As the Sports Festival went on, the one-on-one qualifying rounds ended. Midnight headed over to the game wheel. "Okay, a wonderful show. Let us move on to the semi-finals," Midnight announced, then clicked on the board to pair the matches.

Kirishima and Tetsutetsu paired up. When the bell rang, the two charged at each other, engaging in a fierce fistfight; the two matched blow for blow.

"I must say you're really strong," Testu complimented.

"And you're super manly," Eijiro stated. Izuku observed the two and saw the pair blush; he smirked as he thought of something. Bakugo saw it to, but had a look of disgust. "Hey, after the games, do you want to hang out sometime?" he grunted, rubbing the back of his head.

"You do not care if I am not in your class, or as your barking mutt says, "Loser class?" Tetsu asked.

"No, I mean Midoriya is dating those three girls from your class," Eijiro replied.

"Then yes, it's a date," Tetsu blushed.

"I SHIP IT!" Mina shouted. Bakugo saw this and was disgusted.

"EW THAT'S SICK FAGGOTS!" Bakugo yelled; the two in the stadium glared at the blonde.

"Bakugou, shut the Hell up before I break your jaw again! Don't ever judge someone's sexuality," Izuku snarled in a low and grim tone. "CONGRATS YOU TWO!" he shouted from where he was sitting.

"You don't care that we're gay?" Eijiro replied loudly, facing Izuku. A microphone appeared out of thin air before Izuku and Kirishima so they wouldn't have to shout at each other

No, I do not care if you are straight, gay, lesbian, or even bisexual. I do not discriminate or judge," Izuku replied honestly.

"Are you being serious? No offense, 'cause you're not, well, you know," Kirishima asked.

"You're right. I'm not gay, so I don't fully understand it myself, but I do recognize what romantic feelings and attraction look like. If that's who you are, don't you dare be ashamed of it," Izuku replied.

"Thanks, you're a real man," Ejiro smiled and wiped away his manly tears.

"And don't pay any attention to that barking dog over there, you two; just tune him out," Izuku said, and the microphones vanished into thin air.

"What did you say?" Bakugo snarled in a dark voice.

"You heard me; you're just mad that you can't get a girlfriend," Izuku replied, sending a stone-cold gaze at Bakugo from across the stand. "Now shut up and stop disrespecting our classmates, or it will get lonely at the top," he cautioned. "Cause I'm this close to throwing you into the vacuum of space," he warned coldly and darkly, holding his pointer and thumb close together.

Back in the arena stage

The two manly fighters smiled at Izuku's words. They decided to finish the battle.

"No matter what happens," Kirishima started.

"May the best man win," Tetsu finished; the two swung, punching each other, and the two fell unconscious.

"It's a tie folks," Midnight announced. "We will let the two decide a tie-breaker when they wake up; for now, will Jurota Shishida and Ibara Shiozaki come up to the arena stage," she stated.

The two stepped onto the stage. "Okay start," Midnight ordered. Jurota Shishida charged forward fast; Ibara folded her hands, making vines grow out of the ground, and made them try to snare the boy but was dodged. Ibara held her own till Jurota Shishida used his Quirk, turning into a giant beast and rushing at her as she was overwhelmed.

Ibara skidded on the ground, breathing heavily, as she was not used to fighting head-on. Then, a headset beeped on.

"Shiozaki-san," Izuku called out, catching the girl's attention. "Don't you remember the story of David and Goliath? Long story short, David won by using his intelligence and speed to defeat a much larger and imposing opponent. Try to do that, and remember: the bigger they are, the harder they fall." Encouraged by his words, Ibara renewed her determination, charging forward. She dodged a swing and used her vines to ensnare his arm, sliding underneath to catch his ankles.

The boy struggled to break out. Ibara's eyes glowed white, and large and thick vines tore out of the arena floor, wrapping around the beastly boy and embolizing him; after five minutes, he slumped forward exhausted, changing back to more human-like.

"I cannot move; I'm calling it. Congrats Shiozaki-San," the boy announced.

"Jurota Shishida has yielded, and Ibara Shiozaki has advanced," Midnight said. The girl relaxed, and the vines receded and unwrapped from the boy.

"Okay, Iida Tenya and Izuku Midoriya, make your way to the stage," the Present Mic said.

The two boys walked on stage.

In the stands with class 1A

"Okay, this battle is power versus speed. Who do you guys think is going to win?" Denki questioned.

"Easy, Deku will get his ass steamrolled," Bakugo sneered.

"Normally, I would say Iida, but considering how he defeated Monoma, who possessed his Quirk, and how he also defeated a creature as fast as All Might," Fumikage stated.

"In conclusion, it ultimately comes down to speed versus experience," Kirishima stated.

