your ass to Hell and back!" Katsuki snarled.
"Surely you remember what I did to those three Nomus? How do you think you'll fare any better? I doubt someone with no training and reckless, hot-tempered, and inexperienced as you wouldn't last long," Izuku said.
"You got extremely lucky!" Bakugo shouted.
"In my experience, there is no such thing as luck. What matters is; if you believe in yourself and your abilities, and you remain undeterred, there is no obstacle you can't get past or shatter," Izuku stated seriously. "But if we meet in the festivals one-on-one, I like to see you try. I seriously hope you took the time to train these four weeks, or it will only be another one-sided ass-whooping," he finished.
"I don't need to train to defeat a weak, unskilled Loser like you!" Katsuki screamed.
"You're the one who's unskilled on top of useless, selfish, brash, and Unworthy. You're unworthy to be here; you'll get our classmates and everyone killed with your arrogant, stupid, and short-tempered attitude," Izuku replied coldly.
"THAT'S IT. YOU'RE DONE!" Katsuki roared lighting his hand with explosions; Izuku just clenched his fists and gave him a stone-cold, deathly and piercing glare.
"Your move," Izuku beckoned with a finger, slipping into a ready stance.
The two glared at each other ready to clash right then and there. Momo as much as she wanted to see Izuku beat down his childhood bully again, Izuku could end up banned from the Sports Festival if he and Bakugo brawled now.
Momo grabbed his arm. "Let's go. Let's keep a cool head," she instructed, dragging him away.
"You're lucky Yaoyorozu is saving your ass, or I would've blasted it to Hell!" the raging chihuahua shouted.
Izuku then stopped without looking at Katsuki. "One last thing, if you ever do something that ends up with my friends, classmates, family, or innocents in danger or bring them any harm," he started before looking back with an eye blowing a mixture of neon red and blue glow. "You'll pay dearly for it, and that's not a threat. I hate threats; that's a promise" he warned and left.
"Cocky piece of-" Katsuki was caught off.
"Class 1A please make your way to the stage," Present Mic ordered.
"All right that's us; let's move," Izuku stated as he walked in front tall and proud with his classmates a step behind him; people cheered with applause as they walked to the stage.
"Give a hand to their rival class. Class 1B," Present Mic announced as the said class walked out, he called for class 1C, Class D, G, H, Support class, Business class, General Studies, and so on.
Izuku then felt something was wrong when he saw the big screen in the arena flicker and fizz
The giant screen glitched. "Who turned the screen on this early?" Iida frowned.
"Your right. It shouldn't be on now," Izuku frowned suspiciously.
Just then the screen flickered on revealing a spooked-looking T.V reporter and crew.
"We are reporting live in Mustafa Japan where three notorious villains; Muscular, Overhaul, and the notorious serial killer and a mercenary named: Black Death!" The lady reporter announced. "They have captured many hostages. The Wild Wild Pussycats, Deatharms, Kamui Wood, and Mount Lady are doing what they can,"
Just then Muscular; a very tall and muscular blonde man wearing black pants, a red tank top, and a mechanical eye grabbed the mic from her as he knocked her down. "Good afternoon for me but not for you, but that can all change if we deal with someone," he grinned insanely.
"Indeed," Overhaul cut in; he was a tall thin man with a bird doctor mask and dark brown hair, a green jacket over a dark shirt, and black pants. "We were hired to deal with a curse, but thanks to my cure we'll exterminate it," he said.
Black Death, a man dressed in a ninja assassin outfit and with a cloth black mouth pull-up mask, with a sword. "We want this boy now," he showed the camera a picture of Izuku Midoriya.
Izuku narrowed his eyes at the screen.
"So boy what's it going to be surrender to us or have these 20 hostages before us and 30 hostages in a building with a warhead ready to blow?" he said "Which means 50 lives are in your inexperienced hands,"
Then it showed muscular again. "Just so you don't get cold feet of not coming, this child will not being waking up for good," he showed a boy with a red hat with two horns on the front. "Better hurry because I have no problem killing him," he grinned sinisterly.
"And this girl is very beautiful and would like to save some fun," Black Death licked his lips showing a young girl with red eyes, in a dirty hospital dress, with bandages covering her arms and legs, with whitish gray hair, with a small golden horn on the side of her forehead.
"Better hurry brat and get ready for a hell of a fight or you'll be seeing dead bodies if you aren't here," Muscular then canceled the call; everyone stood stunned and horrified, then felt immense pressure, which was Izuku powering up.
Izuku powered up straight into Supernatural Ultra Force not needing to power up to Supernatural: Total Output; as long as a strong drive or emotion can trigger the mode to activate, potent energy surged out of him, which flickered to neon red before he closed his eyes clenching a fist calming down and the red energy turned back to blue.
"They want a fight I'll give them a fight they won't forget," Izuku spoke dangerously too calm and blasted he out of the arena, flying to the school at a high speed.
"Did Midoriya just fly?" Denki gapped.
"Did the energy just turn red before going back to blue?" Jiro frowned.
"There's a lot he doesn't tell us," Eijiro reminded.