A/N: I do not own Transformers or My Hero Academia.
Declaration of War
"This is all your fault!"
"You could have prevented everything!
"You betrayed me!"
"It's been an honor serving you... Optimus Prime."
Optimus awoke with a scream as the nightmares/memories stopped. He was breathing heavily and his body was covered in sweat. He began cleaning it from his forehead and saw that his hand was flesh instead of metal. He was confused but soon remembered.
Right. He was a human teenager now. And today was the first day back at school since the incident at the U.S.J. several days ago.
Optimus recalled what happened over the break as he got ready for school. While he was confined to the school grounds due to living in the dorms, he still managed to hear a lot of public opinions online and from the news. The public was still so shocked that such a thing had happened to a prestigious hero school. Never in their lives could they think something could happen to U.A. of all places.
Optimus: "Yet another flaw in this so-called perfect society."
The humans of this world were unprepared for such a tragedy because they didn't think it would happen. That's the problem with this society. It so heavily relies on the safety and security that heroes provide, that at times, they forget that heroes are human too. They aren't perfect or infallible. At the end of the day, they are just regular people who are trying to do extraordinary things.
Plus another large flaw in this system was that because of the vast number of heroes, many everyday citizens had forgotten their strength. That they can be heroes in their own lives.
Optimus: "Well, that's why I'm here."
That's right. He couldn't forget one of the main reasons the Primes sent him to this reality as a human. It was to inspire the masses to become better versions of themselves, to become the best hero, and person, they could be. He wasn't sure how he would do it, but the Primes, and even Nezu, had faith that he could accomplish it. So he would do his best to achieve his goals.
Optimus: "But first, I must complete High School."
In Class 1-A's classroom, many students were catching up over the break.
Toru: You guys! Did you watch the news last night?
Mashiro: Yeah.
Toru: It was so cool that we got a few seconds of screen time! Though I bet nobody noticed me hanging out in the background.
Mezo: Probably not.
Mashiro: It is difficult to stand out when you're just a pair of floating gloves and boots.
Optimus: There is no reason to be upset Toru. Have patience, and I believe one day soon, the whole world will be able to see you shine.
If one could see Toru, they would be able to see her blushing.
Toru: Oh, Optimus~
Denki: We're totally big deals. Those news channels love us–were basically celebrities.
Eijiro: Yeah, it's kinda crazy right?
Kyoka: Get over yourselves. The hero course that pumps out pros was attacked, and that's what they care about.
Hanta: Who knows what would have happened if the teachers didn't show up?
Minoru: Why'd you say that?! I'm gonna pee myself just thinking about it.
Katsuki: Oh shut up! You loser!
Rikido: Did you guys see both All Might and Prime fight that bird guy?! That dude was super strong but those two managed to beat him with Prime landing the final blow!
Fumikage: Yes, both of their strength is truly a thing of wonder. Especially Prime's and how he can light the darkest of hours.
Optimus: You two are giving me too much credit. It was thanks to the efforts of every one of us, along with our teachers, that we were able to survive that day. You should all be proud of yourselves.
Many of his classmates smiled at his words of encouragement.
Eijiro: Staying humble even while being praised by everyone in class and even giving us some credit. So manly!
Momo: Are you okay though?
Momo asked as she put down her book and looked at Optimus with concern.
Momo: You collapsed at the end of it and didn't wake up for a few hours.
Optimus: I am fine now Momo. I was simply exhausted from overusing my Quirk.
Shoto: That makes me curious.
Both students looked at the aloof classmate.
Shoto: How were you able to manifest all those different abilities such as the super strength and dragon wings, as well as that forcefield?
Optimus thought about it for a moment, trying to come up with a believable excuse. He took a few seconds before he found one that might work.
Optimus: I'm not sure. But Recovery Girl believes I went through some sort of Quirk Evolution.
Momo: Quirk Evolution?
Optimus: It's incredibly rare, and mostly just theory, but from what she's told me, my Quirk suddenly evolved into something new. Most likely from the near-death experience I faced.
He wasn't technically lying, as he was only able to unlock the full power of the Matrix when he got so close to death.
Shoto seemed to ponder on that for a moment.
Shoto: That makes sense.
Momo: Still, it was a drastic increase in power, since you were able to defeat a villain All Might struggle with.
Optimus: That was mostly due to luck. All Might had managed to weaken the Nomu significantly by the time I recovered. I was able to finish it off thanks to his help.
