Author's Note: I'm posting this chapter early so that I can get this message out. From now on, I'm going to be deleting any reviews that are posted that just exist to say hurtful things. It's not because those who post them are right, they shouldn't take this as a justification to keep going, it's because they're in the wrong and they know it. These reviews aren't criticisms of the story, they're just nonsensical ramblings of people who can't stand to see anything that isn't exactly what they are: straight and gender conforming. That's why I'm deleting them. This is not because I can't prove to them that they're wrong, because using a guest account to hide from the consequences is making sure I can't, it's because they can't be argued with, even without them taking all these cowardly precautions. They twist my words and bend my intentions to make me seem like the bad guy, when in reality all I did was put a few instances of non-straight, non-gender-conforming individuals into a fanfiction story. Honestly, you'd think I'm advocating for kicking puppies and killing orphans with how intensely these people hate the inclusion of queer representation. You know who you are. Stop, please.

Izuku yawned, having slept terribly the night before. He stretched out his arms and legs, making sure to work out all the stiffness that had accumulated overnight. Looking around the locker room, Izuku saw that everyone had arrived. The time the class had seen Aizawa, he'd instructed them to change into their Hero costumes first thing on Friday and meet him at the Hub, a station meant to monitor all of UA's training grounds. So, the boys of the class had shuffled into the locker room and started changing, with some, such as Izuku, choosing to stretch first.

When he felt his work with his limbs was done, Izuku turned his attention to his wrist. It felt like a door hinge that hadn't been oiled in decades, and he could've sworn he heard it creak when he got up this morning, but Izuku would survive. He looked around at everyone, seeing that they all had gotten into their costumes already, and decided that he wouldn't be the one to hold everyone up today.

Popping his costume's case open, Izuku caught a look at himself in the mirror along the inside of it. He knew that he looked tired, but that would fade as the day went on. What really caught his attention was the white streak that was now exactly what he had always referred to it as; a streak. It still started at the same place, his left temple, but now it stretched up and almost had a whole curl of Izuku's hair to itself, a single stark white stripe in his otherwise dark green hair. Over the weeks that he'd let it grow out, Izuku had gotten used to seeing it in the mirror, but only recently had it grown on him. Izuku would say that he liked it now, and not only for the aesthetic it brought; it showed his growth, and how he'd survived all the trials of the year. It personified him as someone who pulled through, no matter what, and Izuku thought that meant something. So, he'd kept it.

As he got dressed, Izuku wondered what the practical portion of the class's final exam would be. Kendo had let it slip that the original plan was fighting robots, just like the entrance exam, but Izuku wasn't sure that was the case anymore. He didn't let Kendo know that he thought this, to preserve the pseudo-rivalry between their classes and give 1A an advantage, but he was almost sure that Aizawa had caught wind that the plan had leaked and had changed it up at the last minute. Izuku wasn't entirely certain, but he was pretty sure. He thought this because he'd seen Aizawa looking at him strangely when talking about the practical portion in his special, vague way of warning them.

Izuku really didn't know what to expect with this exam, and he was even more anxious because of One for All. He hadn't manifested any new Quirks since Danger Sense, which had happened for the first time during the Sports Festival, but it had only really stuck after his internship. It was the biggest gap yet in unlocking more powers, and it was making Izuku nervous. Was this all he was going to get? Were the vestiges mad at him, somehow? Did they not trust him with Smokescreen, Fa Jin and whatever the second user's power is? Izuku had no clue, and the vestiges wouldn't talk to him. The last time he'd spoken to a vestige was En's talk with him about responsibility, and then there'd been nothing. For months. It was making Izuku a little anxious, to say the least.

At least he'd gotten better at using the Quirks he did have. Danger Sense couldn't really improve, but Izuku had learned how to minimize it to the point where he got more accurate readings at the cost of range. If Izuku focused enough, he could practically see with his eyes closed. But, that sacrificed the danger detection aspect, the main aspect of the Quirk. Izuku could use Blackwhip like an extension of his body practically without thinking, now. It was the same with Float, with Izuku able to achieve something similar to flight by using Float and then creating blasts of air as he flapped his arms like wings with Super Strength to push him forward. Speaking of Super Strength, however, Izuku hadn't been able to increase his basic One for All use beyond ten percent. He'd been making so much progress with his other Quirks that Super Strength had kind of fallen to the wayside, which was what he'd been worried about when reading the notes All Might had compiled for him all that time ago on the beach after the first day of school. Izuku had been worried that he'd be a jack of all trades, but a master of none. He wanted to be the best, and he knew that it had only been a few months and that he had years to master this stuff, but he was impatient to get stronger. It was part of how he'd been able to advance this fast.

