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Chapter 12
Gentle man's fury

Izuku huffed as he crossed his arms across his chest, eyes sharpened as he simply stared at the building before them. The events of the change room earlier had still not rested well with the exhausted teenager. How could a hero in training be so callous and perverted? Especially when the ones the purple prick was trying to peek on were his friends and acquaintances.

A low and guttural growl creeped out of his throat when Izuku remembered how Mineta waved off Tenya's warning, as well as the disregard Bakugo had for the act itself. Typically, this wouldn't surprise the green-haired boy as unless it affected the blonde, Bakugo usually didn't give a damn. But, the blonde never put up with perverts and would use his explosions to silence them or halt them, and he just ignored Mineta's antics?

Two reasons ran through Izuku's mind: Either Bakugo's focus was on the current exercise to display his power, considering how he was acting after the assessment test, it wasn't that much of a long shot since he always loved to "prove" how much better he was then everyone else. The second reason he dreaded if it was true was to allow Mineta to do whatever he wanted because Izuku was good friends with most of the girls.

Bakugo hurting him was one thing, and Izuku was 'fine' with that. But using his friends to get to him?

Izuku narrowed his eyes and growled a little louder, which caused Izuku's partner to clear their throat, "Midoriya? I can understand if Mineta's actions were troubling you still. Still, we should plan for our confrontation with Iida and Bakugo."

"Hmm?" Izuku snapped out of his brooding and then sighed, giving Tokoyami a nervous smile afterward, "S-sorry… and yea, your right… It may be a trial, but this is a chance to fully show off how we all are going to be heroes." Moving his arms from his chest, placing a gloved hand on his chin to think.

"I admit I may be at a disadvantage with whom we are facing." The raven-headed boy huffed, the plume of feathers on the back of his head puffed up a little, "Iida is incredibly fast, though the tight corridors may hinder him quite a bit; even still, his speed is nothing to scoff at." Now Tokoyami's arms crossed in front of him, squinting his eyes in deep thought, "Bakugo, on the other hand, is my true weakness when it comes to their pairing, the light from his explosions hinder Dark Shadow but not only how bright it is, but also hurt him… If he corners me-"

"It won't happen." Izuku interrupted, looking to his partner, "I mean no offense to you when I say this, but Bakugo is probably going to be going after me and completely ignore you." He sighed gently, shaking his head a little, "Heck, I wouldn't be surprised if he makes Iida guard the bomb just to hunt me down."

"His animosity towards you was something that I picked up on during the previous test, even before he attempted to launch himself at you. I will not pry, but I can assume you two have a past together?"

"It's… complicated, to say the least." Izuku admitted, rubbing the back of his head, "Even though I halted him with my "eye of the dragon," I don't think it will work again; he's always quick to overcome obstacles and would probably expect me to go Dragoon for this."

Tokoyami tilted his head in confusion at Izuku, "Oh? What makes you say that?"

"Well, despite being the way he acts, Bakugo is a great strategist, especially in combat." Izuku began to say with his hands on his hips, "Worst thing one could do is prolong a fight with him, since that will make him sweat more, and truthfully I didn't like the look of those grenades he uses for gloves."

"Indeed, given his behavior, I'd imagine when pushed into a corner, he'd use them." Tokoyami sighed gently, "Still, why would he think of you using your "Dragoon" … kit, was it?"

Izuku smirked at the fact that the bird-headed boy remembered what to call it. It would take people a little time to call them by how he wished them to for some reason, "Yes, that's it… anyway, with me being a Dragoon, I could leap us up to the roof, and we ambush them from above. But sadly, I'm not as light on my feet when I land, especially if I'm carrying someone. Also, there's the fact that we don't know where they are in the building and could possibly see me jump up."

Tokoyami nodded his head in agreement, "So, what's our best course of action."

"Sadly, I think our best bet is to just go in through the front door and try and make our way up, hoping we don't come across Bakugo. But like I said, he will try and hunt me down, so that may be a chance for you to sneak off and go take on Iida while I have his focus." Izuku looked to the gothic bird boy, a look of determination in his eyes, "I know what I said about prolonging a fight with him, but I do know some self-defense techniques thanks to Momo and Kyoka."

"And what are you going to do about his explosions?"

"That… I'll have to consider. Bakugo knows two of my forms already, and while I'd like nothing more to use the other two against him, I have reservations on them."