Before anything could be said, Tenya ran to the front of the class and began his duty as Class Secretary.
Tenya: Attention! Homeroom is about to begin! Everyone get to their seats immediately!
Eijiro: Uh, we're all sitting.
Hanta: Yeah, you're the only one still standing.
Tenya soon sat at his desk with a self-loathing scowl.
Tenya: Dang it!
Ochaco: Don't sweat it.
Mina: Hey, Tsu. So... who do ya think is gonna teach class today?
Tsuyu: No idea. Mr. Aizawa is still in the hospital recovering from his injuries.
Their attention turned to the door opening where they were greeted with... an Aizawa covered in bandages like a mummy?!
Aizawa: (muffled) Morning class.
Students: Mr. Aizawa, what are you doing here?!
Denki: Whoa, what a pro.
Optimus: Indeed.
While Optimus was concerned that his teacher was still deciding to work when he should be resting, he couldn't help but admire the man's willpower to keep pushing forward despite such injuries.
Tenya: Mr. Aizawa, I'm glad you're okay!
Ochaco: You call that 'okay'?
Aizawa: My well-being is irrelevant. What's more important is that your fight isn't over yet.
Katsuki: Our fight...
Izuku: Don't tell me...
Minoru: Not more bad guys!
Optimus had a fierce and determined expression on his face, ready to leap into action as soon as Aizawa reported the situation!
Aizawa looked at them all through his bandages as he declared:
Aizawa: The U.A. Sports Festival is about to start.
*Silence*
Optimus: The what?
Students: UGH! WHY WOULD YOU SCARE US LIKE THAT?
Optimus: "I'm starting to believe it's because he enjoys making others scared."
Putting the sadistic tendencies of his teacher aside for the moment, Optimus was at a loss. What was a "Sports Festival"? And why was everyone so excited about it?
Eijiro: Let's go kick some–
Denki: Wait a second.
Kyoka: Is it really such a good idea to hold the sports festival so soon after the villains snuck inside?
Mashiro: They could attack once we're all in the same place.
Optimus: "Those are some very good points."
Though if he was being honest, even Optimus doubted the villains would try anything so out in the open with that many people.
Aizawa: Apparently, the administration thinks this is a good way to show that the threat has been handled and our school is safer than ever. Plus they're beefing up security compared to past years. This event is a huge opportunity for all students at U.A. It's not something we can cancel because of a few villains.
Minoru: Um, why not? It's just a sports festival!
Optimus: I cannot believe I am saying this but I agree with Minoru.
Minoru: What's that supposed to mean?!
Izuku: Huh? Optimus, Mineta, don't you know how important this competition is?
Minoru & Optimus: Of course, I do!/No.
Hearing Optimus' response, Aizawa explained the significance of the Sports Festival.
Aizawa: Our Sports Festival is one of the most watched events in the entire world. In the past, everyone obsessed over the Olympic Games. But then Quirks started appearing. Now, the Olympics have been drastically reduced in terms of scale and viewership. For anyone who cares about competition, there's only one tournament that matters. The U.A. Sports Festival.
Optimus: I see.
It sounded much like the gladiatorial matches back on Cybertron.
Momo: That's right. And top heroes everywhere will be watching This is where you get scouted.
Minoru: Sure, unless you're dead.
Denki: She's right. After graduating, a lot of people join pro agencies as a sidekick.
Kyoka: Yeah, but that's as far as some people go. They miss their chance to go indie and stay eternal sidekicks. Actually, that's probably where you're headed. You're kinda dumb.
Denki twitched in anger at Kyoka's blunt words.
Optimus: Do not listen to Kyoka Denki. I believe with time, and with a lot of training, you will become an excellent hero.
Denki shot a thumbs up Optimus' way in thanks.
Aizawa: It's true that joining a famous hero agency can garner you greater experience and popularity. That's why the festival matters. If you want to go pro one day, then this event could open the path for you. One chance a year. Three chances in a lifetime. No aspiring hero can afford to miss this festival. That means you better not slack off on your training.
Students: Yes, sir!
Aizawa: Class is dismissed.
Time passed and soon the bell rang for lunch time.
Eijrio: That villain attack sucked, sure, but I am pumped for these games!
Hanta: We put on a good show, and were basically on the road to being pros.
Rikido: Yeah, this is why I'm even here in the first place.
Fumikage: We get so few chances. We have to make the most of this.
