A/N: I do not own Transformers or My hero Academia.
1st Round
Present Mic: Hey Sports Fans, are you ready?
In response, the crowd cheered.
Present Mic: After all the action you've witnessed, it's time for the real battles to begin! Can you feel the excitement?
Optimus: I must admit, despite his somewhat loud and obnoxious behavior, Present Mic knows how to excite a crowd of people.
Momo: Well he's had a lot of practice. I heard that he's the one who always announces at the Sports Festival, given his Quirk and personality.
Optimus: I see.
Currently, the majority of Class 1-A was sitting in a booth overlooking the tournament. The only members not present were Izuku, Shoto, and Hanta, the former was getting ready to walk out of the stadium while the other two were in lockers, waiting for their match to start.
Mina: So who do you guys think is going to win this one? I bet it's Midoriya!
Tenya: Ashido! Gambling is frowned upon! As U.A. students, we should refrain from such activities!
Ochaco: My money's on Deku! He'll totally blow that Shinso kid away!
Tenya: Uraraka?!
The class secretary never felt so betrayed.
Eijiro: Totally! Midoriya is manly! No way he'll lose!
Rikkido: I don't know. Remember, his Quirk causes his bones to break. It's pretty reckless to do something like that in the first match.
Tsuyu: Yeah. Even flicking his finger for a gust of wind causes damage. His Quirk is weird. Ribbit.
Katsuki's eyes narrowed in suspicion at that comment.
Denki: Maybe, but come on, who even is this Shinso guy? The guy's from the General Course, so I doubt he's gonna be able to do much.
Optimus: I would not be one to write Hitoshi off so quickly Denki.
Denki slightly flinched at Optimus' comment, still ashamed of their talk from earlier.
Kyoka: Oh, that's right. You were on a team with the guy for the Calvary Battle. If I remember, you got really mad when he declared war on us. How come you teamed up with a guy like that?
Optimus: Because he asked. "After he mind controlled me and apologized for it."
His answer seemed to shock many of his classmates.
Fumikage: You cannot ignore a cry for help. Even if it comes from an enemy, can't you?
Optimus: Indeed my friend.
Mina: That means you know what his Quirk is right? Dish why don't you?
Optimus looked back at Mina and, to the surprise of everyone, had a sly smirk on his face.
Optimus: Now that, would be telling.
Everyone was shocked at Optimus' cheeky comeback, Mina herself felt her brain short-circuit and shut down for a few moments as she registered that Optimus Prime, the Optimus Prime, probably one of the most stoic people she's met, give such a cheeky reply. It was unbelievable. Maybe she was dreaming.
The others ignored her and focused back on Optimus.
Momo: So do you believe Shinso will win?
Optimus shrugged.
Optimus: I cannot say. It's too early to tell. It all depends on whether or not Izuku falls into his trap. And should he, if he has enough strength to break free?
The first match turned out to be quite a nail-biter.
In the beginning, Izuku tried to follow Optimus' advice and not say anything, but Hitoshi still was able to goad him into speaking, causing him to fall under his control. Hitoshi ordered him to walk out of the stadium, which would give him the win.
Everyone in the class tried to snap Izuku out of his trance. All but Optimus. He had faith that Izuku would somehow free himself. And he was proven right.
Right before Izuku stepped out, he channeled One For All into his fingers and flicked them, sending a massive shockwave that freed him from the control. Despite knowing that Izuku would somehow be able to break free, Optimus was still impressed. His will must be incredibly strong.
Hitoshi was shocked but quickly got over it soon enough as he recalled it wasn't the first time someone managed to break free from his control. Optimus did it, so others could too. He then tried to get Izuku to speak up again, but no matter what he said, Izuku kept his mouth shut.
Izuku charged at Hitoshi and pushed him to the edge of the stadium. Hitoshi tried to stop him, but Izuku was fueled by the determination to win, not for himself, but for the people who believed in him. He then managed to throw Hitoshi out of bounds, winning the match.
Ochaco let out a breath of relief as she sat back down, her heart rate calming after the nail-biting of that first match.
Ochaco: Oh that was so nerve-racking.
Tenya looked down at his friend in pride and admiration.
Tenya: Turning the tables at the last moment. A classic Midoriya manuever.
Optimus: Indeed. Despite the odds being against him, Izuku refused to surrender.
Denki: He's pulled that shoulder throw on you before, huh?
He said, taunting Katsuki. Not a very good idea.
Katsuki: Shut you're dang face sparky! I can't wait to see you wet yourself when you go against Robo-Boy.
The reminder that he was facing off against Optimus Prime caused the electric blonde's jovial mood to plummet as he hung his head in despair.
Optimus gave Katsuki a pointed look but the bomber ignored him. Optimus then looked down at the field to see Izuku and Hitoshi talking. He didn't know what they were saying, but if he knew his green-haired friend, he was trying to encourage his opponent. It worked as Hitoshi seemed to have a light in his eyes, one Optimus saw when they talked about his reasons for being a hero.
He noticed a bunch of Pro Heroes were also expressing interest in Hitoshi and his Quirk, some even wishing they had the power themselves. Hitoshi's eyes seemed to light up at the praise from both his classmates and the heroes. His gaze then found Optimus in the stands, and his expression was asking the Prime one question: Can I become a hero?
Optimus smiled and nodded yes.
That confirmation caused Hitoshi to lower his head, embarrassed at his eyes getting all misty. He then spoke a few more words to Izuku and walked off into the stadium.
Optimus then abruptly stood from his spot in the stands.
Optimus: Excuse me, everyone.
His classmates looked at him in surprise.
Mashiro: Where are you going? Are you heading to check on Midoriya?
Optimus: No. I merely want to see how another friend of mine is doing.
With his heart feeling lighter than ever, Hitoshi made his way to the general course stands to rejoin his classmates. He may have lost the fight, especially in the first round, but he honestly couldn't have been happier. Because for the first time, people believed in him. Believed in his dream of becoming a hero despite his power. It was a dream come true, and he owed it all to two people. Midoriya and–
Optimus: Well done, Hitoshi.
The boy jumped as he saw Optimus standing at the end of the hall, a proud smile on his face that made his heart melt even more. He then had a self-deprecating smirked.
Hitoshi: Why's that? I still lost.
Optimus: Be that as it may, you still did well in your first match. You refused to surrender, even when your power wasn't working, and continued to fight. That alone is more than impressive. And I know many of the teachers and other pro heroes were impressed with you.
Hitoshi blushed at all the praise he was receiving and scratched the back of his head.