Another reason that Izuku was anxious was that nothing had happened concerning All for One and the League of Villains. That should have meant something, right? If All for One didn't make a move on you after two months, after trying to invade your mind, then sending a Nomu after you not two weeks later, then what did that mean? Was he done with One for All? No, that couldn't be it. He'd been after One for All for over a hundred years, so he couldn't just be done with it. There had to be something else. Something that drew his attention must have happened. Izuku wasn't entirely sure that something that could draw the attention of the Symbol of Evil was a good thing, even if it got the heat off himself for a while.

"Hey, Midoriya. You okay?" Kirishima asked from across the room.

Izuku was brought out of his mind by Kirishima's question. He looked over at the redhead and smiled, though he didn't know if it was all that convincing. He hoped that nobody asked him what was on his mind, because then he'd have to lie.

"I'm good. Just … worried," Izuku deflected, finishing up dressing by flipping his cowl up and over his head.

"Hmm, I think a lot of us are worried. More than some of us would like to admit," Shinso said, emerging from the stall he always used to change.

"Talking about yourself?" Izuku asked, sending Shinso a look that he hoped conveyed trust.

"Nah, I'm talking about Kaminari. He's gonna fail," Shinso smiled as he walked past the aforementioned blond.

Kaminari slumped in his spot on the bench. He looked downcast, as he had the entire exam period. Izuku almost laughed, happy to see the return of Well Rested Shinso. At least somebody in class had slept last night. That was a bit of an exaggeration, as Izuku had slept, but he may as well have stayed up and caught up with personal projects, like taking notes on some Hero news or something like that, which he'd had to put to the side to focus on studying. He didn't regret choosing to study, of course, but he didn't like feeling so drained of energy after school most days and not having a way to recharge and do something that he liked instead of more schoolwork.

"Don't worry about it. We're all gonna pass, and we're all gonna go on this summer training camp. Though, I'm not sure we want to," Izuku said, fixing his rebreather to his face.

The boys all looked at Izuku with confused expressions. He laughed, realizing that they still didn't get what UA considered 'training'. He leaned up against the locker behind him and flexed his fingers inside his gloves, trying to think of the nicest way to put it to the boys. Shinso laughed beside him, and began to talk before Izuku got the chance.

"This is UA we're talking about. We were thrown into combat against each other on our second day of class as an 'introductory lesson'. Granted, I'm pretty sure that was just All Might's prerogative, not the curriculum. We were told to fight tooth and nail for a spot at the top of a podium on international television when most of us were fifteen years old," Shinso said, causing Izuku to shoot a look at Bakugo, who was actually sixteen at the time. "This 'summer training camp' isn't gonna be fun and games. Nah, it's gonna be a week of torture. I'd say to take it, but that's just me. But, regardless of if we want to suffer or not, we still need to do our best on this test," Shinso explained.

Izuku saw his shot, so he took it.

"And how do you know all that?" he asked.

Shinso flushed red under his Persona Chords and binding cloth. He looked Izuku in the eyes and he could only guess that Shinso was frowning. The two of them held that stare for a moment, before Shinso cleared his throat and looked away from him.

"Aizawa told me during our lessons," Shinso said.

Izuku smiled, having already known the answer. He liked to bring up that Shinso was Aizawa's only personal student, the two working together after hours almost every day so that he can learn Aizawa's binding cloth technique. Izuku had explicitly listed Aizawa's use of the cloth to be a reason why he went with the man for his internship, and that had gotten Shinso thinking about ways to improve his own combat abilities. So, he'd started learning the binding cloth when they got back to school.

For the past two months, they'd been holding sessions together both in and out of class, and Shinso was getting pretty good at it. He wasn't perfect, and he made mistakes sometimes, but Izuku made mistakes in learning his powers and he was sure that Aizawa would have made mistakes, having to learn it from scratch as a brand new technique instead of having about fifteen years of experience to call on for teaching purposes. Shinso was kind of embarrassed about it, needing extra help and all that, but Izuku and Tsu had encouraged him to see it as a positive thing, that he was going out of his way to do more and that was a good thing. He still got weird about it sometimes, but it was a start. Aizawa was very particular about who he spent his time and energy on, so it was an incredible thing for him to deem you 'worth it', and Shinso had gotten his shot and proved himself worth it.

"Right. Well, Kaminari, I don't think you have anything to worry about. If you are still worried, then maybe talk to someone you trust. Jiro would probably talk to you if you asked her," Izuku said, refocusing on what had started this conversation.