Toru: Oh man Ojiro, I'm getting kinda nervous about the festival. I have to come up with a way to get noticed!
Mashiro: Uh sure. Maybe you should be looking into getting a shinner costume, or something? Otherwise, you're gonna have to try really hard.
Yuga: My, what's a boy to do? I stand out even when I'm standing still. That means the scouts won't be able to take their eyes off me! Don't you agree?
He asked Koji, the shy boy simply nodded nervously.
Denki: You're so lucky, Shoji. People are bound to notice your unique Quirk.
Mezo: Sure, but what matters is I show them how useful I can be.
Kyoka: No doubt you'll make a scene too.
She pointed to a thought bubble that showed Denki looking dumb after using his Quirk so much, causing the blonde to grumble.
Optimus: "Where did that thought bubble come from? And how can I and others see it?"
One of this world's greatest mysteries it seems.
Izuku: This is gonna be nuts. Everyone's so excited.
Optimus: Indeed.
Tenya: Well yeah of course we are. We enrolled in this school with the sole aim of becoming heroes. So naturally we're all getting fired up.
He stated as he began moving his body in what seemed to be exciting movements, for him anyway.
Tsuyu: Wow Iida those are some interesting moves, ribbit.
Tenya: You two must be excited as well right, Prime, Midoriya?
Izuku: Well, yeah, of course I am, and nervous.
Optimus: We'll if I'm being honest, sports were never something I invested much of my time in, so I mostly don't have too high an opinion of the Sports Festival. However, I see it is important to all of you. So I will strive to do my best in the upcoming event.
Ochaco: Deku! Iida! Optimus!
The trio's attention turned toward Ochaco and was met with a startling sight. She had such an intense and menacing aura surrounding her. It was greatly unnerving.
Ochaco: Let's do our best in the Sports Festival!
Izuku: Uraraka? What happened to your face?
Optimus: Are you okay Ochaco? You seem a bit... different than usual.
To be honest, seeing such a serious expression on the normally bubbly girl was scaring the Prime. And he's gone toe-to-toe with Megatron countless times and faced down Unicron.
Mina: Seriously, what's up? You're normally like, the most laid-back girl ever.
She shot her arm into the sky and declared boldly!
Ochaco: Everyone! I'm gonna do my best!
The others began to be infected by her enthusiasm and shot their hands into the air.
Izuku: Yeah!
Tenya: Yeah!
Mina: Yeah!
She then turned to face Eijiro, Hanta, Rikido, and Fumikage. Shooting her hand into the air she declared!
Ochaco: I said I'm gonna do my best!
The four boys weakly raised their hands, sweatdroping a bit at her enthusiasm.
Optimus: Am I the only one now who is more concerned by her shift in behavior?
He jumped when Ochaco was suddenly right in front of him, her face darkened and her eyes shining white!
Ochaco: I said I'm gonna do my best! Got that!
Optimus' sweat was on his face as he looked from side to side, searching for an escape. When he found none, he merely raised his hand and awkwardly replied.
Optimus: Yeah...
Ochaco: Why do I want to be a hero?
After calming down, Izuku took Ochaco aside and asked her a question that had been on his mind for a while now. Both Optimus and Tenya were with them since they were going to the cafeteria together.
Izuku: Yeah I was just curious why you wanted to come here in the first place.
Ochaco: Oh. Well... uh...
Izuku: Is it the money? You decided to become a hero so you could get rich?
Ochaco, who was blushing in embarrassment and scratching her head as if she had been caught just decided to come clean.
Ochaco: If we're cutting to the chase, then yeah, that's the reason. I'm sorry if it sounds so greedy! You three have such wonderful admirable motivations. I hope you don't think less of me.
Tenya: Not at all! Your goal is to support your well-being, which is a perfectly admirable admiration to have.
Optimus: Well said Tenya. I'll admit that while I'm not completely fond of the idea of turning heroism into just another job, I do understand the idea of being paid for your services. It's the same as policemen and firefighters. There's nothing wrong with wanting to make money for yourself, but it's when that desire for greed supersedes your duty to the people you swore to protect that it becomes a problem.
Izuku: Uh-huh, it's just a little surprising is all.
Ochaco, glad to not be judged harshly for her reasons, sighed as she explained more of the reason.
Ochaco: Well, you see, my family owns a construction company, but we haven't gotten any work lately so we're flat broke. Anyway, this isn't something I usually tell other people, but...
Tenya: Construction ay.
