A/N: I do not own Transformers or My Hero Academia. Now I'm all caught up with my version on Wattpad so no more chapters daily. Sorry about that.
Quarter Finals
The tournament's first round ended, and Eijiro had managed to beat Tetsutetsu in an arm wrestling match. Optimus was pleased to see a new friendship and respect grow between them where previously there had been animosity. That warmed Optimus' spark. Hopefully, this will lead to improved relations with 1-B.
However...
Neito: Just wait you Class 1-A glory hogs! Next year will certainly be Class 1-B's time to shin-ACK!
He was soon shut up when Class 1-B's rep, Itsuka Kendo, chopped at his neck and knocked him out.
Itsuka: Sorry about that.
Optimus: It's alright. Will he be fine?
Another student of Class 1-B, one he didn't know, answered his question.
?: Yeah don't worry about it. Kendo does this to him so often that he doesn't feel pain anymore from it. Most of the time anyway.
Optimus: I see.
However, Optimus hoped Neito would remain quiet for the rest of the Sports Festival. The human just reminded him so much of Starscream that it was annoying.
Seeing that they would have a break before the start of the next match, Optimus decided to check in on Ochaco.
He walked down the hallways to the infirmary and, not surprised, he found Izuku already there, cheering her up.
Optimus: Sorry. I hope I'm not interrupting.
Ochaco: Not at all. It's good to see you Optimus.
Optimus: How are you feeling?
Ochaco's expression looked downcast for a split second before it immediately shifted to a bright and cheery one.
Ochaco: I'm fine! Minus the explosion burns. Man, I knew Bakugou was strong, but wow. He deserves some of that ego of his.
Izuku: Yeah. Kaachan's always been a super strong guy, as long as I've known him. But you shouldn't look down on yourself! You worked so hard! And that move you did with the meteor shower was genius. That's what I was gonna suggest, but you came up with it all on your own.
Optimus: Indeed, it was a well-thought-out strategy Ochaco. I applaud you on your thinking.
Ochaco blushed at the praise the two were giving her, but her eyes still held a deep level of sadness in them.
Ochaco: That's sweet of you two to say, but I know that no matter what I did never really phased him.
Optimus: I disagree.
Both looked at him.
Optimus: When Katsuki returned to the stands after your match, Denki commented how vicious he could be to such a frail girl. And his response surprised me. "I would never call that girl frail".
Both Izuku and Ochaco's eyes widened.
Optimus: I think in some small way, your unwillingness to give up despite the impossible odds impressed Katsuki, earning you some level of his respect.
Ochaco seemed to look down in thought at that.
Izuku: He might be right. If there's one thing that Kaachan respects more than anything, it's strength. And you showcased that in your match today.
Ochaco: Thanks, you two. But I don't know how I feel about getting his respect. I mean, this is Bakugou we are talking about.
Optimus & Izuku: "True."
Optimus then took another look at Ochaco. She was barely keeping the facade that she was alright in place any longer, and any moment now, she was going to break down. And from experience, Optimus knew she would want to be alone when that happens.
Optimus then placed a hand on Izuku's shoulders.
Optimus: We will let you rest, Ochaco. Come on Izuku, let's get back. Your match will be starting soon.
Izuku's eyes widened.
Izuku: Oh man! I forgot!
Ochaco: Yeah. Go on you two! Don't worry about little ol' me. Go out there and kick butt!
Optimus and Izuku both laughed at her enthusiasm, the latter blushing slightly.
Izuku: T-Thanks.
Optimus: Rest well Ochaco.
And with that, the two left the room, allowing Ochaco to break down in silence, letting the tears of frustration and sadness fall down her cheeks.
Izuku: Man, I came here to try and cheer her up after her loss, only for her to cheer me on instead.
Optimus: Ochaco is an amazing friend. You shouldn't take that for granted.
Izuku: Yeah. Don't worry though, I won't.
Optimus smiled as they continued walking down the hall, only out from the corner, came the last person either of them expected.
Optimus & Izuku: "Endeavor?!"
The Number Two hero seemed to notice them and stopped walking.
Endeavor: Oh, I've been looking for you two.
Optimus had a stern frown on his face as he looked at the so-called hero.
Optimus: Is that so?
Izuku was much more nervous.
Izuku: Oh yeah, hi. So, uh, what are you doing back here?
Endeavor took a step forward, causing Izuku to step back nervously while Optimus stood in place. The large man pointed first to Izuku.
Endeavor: I watched your fight against the brainwashing guy. Your power is pretty impressive. To create such a strong wind pressure just by flicking your fingers. It reminds me of another Quirk. You seem to have a lot in common with All Might.
Izuku began to look incredibly nervous, something Optimus noticed as he then stepped forward protectively in front of Izuku. Endeavor then pointed to Optimus.
Endeavor: I also paid close attention to the speech you gave during the opening ceremony. You have a charisma few can match. That also reminds me a lot of All Might. Seems you too share some level of familiarity with him.
Optimus: I see. Coming from you, the Number Two Hero, that's high praise.
Endeavor: I didn't mean it as praise.
Optimus: ...I see. "Where is he going with this?"