Tokoyami blinked while staring at Izuku as he spoke that last comment, "Limiting yourself would do more harm than good, Midoriya. Surely you know this already?"

"Oh, I do. It's more I haven't actually used them against a living target yet… well, Gunbreaker I have before, but the villain had strong enough skin that my gunblade didn't cut him." Izuku smirked gently; the incident was a fond memory of how he first met Kyoka and Mina, "And Red Mage is primarily a ranged kit, not a particularly fast one either. "

"Red Mage sounds almost like you are a wielder of magic with a name for that particular kit." Tokoyami huffed a small smirk of his beak, considering his interests in the occult and the like. However, the smirk faded as he now stared at the green-haired boy who was looking away nervously. The bird-headed boy's mouth gaped as he quickly went to Izuku's side, "Y-your joking, correct? You can actually control and use MAGIC?!"

"I.. think so? I don't know how else to describe it other than 'magic,' to be honest." Izuku rubbed the back of his head gently, looking down now, "Only thing I used my magic against was the zero-pointer back in the entrance exams, so I don't know how negatively it will be against human targets yet."

"What did it do to that massive monstrosity?"

"It… well… My 'Verholy' blew off the arm first, and using a gaping hole I made, I cast my most powerful spell 'Scorch' and sent its head flying into a building." Izuku spoke meekly with a slight chuckle as Tokoyami kept staring at him silently. The silence surrounding the two for a few moments was interrupted by the sudden appearance of the bird boy's quirk, Dark Shadow, which popped out from under his user's cape and tapped the top of Tokoyami's head.

"Oi! You're going to freak him out with the silent treatment, Fumi."

Tokoyami snapped out of his stupor and turned his head to the shadow being on his shoulder, "Hush, Dark Shadow." and returned his attention back to Izuku, "My apologies, when it comes to things like the occult and the like, I tend to get… over-excited."

"I completely understand; I'm like that with quirks myself." Izuku gave him a bright smile that made Dark Shadow return back into the cover of darkness under the cloak, squeaking out a 'too bright!' that gave both boy's a bit of a chuckle.

"So, what sort of mad bouquet of darkness would you suggest? Considering we are just waltzing right in."

Izuku gave his partner a determined smirk at that, "Well, how well can Dark Shadow mimic shadows?"

"ALRIGHT TEAMS! COMMENCE THE TRIAL!" exclaimed All Might into the microphone on the console before him, all of Class 1-A watching on the monitor's as Izuku and Tokoyami entered the build from the front entrance, as well as Iida sighing in an exasperating look of body language as Bakugo stormed out of the room with the bomb.

Though the video feed was silent on the monitors, one could tell that the hero team was whispering and keeping to the shadows as best as possible in the narrow hallways of the faux abandoned building. All Might's gaze never left the monitor's, but he did do his best to listen in on his other students as they began to murmur amongst themselves.

"So, who do you think will win?" Kaminari asked as he leaned back against a wall, talking to Sero, who was beside him. The tape-dispensing boy rubbed his chin under his odd-looking helmet as he thought about the question.

"Tough call… I mean, nothing against Midoriya or Tokoyami, but Bakugo's quirk is stupid strong. Iida left to guard the bomb isn't a bad strategy, but you'd think with his superior speed, he'd have gone with Bakugo to locate the heroes first."

"But Midoriya is super strong in that 'Dragoon' thing; I wonder why he isn't in it right now?"

"It's obvious." Momo spoke up, looking at the two boys, "While it is indeed powerful, the fact is that the Dragoon kit requires space for him to perform the various acrobatics needed. Plus, with the weapon it uses, wielding a large lance in such a narrow hallway would be very difficult." The heiress spoke with such a factual tone of voice that many of the students ignored how lewd that last bit of her analysis sounded.

All except for Mineta, who was cackling like a gremlin to himself, before earning a slap to the head by Tsuyu's tongue and a jack in his ear by Kyoka.

"In any case," Momo continued, ignoring what her friends had done to the purple pervert, "Why he hasn't "shifted" is still perplexing me, though from how you described his 'Red Mage' to us, Ochako… it would be the most ideal for keeping Bakugo at bay."