Izuku: If she got licensed, I bet she could use her Quirk to bring the cost down a lot.
Tenya: And they could sell their heavy lifting equipment. She could float everything!
Optimus: I see, so that's the reason. But I fail to see why she couldn't do all that without having to enter the hero course and get a license. There must be many Quirks out there like hers that would be invaluable to things like construction. That fact that people are required to have a hero license to use their Quirk for such tasks seems illogical to me.
Yet another thing that's wrong with this 'perfect' society.
Ochaco: I know, right? I've been telling Dad that since I was a kid! But...
She then had flashbacks to when she told her parents that when she grew up, she was gonna do all the work for them. But they laughed and said they would be happier if she worked to achieve her dreams. She gripped her skirt hard.
Ochaco: I'm gonna become a Pro. I'll sign with a good agency and make tons of money. Then I'll be able to let my parents have an easy life!
Optimus, Izuku, and Tenya were all shocked by her determination. Optimus soon smiled as he walked forward and placed a hand on her shoulder.
Optimus: An admirable goal Ochaco. I wish you the best in your pursuit of it. And know that should you ever require aid, you can always count on me.
Ochaco was shocked by his words, but soon smiled and had tears gather in her eyes.
Tenya raised his hands high in the air and began clapping.
Tenya: That's beautiful! So noble! Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!
Ochaco seemed to be embarrassed slightly as she blushed. Izuku was in awe of the girl before him. She wasn't here for some childish fantasy, she was more grounded than all of them.
Suddenly they all heard a familiar boisterous laugh, shocking them.
All Might: YOUNG MIDORIYA, IS HERE!
All Might declared, dressed in the suit and tie as he pointed to the teen.
Izuku: Woah, All Might! What are you doing here?!
The Number One hero pulled out a bento box.
All Might: LUNCH. YOU WANT TO EAT WITH ME?
Ochaco suddenly burst out laughing, spit coming from her mouth.
Ochaco: That's adorable!
All Might: WHADDAYA SAY?
Izuku looked back to his friends who nodded in agreement with Optimus leaning in to whisper.
Optimus: He may have something important to tell you, so I suggest going along with him for now.
Izuku nodded as he ran along to meet with All Might.
Izuku: Sure thing!
The two users of One For All disappeared around the corner. When they were gone, a new face appeared.
Nezu: Seems like All Might has found his first favorite.
The three teens turned to see Nezu walk up to them.
Tenya: Principle Nezu! I'm sorry! We didn't see you there!
Nezu merely laughed.
Nezu: It's no trouble at all, Mr. Iida. I'm used to not being recognizable because of my height. But on to more important matters. Mr. Prime, if you would come with me, please.
Optimus: Is something the matter, sir?
Nezu: Not really. I would just like to take a moment to discuss the upcoming Sports Festival with you. There are some important things we need to go over.
Optimus could tell there was more to it than that.
Optimus: Very well. I will see you two back in class. Make sure you and Momo take charge if I'm not back before then Tenya.
Tenya: Of course! You can count on me Prime!
Optimus sighed. Tenya still wouldn't call him Optimus, no matter how much he asked.
As Tenya and Ochaco waited in line to get their lunch, they talked about why All Might would want Izuku. They theorized that maybe since Izuku helped All Might in the U.S.J. as well as what Tsuyu said about their Quirks being similar, means that All Might has taken a liking to Izuku.
Ochaco: But what do you think the Principal wanted with Optimus? You don't think he's in any trouble, do you?
Tenya: I highly doubt that. It seems to me that Prime would be the last person to ever be punished for disobedience.
Ochaco put a finger to her lips as she thought about it.
Ochaco: I don't know. He did kinda attack Aizawa on our first day, even if he only cut his scarf. He also walked out in the middle of All Might's class without permission. Then there was that moment when the alarms went off and he shot at the ceiling with his gun.
Tenya seemed to ponder over her words.
Tenya: I suppose when you put it that way our Class Rep doesn't appear to be the shining example of perfection we sometimes see him as.
Ochaco: Yeah, he always seems so composed and serious all the time. It can be funny too. But there are times when he can be really scary too.
She thought back to when he held Katsuki down with a blaster aimed at his face. The cool and composed look on his face spoke volumes. It wasn't the first time he was in such a situation Or how he fought with such grace in the battle trials. He could easily kill someone with his skills.
Ochaco: And you have to wonder, at the end of the day, do we really know Optimus at all?