Izuku, feeling the tension starting to build, decided now would be the time to go.
Izuku: Sorry, but we should get going. Let's go Optimus."Is it possible Endeavor knows about One For All? No, he probably would've mentioned it. He's the one person I can't let find out about All Might's secret."
Optimus stared at Endeavor for a long moment before he followed Izuku. But before they could leave, the flaming hero spoke up.
Endeavor: It's my Shoto's duty to surpass All Might as the Number One Hero.
That statement caused both boys to stop in place.
Endeavor: And his match against both of you will be a good testing ground for how much training he has left. So hit him hard. Don't disgrace him or yourself by holding back.
As Endeavor said this, both Izuku and Optimus thought back to something Shoto said.
Shoto (Flashback): I refuse to rely on my old man's fire Quirk. You see, I'm going to show him that I reject his power, and take first place without it.
Endeavor: That's all I wanted to say. I apologize for bothering you.
Izuku: End–
Optimus: Izuku.
Izuku blinked when Optimus interrupted him.
Optimus: You should head to the waiting room and prepare yourself for the fight. I will head back up to Class 1-A's booth.
Izuku wanted to protest but he saw the look in Optimus' eyes and knew it would be best for him to leave.
As he did so, it was just Optimus and Endeavor in the empty hallway. There was silence between them for a long moment, Optimus having his back to the Number Two hero.
Endeavor: What is it you want to say to me in private, boy?
Optimus: I am not All Might, nor is Izuku, no matter how much you wish it to be so.
Endeavor was confused by his statement.
Endeavor: What? What are you saying?
Optimus: And the same goes for Shoto. He may be your son, but he isn't you. He is his own man, free to make his own decisions. If he wishes to follow in your footsteps, then so be it, that is his choice. However, I doubt it, given how you treated him and the rest of your family.
The temperature in the hallway suddenly shot up and he heard the roar of flames behind him.
Endeavor: Are you threatening me, boy?
And then, Optimus turned to face the larger man, and Endeavor froze.
For as long as he'd been a hero, Endeavor had always seen himself as a courageous, flaming lion, proudly roaring at any who stood in his way. Most people would cower at such a sight.
But now, for the first time in his life, he's come face to face with an overwhelming pressure that he couldn't help but cower against. If he was a flaming lion, then Optimus Prime was a storm dragon.
Optimus: That was not a threat, Endeavor, it was merely me stating a fact. But if you ever, lay your hands on any of your children, or even your wife, to harm them, it won't matter how hot your flames burn, that will only make it easier for my sword to remove your head from your body.
The two continued to stare at each other for a long moment, steam coming from the sweat on Endeavor's face, and not because of the heat, he's long since been used to it.
Optimus: That was a threat. See the difference?
And then, the pressure was gone as Optimus turned back around and began to walk away.
Optimus: Your son will become an amazing hero, but he will do it in spite of you, not because.
And with the turn of a corner, Optimus left Endeavor alone in the hallway.
Endeavor then glanced down at his hands, and to his astonishment, they were shaking.
How could this be?! He was the Number Two Hero! Villains and heroes all quacked their boots in his very presence! But this boy, thischild, actually managed to unnerve him to such a degree, that when he threatened his life, Endeavor felt as if he could do nothing?! It was unthinkable!
With still shaking hands, he reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number.
Endeavor: Burnin', it's me. I need you to drop everything you're doing and have all the interns dig up everything you can about a student. His name is Optimus Prime.
He hung up before he could hear his top sidekick's response, marching his way out of the hall and back to the stands. He had his suspicions, but now they were confirmed. Optimus Prime was in no way shape or form a normal hero student. He would find out the truth about him, one way, or another.
The crowd cheered as the Quarter-finals officially began.
Present Mic: I can feel the anticipation in the stadium! And that's because the second round's first match is gonna be epic! It's the guy who won his last fight by a landslide and literally left half the audience frozen. The hero course's Shoto Todoroki!
As he walked onto the stadium, Shoto winced as he recalled his loss of control in the first round when Present Mic mentioned freezing half the stadium. Prime's words from then came to the forefront of his mind.
Optimus (Flashback): You could have killed Hanta! Or anyone else in the crowd! You almost hurt Momo!
He then shook his head. Focus! He needed to get his head in the game.
Present Mic: And this kid almost walked out on his first matchup, but made a stunning comeback by showing off some impressive moves! Also from the hero course, Izuku Midoriya.
Izuku's nervousness from the first match was gone completely. The sound of the cheering crowds was silent to him as he focused solely on his opponent, the person he both wanted to beat and save.
Shoto: So here we are.
Izuku: And only one of us can win.
Everyone's attention was focused on this match. Heroes outside, people in their homes, everyone was paying close attention to how this fight would go.
Present Mic: Both of the heroes in training have been frontrunners in the Sports Festival! But which one of these rivals will advance to the next round? Prepare for... Midoriya verses Todoroki! Begin
And with a loud boom, the match began.
Shoto was frustrated.
No, frustrated didn't even begin to cover how he felt.
He was furious.