"Oh total!y!" Ochako beamed for a moment, then slunk down into a thinking pose, "though it did take him a couple of seconds to fire out that sparkly bolt at first, which Bakugo could take advantage of... " As she continued to think, her face began to pale slowly, remembering the destruction those sparkles had done to the rampaging robot, "P-Plus… I don't think I-Izuku used those attacks on a person before, and how it m-mangled up the zero-pointer…"

That was all she said as the rest of the class could quickly tell what she had implied as well from her paled face. Yuga spoke next as he went up to Ochako and placed a friendly hand on her shoulder to help ease her worries, "Do not worry, mademoiselle Uraraka… I do not think monsieur would intentionally harm a person that severely."

"Wait, what exactly did Izuku do to the zero-pointer anyway?" asked Kyoka with a few of their classmates around the gravity user, but it was Yuga once again who spoke up.

"Ah, first he fired a dazzling bolt of sparkles that tore open a hole in the robot, followed up by a bolt of lightning to further open it." Yuga spoke while posing dramatically, "Then, he ran up the mighty arm of the monstrous and rampaging robot before firing up a brilliant line from a red crystal he was carrying, and upon reaching the head of the mighty beast and a flurry of attacks from his rapier to open the hole he had initially made, he backflipped off of the head and landed a good few yards from the staggered machine."

He then smiled as he twirled in place for a moment, "With a sparkling shout of the utmost holy of intentions, a beam of light shot up from the ground and tore the arm off of the mechanical beast, followed by a scorching explosion centered within the hole and sent the miserable thing's head careening into the nearest building."

Everyone watching the energetic boy bow from the retelling blinked for a moment before turning their attention to Ochako, who nodded gently to confirm that Yuga wasn't overhyping the story a tad bit.

Whatever was going to be said or thought about in regards to Izuku's crazy power as a 'Red Mage' was halted when Sato pointed to the screen with a 'Bakugo ambushed them!'. Everyone turned their attention back to the monitors to see Bakugo standing before both hero team students with his hands popping and smoking in the air, the corner from which he attacked them broken and singed from the explosion.

"An ambush is so unmanly!" cried out Kirishima, frowning and crossing his arms over his chest in disgust at what the blonde bomber had done. Before any of the students could call him out, it was All Might who spoke first.

"There are times where an ambush is the most logical thing one can do, Young Kirishima, some heroes like Edgeshot and even your homeroom teacher rely upon the tactic while out in the field." The pro hero turned towards the redhead and gave a bright smirk and a thumbs up, "An ambush is the best way to try and take out a villain before a fight even begin's, especially if the area is still full of civilians. And learning how to ambush will help give your own 'spatial awareness' some training so that villains won't use the same tactic on you."

Kirishima looked towards All Might, listening to his words and rubbing his chin in thought. While the pro hero was correct in what he said, the idea of ambushes still left a bad taste in the boy's tongue.

The hardening hero in training looked up to his teacher and nodded, though still had a frown on his face, as he then looked up to the monitors to show that Midoriya had yanked Tokoyami away from the blast but had taken a good hit from it, parts of his shoulder and lowered hood burnt away.

The two boys on the hero team looked to one another as Izuku said something to Tokoyami, who nodded in agreement and dashing past Bakugo, the blonde bomber not even stopping the gothic bird as he ran past.

There was silence between Izuku and Bakugo on screen before the two started to talk at one another, which then turned into shouting, and Bakugo launched himself towards the green-haired boy with a right hook prepared to strike.

But much to the amazement of the entire class, with a few cheers and hoots of celebration that followed after, Izuku had not only dodged the right hook but grabbed the limb and slammed Bakugo down onto the stone floor with a judo flip.

However, this was short-lived as Bakugo retaliated with an explosion to Izuku's chest, which made him stumble back, and further shredding his costume. Mina groaned and made a pouty face as she spoke, "Awwww… Mamadoriya's gonna be so sad the costume is getting destroyed."

"Perhaps it can be salvaged? I know Green was sentimental about it before we started the trials." Kyoka spoke beside her, swinging an ear jack around her finger slowly as she continued to watch the fight.

A few gasps from the students as they see Bakugo fire off another set of explosions at Izuku's chest that had sent the boy careening and hitting his back against a concrete wall, cracking against the impact before Izuku fell onto his knees, panting and spitting up saliva mixed with some blood.

Bakugo was still unrelenting as he chased down after his opponent, winding up a kick as he did so. Once he was close enough to swing his leg, a brilliant light burst out around Izuku, and the bomber's boot connected to not his foe's body but with an all too familiar metallic shield blocking it.