Tenya: What do you mean?
Ochaco: I mean how much do we know about him? We know he's an orphan from the States, or at least western. But how did he get to Japan? Or get U.A. to allow him into the dorms? Any other foreign exchange student doesn't have that kind of luxury.
Tenya: You have a point. And then there's his fighting skills. He mentioned he was mostly self-taught, having had others share with him some pointers. But his skills seemed way too refined to simply be self-taught. The way he was fighting, it was like he was fighting his whole life.
Ochaco: Yeah, and did you see him during the U.S.J.? He acted so calm and composed. He never hesitated or seemed to freeze in fear like the rest of us. He knew exactly what to do, almost as if he'd been through situations like that a dozen, if not hundreds, of times.
Tenya: Yes, I noticed that too.
The more they thought about it, the more suspicious they became. But then Ochaco smiled in a carefree way.
Ochaco: But at the end of the day it doesn't matter. We know who Optimus is. He's a hero! Through and through!
Tenya smiled.
Tenya: Yes. I may not have known Prime for long, but I knew after just a few interactions with him that he was a true leader—one who will no doubt lead our class to greatness.
Overhearing their conversation, Shoto Todoroki couldn't help but narrow his eyes in suspicion.
Shoto: "Optimus Prime."
Ever since he'd first laid eyes on him, he knew right then and there that Prime was different from anyone he'd ever met before. He didn't have a naive look in his eyes many of his classmates had. His eyes were like Shoto's, but different. He's seen cruelty, but despite that, he still had that hopeful gleam in his eyes.
Plus there were those new powers of his. None of it made any sense to Shoto, despite the excuse Prime gave him. He did some of his research and found no mention of anything called Quirk Evolutions. How did he get access to strength and abilities greater than All Might at such a crucial time?
What did he go through? And how, after experiencing so much pain, could he still look and sound so hopeful? For some reason, it made Shoto angry.
Nezu: Have a glass of water Optimus.
Optimus: Thank you, principal Nezu.
The two were sitting in his office on the couch. They had already had a quick lunch and were drinking water now. After a comfortable moment of silence, Optimus spoke.
Optimus: So why did you want to see me?
Nezu: I wanted to get your opinion of the Sports Festival, and ask something of you.
Optimus thought for a moment before giving his answer.
Optimus: I believe it is a bad idea to have the festival.
Nezu: Why do you say that?
Optimus: The public is still reeling from the attack on U.A. By moving forward with the festival, I fear we are trying to ignore the problem like many do in this society, and back on Cybertron.
Nezu: I understand your concerns. But think of it this way: Continuing with the festival, we give the people a sense of assurance that we have everything under control, and that we won't let villains scare us into cowardice. While this is the first time something like this has happened before, if we give into fear, the villains would have won.
Optimus looked down in thought. What Nezu said made sense. If they cowered in fear, then the villains would have succeeded in crippling this society. But there's a difference between being cautious and cowardly.
Nezu: What else is bothering you?
Optimus: The fact that we will be televised to the world. A major reason why we were able to survive the U.S.J. was that the villains had no idea what our individual Quirks could do, or how we use them in a fight. With the sports festival being broadcast, the whole world will be able to see what we are capable of, allowing the villains to be better prepared should they try again.
Nezu: I see. But once again, look at it from a different angle. By showing the world what our students are capable of, we're assuring the populace that future heroes will be able to handle themselves when they head out into the real world. Plus any villains watching would think twice about trying anything when they see how strong each of our students is.
Once again, Optimus couldn't help but see the logic in Nezu's statement. He was about to raise another concern but Nezu beat him to it.
Nezu: If you're worried about how this will affect how the classes stand with each other, keep this in mind. Rivalry can be a good thing when it is in a healthy and stable environment. It can be used to push each other to become better and stronger, more than one can do alone. Of course, there are examples of unhealthy rivalries out there, but the sports festival is a way where people can air their grievances in a healthy environment.
Optimus was stumped before he let out a sigh and smiled.
Optimus: You already knew what I was going to say this whole time, didn't you?
Nezu laughed in a diabolic nature.
Nezu: Once again you underestimate my intelligence, Optimus Prime. It feels so good to get the better of a being over 4 million years old.
Optimus: So what was the thing you wanted to ask of me?
Nezu: I want you to win the Sports Festival.
Optimus froze.
Optimus: What?