In the Arena Stage

Izuku and Iida locked eyes, wearing expressions of determination, but there was a stark contrast between them. Izuku's gaze was sharp and unyielding, radiating a bone-chilling intensity that penetrated Iida's resolve deeply. Meanwhile, Iida's serious expression carried a hint of uncertainty as he tried to hold his ground against the overpowering weight of Izuku's cold-calculating and unwavering stare.

"You boys ready?" Midnight asked.

"Yes Sensei," Iida nodded, activating his Quirk. Izuku slid his feet gracefully and smoothly into a stance; he exhaled, staying relaxed and ready, signaling he was ready.

"Then Go!" Midnight ordered, snapping her whip down. Iida blitzed at Izuku with blazing speed; Izuku moved to the side, looping his arm under Iida's, using his speed against him, flipping him on the ground with the wind knocked out of him.

Iida coughed dust and got back up. Izuku stood ready in a combat stance and charged forward again but faster, zipping around Izuku on different sides and angles to confuse him. Izuku predicted his pattern and snapped into action; he whirled around with a knee, and the fast boy crashed into a knee to the stomach but was off again.

Izuku snapped his arms, turning into a side stance. Iida crashed into two forearms across the stomach and chest, followed by a short and sharp kick to the side of the ankle, a fist to the lower stomach, and a hammer strike down across the temple, dropping the boy.

Iida got up with a blazing fast roundhouse, but Izuku ducked with a sidestep and weave, dodging it. He parried two strikes and blocked another fast kick with a forearm block. He snared it under his arm, sent an elbow on the side of the leg, and kicked a low kick to the bend of the balancing knee. He grabbed the boy by the uniform top, tripped him with a turn, and dropped him on the ground.

Izuku backed into a fighting stance as Iida got up.

"You're nearly as fast as I am without a Quirk; I'm impressed," Tenya said, bowing respectfully.

"It's not about how fast someone is, but how fast you can respond to attacks," Izuku replied firmly.

"Recipro Burst!" Tenya called before blasting forward. Izuku jumped high into the air, avoiding the charge; Tenya changed his path and at Izuku but channeled One for All Full Cowling 25% and cerulean-blue energy across his body and bolted in a streak of bluish-green lighting and cerulean-blue energy.

Izuku landed on the ground and focused on the energy around him, coiling his legs and body and focusing on it and pulling it towards him; visible tendrils of pale white energy from all around were absorbed, and his outline glowed silvery-white.

Shooting forward like an arrow and ramming his head into Tenya's stomach, knocking him back. Izuku landed and enveloped his body in a combination of Sapphire, Cerulean, and Arctic-blue energy, transforming into a dazzling Midnight-blue energy; it circulated his hands, forearms, and legs. He was jetting forward like a bullet, sending blazing fast punches across Tenya's face and a roundhouse to the bend of his leg, finishing the combo with a spinning rearkick to the stomach, knocking him on the ground.

The two charged forward at blazing speed when they collided, unleashing a wind shockwave. Izuku had stopped Tenya, and his engines revved like a car. "Recipro Extend!" shot forward, pushing Izuku closer to the out-of-bounds line.

Izuku looked at the line but smirked because he had let himself get pushed on purpose. He stood in a ready stance and then slipped into a stance.

"You played a good match, but this is my win," Tenya said firmly, blasting forward. Izuku exhaled, moved his arms, dodged a charge, stepped forward firmly, and caught his wrists. He stopped Iida again, but this time, he headbutted him in the forehead, stunning him, spreading his arms to the side, and kneed him in the gut, doubling him over, elbowed him in the face, making him stand back up, sent two palm-heel strikes one, to his side and his lower-stomach, sending two swift strikes to his knees and sharp low kicks to his ankles.

Tenya stepped back, found he could not use his Quirk correctly, and threw a kick, but Izuku caught it with his hand, then tossed him on his back out of bounds with a leg throw.

"Tenya Iida is out of bounds; Izuku Midoriya moves on," Midnight announced.

"You did well but got too eager at the end," Izuku informed.

"How were you able to move so fast?" Iida asked.

"I guess I can tell you. At one point, I was coiling my body and legs. Using my Quirk across my body, I augmented the potential energy before moving forward at a high speed, just like a bow does for an arrow. The second time, I merged three aspects of my Quirk before focusing on my legs and arms. I was able to move at lightning speed," Izuku explained. "But enough about me," he finished.

"Well, congrats about moving on," Iida shook his hand.

"Thanks," Izuku replied.

An Hour later

Momo faced Kendo, which the two tied as time ran out, and Jiro faced Setsuna, who both won and lost with Jiro using a sonic blast. However, the lizard girl grabbed the ear-jack girl, sending the pair out of bounds. However, the two shake hands with respect.