Hitoshi: I guess. Anyway, I want to thank you.
Optimus raised an eyebrow.
Optimus: For what?
Hitoshi: For believing in me, even after I used my Quirk on you. Everyone is usually so afraid to talk to me after they learn what my Quirk is. It left me isolated growing up. But, you showed no fear or hesitation in speaking with me, even after I used my power to force you to join my team. It meant a lot to me. So thank you.
Optimus seemed surprised, but he walked and placed a comforting hand on Hitoshi's shoulder.
Optimus: There is no need for thanks. I have lived long enough to learn not to judge a person by their power, but instead by their actions. And while your actions were... questionable at first, I knew that you truly wanted to be a hero who could help others. That's why I decided to help you. Because I wanted to give you a chance to show the world what you are capable of.
Hitoshi smiled as tears began to form in his eyes. No one had ever done this much for him, besides his parents. No one had given him a second chance. But Optimus Prime did. And Hitoshi would be forever thankful for that.
Hitoshi: Thanks a lot Prime.
Optimus: Call me Optimus. I like to be less formal around my friends and peers.
Hitoshi looked at him in surprise.
Hitoshi: We're friends?
Optimus: Of course.
He held out his hand for the young man to shake. Hitoshi looked at it for a long moment before chuckling and grasping the Prime's hand with his own.
Hitoshi: You are something else, you know that?
Optimus: I've been told that a time or two.
Hitoshi: Sure you have. But, like I told Midoriya, I will make it into the hero course, graduate, get certified, and become a better hero than you are. Just watch me!
Optimus smiled at the young man's determination.
Optimus: I look forward to it Hitoshi. I will see you around.
Hitoshi: Yeah, see ya.
And with that, the two parted ways. Hitoshi then looked back at Optimus who turned a corner to return to his classmates. Standing alone in the hallway, Hitoshi took a moment to look down at the hand that shook Optimus'. His fight with Midoriya and his talk just now with Optimus lit a fire inside of him, burning brighter than ever, as he felt a sense of something he had long since buried.
Hope.
Shoto watched the match on the replay in his waiting room. He knew that he would win despite the hiccup Izuku encountered initially. He had to so that Shoto could beat him. If he lost, he would need to rely on Optimus to prove that he didn't need his quirk. At the thought of the Prime, his thoughts went back to their conversation from earlier.
Optimus (Flashback): You want to become your own hero, free from your father's influence. But this vow to become one with just your ice is a direct result of your father's influence. If you become a hero like this, you will be letting him win.
He shook his head to get the words out of his head. He was wrong! He had to be wrong! If he used his fire, then he would be letting that man win! He couldn't let that happen. No matter what.
He turned the corner and was prepared to enter the field, but something, or rather someone, stopped him.
Shoto: What do you want?
Enji Todoroki, otherwise known as Endeavor, stood there leaning against the wall, looking at his son Shoto with disappointment.
Endeavor: You're acting disgraceful, Shoto.
Optimus (Flashback): You are such a child.
Shoto did his best to ignore both the words of his father and the memory of Optimus as he continued walking. But Endeavor wasn't done talking, and neither was the memory.
Endeavor: If you simply used the power of your left side, you would've had an overwhelming victory in both of the first rounds. It's time to stop this childish rebellion of yours.
Optimus (Flashback): Holding yourself back, refusing to use all your power, putting yourself and others in danger, all just to spite your father. It's as childish as it is foolish.
Shoto: "Shut up!"
Endeavor: You have a duty to surpass that imbecile All Might, as well as his spawn. Do you understand what I am saying? You are more than your siblings. You are my greatest masterpiece.
Shoto: Is that all you have to say to me, you bastard? I'll win this match using only Mom's Quirk. I won't give you the pleasure of seeing me use yours.
Endeavor looks at him. Still as stubborn as ever.
Endeavor: Even if that works for you in this tournament, you'll soon find the limits of that power.
Endeavor wasn't mocking him, he was merely speaking the truth. There was only so much Shoto could do with just his ice.
But Shoto didn't see it that way. He just thought the old man was trying to insult both him and his mother, causing a look of pure rage to form on his face.
He'd crush them. Midoriya, Prime, Bakugou, his classmates, villains, he'd crush all of them! And only using his right side! He would prove that bastard wrong! He would become a hero with just his ice!
But despite his determination, a sliver of doubt rang in his mind. One that was accompanied by an increasingly irritating voice.
Optimus (Flashback): What if you go down this path... and you're wrong?
Shoto shook his head. No! He couldn't be wrong! He just couldn't!
Optimus was making his way back up to the stands for Class 1-A when he met up with Izuku, who was returning from Recovery Girl's office after healing his broken fingers.
Izuku: Optimus?
Optimus: Izuku. Well done in that match against Hitoshi. I had faith you would somehow persevere.
Izuku blushed at the praise, scratching the back of his head.
Izuku: Heh. Thanks. Though, you could've warned me he was able to brainwash people just by getting them to talk back to him.
Optimus: I apologize my friend. But I thought it wouldn't have been fair for Hitoshi if you knew all about how it wouldn't be a fair fight. But I also didn't want you going in completely blind, so I tried to give you a hint.
Izuku sighed.
Izuku: Yeah, for all the good it did me. I still got played in the end, and he nearly made me walk out of the arena.
Optimus: That reminds me. How did you break free from Hitoshi's brainwashing? I saw you use your Quirk, but how did you will yourself to activate it?
Izuku seemed to think on it for a moment, trying to come up with the best way to explain what happened.
Izuku: Well, everything was a fog. It was almost impossible to see through it. But suddenly, a rainbow of colors came rolling across my body, and in the distance, I saw eight figures, with glowing yellow eyes. And...
He trailed off.
Optimus: And what?
Izuku: And one of them looked a lot like All Might's.
Optimus' eyes widened. He then placed a hand on his chin in contemplation.
Optimus: Interesting. Do you think the reason why you moved it is because of One For All's previous holders?
Izuku: That's what I thought too. But All Might thinks it was more my determination and passion that helped me break free.
Optimus: I would be inclined to agree with him.
Izuku looked at him in surprise.
Izuku: Really?
Optimus: Yes. I have seen firsthand your passion and dedication to your dreams and goals. How you will stop at nothing to achieve them. I'm certain that no one, not even someone with a brain-altering Quirk, could take that away from you and make you surrender without a fight.
Izuku looked at Optimus in awe before he smiled. Optimus was always the best at cheering others up. He only hoped one day he could be as good at it as the Prime. Though, now he had a question of his own.