No matter what he did with his ice to try and stop Izuku, somehow the greenette was able to counter, usually by breaking his fingers sending out those powerful air blasts that broke his ice. No matter what he tried with his ice, after training for years to perfect it, he still wasn't able to land a single scratch on Izuku. The injuries the young hero had all came from his efforts too, given how his Quirk seemed to break his bones and such.
And what's more, as this fight continued to drag on, despite the glee he felt at seeing the disapproval on his old man's face, the words of Optimus Prime dashed away any sick joy he felt from seeing his father so angry.
"You're such a child."
Shoto: "Shut up!"
"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: "Stop talking!"
Shoto: I... I can't let him win!
Izuku: You're already letting him win. By doing this, you're still letting your life revolve around Endeavor.
"You want to become your own hero, free from your father's influence. But this vow to become one with your ice directly results from your father's influence. If you become a hero like this, you will let him win."
Shoto: No... No. No no no. NO!
"What if you go down this path... and you're wrong?"
Shoto: I'M NOT WRONG! So just shut up you self-righteous bastards! I refuse to use my left side!
Izuku: It's yours! Your Quirk, not his!
And with that, an old memory came to mind, the one that made him want to become a hero.
Flashback
All Might: Yes, that's right. Children often do inherit Quirks from their parents, or develop similar power sets. But the most important thing to remember is that a Quirk is what you make of it, regardless of your history. You decide how to use it. That's what I mean when I say "I am here." Only you can decide to become a hero, no one else. Take this to heart kids! You've got it!
All Might's words on the TV caused such a sparkle in young Shoto's eyes. His mother, Rei Todoroki, was sitting next to him, holding his head comforting in her arms.
Rei: Honey, you do still wanna be a hero, don't you? Just remember, stay true to yourself.
Shoto: "I didn't realize how much I'd forgotten."
Rei: You are not a prisoner of your lineage. It's okay to use your power who you want to be.
Flashback End
As he thought back on his words, the last thing Optimus said to him came to his mind, but instead of trying to ignore them like he was doing all day, helistened.
Optimus (Flashback): The only person you need to prove something towards, is yourself.
And with that, for the briefest of moments, he let go of his past and let the inferno raging inside him burn bright.
Ochaco: He's using his fire!
All the students in Class 1-A's booth were amazed. For this whole tournament, Todoroki had been insistent on never using his fire in combat. Now, it seemed he had broken that vow.
Tenya: Incredible.
Optimus looked on with a small smile.
Optimus: "Well done Shoto. You've taken your first steps."
"YES SHOTO!"
Optimus blinked as he looked to the source of the shouting to see Endeavor walking to the edge of the railing. The flames on his body roared with the same enthusiasm in his voice.
Endeavor: Have you finally accepted your purpose? That's it. Very good. This is the dawn of a new era for us. With my blood in your veins, you'll surpass me. You will live up to the reason I created you!
Optimus looked down on the field and saw Shoto shed a small tear from his eyes at Endeavor's statement.
Endeavor froze as a wave of killing intent was shot his wave. Slowly, he turned toward Class 1-A's booth and saw Optimus Prime glaring at him. Those bright blue eyes glowed menacingly in the shade covering his face.
Endeavor tsked. He was angered at himself for once again being intimidated by a child. Still, it didn't matter, what mattered was that Shoto finally accepted his destiny.
Shoto and Izuku were oblivious to what was happening around them and wound up their final attacks. Shoto sent an endless wave of ice pillars at Izuku. The successor to All Might lept over the ice and dashed to Shoto, looking to close the distance.
Shoto then unleashed the full power of his fire and prepared to blast Izuku. Before they could reach each other, several large stone pillars emerged to stop the attacks. But the pillars were demolished.
Shoto: I see now. Midoriya... Prime... Thank you.
He thanked his two rivals from the bottom of his heart, despite them not being able to hear.
A massive explosion erupted from the two attacks colliding, sending debris flying throughout the stadium with a powerful gust of wind.
Minoru: Holy Crap balls!
The purple midget cried as Shoji held onto him with one of his arms to keep him from flying away.
Denki: This is crazy!
Momo: What's happening down there?!
The wind soon began to die down and smoke began to dissipate in the arena.
Cermatos: Having great power doesn't mean you'll be a great hero. But these two are amazing.
Present Mic: What happened just now? What the heck is up with your students?
Present Mic asked his best friend/co-host as his feet hung loosely in the air.
Aizawa: The air around the ring had been thoroughly cooled down, and then rapidly expanded when heated up.
Present Mic: Wait that's what caused the explosion? How hot did that fire get? Jeez, I can't see a thing! Is the match still going on, or what, huh?
Optimus narrowed his eyes as he focused on the stadium wall.
Optimus: It's over.
His statement caught his classmates' attention.
Optimus: The victor has been decided.
The others were about to ask, but the smoke then disappeared to reveal Izuku out of bounds. He soon collapsed to the ground unconscious.
Midnight: Midoriya is... out of bounds. The victor is Todoroki. He advances to the third round.
Shoto was breathing heavily, a dazed look on his face. He won. He managed to beat Midoriya.