Kaminari seemed to perk up at the mention of Jiro. They were good friends, Izuku knew, so he'd likely go to her with any worries he had with the exam, or just in general. Izuku tried his best to smile at Kaminari, even though he wasn't feeling the greatest. He saw Kaminari smile, but it was a kind of empty, hollow smile that told Izuku that he was just trying and wasn't truly reassured by it.

"I think we should get going if we're all ready," Izuku said, giving everyone he could see a look of affirmation.

Without warning, Bakugo exploded out of his stall. He was in full costume, the sharp edges and vibrant oranges and blacks of his costume making his red pupils pop even more harshly against the whites of his eyes. The other boys went quiet at his entrance, looking at him as if they were expecting him to say something. Izuku knew that Bakugo probably wouldn't say anything that wasn't a vaguely mean remark about someone's costume. He'd been getting better over the last few months, but he still slipped back into his pre-UA attitude sometimes, and those moments were strangely affirming to Izuku that Bakugo was changing. But, the remarks that Bakugo made still sometimes hurt others, and that meant that there was still work to do.

"Why are we pussyfooting around when there's shit that needs to be done?" Bakugo asked, locking eyes with Izuku specifically.

"That's what I was just saying, kind of. The others are probably already done changing," Izuku said, gesturing for the boys to get going.

Easily enough, Izuku was able to get the boys to follow him out of the locker room. The group of them walked over to the entrance to the Hub, where Aizawa was standing with a smaller boy with purple balls for hair. Izuku could've sworn that kid looked familiar, but maybe he was mistaken. After all, he didn't interact with many children, so he could've just been a very visually striking kid. Izuku and his group were eventually met by Yaoyorozu leading everyone else to merge the groups as they reached Aizawa.

He didn't know what he was expecting, but Izuku was glad that it was just Aizawa and this one boy. Izuku had been imagining what could possibly be wilder than a horde of robots coming at them, but somehow just this one other kid was kind of scarier. Was this boy supposed to fight them? Was Izuku expected to seriously battle the boy who couldn't have been half his height? Looking at him closer, he appeared to have some scruff on his neck, so he was probably the same age as the rest of them. Izuku knew some of the guys had to shave, namely Shoji, but Shoji had apparently always been built like a brick wall, so he was ahead of the curve on that one.

"Good morning, class. Today, you're going to be taking the practical segment of your final exams. This will be your hardest test yet. It will be even harder than it was going to be, because someone told you what the original plan was," Aizawa said.

A chorus of 'what's and 'no way's rang out among the class, and Izuku had to fight to keep his expression blank. He didn't want to give away that he knew, and that it was Kendo who told him. She was just trying to help, and didn't deserve to be punished for that. Lucky for her, Izuku hadn't told anyone about what he'd learned, so there was no way she'd get caught if he didn't speak up. To be safe, Izuku turned to Shinso and asked what Aizawa was talking about, which Shinso had no clue about, of course.

"I don't care that some of you have to be pretending to have not known, because we changed the assessment. You were going to be battling robots, similar to the entrance exam. Because of this leak, though, we took some creative liberties with the format of the test this semester. The curriculum only says we have to teach you; it doesn't tell us how," Aizawa continued, a smirk slowly growing across his face.

"What format will the test take now?" Izuku asked.

"Now, you will be going to war with each other," Aizawa said, keeping his face locked in the same lazy expression as he expected the kids to take him seriously.

Izuku looked over to Ochako to see if she was hearing this the same as him. It seemed, by the groans and confused staring at Aizawa from the rest of the class, that everyone heard the same as Izuku. That just made it weirder. Aizawa wanted them to 'go to war'? This didn't seem like a typical final exam.

"Are you fucking with us?" Bakugo yelled.

"No. There will be one area open to you during this test; Ground Beta. You will be separated into two teams of ten, and then placed at opposite ends of the cityscape. From there, you can do what you want, but the more points that your team has in an hour from the starting horn, the higher your grade. Points are earned by taking members of the other team out of the fight. You will be graded on your teamwork, your decision making, your communication skills and how well you use your Quirk," Aizawa continued.

"Sir, there are nineteen of us. Unless you're suggesting that he's going to be joining one of the teams, that is," Izuku said, pointing to the boy still standing next to him.

"That's exactly what I'm suggesting. This is Minoru Mineta, from Gen Ed. He took the entrance exam in February, but failed by just a few points. Since then, he's worked in our gyms to improve himself and has submitted transfer forms to the Hero course. Normally, due to the point in the year he submitted these forms, Mineta would take an entrance exam during summer break, but we have a chance to test him here and now. So, he'll be joining half of you in this test. You may see him in class next term. You may not. That all depends on him," Aizawa explained.