Izuku faced Ibara, who thanked Izuku for his help. Their match started, but Izuku punched the air, unleashing heavy and powerful air pressure and knocking the girl off the stage.

Katsuki and Uraraka were called to the stage, and Izuku watched Katsuki with a sharp and cold expression, observing his every move.

When the match started. "Give up round face," Katsuki growled.

"Never," she replied, narrowing her eyes. Katsuki blasted forward. Uraraka had Bakugo on the ropes, but she was tiring, and the rabid dog bombarded her with explosions without restraint to the point that it was overkill.

The raging chihuahua continued to rain down hits, ignoring Midnight's warnings to stand down and people's warnings that he was going too far.

Izuku, in the stands, narrowed his eyes. "That's it," he hissed. Izuku stood up, jumped over the railing, landed on a wall below, and sprang forward at an angle. He landed on a railing, vaulted nimbly over to an angled wall, and slid down it like a slide before springing off. He landed with his foot on the armrest of an empty chair, leaping across and landing gracefully onto another lower wall, springing off it as his hand glowed.

Katsuki grinned evilly. "Know your place," before raising his hand again. Just then, an arrow plunged into his hand from behind, making everyone gasp with shock.

"AGHA!" he yelled in pain. He turned quickly to see who had dared to intervene; Izuku was crouching on the edge of the stadium's lower wall, recurve bow in hand, staring at him with a sharp, piercing gaze.

Izuku leaped down, sending a surge of energy beneath him. He propelled himself forward, flipping gracefully before landing on the arena stage and glaring fiercely at the explosive boy.

"That's enough," Izuku hissed, his voice low but filled with intensity. He fixed his piercing gaze on his opponent, his disgust of attacking a downed opponent evident. "Take your victory and walk away now."

"How dare you intervene with my prey!" Katsuki started moving forward with a hand sparkling, but Izuku pulled back another arrow.

"Go ahead and try it, and this will go straight through that space you call a heart," Izuku warned, his voice low but deadly serious. He fixed a piercing gaze on Bakugo, a mixture of displeasure and ire flickering in his emerald eyes.

Bakugo snarled, a sneer twisting his lips. "You don't have the nerve," he taunted, as his hand sparked.

At that, Izuku's expression darkened. He narrowed his eyes, and a hint of killing intent began to seep from him, creating an atmosphere thick with impending confrontation.

"Try me," Izuku said, his icy and steady voice, Causing Bakugo to hesitate. A flicker of fear crossed his face, sensing the shift in the air, a contrast to his usual bravado. "One of these days, Deku," he growled, his fists clenched tightly, revealing anger and uncertainty.

Izuku made his bow vanish and stood ready. "Why wait? Try it now," Izuku replied more coldly, taking a threatening step forward as the killing intent and pressure increased. Bakugo stepped back, starting to sweat. "You're a tough guy, raining down hits on a downed opponent. Why don't you try knocking me down?" he challenged as he stepped forward. Katsuki sneered and stormed away, clutching his hand as he headed to the nurse, while Izuku watched his every move with a piercing gaze.

"Just like you to beat on an opponent unable to defend, only to back down when confronted by someone who can fight back," Izuku stated "Coward!" he yelled, his words dripping with ice-cold venom. Bakugo's body tensed, his fists he let out a low growl of anger and turned on his heel, storming off.

Izuku exhaled to calm down, then helped Uraraka to her feet and over to a carry-on hospital bed with med bots.

"I'm sorry I failed," Uraraka said softly.

"Don't be upset; you had him cornered," Izuku said softly, his voice steady yet encouraging. "He got desperate and resorted to attacking someone already down, trying to reclaim power and control. Don't let it get you down, " he stated gently.

Later, Izuku received a temporary ban from the next semi-final rounds because he shot someone with a weapon during the match. He intervened to stop Bakugo from going too far and defended a classmate. This action was considered, but he still faced a penalty for his actions.

In the stands

"I hope that inflicting pain on Bakugo was worth the consequences," Toru remarked, her voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and shock.

"Yes, it was. I made the decision to intervene to prevent him from causing serious harm to a fellow classmate. And I won't stand by while someone else is in danger," Izuku replied firmly, without a moment's doubt.

"They really should have thrown you out of the festival entirely, you know," Asui remarked, her eyes narrowing slightly as she emphasized her point. "With all the trouble you caused, ribbit." She proclaimed.

"I didn't see you lift a single finger to assist Uraraka," Izuku said, his voice steady but firm. "While you two just sat around, I took action because it was necessary. Someone had to step in and do what needed to be done." "Why are you so adamant about defending that individual who constantly demeans you by referring to you as stepping stones or mere extras?" he asked, his voice a mix of frustration and disbelief. "You seem to have a fondness for loudmouth bullies," he remarked, his brow furrowing in disapproval.