Nezu: I know you probably don't care much for this festival, but this is an important opportunity. Given the attack, Class 1-A will be in the spotlight more than ever this year. We could never have a better opportunity than now to take advantage of all this attention to intact our plan.
Optimus: Right, our plan.
The plan where the two were trying to change the very society they lived in. To make it a society of true heroes, instead of the cut-throat competition it is today. It was also one of the main reasons the Primes sent Optimus to this world in the first place.
Nezu: You have a chance to leave an impact on the people today. Every action you take, every word you say, will be watched closely by people all over the world. If you want to make an impact, now would be the best time.
Optimus looked down in thought. Nezu was right. If he wanted to make any sort of huge impact to try and change this hero society, this year's sports festival would be the best to do it. But the idea of using the sports festival to get his message across makes him feel slightly sick. It sounded so much like Megatron using his gladiator matches as a way to get his message across to Cybertron.
But, given his station, as a 1st-year hero student, he didn't have a lot of influence. If he wanted to reach the masses, this would be the best way.
Optimus: Very well.
Nezu smiled.
Nezu: Perfect!
Optimus: However, I have a condition.
Nezu flinched as he saw the serious gaze on Optimus' face.
Optimus: I will compete in this sports festival and win, with my strength, my way. I do not want any handicaps or any sort of favoritism directed at me in any form. Otherwise, I will leave U.A.
Nezu could tell by the fierce look in his eyes that Optimus was serious.
Nezu: I understand. Don't worry, no matter what happens, I have no intention of interfering with the outcome of the Sports Festival. While I am hoping you win, I would be happy and proud regardless of which 1st year ended up winning the tournament. I promise.
Optimus stared him down for a long moment, seeing if he was telling the truth. After a good minute or two of staring, Optimus let out a sigh.
Optimus: I apologize for threatening something so extreme and doubting your integrity principal Nezu, but I had to be sure.
Nezu: It's alright. I understand completely. Lunch is almost over, you should head back to class. Wouldn't be good if the Class representative was late.
Optimus: Understood sir.
And with that, Optimus left the room. Nezu sat in his office by himself, simply enjoying his drink. His eyes then widened in realization.
Nezu: "Oh dear. I forgot to tell him as the top scorer of the Entrance Exam, he has to give the opening speech."
Nezu thought about running after him to inform him of such an important duty, but he simply smiled and shrugged after a second of thinking.
Nezu: "Oh well, I'm sure he'll be fine."
As the last class of the day, everyone was prepared to go home, but as they tried to leave the classroom, they were met with a shocking sight.
Ochaco: U-Um, why the heck are you all here?!
She shouted as she and the rest of Class A came face to face with an army of first-year students standing in front of their classroom, blocking their escape.
Tenya: Do you students have some sort of business with our class?
Minoru: Why are you blocking our doorway? I won't let you hold us hostage!
Optimus: Everyone calm down. There is no need to be alarmed. They are simply here to scout out our class.
Katsuki: Robo-Boy's got the right idea idiots. Were the class who survived a villain attack, so of course they wanted to check us out.
As the blonde approached the gathering of students, Optimus had a concerned expression on his face.
Optimus: "Let's hope he doesn't decide to unleash his Quirk to force them to move."
Katsuki: At least now you know what a future pro looks like. Now move it, extras.
As the others began panicking, Optimus shook his head.
Optimus: "Well, at least he hasn't hurt anyone physically."
?: So this is Class 1-A. I heard you guys were impressive, but you sound like a jerk.
Optimus looked to see one young man pushing his way to the front of the students. He had a tired look in his eyes that seemed to match Aizawa's along with spikey purple hair.
?: Is everyone in the hero course delusional or is it just you?
Katsuki gritted his teeth in anger while everyone shook their heads 'no'.
?: How sad to come here and find a bunch of egomaniacs.
He then looked around trying to find someone specific.
?: So, mind telling me which one of you was the big hero of that whole disaster? The one who sent that so-called birdman flying?
Optimus: That would be me.
Optimus moved to the front of the class and stood face-to-face with the strange boy before his classmates could say anything.
Optimus: I am Optimus Prime. Class 1-A Representative. May I ask what your name is?
The boy seemed to be surprised that some hero student was asking for his name, but he got over it quickly.
Hitoshi: It's Hitoshi Shinso. Class 1-C, the General Department.
Optimus: It's nice to meet you Hitoshi. I'm sorry that your first interaction with our class seemed to be a negative one. I apologize on behalf of Katsuki's behavior, as my duty as Class Rep.