Izuku: How did you break free? Shinso mentioned that you somehow managed to break free all on your own, even without someone touching you. How did you do it?
Optimus thought about it for a long moment, and his gaze turned elsewhere. Izuku noticed Optimus did this a lot, especially if he was thinking over his answer.
Optimus: Let's just say, that I've developed a strong will Izuku. One that is not so easily broken by the hubris of youth.
There he goes again with vague answers. Izuku wanted to get to know Optimus better, but he kept this wall up between him and the other members of his class. Heck, sometimes it felt like Optimus was on another planet compared to them!
Before either of them could speak more, someone shouted out their names.
Ochaco: Ah! There you are Deku! And you brought Optimus!
Both boys realized that in their conversation, they had unknowingly returned to the booth reserved for Class 1-A. They turned to the voice to see Ochaco waving at them. She, along with Tenya and Momo, gestured to the open seats next to them.
Ochaco: You did good!
Tenya: Come on down here-we saved some seats for you two!
Both boys smiled at their friends.
Izuku: Ha! Thanks guys!
Optimus: We are grateful for your consideration.
The two then took their seats, with Izuku sitting on the right of Tenya and Optimus sitting in between Momo and Ochaco. The former blushed slightly at his proximity. But she soon composed herself enough to ask him a question.
Momo: Did you take care of what you needed to do?
Optimus nodded.
Optimus: I did. Thank you for asking Momo.
He flashed her a smile that nearly caused her heart to melt.
Momo: "Why am I feeling this way? It's just a smile?! Thousands of boys have smiled at me!"
But his was different. Instead of the polite fake smiles or the lecherous ones, perverts sent her way, his smile was genuine, with no ulterior motive behind those bright beautiful blue eyes of his. Her face flushed more as she thought about his eyes.
Optimus: Momo?
He said her name with such concern it sent butterflies down her stomach.
Optimus: Are you alright? Your face is abnormally red. Do you perhaps have a fever? It may be best to see Recovery Girl as soon as you can. Or even drop out of the match entirely.
Momo: No! I-I mean... (coughs) No, I'm fine. I promise. It's just a little hot here in the stadium because of all the fire from the torches. Wouldn't you girls agree?
The rest of the girls were looking at her with looks that ranged from skeptical to knowing, at least in Mina's case. No one could even see what Toru looked like since she was invisible.
Kyoka: Yeah, I guess it's a little warm. But we got the AC going overhead.
Momo then sent her a look that told her "Shut up! I'm embarrassed enough as it is, so please don't make it worse. I'm begging you". And with that, Kyoka said nothing more.
Optimus was still concerned for his friend, but if she said she was fine, he would trust her. Besides, at the moment, he had something he was more concerned about.
The next match. Or more precisely, one of the contestants. He did not doubt that Shoto would win. Despite Hanta's Quirk and his determination, Optimus was not naive enough to believe he would win against Shoto, unless the Hal-Cold, Half-Hot boy decided to not use his Quirk at all. He only hoped Shoto didn't go overboard.
Present Mic: Enough standing around. Now welcome to the ring our next players.
The main screen flashed Shoto Todoroki vs. Hanta Sero.
Present Mic: He's got skills! But at the expense of some creepy-looking elbows! From the Hero Course, it's Hanta Sero!
Optimus: "That comment about his elbow seemed uncalled for."
Sometimes, Optimus wondered if Present Mic knew what he was saying about the students.
Present Mic: Versus, an early frontrunner who's way too strong for his own good. Someone who rightfully got into the hero course based on recommendations! It's Shoto Todoroki!
As Optimus looked down at Shoto, despite the distance between them and the stadium, he could see that Shoto's hair was blocking his eyes from view. A pit in Optimus' stomach formed.
Optimus: I have a bad feeling about this.
Present Mic: And now, for the second match of the finals. Begin!
Hanta seemed to be doing some stretches but he then surprised everyone by firing off a strand of tap that wrapped around Shoto and began to swing him to the edge. The recommended student doing nothing to fight back.
Everyone in the stands was surprised that Hanta seemed to be winning, but Optimus' concern only grew. He's seen this type of behavior from others before, many times. Just before they were about to do something incredibly dangerous.
His fear was confirmed when he saw Shoto's mouth move and he read his lips to utter a single word.
'Apologies.'
Optimus: EVERYONE TAKE COVER!
Everyone who heard him was shocked by his sudden cry! But it was too late
It all happened so fast. If one would blink then they would've missed it.
A massive glacier of ice instantly formed from Shoto that grew larger than Devastator and grew outside the walls of the stadium.
Everyone, including Aizawa, was horrified by the power he suddenly put out. His power was already beyond most pro heroes.
Optimus slowly moved to let go of the person he was protecting. His instincts had him react in an instant to try and protect the closest person to him, that person being Momo. The ice grazed his back as he tried to protect her, but he thankfully transformed his back to protect himself. He felt a chill throughout his body when the ice made contact, as his mind flashed back to that time when he and Arcee nearly died in the Arctic.
Momo: Optimus?
Optimus came back to the present as he looked down at the person he had in his arms, looking at him in awe.
Optimus: Momo. Are you okay?
Momo didn't say anything as she stared at his handsome face. Her heart was racing, but not from the terror of Shoto's attack, she didn't even feel an ounce of terror as Optimus held her in his arms. Rather, this increased heart rate came from excitement, exhilaration, and joy. A part of her wished she could stay in this moment, forever in his arms.
However, that moment was shattered as Optimus spoke.
Optimus: Momo?!
His sudden shout caused her to snap out and respond.
Momo: I'm okay! I'm okay.
Optimus breathed a sigh of relief.
Optimus: Thank the All Spark.
Momo: But what about you?! I think I saw the ice hit you?!
If he got hurt protecting her...
Optimus: It's alright Momo. While the ice did indeed make contact with my skin, I was able to transform that part of my body just in time to protect myself. Though I would be lying if I said it didn't sting. I don't do so well in cold temperatures.
Momo glanced at his back and saw a noticeable slash on his back metal armor. Though it seemed it didn't hurt Optimus too much, much to her relief. She then looked back to the field.
Momo: What was Todoroki thinking when he unleashed such an attack? Where did that even come from?
Optimus looked at the boy responsible, who then began to melt the ice, the only reason he ever used his left side. He saw a deep look of sadness and anger on his face, one he'd never seen before on the boy.
Optimus: I do not know. But I intend to find out.
After melting all the ice and freeing Hanta, Shoto made his way back to a place where he could just warm up after such an extreme use of his powers. He could easily use his left side to warm himself up, but he refused to do so. That would only be helping that man win.