"We do not, but we can't interfere with the matches; it's against the rules," Toru frowned.

"Which didn't stop me from doing what was necessary. If I must break the rules to help someone, then so be it," Izuku retorted. "I stand by my decision," he added.

"Making decisions by breaking rules makes you sound like a villain rather than a hero," Tsuyu stated with disapproval.

Momo looked ready to tear into the frog-girl, but Izuku raised a hand.

"If I have to save someone unimpeded by rules or limits, then I'll be a villain," Izuku replied. "Besides, this isn't about me. This is about Bakugou going too far," he frowned.

"Using a real arrow like that to shoot him is absolutely crossing a line that shouldn't be crossed," Toru said firmly, his brows furrowing in clear offense.

"Make sure to be grateful that I restrained myself and didn't aim for any critical areas," Izuku said, his voice steady, his gaze indifferent. Unlike you two, I have the backbone to stand up and do what is right. Be grateful I did not put that rabid dog down,"

"I got scared," Toru argued.

"How scared was Uraraka when that rabid dog attacked? Did you find out if she's okay?" Momo asked, with her brow furrowed.

"Perhaps Recovery Girl should take a closer look at their mental state," Jiro remarked with a hint of sarcasm, rolling her eyes at the two girls' criticism.

"Just drop it, you two," Izuku said, shaking his head in frustration. "People like them really don't understand anything."

"What do you mean by that? Are you referring to cowards?" Toru asked.

"Those are your words, not mine," Izuku asserted. "If you'll excuse me, my penalty is ending," he stated firmly as he made his way out.

"We're not cowards!" Asui exclaimed, a mix of indignation and disdain evident in her voice. "How rude," she added offended by the accusation.

"Tsuyu, I noticed you huddled beneath the water's surface, trembling alongside Monoma and Mineta when I first discovered you. As for you, Toru, Todoroki spotted you hiding behind a large rock, trying to shield yourself from view," Momo said, her voice laced with disappointment. "You two stood idly by while chaos unfolded during the U.S.J. attack," she said, her brow furrowed with disappointment and frustration.

Kirishima crossed his arms and furrowed his brow, a look of disappointment etched across his face. "That's really not cool, you two," he said, voice laced with astonishment, learning these two girls did nothing to help during the attack.

Izuku was in the waiting room. "Will Izuku Midoriya and Shoto Todoroki make your way to the arena?" the intercom rang out. The two stepped onto the arena stage, looking at each other coldly.

"Here they come, the hot and cold protégé, but mostly cold as ice blasting his way into the Semi-Finals, Shoto Todoroki!" Present Mic announced as people cheered loudly. "The other opponent, another powerhouse who is just as cold and unafraid of jumping into action, the walking engine of calamity, give a hand to Muscular Listener: Izuku Midoriya!" he finished, and the crowd roared with applause.

Shoto had one thought: "I'll win this match without using his fire," Izuku had a different idea.

"No matter, I'll save you from your past and help you use your left side, even if I have to force you," he thought with resolve.

"Ready boys?" Midnight questioned.

"Yeah," Shoto replied bluntly.

"No matter what, Todoroki, I'll save you," Izuku vowed, getting ready.

"Go!" Midnight snapped her whip down. Shoto then sent a massive glacier at Izuku, but he countered with a sphere of swirling red energy, shattering the attack with a ground-shaken and thunderous.

'BOOOM!'

Shoto sent thick pillars of ice at Izuku; Izuku sent a blast of blue energy from his right, launching himself over the attack. He then glided on it with a big blue orb of energy, somersaulting over and landing on the other side of Shoto.

Izuku sent both hands out in a stance, a spiraling beam of red and blue energy at Shoto, who made a thick wall of ice, but the beam shattered it instantly.

But it was a distraction. Izuku had sent three orbs of red energy with a jumping tornado and windmill kick, sending them at Shoto at high speed; Shoto made an ice shield that cracked with each ball but was unprepared when Izuku sent flying over with a jet of blue energy, sending a thrusting rearkick into the weakened shield breaking it, as the kick plowed into Shoto's stomach, and was sent flying back with a sphere of sapphire-blue energy.

Shoto made a wall of ice as he crashed into it to stop himself from going out of bounds. Izuku stood ready, and Shoto raised his right, but Izuku appeared right before him, grabbing his right wrist and forcing it into the air, sending a stream of ice into the air.

Izuku sent a hammer-fist on his right shoulder, a knee to the stomach, an elbow to the face, an uppercut, and a right-cross to the stomach, followed by a roundhouse in the side and sent on the ground with a sidekick to the midsection.

"Don't think you can win by half-assing it; use your fire," Izuku ordered.