Katsuki looked ready to say something but Optimus sent him a look that shut him up, much to the amazement of Izuku.
Izuku: "No way. He got Kacchan to stop talking."
Optimus: As for what you said about the villain attack, I need to correct it. I was not the 'big hero' you believe I was. I was simply another student doing whatever I could to help my classmates survive. They, along with the teachers who came just in time, are the real heroes of the attack.
His classmates all looked at him in shock. To hear him give them all such praise when he did most of the work touched their hearts. Those gathered outside were also in awe of the Prime's humility. Hitoshi also had an impressed look on his face.
Hitoshi: Guess you're not as arrogant as most of these other hero students. You know I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others here, I was forced to choose a different track. Such is life.
Optimus: I am sorry to hear that.
Hitoshi: I don't need your pity. I didn't cut it out the first time around, but I have another chance. If any of us do well in the sports festival, the teachers can decide to transfer us to the hero course. And they'll have to transfer people out to make room.
The entire classroom took a big gulp at that knowledge. They worked so hard to get these seats. Could they be taken away just like that?
Hitoshi: Scouting the competition? Maybe some of my peers are, but I'm here to let you know that, if you don't bring your very best, I'll steal your spot from right under you. Consider this a declaration of war.
That last word struck a chord with Optimus. His mind suddenly flashed back to the War for Cybertron. The countless torn-apart bodies, barely recognizable, the Energon that turned the streets of Iacon blue. It all came rushing back to him at once.
Everyone: "Where did this guy even come from?!"
Optimus: Don't.
Everyone blinked as they turned to Optimus. His head was down, hair obscuring his eyes, while his hand was wrapped in a fist, shaking. His voice sounded so cold, a far cry from the kind and compassionate Class Rep they knew him as.
Hitoshi: Hmm?
Optimus: Don't just say things like that casually. That you're here to declare war on us.
He lifted his head and his glare sent a shiver down all the gathered students' spine, causing them all to back away in fear, especially Hitoshi since that glare was directed straight at him.
Optimus: You don't the first thing about war. Having to fight enemies who were once your brothers. Never knowing whether or not you would live to see tomorrow, or that your friends would be along with you.
The bodies of his friends and comrades flashed through his mind: Alpha Trion, Zeta Prime, Ironhide, Elita, Cliffjumper, and so many more.
Optimus: Do not use that term looselyagain, especially around me. Not when you've never known war for yourself.
All the people in the class started to feel a wave of killing intent coming from the Prime, it was almost suffocating them of all their oxygen to breathe.
But suddenly, it vanished as quickly as it appeared. Optimus took a deep breath to calm himself down as he released the pressure on his hand. He then bowed his head.
Optimus: My apologies. I didn't mean to get so emotional. Please forgive me for my outburst.
Hitoshi had no words as he stared in fear at the Prime. He may have apologized, but he still felt the aftermath of that wave of killing intent coming from him. How the heck could one student hold such powerful emotions that it could lead to that?
His classmates all looked at Optimus in concern, and some in fear. They've never seen him like that. So... angry. And the way he talked about war, made it sound like he experienced it firsthand. Once again, the mystery of Optimus Prime only deepened.
Optimus: Regarding your challenge, I would advise you not to underestimate us.
Hitoshi and the rest of the student body calmed down enough to listen to him.
Optimus: Since the beginning, we've been fighting to make sure we've earned our spots in the hero course. On the very first day, our teacher, Mr. Aizawa, had to do a Quirk Assessment test, where should one of us fail to impress him, we would be expelled. As you can see, we are all here. I truly do feel sorry you were able to become a part of the hero course Hitoshi, but don't think that means you are entitled to a place here. If you wish to become a part of the hero course, then be sure to give it your all. Because we will fight tooth and nail to keep our spots in the hero course.
His classmates all adopted fierce looks of determination. A fire was lit thanks to their Class Rep, and they didn't feel as scared of the threat of being replaced anymore.
Optimus: But if you do manage to enter the hero course of your own strength...
He then held out a hand to Hitoshi.
Optimus: ...Then I welcome you and everyone else who proves themselves worthy.
Hitoshi stared at the outstretched hand and back to the Prime in shock. Was this the same guy who was threatening him about casually throwing out declarations of war just a moment ago? Despite the shift in personality, Hitoshi couldn't help but smirk. This guy was something else. He grasped the Prime's hand with his own.