The snarl on Bakugo's face could be seen on the monitor as the all too recognizable alabaster-white armor of the 'Paladin' appeared. The helmet rose quickly, and Izuku lunged forward, plunging something hard into Bakugo's stomach, which sent the boy flying down the corridor.

Momo's eyes went wide as she first thought that Izuku had just stabbed Bakugo in the gut; even All Might's smile faltered for a moment since no one could see the weapon due to the shield blocking the camera. As All Might reached out to the intercom button to call the match due to Izuku's excessive force, Bakugo slowly began to sit up, rubbing his stomach as he looked surprised towards Izuku.

In fact, everyone was. Instead of the beautiful and shining sword that generally accompanied the shield was a large wooden paddle-like weapon with rows upon rows of what could be seen as blunt metallic studs. The class's murmurs filled the room once more as the screens showed Izuku and Bakugo talking or shouting at one another. It wasn't until Mineta spoke up that he silenced everyone with what he said.

"What the actual hell?! He berates me earlier for being a pervert, and yet now he is swinging around some sort of kinky paddle-ACK!" The boy cried out in anguish and collapsed to the ground, unconscious thanks to a well-placed chop to the head by Shoji. All Might cleared his throat to get everyone's attention once again.

"Young Shoji, I do not condone knocking your fellow classmates outside of training, but… thank you." The multiarmed student nodded to the blonde pro as the older man continued, "And while I am not familiar with the name of the weapon young Midoriya is using, I have seen something similar to it used by a villain in America known as "The Aztec Man," though it seems young Midoriya's version is more for bludgeoning an opponent than cutting them down."

"But… couldn't he use the flat part of his sword to do the same thing?" asked Mina, watching as the two boys began to fight again, Bakugo shouting about something as he hurled explosions at Izuku with his shield raised up to protect himself.

It was Momo who spoke up next, turning to her pink-skinned friend, "In hindsight, yes he could, but the sharp edges of the blade could harm Bakugo more than what would be necessary for training. Plus, with the explosions' air pressure, it would make it easier for Bakugo to knock away the weapon and possibly disarm Izuku. It would allow Bakugo to try and wield it… and I doubt he has the level of skill as Izuku does to use it non-lethally…"

After the heiress's explanation, the thought of someone possibly being killed while training made a few of them turn ghostly pale. Once again, though, All Might's voice rang out to get their attention, "Excellent analysis, Young Yaoyorozu, and you are indeed correct." The man beamed a smile to the students, "Plus, it also shows how much excellent control Young Midoriya has on his quirk to think of a new way to subdue his opponent while under duress! An excellent trait to learn for a hero. Now let's also take note of how well young Tokoyami is currently luring Young Iida towards more shadowed areas of the room where the bomb-"

"OH MY GOD, MIDORI!"

Mina's outcry made everyone focus on the battle of Bakugo and Izuku once again, as they watched on in silence as Izuku's form was sent hurtling into walls and busting through them until nothing but darkness could be seen between the two combatants. Bakugo once again shouted out something as he slowly crept into the holes to go after his target. All Might's eyes slowly began to widen as he was able to listen in on the entire fight and what was and had been being spoken between the two young teenagers during their skirmish, and what he had been hearing was twisting his non-existent stomach into knots.

As the teacher and classmates of 1-A watched the scene before them, everyone collectively thought of one thing, a quote they all learned in pre quirk history when they were younger.

To beware the fury of the gentle man.

Izuku groaned inside his helmet, his back resting against a wall that he had landed hard against. Shaking his head to clear his mind to get his bearings, he looked out from the multiple holes through the cement walls made when Bakugo sent him flying after taking a twin explosion to his chest.

Bakugo and explosions? Right… It was the battle trial, and he was facing off against the blonde bomber.

Grunting in pain, Izuku slowly rose up, using the Macuahuitl he had 'summoned' to hold himself up as he stood. The green-haired boy hadn't figured out how he was able to change his weapon like that but figured he'd look more into it after this, as well as a long nap.

God, he was tired and also angry.

The lack of sleep was finally getting to him, if not helped out by the back and forth arguments between himself and his former childhood friend. The ideals of what being a hero were between the two boys was one subject they were bickering viciously about, Izuku's being that a hero was someone who saved people and would do anything to protect civilians while Bakugo's was to simply be the best and defeat all the villains he could.