"I'll never use his power," Shoto said coldly and angrily. "I can win with just my mom's power," he claimed.

"Keep telling yourself that," Izuku said just as coldly. Shoto got up, shooting ice spikes at Izuku; Izuku made two sapphire-blue energy dual-blades and charged forward, dodging and slicing the spikes easily. Then jumping with a twirl, he slashed some more into pieces, encasing his arms with Armament Haki.

Shoto sent a massive wall of ice at Izuku, who made a strong but swift series of slashes, sending razor-sharp arcs of air pressure; the arcs of air pressure cut the ice wall apart.

Before sending a large orb of crimson-red energy, shattering the rest of the wall and blowing Shoto backward, then his dual blades fused into an O-Katana as he got into a stance, which shimmered with sapphire and cerulean-blue energy; moving forward he smoothly swung his energy O-Katana low to high before slashing across, casting arcs of simmering sapphire-cerulean-blue energy around him before gracefully stepping forward with a thrust, sending a ray of sapphire-cerulean-blue energy at Shoto.

Shoto made multiple thick walls of ice, but the ray was plowing right through them. Izuku thrust his sword harder, and the ray increased in power and intensity. He moved his hands to the side short, and thousands of sapphire swords appeared. He moved his hands and feet gracefully.

The ray stopped. Shoto looked, and his eyes widened when he saw hundreds of blades floating in the air all around him.

"Block this attack with just your ice," Izuku said coldly before swiping his arms down forcefully. Shoto made several layered domes of thick ice as thousands of rays of energy struck the domes, shattering them and bombarding Shoto. Before making an energy gauntlet on his arm and punching forward in a stance, an energy beam nailed the ice-hot boy in the gut, doubling him over, and socked Shoto across the face with it, sending him flying out of the energy rays.

The swords disappeared as Izuku stepped back with a serious expression. "You would spare yourself the humiliation if you'd just use your left side," he said firmly.

"Did my old man pay you to make me use it? Now I'm mad," Shoto hissed. "I'll never use his fire," he insisted.

"Are you serious?" Izuku scoffed. "So, you're never going to use your fire, right? Even if you face someone and your right side isn't enough?" he asked. "If that's how you see it, then you should just leave—not only the Festival but U.A. as well," he concluded, his tone as icy as an Arctic blizzard.

Making everyone gasp with shock, Izuku paused for a moment, realizing his earlier words had come off too strong. He took a deep breath and said, "Oops, I apologize for that; it was a bit harsh. What I really meant to emphasize is that everyone is putting in their maximum effort. Hitoshi is working tirelessly to prove himself and succeed in these games," "Hatsume was eager to showcase her incredible inventions to the world and the heroes, hoping to prove their worth and inspire admiration; everyone is striving to put forth their best efforts," Izuku remarked. "In contrast, you seem to be using these games more as a means to rebel against your father rather than for any genuine purpose."

"I can confront any villain using only my right side," Shoto declared stubbornly.

Izuku's expression turned serious. "Is that so? How about I take on the role of the villain and see how well you maintain that logic?" he said in a cold voice, his expression as hard as stone. "Bring it, hero," he beckoned, then channeled One for All: Full Cowling 25% through his body. An orb of navy-blue energy formed on his right, and crimson-red energy appeared on his left.

Izuku bolted forward at high speed, and Shoto made several limbs of ice, an enormous glacier, and spikes of ice as the air grew colder around them. Ice covered the arena stage. "Artic Tundra Maelstrom!" he called.

Izuku avoided the spikes and limbs with his parkour skills, digging his hands and feet into the ice, sending a series of punches, destroying the glacier and landing sliding on the ice gracefully in front of Shoto swinging, who made an ice shield but shattered with a crimson-red energy-engulfed fist, as a fist covered in navy-blue energy slammed into Shoto's stomach, flooring him.

Then two energies charged up and intensified before smashing both fists onto the ice-covered arena, shattering it, and making the ice jostle up; utilizing Armament Haki, letting it flow through his body and activating Implosion Ryou(flowing) and Flaming (hardening), he told himself; his whole body was covered in a burst of raw energy gained bluish-black flame markings appeared on him.

Brilliant blue flames flooded out of him, as he was circulating with Cerulean and Artic-blue energy. He then spun fast like a top, as a giant tornado of blue fire erupted around them, melting the ice. Focusing gracefully, he moved his arms and legs smoothly and fluidly as water moved; he started moving the fire tornado to his side. He shrunk it down, holding it at his side, sliding forward into a stance before throwing out his palm. A condensed, medium, but powerful whirlwind of blue fire sent Shoto flying back for the umpteenth time.

Shoto stopped himself painfully again with an ice wall. Izuku then turned back to normal. He observed the icy-hot user, noticing frostbite on him and subtle hints of shivering.