Hitoshi: You better not take back those words when I steal your spot right from under you.
Optimus: If you did so, then that means you have earned it by your own strength and power. So I would have no reason to be displeased.
Everyone sighed in relief. Thanks to Optimus, it seems much of the animosity Katsuki stirred up against their class seemed to die down.
?: Hey you!
Everyone turned to see a young man with metallic-colored hair looking at them with a fierce expression.
?: I'm from class 1-B next door to you! We heard you fought some villains, and I came to see if that was true. I thought you were just a bunch of brats who thought they were better than us. But thanks to Prime, I can see that most of you are cool! Except for that blonde kid with the red eyes! It's gonna be embarrassing when you're KO'd!
Katsuki scoffed as he walked past Prime. Eijiro walked up and called out to him.
Eijiro: Wait a minute! Are you seriously gonna leave without saying anything? It's your fault this hate started and Optimus had to clean it up Bakugou!
Katsuki: These people don't matter.
Eijiro: Huh?
Katsuki: The only thing that matters is if I beat them.
Katsuki said nothing else as he walked off. The Class B student yelled after him.
?: I'm coming for you!
Eijiro growled as he clenched his fist and had tears in his eyes.
Eijiro: I hate that, that was such a manly exit.
Denki: Huh?
Rikido: You said it.
Denki: Huh?!
Fumikage: We have to beat them. He wasn't wrong.
Denki: Yeah sure but this sucks, he almost made everyone our enemies!
Optimus: It is alright Denki.
Optimus turned back to the crowd and bowed.
Optimus: Once again, I apologize for my classmate's actions, he doesn't speak for all of us.
Hitoshi: It's okay. Just glad to know not all of you are like him. Hope the rest aren't all like you, or else I'd feel bad about taking their spots. See you at the festival Prime.
Optimus: See you then as well Hitoshi.
One by one, all the students left the class and the hallway became deserted once again. But no one, besides Katsuki, left. Optimus turned to face his classmates.
Optimus: I would advise you all to use these next two weeks to prepare. Undoubtedly this will prove to be a very challenging sports festival, and like Hitoshi said, we need to do our best to ensure our spot isn't taken from us.
Everyone: Yes, sir!
Optimus then grabbed his bag.
Optimus: I will see you all tomorrow then.
And with that, he left the room. After a few tense seconds of silence.
Mashiro: So are we gonna talk about it now?
Kyoka: Talk about what?
Rikido: How bout that fact that Prime looked like he was ready to kill everyone in the hallway with just a glare?
Kyoka: Oh, I was just hoping by denying it we wouldn't have to talk about it.
Hanta: Serious where did all that even come from?
Minrou: I felt like my soul was about to leave my body and never return. That was one of the scariest things I've ever seen.
Tsuyu: It was kinda rattling to see someone like Optimus had that kind of side to him. Ribbit.
Toru: Yeah, it was seriously scary.
Mina: But at the same time, kinda cool.
Both Mina and Toru blushed, though it was hard to see due to the former's skin and the latter's invisibility.
Fumikage: It seems even the brightest of lights can cast the darkest shadows.
Tenya: That's enough, everyone! We shouldn't be talking about our class rep like that! Especially behind his back.
Momo: Agreed.
Despite saying that though, even they felt unnerved by Optimus' attitude, especially Momo. What could cause such a kind-hearted person like him to speak so coldly?
Momo: In any case, we should do what he suggested and make the most of these two weeks. We need to be prepared for anything the other classes may throw at us.
Everyone: Right!
As everyone began leaving, Izuku stood still, thinking about what just happened. While he too felt a little unnerved by Optimus' behavior, it was Katsuki's words that made him look deep in thought. He clenched his fists as a determination filled his being.
He would do his best in the Sports Festival. He would show the world that he is here!
Optimus: "I'm such a fool."
Optimus berated himself as he slumped down on his bed in his dorm room.
Optimus: "I let my emotions get the best of me. I may have attacked them if I didn't exercise more self-control, all over a stupid comment that had no real meaning to it?"
This has been happening quite a bit recently. Since becoming human, he's had less and less control over his emotions than when he was a Cybertronian. Was this a side-effect of the Primes? Or something else?
Regardless, it didn't matter at the moment. What did was make sure he was ready for the sports festival. He got up from bed and began to do some warm-ups before training. Recovery Girl may disapprove of such work early on. But he had a sports festival to win. So he had to go beyond. Plus Ultra!