But he had to break his vow in the process. He had to use his fire. He looked down at his left hand. If he couldn't beat Izuku without his fire, what chance did he stand against Optimus Prime without it?
These thoughts consumed him as he began walking out of the field of the stadium and into the hallway, but stopped at the sight of Endeavor, holding a smug smirk on his face.
Endeavor: What's the matter? Not gonna tell me to get lost. You need to learn to control your left side. It's dangerous to release so much energy like that. But I'm glad you're finally seeing reason. Now that you've abandoned your childish rebellion, we can get back to what's important. After you graduate you'll work by my side. I'll lead you down the path of the mighty, Shoto.
Shoto was silent for a moment before speaking.
Shoto: I haven't abandoned anything.
Endeavor seemed surprised by that response, not expecting it.
Shoto: You're a fool thinking my feelings can be so easily reversed.
He thought back to his fight with Izuku.
Shoto: Instead... Out there... For that one moment... I forgot all about you.
Endeavor couldn't contain his gasp. Shoto then walked around his father and walked down the hall without looking back.
Shoto: Whether that's good or bad, whether it's the right thing to do, I don't know. Maybe I don't need you.
As he said this, Optimus' words from earlier entered his mind.
Optimus (Flashback): The only person you need to prove yourself to, is yourself.
Shoto: "You were right after all Prime."
A handful of Class 1-A students made their way down the hall to Recovery Girl's Infirmary. Optimus was at the lead and was about to gently open the door to the room, however, his impatient classmates burst through the room, shouting out Izuku's name.
Optimus wasn't surprised to see All Might here, in his skeleton form. It looked as if the man had just coughed up blood.
Toshinori: Scared the crap out of me.
Optimus: Apologies for startling you, sir.
Optimus said, playing dumb. All Might shot him a grateful look.
Ochaco: Are you okay?
She asked Izuku but then turned to see the strange skeleton man standing next to Izuku's bed.
Ochaco: Oh, it's nice to meet you, sir.
Toshinori just awkwardly waved at them.
Recovery Girl: He's in no state for visitors.
Optimus felt a shiver go down his spine at the doctor's tone. He knew that tone well. It was her "I have no patience for your bull crap" tone. She's used that tone of voice on him a lot during their time together.
Izuku: Hey, you guys. Shouldn't you be watching the matches?
Tenya: The stage was far too damaged. They're taking a break to repair it now.
Minoru: That match was the scariest thing I've ever seen in my life, Midoriya. What pro's gonna want a sidekick that hurts himself?
He stopped when Tsuyu extended her tongue to hit him in the ear.
Tsuyu: Now your just rubbing salt on his wounds. Probably not a good time.
Minoru: Hey, I'm just speaking the truth!
Optimus: You could go about such work much more gentler.
Recovery Girl then proceeded to push them all out of the room.
Recovery Girl: You're much to noisy. I know you're worried, but I've got to focus on surgery right now.
Students: SURGERY?!
Recovery Girl: Go on, get out of here now.
Ochaco: But–
Minoru: Surgery's a big deal, isn't it?
Tenya: Will his wounds be healed?
Optimus: Enough!
The raising of Optimus' voice got his classmates to shut up and look to him.
Optimus: I know you all are worried about Izuku. I am too. But we cannot do anything for him now. We must trust in the expertise of Recovery Girl to heal him. And I have much faith she will succeed.
Recovery Girl scoffed.
Recovery Girl: Of course you do. You are about as reckless as Midoriya is, if not worse.
Optimus felt an arrow stab him in the heart at her comment. But she wasn't wrong.
Recovery Girl: But he's right. Don't worry just leave me to it.
Tsuyu: Ribbit...
The five soon left the infirmary.
Optimus took note of the downcast expression on his classmates, most notably Ochaco. He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
Optimus: It will be alright. Izuku will pull through.
Ochaco: B-But it's surgery!
Optimus: And he has the greatest healer in the world taking care of him. Trust in Recovery Girl. She will be able to heal him.
Ochaco was still worried, but Optimus' assurance caused much of that worry to vanish.
Optimus: Now go on, you all should head back to the stands. Tenya, it would be best if you and I prepared for our match.
Tenya: Good thinking Prime.
And with that, they all proceeded to leave the Nurse's office. Optimus cast a final glance at the door before leaving for his own waiting room. Izuku would pull through, he had complete faith in that. He only hoped his spirit wasn't broken by this loss.
Tenya was in his waiting room, pacing back and forth nervously. He didn't show it to the rest of his classmates, but he was indeed nervous about facing Optimus in the next round. How could he not?
Since day one, even before that, Optimus Prime has proven time and time again that he was the superior hero student. But Tenya wasn't jealous, in fact, his strength and superiority were a huge reason why he respected Optimus, and always called him Prime, despite his insistence to be called by his first name. Tenya felt he needed to earn that right, especially after how sour their first meeting was. He needed to prove to both Prime and himself, that he could stand as his equal.
Which was why he was so nervous about this upcoming match. This was his chance to show Prime that he could stand alongside him. And not just Prime, but also Midoriya, Bakugou, Todorokei, and all his other powerful classmates.