"It seems you're reaching the limit of your ice side," Izuku informed firmly. "Your movements are slowing, and the increasing cold is hampering the ice you cast. Above all, you're getting frostbite," he listed.

"You forced me into an endurance match," Shoto stated.

"You could fix that if you'd use your left side," Izuku pointed out.

"Never for as long as Endeavor is alive, I'll only use my mom's ice," Shoto replied. "Besides your no threat to me," he said exhaling cold air

"I've lost my patience," Izuku sighed, frustrated, before a wicked, sinister smile spread across his face, one that could make the devil run for the hills. He put his palms together and mixed crimson-red and navy-blue energy, forming a small sphere that increased in size in seconds into a giant swirling and circulating sphere of mixed energy. "You say I'm no threat to you. I assume that means you won't act like a big sissy and dodge this attack, an attack that will obliterate your classmates and watchers," he smirked evilly.

"You wouldn't dare?" Shoto asked, his voice tinged with disbelief as he raised an eyebrow; the intensity of Izuku's gaze intensified, boring holes in Shoto's eyes.

"Was that a challenge?" Izuku questioned. "I'll enjoy hearing the agonizing screams as you all disintegrate to dust," he cackled.

In the stands

"He's crazy!" Mineta exclaimed.

"He's lost his mind," Sero said, looking pale.

Jiro observed the situation carefully and said, "He must have a reason for taking this action. There's likely something driving him to make this choice," she theorized. "He's giving Todoroki a wake up call," she stated.

"You're right; he's putting Todoroki in a real-world situation," Momo observed, nodding in agreement. "Sometimes, hesitating to go all out when confronting a villain can lead to disastrous consequences," she elaborated, her expression serious as she emphasized the importance of decisive action.

With class-1B

"Okay, that guy has a few screws missing," one of the boys paled.

"Hey, watch it. That's our boyfriend," Setsuna snapped.

"He wouldn't fire off an attack like that at us, would he?" another questioned.

"Brace yourself, hero. The fate of countless lives hangs in the balance. Will you rise to the challenge and save them, or will they be lost forever because of your hesitation and weakness?" Izuku pressed, his voice colder than a blizzard in the artic, his expression hard as stone locked eyes with Shoto.

"He would," Monoma said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

With the Big Three

"What is he thinking?" Mirio paled.

"I knew something about him was telling me to stay away," Tamaki whimpered.

"Relax you two; Izuku is helping that boy confront his past by introducing real danger," Nejire smiled.

In the Announcer's Box

"Eraserhead your student is out of his mind," Present Mic gapped.

"I believe this experience will be the catalyst Todoroki needs to become a hero. Although it may seem extreme, it could ultimately help him grow stronger and more determined in the long run," Aizawa assured "Additionally, Problem Child is the Class President; it's his duty to assist his classmates when they face difficulties," he smirked.

In the arena stage

"If you were struggling to stop my basic attacks with your ice, then I wonder how you'll stop this large attack," Izuku smirked, then sent out his hand to shoot the giant sphere of mixed-colored energy at Shoto, which barreled over to him cracking and creating a groove in the arena stage.

The icy-hot user's eyes widened with shock, creating several large towers of ice angled outwards; the massive ball of energy cracked the towers, stopping the ball of energy. Izuku glared at the ball, focusing on it and pushing it forward with his mind.

The energy ball drilled through, breaking four walls as they fell apart. "Okay, I'm done playing. Enjoy oblivion, hero," he narrowed his eyes. He sent a beam of sapphire at the ball, pushing it forward faster as Shoto slid backward. "AHHAHAHAHHAAAAAA!" he let out a villainous laugh.

"No, you don't," Shoto grunted, using more ice as frost spread on him. He strained from the ball of doom approaching him.

"Is the hero done already? I guess it's bye-bye," Izuku grinned maliciously. "Unless you choose to use your left, you have a better chance," he pointed out.

"I won't use his fire!" Shoto snapped.

"It's not his fire, you idiot!" Izuku shouted, breaking character. "Endeavor doesn't control your power, nor does your mother; only you are in charge of your power! Be the hero you truly want to be!" he proclaimed strongly.

"You can do it; free yourself!" Izuku said. "It's time for you to break free from your past!" he ordered as he drove the ball through one side of the final tower. Shoto stomped his foot as his left side heated up, and roaring fire engulfed him. With the mighty yell of a fighter, he shot out a large amount of ice and fire at the approaching sphere, tearing it apart.

Shoto slumped, exhausted, and smiled. He had found himself whole for the first time in a long time.

In the stands

Momo beamed with pride as she glanced at her boyfriend, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "You did it!" she exclaimed, her voice full of delight. "You finally got him to use it!" With a joyful clap of her hands, she expressed her admiration for his achievement, her smile widening even more.