Izuku's inner thoughts about how Bakugo came to that reason of thinking halted when he heard the blonde bomber's loud 'barking.' The 'paladin' looked through the gaping holes in the wall to see the silhouette of his former tormentor slowly and cautiously walk towards him, hands sparking with tiny explosions as if to give an air of menace to him.

"You goddamn pathetic Deku! Even after all this time, you still don't know your place?"

"The hell are you on about now, Bakugo?"

Bakugo stopped his advancement towards Izuku, the explosive pops still going off in his hand to reveal the snarl on his face, "I'm talking about you looking down on me all this time, the reason why I hate you so much!"

The hollowed sounds of silence filled the darkened and dusty rooms as in the cover of his helmet; Izuku's eyes slowly widened, stuttering out in disbelief at the accusation, "L-Looking down on you?"

"Yes! Looking down on me, you shitty Deku! Lying about being quirkless for all these years to hide the fact you have such a powerful quirk! No wonder how much I kept telling you how pathetic you are, nor how many times I tried to break that fucking annoying dream of yours of being a hero, you just kept smiling and doing the exact opposite!"

"This was supposed to be MY story of greatness! My rise to be the number one hero!" Bakugo snarled loudly, "But no, you had to almost fuck up my chances to be the best, Deku! Everyone questioning my greatness ever since the fucking Sludge Villain, all because you had a quirk this entire time!"

As Bakugo kept ranting and raving, Izuku was standing as still as stone. His mind was processing everything the blonde boy had been telling him, thinking that Izuku had purposely withheld that he had a quirk all this time to lord over Bakugo's head? Fourteen years of beatings and insults flashing through his mind as the grip on the weapon and shield he was holding tightened.

"Bakugo." Izuku's voice spoke out in a tone of cold realization, which halted the ranting of the clearly delusional blonde, "You think I put up with all of the name-calling, the beatings… the suicide baiting… just so I could personally ruin your chances to get into UA and lord over the fact I had a powerful quirk for over fourteen years?"

"Obviously! When they kicked you out of that shitty high school, they made me redo all of my tests from that year, never giving me an answer as to why! They even threatened to remove my application to UA if I didn't do it!"

Izuku still remained where he stood like a statue, his breathing very slow as he processed this new information, "...And the reason why you didn't stop Mineta in the change rooms? I know you hate perverts like most people and never tolerated it before, so why didn't you try and stop him then."

Bakugo eased up a little on his explosions, darkening his face with the shadows, but Izuku could still hear the smirk upon his voice, "Despite what you did to me, I still made it to UA, Deku. I could care less what those extras do; I'm here to prove that I'll be the future number one because I AM the strongest!"

"And why should I care how that purple pervert get's his rocks off? He doesn't matter, no one else matters, the only one that matters is me!"

The silence was deafening as Katsuki Bakugo finished speaking; it was thick in the air between the two boys as the echoing sounds of combat between their partners could be barely heard by them.

"Now!" Bakugo barked out, "Stay still like a good Deku, and I'll put you back in your place! A pebble on my road to gre-"

"Kaachan."

That single word stopped Bakugo in his tracks. The old nickname Izuku had used when they were young children before everything that happened, before Bakugo's quirk manifested. The blonde boy growled low as he hated that name so much as they got older before Izuku finally stopped in middle school after one particular nasty beating he had given the green-haired boy. He raised an eyebrow waiting for whatever the pathetic loser was going to say.

"There's something about my quirk no one knows about, something that's hard to explain, but it's important right now." spoke the 'knight' within the darkness. However, Bakugo could see some of the shine off of the metallic plates a little, "When I unlock a new aspect or 'kit' of my quirk, I get a small headache and a warmth envelops my body, like a summer breeze of warm air. Also, a heavenly voice repeats three words in my head: Hear, Feel, Think."

"What the hell are you jabbering on about, Deku?" Bakugo questioned as he glared into the darkness.

"But right now," Izuku continued, ignoring the question asked of him, "That usual warmth is now a raging inferno of agony, like a caged beast trying to escape from chains that are digging into its skin. And Kaachan… the three words I mentioned?"

Bakugo took a step back as he heard the metallic clink of Izuku's foot hit against the concrete floor, "I HEAR the beating of my own heart, enraged at how you believe that I purposely hid my quirk from you just to spite you. I FEEL that there's nothing I can do to turn you from this destructive path of yours. And I THINK it's time someone knocked some sense into you, Katsuki Bakugo!"