Internally, he berated himself. He went too far. No way he needed to freeze half the arena just to deal with Hanta. Simply freezing the arena would have done it. But he went overboard. All because he was letting what his father and Optimus said to him. It was stupid, reckless, and–
Optimus (Flashback): Childish and foolish.
Shoto gritted his teeth as the words of Optimus Prime once again filled his mind. Much as he hated to admit it, Prime was right in this instance. He acted like a child in that arena. Letting that bastard get to him. He was better than that. Or at least, he should be.
Shoto: "Just forget it. You made a mistake. Just forget it and move on! You need to get ready to beat Midoriya. Just keep walking and try not to think about–"
?: Shoto!
The half-cold, half-hot Quirk user jumped at the voice that called his name. He gritted his teeth in anger as he turned to face the one who spoke to him.
Shoto: "Speak of the devil." What do you want, Prime?
He asked his rival in an icy tone colder than the glacier he unleashed. Optimus wasn't phased as he merely stared at the boy, a frown on his usually stoic face.
Optimus: What was that?
Shoto: What was what?
If possible, Optimus' gaze only hardened.
Optimus: Do not play with me, boy. What was the meaning behind that attack?
Shoto: I was trying to win. Simple as that.
Optimus: 'Simple as that'?! You could have killed Hanta! Or someone else in the crowd!
Shoto: But I didn't. I controlled my ice.
Optimus: You call that control?! That attack was far from controlled, Shoto! You nearly hurt Momo with your attack!
Shoto winced at that. Despite his usually aloof nature, he did respect the Vice Rep of the class. It was the reason he voted her as class rep. She had to be talented and skilled to make it through on recommendations like he did.
Shoto: Is she okay?
Optimus seemed to see Shoto was genuinely concerned and then calmed down.
Optimus: She is fine. I managed to protect her before your ice hit her. The rest of our classmates are fine as well.
Shoto's shoulders sagged in relief.
Optimus: But despite no one getting hurt, you went too far. Just freezing Hanta in place would have been enough, but you froze half the stadium. Why would you go to such lengths?
Shoto said nothing. Optimus stared at him for a long moment before realization dawned on his face, and he looked at the boy with pity.
Optimus: I see. Something happened before the match. Something that had to do with your father–
Shoto: Shut up.
Shoto viciously cut him off before he could even speak another word. Optimus merely looked at him.
Optimus: So I see, that is indeed the case.
Shoto: I said shut up! I am sick and tired of your 'holier than thou' attitude! You think you're so noble that you know what's best for everyone! It's annoying!
Optimus stared at him for a long moment, it started to unnerve the son of the Number Two hero.
Optimus: Shoto, I tell you this, not because I think I'm better than you. Rather, I tell you this because of the experiences I went through. I know firsthand the cost of letting anger control your actions. I only want you and the others to learn from my mistakes so that you don't end up doing something you'll regret... like I did.
His words, and the pain in his voice in that last sentence, brought Shoto up short. For as long as he's known Prime, he always saw him as infallible, or someone who held themselves to that standard. So to hear him admit he acted recklessly due to anger was surprising. Before the Sports Festival, Shoto wasn't even sure Optimus Prime could get angry. He seemed more like a robot with how he usually responded to others.
Optimus then began to walk past Shoto and prepare himself for his own match. Before he passed the boy, he stopped, standing beside him.
Optimus: You may think that defeating Izuku and me will end up proving a point to your father. But his opinion doesn't matter in the slightest.
His words caused Shoto's eyes to widen.
Optimus: The only person you need to prove something towards, is yourself.
And with that he walked away, leaving Shoto standing alone in the hallway, contemplating his words.
Optimus continued down the hall, on his way to the waiting room. As he arrived, he found someone standing outside the room. Someone that surprised him.
Optimus: Denki?
The electric blonde jumped at his name being called yet breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Optimus.
Denki: Hey OP! Glad I finally caught you.
Optimus: What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in your waiting room? Or did I get the rooms mixed up and this is yours?
That would be embarrassing.
Denki: No, no, this is your room. I just came here to talk to you about the match.
Denki seemed oddly nervous, and not nervous like he was about to face a powerful enemy, more like he was nervous that what he was about to say would be super embarrassing. Optimus had seen enough to know the difference.
Optimus: Okay.
Denki: Optimus. I'm going to forfeit.
Optimus' eyes widened in surprise. He wasn't expecting this.
Optimus: What?
Denki: Yeah. Don't worry, this isn't a trick or anything. I'm going to forfeit. Just came to let you know before I told Midnight and Ceremtos. Anyway, see ya later Boss Bot. Good luck in the rest of the tournament.
He turned to walk away but Optimus stopped him.
Optimus: Why are you forfeiting?
Optimus' question caused Denki to stop walking and turn to face him. He stared at him for a few moments before he burst out laughing.
Denki: Haha! Good one Prime! I needed that! And everyone says you have no sense of humor.
Optimus: I wasn't making a joke. I'm serious, why are you giving up, especially before the fight?
Denki's laughter died as he looked down.
Denki: Because it's you?
Optimus: Me? What does my being your opponent have to do with your decision to withdraw without a fight?
Denki: Everything! You're the top scorer on the entrance exam! You beat both Yaoyorozu and Mineta by yourself without breaking a sweat! Took down over a dozen villains at the USJ, saving me too! And you took down that monster even All Might struggle with! How the heck am I supposed to compete against someone like you?! It'd be way less embarrassing if I just gave up now and spared myself a humiliating defeat on live television.
Optimus was sad to see his friend and classmate in distress. It seems this was weighing heavily upon him. And he, even if indirectly, was the cause of such distress.
Denki: Anyway, now that that's out there, you can head back to the stands. I'll go and tell both Midnight and Ceremetos that we won't be–
Optimus: I don't accept.
Denki: Huh?
Optimus' interruption brought Denki up short.
Optimus: I do not accept your surrender Denki. At least not without putting up a fight.
Denki paled.
Denki: Do you seriously want to beat me up that bad!? Look, me and Mineta already apologized for what we did to the girls, so can you please leave the torture and humiliation at that?! Are you still so angry at me that you want to humiliate me on live television?!
Optimus: No. This has nothing to do with what you tried to do to the girls. While I am still upset by what you two did, I am not so childish as to let my feelings regarding the matter dictate how I treat you in this match. Rather, I'm doing this for your benefit.
Denki: My benefit? How does getting my butt kicked by you play to my benefit?
Optimus: Because if you run now, without even trying, it will haunt you for the rest of your life.