As he felt his nerves start to bother him, he decided to turn to the best sort of comfort he knew: his brother Tensei, the Turbo Hero: Ingenium. Whenever he was stressed, or confused, or nervous, his brother always knew what to say to make him feel better. And he could use some of those comforting words right about now.
He pulled out his phone and began to dial the number. It rang two times before it stopped.
Tenya: Hey, are you there Tensei? It's Tenya.
Tensei (Voicemail): I am currently on a mission and cannot answer the phone. Please leave a message.
Tenya: Oh well. We'll talk soon brother.
Looks like he got a voicemail. Well, that was disappointing. Still, Tenya could never be made with his brother for not answering, especially if he was on a mission. It just made him all the more proud of his brother.
And in some small comfort, the thought of his brother out there, working tirelessly to keep the peace, calmed Tenya down from his nerves.
Hopefully, when next they talk, he could tell him how he won the Sports Festival. If he lost, well, he was sure Tensei would be proud of how far he's come. And then he could finally introduce Optimus to his brother, something he's been wanting to do for a long time now. No doubt those two would get along great.
In Hosu City, a lone hero dressed in a suit of armor was racing through the streets, as if he was looking for someone. Tensei Iida, otherwise known as the hero Ingenium, brought a hand to his ear to talk to his sidekicks.
Ingenium: Squad A, head north! Squad B, check the west side!
Squad A: Squad A, Roger!
Squad B: Squad B, Roger!
Sirens were going off all across the city as the people were placed on high alert. The reason was that a dangerous villain was loose in the city, one that had already murdered several heroes.
For these types of villains, who only killed heroes, the public had a special name to give this kind of criminal.
As Ingenium passed an alley, he caught sight of a shadow before he pulled to a stop.
Ingenium: Back there.
He ran, steam coming from the engines in his elbows that propelled him upward.
Ingenium: No doubt about it. It's him!
He landed in the alley and turned to face the dark shadow, glaring at him with red eyes of hatred.
Ingenium: I've found you! Hero Killer!
Present Mic: Sorry for the long wait sports fans, but now that we've got the arena repaired, the Quarter-Finals are back on!
The crowd cheered in excitement, as the two next contestants made their way to the stage.
Present Mic: Both these boys come from the hero course. Give it up for Class 1-A's Rep Optimus Prime versus his secretary Tenya Iida!
No words of pleasantry or hostilities were exchanged between Optimus and Tenya. They didn't need to. They nonverbal conveyed the respect they had for each other and the promise that whoever won this fight, there were no hard feelings.
Tenya: "There's not much I do against Prime. He's stronger and more skilled in combat than me, no doubt about that. Plus his stamina far surpasses my own, so I can't make this a drawn-out fight, or face him head-on. My only hope is to catch him off guard right as the match starts and use my speed to overwhelm him. Hopefully, it will be enough. It has to!"
Present Mic: START!
Optimus wasted no time as he transformed his right arm into his ion cannon and opened fire. Tenya reacted as he moved to dodge the plasma blasts.
Tenya: "He's not wasting any time! Just like in the entrance exam! No hesitation in his actions! Still, I can't give up here!"
As Optimus continued to fire, Tenya used his engines to perform a standing long jump to close the distance between them.
Tenya: Recipro... Burst!
Tenya's engines went into overdrive as they fired off blue fire. He swung a dangerous kick at Optimus' skull, the Prime barely managing to dodge, though his dark blue hair was slightly singed.
Tenya: "I have ten seconds before my engines stall. Which means I have to end this right now!"
Then brought his leg up for an overhead kick. Optimus brought up his arms up to block. The kick connected and Optimus felt his arms shake from the power behind those legs. If he was a normal human, his arms might as well be broken. The force of the kick managed to force Optimus to take a knee.
Some of the Class 1-A students gasped.
Hanta: That was a heavy kick!
Denki: I didn't know he could kick like that.
Tsuyu: You don't think Optimus' arms are broken? Ribbit.
Tenya then brought up his other leg to kick Optimus from under the chin, bringing him to his feet unsteadily. Seeing his opponent off-balanced, Tenya then rushed him, ramming him in the chest, and pushing him to the edge of the stadium.
Tenya: "Eight seconds left! I got this! Watch me brother... watch me claim victory!"
However, Optimus recovered faster than he expected as he transformed both his legs and dug them into the stone ground, tearing it up as he was pushed to the edge.
Optimus: Maximum Overdrive!
The wheels on his feet burned rubber as they rolled in the reverse direction of where Tenya was pushing him. They came to a stop just at the edge of the white out-of-bounds line. Both contestants continued pushing, refusing to give the other another inch.
This standstill went on for several incredible nail-biting seconds before Tenya's engines began to stall.
Optimus: You've fought well Tenya. However, this match is now over!
And when Tenya's engines finally shut off, Optimus acted. He wrapped his arms around Tenya's body and using his incredible strength, lifted the other blue-haired boy and threw him over his head out onto the grass field.
Midnight flocked her whip.
Midnight: Iida is out of bounds! Prime advances to the Semi-finals!
The crowd cheered for both contestants.
Present Mic: Now that was a nail-biting match. Seriously, I think I might've chewed to my skin!