In the Announcer's Box

"Amazing, Todoroki is finally using his left side," Present Mic cheered. I'm sorry for doubting your students' actions," he added.

"Well done, Midoriya," Aizawa said to himself with a proud smirk. "You've not only unlocked his true potential but guided Todoroki through a difficult obstacle," he added

With the Big Three

"Wow, his scare tactic really worked," Mirio said, exhaling slowly as he processed the effectiveness of the strategy. He couldn't help but marvel at how well the unexpected approach had caught everyone off guard.

"See, Izu-kun had a clever plan all along," Nejire said with a bright smile, her eyes twinkling with excitement. She leaned forward, clearly eager to share the details of his brilliant strategy.

"I misjudged him," Tamaki said, letting out a deep sigh of relief as the tension in his shoulders eased. "But I can't deny that he still frightens me," he confessed, glancing away as unease flickered in his eyes.

Down in the Arena

Izuku smirked, happy that Shoto broke free, but he shook it away and regained his stoic and cold gaze. "It seems like you found who you are," he said.

"I did. I'm Shoto Todoroki, and I want to be a hero," Shoto smiled.

"Good job. I guess I can show you the same gesture," Izuku narrowed his eyes, focusing on his power; an aura of Admiral-blue energy surged around him; as his hair became spikier, his hair and eyes turned into a glowing admiral-blue, then his hair got thicker edges glowed a metallic and midnight-blue. He continued to pour out his power into a gigantic and thick potent aura; metallic and midnight-blue-colored energy emerged, and the whole arena stage trembled and quaked. The aura of energy shrunk and merged around his form.

"This is what you wanted to show me?" Shoto raised a brow.

"Not yet." Izuku's glowing metallic-blue eyes flickered a crimson-red. Before, his face set with a fiercer expression.

"HAAAAAAAAGGHHAA!" Izuku released a ferocious and determined battle cry as the Aura of Metallic and midnight-blue energy reappeared. Aesthetic neon red energy surged out of him as the energy swirled around wildly and violently. His hair flared as it slicked back with edges and tips glowing neon red. His eyes swirled a luminous mix of Metallic-blue and neon-red, and the energies merged as he exhaled.

Izuku set his gaze on Shoto who was stunned.

"What did you just do?" Shoto asked.

"Let's say I had a side of Supernatural Force I was keeping under wraps until the last four weeks of training; I started using it again," Izuku said. "Now you're thinking of why?" "Just like you, I was afraid of it and what it could do," he explained.

"When did you discover this other side?" Shoto asked.

"When I was 9, you remember when I told you. You were not the only one with a piece of trash Father?" Izuku stated.

"Yes," Shoto nodded.

"He was just a drunken, lazy slob who was away for months at a time. One day, he came home drunk out of his mind, hollering and raving about me not gaining my mom's or his Quirk," Izuku explained.

"He was bent out of shape for that?" Shoto scoffed.

"Yeah. One day, he crossed the line; when my mom defended me, he punched her, knocking her to the ground," he continued. "When I saw this, I snapped, fed up with his drunken ass, that crimson-red energy came out," "and I then sent him flying across the apartment, which shattered the cabinets and dishes from the impact," he said.

"Turns out the red energy caused more damage to that man; Several ribs were broken in three places, a collapsed lung, and several teeth missing, a cracked sternum, several black and blue bruises on his back, which the doctor said looked like one big bruise," he listed.

"A grown adult with that much damage from a 9-year-old from one hit?" Shoto gaped, shocked.

"Turns out the neon crimson-red energy, was not only much stronger than the blue energy, but it flares up when I get angry," Izuku explained.

"But you got angry during the battle training and never came out," Shoto pointed out.

"No, I mean like extremely angry," Izuku clarified. "I admit it was close to coming out that day, but I kept it under control," he said. "Because it's not only stronger and I have a higher resistance to damage, but it's volatile; the more anger and negative emotion it feels, the more unstable it gets, to the point the energy explodes like a bomb," "Recently, I learned how to temper it now through a powerful resolve and determination, I can activate at will," he said.

"Your energy does feel completely different," Shoto noted.

"Correct, when these two energies work together, they balance each other. The blue energy is all about power through extreme control and focus, combining it with the raw destructive and resilience of the red energy," he said.

"Two halves become whole," Shoto finished.

"Good job you're right," Izuku smirked. "The neon crimson-red energy strengthens and fortifies the blue energy, as the blue energy calms and refines the neon crimson-red energy; granted I'm still learning how to use them correctly because they are prematurely merged," he informed.

"I see. Shall we finish this?" Shoto replied, taking a stance. "No matter who wins, thank you, Midoriya," he smiled.