Optimus' words seemed to cut Denki to the core.
Optimus: Do you think as heroes we can just say, 'I give up' to a villain and expect him to leave us and others alone? No. By doing so, we are condemning not only ourselves but the people we've sworn to protect, to death. That is why we can never surrender.
Denki: But this is only one match. How is it gonna affect how I approach situations as a Pro?
Optimus: Denki, I don't think you yet realize. The things we do here and now at U.A. are gonna shape the kind of hero and person we eventually become, especially what we do in our freshman year. This may not seem like a big deal now, but what about next year, when you're faced with such a strong opponent, or the year after that, or when you eventually graduate? The habits you form now are going to stay with you for the rest of your life.
Denki was shocked by Optimus' words. He had a lot of great points, one's Denki couldn't refute. But he was still so afraid, something Optimus took note of.
Optimus: I too have been in your shoes before.
His confession surprised Denki.
Optimus: Like you, I faced down strong and terrifying opponents. Ones that I had no hope of defeating.
He thought back to the many battles he fought, ones that should have been his last. His first fight with Megatron, Trypticon, Unicron, Thunderwing, the Nomu, etc. All of them were far stronger than him.
Denki: How did you do it? How did you push through the fear?
Optimus looked at Denki and smiled.
Optimus: I stopped worrying about who was in front of me, and started worrying about who was behind me.
Denki was confused at his words. Optimus then moved to place a hand on Denki's shoulder.
Optimus: Do not think of your enemy when you walk out to that arena. Instead, think of those you wish to protect. That can give you a strength you never thought possible.
With that, Optimus walked into his waiting room and shut the door, leaving his future opponent just standing there, a contemplative look on his face.
Denki: "Those I want to protect."
Two bright, thousand-watt smiles filled his mind.
And then, that fear and anxious look in his eyes melted away and was replaced by a look of determination.
Present Mic: Welcome back Sports Fan! After that chilling end to the last match, we're back now to bring you the next installment in this adrenaline-pumping Sports Festival!
The crowd cheered, easily going along with Mic's enthusiasm. Their fear about the last match was forgotten as they got swept up in the atmosphere.
From his place in the tunnel leading to the arena, Optimus let out a sigh.
He had no idea if Denki would still attend the match. He wanted to believe his words got through to the youth, but he couldn't force the boy to compete, especially if he really did decide to forfeit.
He sighed once again, accepting Denki's choice, whatever it may be, as he walked out to the arena.
Present Mic: In one corner. The metal nightmare himself whose mere presence demands respect, Class 1-A's rep Optimus Prime!
The crowd went wild as Optimus made his way to the stage for the battle, slightly confused why his teacher used such phrasing to describe him. He didn't come across as nightmarish, did he?
Present Mic: Versus the boy with the electric personality! Another hero in the making Denki Kaminari!
Optimus looked up in surprise to see Denki already in the stadium, a cocky smirk on his face.
Denki: Finally you showed up. I was starting to worry you were too scared to face me. Worried I'd fry that metal butt of yours?
Optimus knew Denki was putting on an act, trying to hide how scared he truly was, but still, Optimus was proud to see his friend decide to take a stand, despite the odds being against him. That took real courage.
Inside, Denki's mind, he was seriously panicking.
Denki: "Why did I have to say something like that?! Don't poke the metal hornet's nest idiot! Now he's gonna kill me! Me and my big mouth! Maybe it's not too late to quit."
As he thought that, he then remembered Optimus' words.
Optimus (Flashback): Do not think of your enemy when you walk out to that arena. Instead, think of those you wish to protect. That can give you a strength you never thought possible.
At that, Denki's thoughts immediately went to his little brother and sister. Just imagining their bright smiles caused the fear he felt to leave Denki as a wave of calm set over him.
Up in the stands, the members of Class 1-A were making bets on how this fight would go. Tenya had already left to get ready for his match against the Support Course girl, so they didn't have anyone breathing down their neck.
Kyoka: So how long do you think Dumb Face is gonna last? I give him less than a minute.
Mina: I'll take that action! I bet he won't even last thirty seconds!
Toru: Given how fast Optimus is, I don't think he'll last a full ten seconds.
Rikido: Are you guys serious about betting on how fast Kaminari is gonna lose? Don't you think he even has a sliver of a chance?
The three girls gestured down to Optimus, then Denki, then back to Optimus, before looking back at the Sweets hero. He sighed.
Rikido: Okay, you have a point.
Minoru: Common on Kaminari! Make that metal stud pay for ruining our cheerleader fantasy!
He gulped as he felt a murderous aura coming from all the girls. Maybe he should've just kept quiet.
Present Mic: Ready, begin!
Optimus transformed his legs, then rushed Denki with his wheels, moving to grab him before he could use his Quirk. If Denki was still terrified, Optimus may have succeded, but the electric Quirk user had enough sense to dodge step back to dodge the grapple. Electricity flowed around him.
Denki: I'm not running away Optimus! I'm gonna win this! Indiscriminate Shock: 1.3 Million Volts!
Denki discharged a massive storm of electricity, much of which hit Optimus directly. The electricity traveled up from his legs and throughout his body. Optimus screamed in pain as he dropped down to his knees, his body smoking from the electrical attack.
Present Mic: Wow! What a start! Prime tried to move in to grab Kaminari, but it seemed he had enough sense to move just in time and send a shocking counterattack that brought the top scorer of the entrance exams to his knees!
Back in Class 1-A's booth, everyone looked down at the stadium, jaws dropped so far they hit the floor.
Kyoka: ...What just happened?
Mina: I have no idea.
Minoru: Heck yeah! Get'em Kaminari!
He did it? Holly crap he actually did it! He brought Optimus Fricken Prime to his knees!
Ever since school started, Optimus gave off this aura of being someone unbreakable. Like no matter what anyone through at him, he would stand tall and proud through it all.'
So for him, Denki Kaminari, to be able to get Optimus Prime down on his knees with one attack, was unbelievable! He managed to do the impossible!
He couldn't help himself anymore and began to scream in victory that he managed to one-up the invincible Optimus Prime!
Or at least, he would be, if only...
Denki: Yeahhh~~
He wasn't made dumb by his attack. Despite getting into a calm state of mind before the battle, he panicked when Optimus came rushing at him at high speeds and used a higher voltage than he could handle. His brain was fried after his attack hit Optimus, and he didn't even realize he brought the Prime to his knees.