Aizawa: Gross.
Present Mic: But in any case, Optimus Prime will now advance to the final four!
As Tenya lay there on the ground, he couldn't help the feeling of anger flowing through him. Not at Prime, but at himself. He failed. He didn't expect he would win, at least, not completely, but he thought he would at least be able to do more than what he did. Enough to show Prime that he was worthy to stand as his equal. But he didn't manage to last even a minute against the Prime. Even his secret weapon, Recipro Burst, was unable to do much of anything against him.
A sense of shame washed over him. What would Tensei think when he saw his little brother couldn't even last a minute against–
Optimus: Tenya, are you okay?
He then noticed that a shadow was blocking the sun from his eyes and he quickly recognized that shadow as his class rep, holding out a hand for him to take.
Optimus: I apologize if I threw you too hard at the end there. But I didn't want to take any chances and move my body in a way that would leave me out of bounds.
Tenya took the hand offered to him and let the Prime pull him up. He then dusted himself off.
Tenya: It's no trouble Prime I assure you. I'm just more upset with myself, though not for losing.
At Optimus' raised eyebrow, Tenya explained.
Tenya: I wanted to prove to everyone here, to our classmates, to you, to myself, that I could stand strong as your equal. Just like Bakugou, Todoroki, and Midoriya have done. But it seems I've failed in that regard.
He then felt a comforting hand on his shoulder, one that reminded him greatly of his brother. For a second, he imagined Tensei had come out onto the field to surprise him. But he quickly turned to see that it was not his brother, but Optimus who place the hand on him.
Optimus: Tenya... I already see you as my equal.
Tenya felt his breath be caught in his throat.
Optimus: And not only me. But all of us in class 1-A see you as an equal. Well, maybe except for Katsuki and Shoto, but I think the latter is beginning to rethink such a stance while the former thinks he's better than everyone, so his opinion doesn't matter much.
Tenya slightly laughed.
Optimus: But my point still stands. You do not need to prove yourself to me Tenya, or any of our classmates. We already see you as a strong and reliable friend. One that I'm honored to have as both my friend and the class secretary.
Tenya was speechless. Once again, he was in awe of Optimus Prime and his boundless compassion. Now more than ever did he want him and Tensei to meet!
As they turned to the cheering crowd, Optimus then took one of Tenya's hands and held it into the air with his own. The crowd went even more wild with this heartwarming sight of sportsmanship between two classmates.
The two then walked down the hall, preparing to rejoin their classmates in the booth when Tenya's phone rang.
Tenya: It's my mother.
Optimus: Would you like some privacy?
Tenya: There's no need. Besides, I've been wanting to introduce you to my family for quite some time now. Especially my brother. I'm sure the two of you would get along swimmingly.
Optimus: Your brother. If I remember correctly, he is the hero known as Ingenium, a title passed down in your family.
Tenya: Yes. Like I once said, he's an unmatched commander who honors the hero code. It is my ultimate goal to be a hero just like him!
Tenya then answered the call.
Tenya: Hello Mom? I hate to tell you this, but I lost.
Mrs. Iida: No honey I'm not calling about that. I mean, I'm sorry. But, Tenya, please listen carefully. It's your brother. A villain got Tensei!
At that moment, the whole world went silent around Tenya. Not even the voice of his mother asking for him could be heard as his mind just kept thinking of worse and worse scenarios.
How did this happen? Who did it? Was his brother alive? Was there anything left of him? Was–
Optimus: TENYA!
Optimus' shout brought him back to the present. He looked at the Prime, his body trembling from a horrifying cold.
Tenya: W-What?
Optimus: You stopped talking suddenly. Your face became pale and you were sweating. I ended up taking the phone to calm down your mother, who was beginning to panic.
Tenya felt a sense of shame crawl up his back as he hung his head. He caused his mother such worry, even more than she must already be feeling.
Optimus: I only spoke briefly with her, but she mentioned something about your brother being attacked.
Tenya's eyes snapped back up. His brother! Tensei!
Tenya: I need to go! I need to go see him! But I can't just leave the festival! I–
Optimus: Go.
Tenya stopped his rambling as he turned to Optimus.
Tenya: What?
Optimus: Go be with your family. They need you more than the class does at the moment.
Tenya: Bu–But what about...?
Optimus: I will inform the officials of what has happened. And take any repercussions that may arise from it. Your family needs you Tenya. Go.
Tenya almost felt tears streaming down his face. He didn't deserve a friend like Optimus Prime. He then bowed in gratitude.
Tenya: Thank you Optimus Prime. I promise I will never forget this for as long as I live. Please give my regards to the rest of our classmates and Midoriya.
He didn't wait for Optimus' reply as he bolted down the halls, just barely keeping himself from using his Quirk, his fear and worry for his brother multiplying by the second.
Denki: Hey, OP's back.
The rest of the class turned to greet him as he entered the booth for 1-A
Rikkido: That was an awesome match you had with Iida, Optimus! I kept jumping up and down in my seat.
Hanta: Totally. I winced when I saw him deliver those devastating kicks to you. I was worried for a second your head would come clean off when he kicked your chin.