A brilliant flash of light exploded out of Izuku once again, similar to when it had happened during the assessment tests, and blinded Bakugo from how close he was to it. He had no time to recover from being dazed as he felt the hard grasp of a hand on his face and felt his head pushed hard against the wall, smashing the blonde bomber through several of them before being picked up into the air and hurled down the corridor he and Izuku were previously at.

Bakugo laid on the floor, seemingly knocked out and unmoving as the full figure of Izuku was presented before everyone on the monitors. Once there was a knight in shining armor now stood a man wearing various thick furs around his body. His feet and forearms were wrapped in tight straps to keep the bracers and moccasins close against his body, a long skirt with intricate designs hung off of his waist, covering his leather and fur shorts underneath.

Pauldrons of bone and fur adorned his shoulders and held together in the front by a strap folded into a knot of some kind attached to a flowing fur cape upon his back. Resting upon his shoulder was an enormous great ax. However, the bit of the ax was shallow, looking to be made more for bludgeoning than cutting, and was designed with various animals and markings along the shaft.

What a lot of the students would notice first, however, was the look of pure anger that seemed quite misplaced upon the usual smiling teenager, his emerald eyes glowing a bright red like a monster ready to kill. His hair was longer as well, single braided on each side of his head but was more wild than usual as it hung past his neck in the back.

Izuku was staring at the fallen form of Bakugo, who wasn't moving from off the floor, but he could see the rise and descent of the bomber's chest, meaning he was merely knocked out. Izuku turned slightly, giving the entire class a perfect view of his bare chest and legs as they tensed with muscle; the red glowing of his eyes faded slowly as he reached a hand up to his ear where his earpiece was still hung, "Tokoyami?"

"Yes, Midoriya? How was your battle with Bakugo?"

"Revealing, to say the least, and I was able to unlock a new 'kit' thanks to it." Izuku said nonchalantly into the device, "Have you secured Iida and the device yet?"

"I was just about to contact you once I heard the explosions stop; Dark Shadow has Iida hanging upside down from the ceiling. You were correct in your assumption that it can hide in the shadows without going berserk."

The scowl on Izuku's lips soon curled up into a smirk, "Good! A joyous day of discoveries for you then."

"Quite, in truth, I had to lead Iida quite far from the bomb room, and I am making my way there now."

"Excellent, I shall join you momentarily after I wrap the capture tape on Bak-"

"DEKU!"

The shout caused Izuku to quickly turn to the source, seeing a barely standing Bakugo before him down the hallway and holding up the sizable grenade-like gauntlet at Izuku.

"DIE!"

With no hesitation, Bakugo snarled a manic grin on his face as he pulled the pin on the support gear, sending a massive explosion hurtling towards the barely clothed opponent. However, as Bakugo had pulled the pin, Izuku unclasped the knot on his chest and let the pauldrons and cape fall behind him as he beelined towards the raging inferno coming towards him. His eyes began to glow red once again as he roared like a beast and gripped the ax shaft with both hands, winding it up as he plunged into the explosion.

Bakugo, still with his manic grin and about to gloat about how he beat the pathetic Deku, was shocked when out of the fires of his blast came an enraged looking Izuku, his ax wound up like a batter in a baseball game while also shouting out with a bestial roar, "ONSLAUGHT!". The blonde bomber's grin shifted into a surprised look as he tried to bring up his arms to defend the attack of the raging green-haired boy and to hopefully send another set of blasts back in retaliation.

What he got instead was being sent through the exterior wall of the building, ragdolling a few times across the dirt and smacking against the outside of another abandoned building with a noticeable crack from the impact. Bakugo's gauntlets were utterly smashed on his arms as he laid out truly unconscious, this time in the dirt, the cloud of dust dissipating from around him.

Izuku growled for a few moments, taking deep breaths as the buzzer for the end of the trial rang out, followed by the ever loud voice of All Might through the speakers.

"HEROES HAVE CAPTURED THE BOMB! TEAM A WINS!"

And unbeknownst to everyone watching and cheering for the hero team's victory, nor to Izuku's knowledge as his mind and attention were focused on calming himself down as he stared out of the hole that was created when he sledged Bakugo through it.

Upon the greenette's back, where the ever-present crystal tattoo sat in the middle of his back, within one of the faces of the illustration, a small flash of red appeared. As quickly as it did so, it faded to reveal what looked like a symbol resembling a double-bladed ax nestled within its confines.

But it was no mere symbol. It was a sigil.

The sigil of the Warrior.