Optimus was still in pain from the electrical attack Denki gave him. It ended up hurting a lot more since he had his legs transformed. But after a few seconds, he managed to fight through the pain and stand up straight to see Denki just standing there with his thumbs up, a far off look in his eyes.
Optimus sighed. If Denki had been more careful with his output, he may have won, or at least been able to really make Optimus work for the win. Still, a proud smile found its way on Optimus' face. He then moved to Denki, being cautious about not zapping himself as he grabbed Denki gently by the shoulders.
Optimus: Well done Denki. However, this battle is mine.
He wasn't sure the blonde could hear him, but he didn't care so much. He merely lifted him up and carried him to the arena's edge and placed him over the white line.
Midnight: Kaminari is out of bounds! The victory is Optimus Prime!
The crowd cheered.
Present Mic: Wow! I certainly wasn't expecting this kinda of fight! To be honest, I thought one of them would forfeit, not saying who. But give it up for the metal man!
Optimus soaked up the cheers of the crowd and let his mind wander as he saw the people cheering for him. At this sight and feeling, his thoughts turned to Megatron.
Optimus: "Is this what you saw? When you achieve victory in the arena?"
He had to admit, it didn't feel so bad. Still he didn't allow himself to be caught up in the past for long, as he then turned to Midnight.
Optimus: Miss Midnight? I will be taking Denki back with me to the Class booth now.
Midnight looked concerned.
Midnight: Are you sure you're okay? That shock he gave you looked like it hurt. Maybe you should go see Recovery Girl?
Optimus held up a hand.
Optimus: I appreciate the thought ma'am, but I am well enough. Come along now Denki.
Denki merely gave a dumb thumbs up and 'yeah' as Optimus began to lead him out of the arena and back to the booth.
When they arrived at the booth, Denki managed to break out of his dumb state and return to consciousness. He looked around in confusion as he realized he wasn't in the arena, he quickly realized what happened.
He looked at his classmates and sighed.
Denki: I lost, didn't I? Alright, alright. Come on and throw the insults my way. Especially you Jiro. I know you want to.
He braced himself mentally for the onslaught of insults coming his way. But he soon realized that no one said anything. He then took a look at his classmates and saw all of them looking at him in awe.
Denki: Wait?! Did I win?!
Kyoka: No, you lost, idiot.
Denki slumped. Well, there goes that short-lived fantasy.
Kyoka: But... not as badly as we thought.
Denki raised his eyebrows. What the heck does that mean?
Some of his classmates gestured to the screen and Denki looked up to see them replaying his match with Optimus. When he saw he managed to shock Optimus to drop to his knees, his jaw dropped.
Denki: I did that?
Everyone nodded. He looked at Optimus.
Denki: I really did that? To you?
Optimus: Indeed my friend.
Optimus had a proud smile on his face. And suddenly, Denki felt a whole lot better about his loss. The fact that he was the first one out of their classmates to make Optimus bend the knee was just a huge ego boost.
Kyoka: I still can't believe it. That out of everyone here, Dumb face was the one who made Optimus kneel down.
Denki: Hey!
Izuku: It makes sense when you think about it though.
Everyone turned to Izuku, making him flinch as all eyes were suddenly on him.
Ochaco: Whatcha mean Deku?
Izuku: Well Optimus' can transform any part of his body into metal, and metal is a great conductor of electricity. Becausetheiratomsformamatrixthroughwhichoutsideelectronscaneasilymove. Insteadoforbitingtheirindividualatoms,theygenerateaseaofelectronsaroundthepositivenucleioftheinteractingmetalions.
As Izuku went off on one of his rambling, freaking most people out, Optimus took the time to explain.
Optimus: What Izuku said is correct. I have never really done well against Electricity, much of that having to do with my metal skin. In fact, out of everyone's Quirks here, I would say that Denki and his Electricity has the best chance of defeating me.
All his classmate's jaws dropped at his declaration, Katsuki looked as if his world had imploded. Denki looked like he was in a dream. He then turned and looked all smug at his classmates.
Denki: You hear that, even OP here thinks I'm the greatest among us!
Optimus: I never said that.
Denki soon slumped.
Optimus: I said that you're Quirk would have the best chance against me. But given how you tend to use it at times, and how disoriented you can become from overuse, you will not be able to defeat me.
Denki slumped even further, causing Kyoka to snicker at his expense. Optimus placed a comforting hand on his shoulder though.
Optimus: But do not despair my friend. One day soon, you may reach a mastery of your Quirk. And when that happens, I may not be able to even touch you before you emerge victorious.
Denki had a small smile at that. He may have lost, but he didn't feel as bad about it at all. Instead, he now had a goal to work towards. Master his Quirk so that even Optimus Prime wouldn't be able to touch him.
Optimus: It looks like Tenya's match is now starting. Let's take a seat.
Optimus was curious to see how this match would play out. From what he understood, no one from the Support Course had ever made their way into the final section of the Sports Festival. So he was interested to see what this Mei Hatsume would do.
What followed was quite possibly the strangest "fight", if it could even be called that, Optimus had seen in his life.
And that's saying something since he's lived for eons.
He started to get red flags when he saw Tenya walk onto the arena with various support gear. He remembered reading in the terms and agreement of the festival how, unless one gets special permission, they aren't able to wear support gear. Mei had permitted him to wear said support gear, so the judges allowed it.
Then when Tenya started to charge, Mei pulled out a microphone, hijacked the sound system of the festival, and then proceeded to advertise her inventions to the crowd and on live television. With Tenya as the test subject.
After ten minutes of brutal torture, Mei finally finished her sales pitch and simply hopped out of the white line disqualifying herself and allowing Tenya to win. She then walked out of the arena, ignoring the cries of Tenya swearing bloody revenge.
But before she left down the tunnel, she looked up at the Class 1-A booth directly at Optimus, it was easy to find him thanks to her Quirk, Zoom. She had a predatory smile, like a starved carnivore staring down a piece of meat.
Optimus paled at that smile. He then remembered that he had volunteered to have her study the metal on his arms after the Sports Festival.
Optimus: "Primus have mercy on my Spark."
The following match with Mina vs. Yuga didn't last so long. Mina could quickly maneuver around Yuga's laser blasts with the acid on her feet, allowing her to get close to strike at him.
Optimus was greatly impressed by Mina's combat skills. While it didn't look like she trained in any martial arts, she seemed to use dance moves combined with her acid to deliver devastating blows. It was impressive. Most impressive.
Now it was time for the sixth match, Momo vs. Fumikage. Optimus paid great attention to this match as he did the others, as he couldn't help but worry about the former.