Optimus absentmindedly rubbed his chin. That was quite a kick. He did not doubt that if Tenya had been a Cybertronian, he could have easily done that to almost any Cybertronian.
Optimus: It was an exciting match. One I am proud to have shared with Tenya.
Ochaco: Speaking of which, where is Iida? Did he have to go to the bathroom?
At that, Optimus looked away before adopting a serious expression.
Optimus: Unfortunately Tenya will not be staying for the rest of the festival.
His statement caused his classmates to look in confusion.
Kyoka: Why? I can see losing so quickly making someone like Bakugou up and leave, but not Iida.
Tsuyu: Yeah. I figure since he's such a strictler for the rules, he wouldn't just up and ghost us.
Optimus: It was not because of his loss. He left due to an emergency.
Toru: What kind of emergency?
Optimus: It is not my place to share. that is Tenya's decision.
He then narrowed his eyes.
Optimus: And I expect all of you to respect his privacy if he doesn't desire to talk about it.
All of Class 1-A flinched at the intensity in his eyes and his voice and meekly nodded.
Momo: Of course. We will respect our classmate's privacy, but we should do what we can to let him know we are here for him.
Optimus shot Momo a grateful smile, one which caused her to blush.
He then took his seat and looked out at the stadium as Mina and Fumikage took the stage.
Optimus: Enough talking, let's focus now on cheering on our classmates.
Toshinori: A new way of using your Quirk, huh?
Currently, the master and apprentice were walking down the halls of the stadium after a successful surgery by Recovery Girl. She patched up Izuku but threatened him that if he didn't find a new way of using his Quirk, especially one that didn't leave him with broken bones, then she wouldn't heal him.
Izuku: Hey All Might.
Izuku suddenly speaking up caused the number one hero to stop.
Izuku: Remember when you told me why you came to U.A. in the first place? To find a worthy successor to inherit One For All.
Toshinori: Yeah.
Izuku thought back to all the other contestants who worked their butt off since entering the Sports Festival, like Hitoshi, Ochaco, Shoto, and Optimus.
Izuku: I put everything I had into the Sports Festival. But still... There were other competitors who fought for the victory harder than I did.
He didn't want to voice these thoughts, but he also couldn't keep them buried any longer.
Izuku: So... Maybe––
Toshinori: You're thinking it would be better for someone else to be my successor. Yes?
Izuku gasped slightly before nodding.
Izuku: Yes. And I can't help but think that maybe, Optimus should be the one to inherit it.
Toshinori was surprised to hear Izuku name a specific student.
Toshinori: I won't lie Young Midoriya, you do speak the truth. This place is full of young heroes with amazing potential, but even I can see that Optimus Prime is different from the rest. One For All is a crystallization of power. If he were to inherit, there's no doubt that with it strengthening his own Quirk, he would become an unbeatable superhero.
So that was it. Even All Might agreed that Optimus would be the better successor. So it was clear what he should do now.
Izuku: Then––
Toshinori: But you know, I was Quirkless too as a kid.
His mentor's statement caused Izuku's brain to freeze colder than Shoto's ice as he turned back to his mentor, disbelief marring his features.
Izuku: Quirkless? Seriously?
Toshinori: Back then it wasn't that rare of a thing. But it was still out of the ordinary. Even though I didn't have a power to call my own, I had someone who believed in my potential. my master gave me One For All and raised me to become a hero.
Izuku: You never told me about that!
Toshinori: It's not my fault you never asked. Which is honestly surprising.
Izuku: I just can't believe the Number One Hero was Quirkless.
Toshinori: It's true. When we first met, I saw a little of the old me in you. But, kid, you've gone beyond my expectations, time and time again. One data you're gonna do incredible things with One For All. That's something I truly believe.
Izuku was amazed. His hero, the person he spent his whole life looking up to, was once just like him. A Quirkless boy with a dream of becoming a hero. Hearing that meant more to him than he could put into words. So instead, he settled for:
Izuku: I'll do my best.
Toshinori: I have no doubt. As for Young Prime, while I have no doubt he would've been the perfect candidate for One For All if things were different, I don't exactly feel right shouldering him with such a burden. Not after all he's been through. "He's got enough on his shoulders as it is."
Izuku's eyes widened at All Might's words. It sounded like he knew something about Optimus, something personal.
Izuku: What do you mean?
Toshinori: Ah, it's nothing, just the murmurings of an old man. Now go on, you don't want to miss the rest of the Festival.
Izuku: Yeah, right.
He then left All Might and went down the hall. However, as he walked, he couldn't help but think back to what All Might said.
Izuku: "'Not after all he's been through?' What did Optimus go through that kept All Might from giving him One For All?"
As he thought about it, he thought back to moments when Optimus got angry when someone mentioned something that set him off. Like when Shinso casually mentioned declaring war on the class, and when Shoto asked what he knew about loss.
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't help but wonder: How much had Optimus suffered, and how much was he still suffering?
And what could he possibly do to help him?
The Quarter-Finals ended.
Fumikage had won his match against Mina, Dark Shadow proving too elusive for Mina's acid to handle. Katsuki had managed to defeat Eijiro, overwhelming his hardening with consecutive explosions.