"We shall," Izuku smirked. Shoto launched another wave of fire and ice; Izuku charged forward, swiping his arm in a slashing motion, splitting the attack down the middle. Izuku made a ball of anesthetic-red, metallic and midnight-blue energy. Red veins of energy and bluish-green lightning crackled across his body, channeling One for All: Full Cowling 45% throughout his body. Then, launching himself forward, he spun like a whirlwind, turning into a comet of anesthetic-red and metallic and midnight-blue energy with bluish-green lightning coursing around it, blasting over two Shoto at lightning speed.

The two attacks collided, and the stadium shook with a ground-shaking and thunderous boom, releasing a massive explosion of ice, fire, wind, bluish-green lightning, Crimson-red, and Metallic-midnight-blue energy all over the stadium as everyone covered themselves.

When the dust cleared, Shoto was on the grass, knocked out, as Izuku held out a fist. He crackled with anesthetic-red, metallic, midnight-blue energy and bluish-green lightning.

"Shoto Todoroki has been eliminated, which means Izuku Midoriya moves to the finals," Midnight announced from somewhere as the arena cheered.

Izuku stayed stoic and calm as he powered down, walked to the edge of the arena stage, jumped off, and headed to Shoto. His hand glowed as a canteen of water appeared, and he drank some of it. He sprayed some of it in Shoto's face, waking him up.

"What the?" Shoto looked around.

"Good job, you have taken the first step into a larger world," Izuku smirked.

"You've been through what I have been through?" Shoto asked.

"Not to the extent you did, but yes," Izuku replied.

"Does it get easier on the journey forward?" Shoto asked.

"I always thought life is like a trail or a road that would be a clean and brisk walk into the sun," Izuku said. "But I was wrong, be it a path, a road, a trail, whatever you want to call it. It is not a clear walk; there will always be twists and turns or objects in your way, and you must make the right choices to move forward," he informed sternly.

"What about the people who mock me about not being good enough? Or will always see me as Endeavor's spawn?" Shoto asked, bitter at the end.

"You still on about what people think of you?" Izuku frowned. "Let me tell you something you've already figured out: Life isn't always going to be sprinkles and cupcakes or jellybeans and chocolates; it can be a very mean, nasty, and cruel place, and I don't care where you are from or how tough anyone is it will beat you without mercy into submission if you let it, and it will not let up,"

"You, me, Endeavor, or even All Might will never hit as hard as life, but it ain't about how many times or how hard you get hit or how many times life tries to knock you down. It's about how hard you can get hit, standing back up and shake the hits off and keep moving, how much you endure and continue onward," he stated.

"That's how champions are made; now if you know what you want, then go out after and take it by the balls, but you got to be willing to take the hits from the disappointment life throws your way and not cast the blame onto your father, or random classmate, or God or Heaven's above or anyone like that, cowards and fake heroes do that and that ain't you, you're better than that, you just have to believe in yourself, just like you did today," Izuku finished. "Now ask this from your heart: what do you want?" he asked gently.

"I want to be a hero that will surpass Endeavor, prove to him and everyone that the hybrid protégé is more than a tool," Shoto spoke with vigor.

"Well, then, you know how to go after it?" Izuku asked.

"I do step by step and moving forward," Shoto smiled. Izuku held out a hand, which Shoto took, and Izuku helped him up as he looped his arm around his neck, helping him to the crash cart.

Izuku turned around and looked with a frown. "Hey, where the heck did Midnight-Sensei go? Disappeared to flash the crowd again?" he joked.

"Up here, and what did I tell you to call me?" Midnight said. They saw that Midnight was stuck seat-first into the stadium wall halfway up it. Izuku snickered into his hand.

"Something funny?" Midnight questioned.

"Oh, nothing. How is it hanging?" Izuku joked.

"I'm not hanging; my fat ass is stuck," Midnight frowned. "Can you get me down?" she said.

"Hang on for a second," Izuku said, placing Shoto on the crash cart, which the medical bots wheeled away. Izuku then headed to Midnight; he ran up the wall, grabbed Midnight by the waist, and began to pull, bracing his feet on the wall. "You're wedged in there," he grunted, then pulled hard, yanking Midnight out, then gasped when the two fell on the ground. Izuku landed on his feet, but the package he held knocked him off-balance, and he fell to the ground, with the vixen of a woman dropping on top of him.

Izuku landed with a grunt. "Thanks for the help," Midnight thanked as she got off; Izuku got up dusting himself off. "Now, what was my name again?" she pulled his cheek, bringing him closer to her.

"Okay, ow, sorry, it's Nemuri," Izuku grunted.

"Good boy," Midnight smiled, walking away.

"What a woman, feisty," Izuku stated, rubbing his cheek.