Momo was an excellent student and a promising young hero. Her Quirk, combined with her intellect makes her a formidable opponent. But her greatest weakness, as it is with everyone, was time. She needed time to create the object she desired and formulate a plan on how to use it the best. The time that her opponent wasn't going to give her.
Fumikage was a powerful young man, especially with his Quirk, Dark Shadow. It was quick and strong, and so far showed no noticeable weaknesses, at least, none that were obvious. If Momo picked up it, then victory would be hers.
The bell rang and the battle began.
However, as Optimus feared, it wasn't much of a battle.
Dark Shadow immediately emerged from Fumikage and charged at Momo. The young heiress quickly formed a shield to defend herself and blocked his attacks. She managed to defend herself, but the strength behind the attacks forced her out of bounds, costing her the match.
As Present Mic commentated on Fumikage's victory, Optimus caught a glimpse of the look of utter defeat on Momo's face. Seeing her walk away from the stage with her head down and expression sullen, a pang of sympathy hit Optimus in the heart. He then abruptly stood up.
Optimus: Excuse me for a moment.
He then walked out of the booth and down the halls, many of his classmates looking at him.
Rikkido: Where's he's going?
Hanta: I don't know.
However, despite the confusion, one or two people had a knowing smile on their faces.
Momo: "I lost. I lost... and I couldn't even do anything."
Those thoughts consumed Momo as she sat in a dark empty hallway, her back against the wall with nothing but the silence and her tears to keep her company.
This was her chance. Her chance to prove to the world, to her classmates, to her friends, to herself, that she wasn't just another pretty rich girl who was born with such an amazing Quirk. Prove to everyone that she belonged in the hero course. Not because of her connections, but because of the effort she put into it. This was her chance to prove it.
But she lost. She lost before she even had a chance to do anything besides try to weakly protect herself. That was even more humiliating than the complete defeat she suffered at the hands of Optimus during the battle trials.
She knew she should be heading back to the booth to the rest of her classmates. But she couldn't face them. She couldn't bear to see their faces, to see how different they'd look at her now that she lost so spectacularly. She just wanted to be left alone.
Unfortunately, fate had other plans. And of course, it just had to send the last person she had wanted to see.
Optimus: Momo?
She flinched and tried to do what she could to wipe her face of her tears before she looked at him. She didn't want him of all people to see her like this. So weak. So vulnerable. She uncovered her face, but she didn't look at him.
Optimus: Are you alright?
At such an obvious question, Momo's onyx eyes narrowed as she spoke with contempt
Momo: What do you think?
She immediately regretted the words as soon as she spoke them, especially since she saw how he flinched at her tone of voice. Shame and guilt soon filled her along with sorrow.
Momo: Sorry.
An awkward silence grew between them, and it stayed there for a long time. Eventually, Optimus spoke.
Optimus: May I sit next to you?
Momo wanted to say no. Wanted him to leave right now before her tears started to fall gained. But she also didn't want to be alone. So, she gave him the smallest of nods as 'yes'.
He moved to sit right next to her and just sat there with her. He didn't speak, didn't make any gestures of any kind for her to start talking. He just sat there and waited for her to speak of her own accord. She was grateful for that.
But eventually, she couldn't keep her emotions in check anymore.
Momo: I couldn't even do anything. That's what hurts the most. I couldn't even do something to fight back before I was eliminated.
She was fighting so hard to keep the tears from falling and was close to losing.
Momo: All my life, I wanted to prove to everyone around me that I'm more than just my wealth, more than just my family name, and more than just my Quirk. I put so much time and effort into mastering my Quirk. Countless hours of studying, training, and more, just so that I could create something as simple as a pencil in less than a minute. Sacrificed time with any potential friends and my family so that I could perfect my Quirk. And this was my chance to show the fruits of my efforts and sacrifice, and it all amounted to nothing.
She looked at him, waiting for him to say something. Anything! But he said nothing. He just looked at her, with nothing but sympathy and understanding.
He then took her by surprise as he wrapped his arms around her and held her in a hug. She was shocked by his sudden action of affection, but what he said next blew her away.
Optimus: I'm sorry.
And with that, Momo couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her face anymore as she cried and cried and cried, letting her weakness, her vulnerability, be on full display to the person she admired most.
She continued to cry into his shoulder until eventually, her eye sockets soon became dry and no more water could be produced. She just continued to have her face buried in his shoulder for a long time before she spoke again, desperation filling her voice.
Momo: Am I... Am I really so weak?
Optimus: No.
His answer was so immediate, so firm that it took her by surprise.
Momo: But... But I lost before being able to do anything...?
Optimus: That does not make you weak. Do you remember what I said at the start of the festival? Strength, true strength, comes not from how strong someone is, nor what their Quirk is. It's only if they are strong enough, to be gentle. And you, are very strong and incredibly gentle.
Momo: How... How are you so sure?
Optimus pulled away so that he could look her in the eyes. Bright blue meeting dark onyx.
Optimus: Because I saw that gentle strength when we first met.
Momo gasped in slient awe.
Optimus: I was a stranger. Someone who you knew nothing about. Someone you could have easily passed by without a second thought. And yet, in my moment of need, you extended your hand and helped me. And you never held that against me, never thought yourself superior to me because of my weakness. You merely wanted to help someone in need out of the goodness of your heart. And that takes real strength. Something I've always admired about you.
Momo was shocked. Since school started, ever since she first lost to him, she had admired Optimus for his courage, strength, and kindness. She saw him as someone who would be the ideal hero. Someone she wanted to stand side-by-side with. But to hear that he's been admiring her for some simple act of kindness for over a year, caused her to feel many emotions she wasn't sure of.
Optimus: I too, know what it is like. To see all your hard work, and all your sacrifice, amount to nothing. Many times I've experienced this feeling, and it is never easy to deal with.
He thought about Cybertron. About how all his efforts, all his struggles, and all the sacrifices he suffered to try and save his home... only be told that he failed. Never in his life had he felt so devastated.
Momo almost didn't believe him, but she could see in his eyes, and hear through his voice that he telling the truth. He knew loss. Real loss. On a way that she could never comprehend. It pained her heart to hear him go through such pain.
Momo: How... How did you move past it?
Optimus was silent for a long moment, pondering his answer. When he spoke again, he looked away from her, as if he was looking into the past.
Optimus: I had no choice but to continue moving forward. My circumstances didn't give me the luxury of time to mourn or process my failures in the moments they happened. I had to keep pushing on, or else I let myself be consumed by my grief. If I did, then those sacrifices really would have been for nothing.