The final four of the semi-finals came down to Shoto Todoroki vs. Optimus Prime and Fumikage Tokoyami vs. Katsuki Bakugou.
With the match-up set, Optimus excused himself from his classmates and moved to get ready for his fight with Shoto. His classmates gave him words of encouragement, the most vocal being Ochaco with her bubbly personality. Such positivity caused Optimus to smile. She would have been a great moral booster during the war.
As Optimus walked down the hallway to his waiting room, he couldn't help but be concerned about his opponent. Not out of fear that he would succeed against him, but rather he was worried about Shoto's state of mind, especially in regards to the fire part of his Quirk.
Using his fire in his fight against Izuku might've been a massive step forward for the troubled young man, but Optimus was no fool. He knew years of abuse, trauma, and resentment couldn't be wiped away with a single fight. He had no doubt Shoto would now double down on his refusal to use his fire, especially against Optimus.
This worried Optimus. If Shoto continued to refuse his left side, there's no telling how this could affect him in the future. Nor the lives of those around him. He needed to stop seeing his left side as a curse, and start to see it for what it truly is. A part of him. A beautiful part.
Izuku: Optimus.
Optimus was pulled out of his thoughts as he saw Izuku walk towards him, his arm in a sling and bandages wrapped around his torso and face, and Optimus took note of a new scar on the back of the young man's left hand. Seeing his friend up and walking caused a smile on the Last Prime's face.
Optimus: Izuku. I am glad to see you are awake. How are you feeling?
Izuku: Better. Recovery Girl is amazing. However she did threaten that if I didn't find a better way of using my Quirk, she would stop healing me.
Optimus: I see.
That made sense. If there was one thing he learned about Recovery Girl in the year he's known her, it was that she couldn't tolerate people endangering their lives with reckless Quirk usage. She got on his case more often than not about it.
Once again, Optimus wished Ratchet or Preceptor were here. They would be able to help Izuku out immediately. But they weren't so Optimus would have to come up with something himself.
Optimus: What do you visualize?
Izuku: Huh?
Optimus: When you use your Quirk, what do you think about?
Izuku: An egg not breaking in the microwave.
*Silence*
Optimus: ...Okay. Maybe you just need to think about something different when using your Quirk.
Izuku thought about it for a moment before looking at the Prime.
Izuku: What about you? What's going through your mind when you use your transformations?
Optimus looked away in thought. He never thought about it before. Transforming had always been a part of his life, a part of all Cybertronian lives. The act of transforming, it was always instinctual, for as long as he could remember. Even when he became a human, he never really had to think about it, except now which part of his body he was focused on transforming.
Optimus: I cannot answer that Izuku. My abili–My Quirk, has always been a part of me. For as long as I remember, I've known how to use it. I've never really had to think much, besides where on my body I need to transform myself.
Izuku looked downcast. He hoped Optimus might have the solution. He always gave off this aura of being all-knowing and wise. But that must've just been Izuku's imagination.
Izuku: Well thanks anyway for trying. By the way, what are you doing in the hallway and not with everyone else in the booth?
Optimus: The Semi-finals are about to begin. I'm on my way to the waiting room to prepare for my match against Shoto.
Izuku: Oh! Well, sorry to bother you. Good luck! Now that Todoroki's using both his right and left side, you're gonna need it.
Optimus: I don't believe that to be the case Izuku.
Izuku stopped and looked at Optimus with a raised eyebrow.
Izuku: What do you mean? Now that he's used his fire in our fight, he has to realize that he can't be the best hero he can possibly be without it.
Optimus: Perhaps, but I've lived long enough to know that resentment like Shoto holds for his father simply can't be wiped away after one fight where he was forced to use his left side. If anything, his pride and stubbornness will keep him from abandoning his vow so easily again, especially against me.
Izuku's whole expression darkened. So that was it. All his efforts to get Todoroki to accept himself, sacrificing the win, breaking his body, and his promise to All Might amounted to nothing.
Izuku: I couldn't do it after all. I couldn't save him.
Optimus: You're wrong.
Optimus' immediate refusal caused Izuku to look back up at him as the Prime placed a hand on his shoulder.
Optimus: You did more than enough. Despite not fully succeeding, you helped Shoto realize that his fire is not his father's but his own. That belief he held onto for so long, has now weakened, if not crumbled. It may take some time for him to fully accept that, but I know that in his heart, he knows the truth. And you, Izuku Midoriya, helped him see that.
Izuku was about to be consumed by despair, but after hearing Optimus' words, hope once again swelled within him.
Optimus: You did amazing my friend. Now relax, and leave the rest to me.
Izuku nodded with a smile on his face. He trusted Optimus to finish the job and save Shoto from himself. But that left him with one question.
Izuku: How are you gonna get through to him?
That was the question that Optimus had been pondering as he made his way to his waiting room. And talking with Izuku helped him realize what he was to do.
Optimus: I will do what Shoto asked of me before the start of the festival in the locker room.
Izuku's eyes then widened as he realized what Optimus meant.
Optimus: I will stop holding back.