Momo couldn't help but wonder what he must've been through that it couldn't even allow him time to process. He then looked back at her a sure smile on his face.
Optimus: You will have many chances to prove yourself Momo. It may not be today. It may not be tomorrow. But I believe with all my sp–heart and soul that you, will show everyone, that there is more to you than meets the eye.
Momo could say nothing as she stared into his eyes, getting lost in the beautiful glow they had in them.
He then stood up and then turned to face her. He then stretched out his hand to her.
Optimus: It's your choice. Will you let your grief and shame consume you, or will you rise up, and continue moving forward? Know that if you do decide to, I will be with you every step of the way, and assist you with all that I am. Should you want me to?
As Momo stared at Optimus, then at his hand, she couldn't help but feel that this dark hallway was no longer dark. Not when she had such a bright light standing before her. It was obvious what her choice would be, especially if he would be by her side through it all.
She reached out and took his hand in her own, and with him assisting her, she stood back to her feet, albeit shakily.
Optimus had a gentle smile on his face.
Optimus: We should rejoin our clas–
He didn't get to finish as Momo rushed in and wrapped her arms around him in a hug. Tears streaming down her face. But instead of sorrow, these were ones of joy and gratitude. Optimus was taken off guard by the sudden hug but soon wrapped his arms around her.
Momo: Thank you.
She said softly.
Optimus only nodded with a smile.
They stayed like that for a long moment before they eventually pulled away.
Optimus: Come, let us return to our classmates.
He was about to turn away, but Momo stopped him by holding onto his hand.
Momo: I-I still don't have much feeling back in my legs, guess sitting for a while does that to you. Hehe. So could you please help me back to the stands?
Optimus had a gentle smile on his.
Optimus: Of course. Do you wish me to carry you like I did after the battle trial?
As the memory of Optimus carrying her like a Princess came to the forefront of her mind, she blushed as she shook her head to dispel the image. Despite loving how that would feel, she wasn't that helpless.
Momo: No! Of course not. But if I could just... hold your hand... I'm sure I'll be okay.
Optimus didn't think much of it as he easily offered her his hand, which she took.
Optimus then began to lead the way with Momo following behind him. She then decided to glance at his back, and once again noticed how broad his shoulders were, remembering how comfortable it was to lay her head on them.
Her face went red and her heart rate quickened, but this time, she didn't run away. She knew what she was feeling now, she knew for a long time now, maybe even since the beginning. But did everything she could to deny it because it didn't seem possible for feelings like that to grow in such a short time.
But she could deny them no longer. This sense of peace, joy, excitement, anxiousness, all these emotions, and more that she felt when she was in his presence, she knew what it was now.
Momo Yaoyorozu is in love with Optimus Prime.
Mashiro: Hey, you guys are back!
Mina's shout caused everyone in class to look at them as they entered the booth. Momo then quickly let go of Optimus' hand, not wanting to hear any gossip or teasing from her fellow classmates, especially Mina.
Kyoka: Are you okay Yaomomo?
Momo: Yes. Yes, I'm fine now. Thank you for asking.
Tsuyu: Are you sure? Your face is kinda red. Ribbit.
Indeed, Momo's face was bright red, a combination of both her dried-up tear ducts, and the revelations he stumbled upon just moments ago.
Optimus: Your face is red? I never noticed. Are you sure you're alright?
As he reached out to touch her forehead, Momo jumped away from him and waved his hands frantically as her face continued to glow bright red.
Momo: I promise you it's nothing! I'm fine I swear! Maybe I'm just a little tired after everything that's happened so far in the Sports Festival! I also used my Quirk a lot so maybe I'm just hungry! Yeah! I'm famished! That has to be it!
She was rambling. She knew that. Everyone else knew that. But Optimus didn't as put his hand down.
Optimus: I see. Then perhaps you should get something to eat soon. From my understanding, it's not good for humans to be without food for such a long period.
Momo didn't even register the strange way he said that as her heart fluttered at hearing him sound so concerned over her. Goodness, who knew finding out you were in love could be so wonderful and exhausting!
However, that giddiness soon left her as she glanced at Mina and saw a predatory smile on her face.
Momo: "On no. I'm doomed!"
Blinded to Momo's new plight, Optimus turned his attention to the others.
Optimus: What happened while we were away?
Denki: Kirishima went and fought that metal copycat from Class 1-B.
Right. Eijiro was fighting against Tetsutetsu.
Optimus: Who won?
Kyoka: Neither of them. It was a draw. Those two meatheads knocked each other out.
Optimus: I see.
He should've expected such an outcome. Those two reminded him so much of his friends and how when they got into fights, it would usually end up with both of them on the floor.
Optimus: How will they decide the winner?
Rikkido: Don't know. In the meantime, they decided to move on to the last match. You made it back just in time.
Ah. So that explains the absence of Ochaco and Katsuki. At that moment, Izuku and Tenya returned from who knows where.
Tenya: Oh, you and Yaoyorozu have returned Prime. I hope everything is okay. We can't afford to have both Class Reps absent.
Optimus: They are getting there. How about Ochaco? Is she alright?
Izuku looked nervous before responding.
Izuku: She's definitely nervous. I tried to give her a battle plan to help her out, but she refused. She wanted to win on her strength.
Optimus: Hmm. I see.
He then looked back at the stadium as he saw both Ochaco and Katsuki make their way to the arena. This wasn't going to be pretty.
Once again, Optimus was proven right.
The fight, if it could truly be called that, was brutal, and so very, very hard to watch. It reminded him much of Megatronus' gladiator matches where he won very easily.
Many pro heroes in the stands were complaining about how Katsuki was being too hard on her. That he was acting like a villain. However, Aizawa silences them all by stating the reason for Katsuki going hard on her was out of caution rather than cruelty. And Optimus was inclined to agree with him.
Optimus could tell from the way Katsuki was fighting that he wasn't trying to hurt her out of pleasure for the pain. But he refused to hold back against an opponent he considered strong.
Eventually, Ochaco managed to get the jump on Katsuki by sending a massive meteor shower of rocks down on him. But Katsuki recovered fast enough to blow them away with his Quirk.
That was when Ochaco began to lose steam and eventually collapsed, unable to stand and fight anymore. Katsuki was soon announced as the winner.
As he watched Katsuki retreat into the shadows, he couldn't help but once again, draw parallels to Megatron. If something wasn't done, and soon, Katsuki could very well end up becoming the Megatron of this planet. Something he refused to let happen a second time.
But if he was going to get through to Katsuki, he would need to make it to the finals. And that meant he would need to fight through both Tenya... and Shoto.