Murmurs of replacing Iida started immediately after Aizawa stopped talking. Izuku himself had thought of that possibility, but had quickly reasoned that there was no way they could replace Iida. They could admit a new student into the class, because as far as Izuku knew, there had to be twenty students in each class until there weren't any more. That often resulted in Classes A through J being filled, and Class K being half empty. Class K was a Management class, so it didn't really affect the Hero course kids, but it was still a strange system to work off of. It made it seem, at least to Izuku, that Mineta was simply filling a quota instead of becoming a valued member of their class. He doubted that anyone would be able to fill the weird, managerial hole that Iida had left in the class's dynamic anyway.

"Now, for the teams, we're going to be randomly sorting you together. I have all your names put into a randomizer, so we'll see who's in Team One," Aizawa said.

The class waited with bated breath to see who the first team would be composed of. After a moment of ticking coming from Aiawa's phone, and the area getting quieter and quieter, there was one louder beep that came from the device, signaling to Aizawa that he had the first team. He smirked, for some ungodly reason, and spoke.

"Team One is: Nexus—"

Izuku sighed, always having hated being called on first.

"Tsukuyomi."

A deep grumble sounded out from somewhere behind Izuku.

"Tentacole, Can't Stop Twinkling."

"Géniale!"

"Froppy."

Izuku and Tsu locked eyes and bumped their fists together.

"Can't beat the greens," Izuku whispered, getting Tsu to chuckle under their breath.

"Anima, Cellophane, Freezerburn and Sugarman. Team One, Mineta will be going with you. Get organized," Aizawa finished.

Izuku stepped away from Tsu and let Float carry him upward. He stopped his ascent when he could see every last person in the class, and made himself a waypoint for those that were on his team. Izuku wasn't totally sure what this Mineta's Quirk was, probably something to do with the spheres on his head, but he was sure that he was going to be a liability. Not because he was short, but because he was new. He'd likely never faced real Villains, which everyone in the class had. All of his training was hypothetical; he'd probably never been in life-threatening danger, which meant that he was likely to break when presented with an attack from the likes of Bakugo, who was probably going to be one of the biggest problems on the other team.

Once every member of his team had found their way to him, Izuku let go of Float and dropped to the ground. He turned to Aizawa to see him taking another breath to speak.

"That means that Team Two is: Uravity, Ms. Appear, Red Riot, Hypnos, Tail Flail, Earphone Jack, Gren-Aid, Acid Queen, Ms. Maker and Chargebolt. Group up and everyone follow me," Aizawa said.

As Aizawa started to walk along a pathway between zones, Izuku saw his chance to get to know what kind of person Mineta was. He needed to build up a dynamic between them now if he wanted any cooperation during the test. Izuku told Tsu what he was going to do and slipped to the back, where Mineta was, silently and smoothly. Mineta looked up at him skeptically, and tilted his head in confusion.

"Hey. I'm Izuku Midoriya. Aizawa said your name was Mineta, right?" Izuku asked.

"Yeah, what's it to you?" Mineta shot back, frowning.

"I just wanted to get to know my classmate. I think, in this situation, we should start off with Quirks. What exactly can you do?" Izuku pressed.

"These balls on my head are sticky, and can stay that way for over a day if I'm feeling good. They don't stick to me, but if I pull too much I start bleeding from the head," Mineta explained.

"How much force is able to break them?" Izuku asked. It wouldn't do his team any favors if One for All couldn't get them out of being stuck if there was a misfire.

"Oh, you can't break out. You just have to wait for it to unstick. The time it takes to do that varies, though, so you're pretty much screwed if you get stuck," Mineta clarified.

If it was truly impossible to get unstuck from Mineta's Quirk, then Izuku could use that to tremendous effect during this test. He could make a kind of bowl out of Blackwhip and then had Mineta put a bunch of his Quirk's spheres into it, close the bowl into a ball, swing the ball around and then make Blackwhip evaporate, catapulting the cluster of spheres at a group of their opponents. He could just send Mineta after the heavier hitters on Team Two, such as Gren-Aid or Ms. Maker, not to mention Red Riot and Chargebolt.

"Huh. How many points did you get in the entrance exam?" Izuku asked.

"Like twenty five, why?" Mineta asked back.

"Just wondering," Izuku said, deflecting the question.

Izuku, since he'd heard that Mineta had lost out on his spot in the Hero course by just a few points, had been thinking something awful. Shinso only got into the Hero course because he helped Ochako help Izuku. When Blackwhip had first awakened, it had raged through the test area, and Shinso had Brainwashed him into a trance that made him stop. Ochako had then used her Quirk to keep him from falling to his death. Shinso had gotten in purely on rescue points, as Izuku had, because they'd both performed massive gestures of heroism. But, with Shinso and Izuku helping, had they doomed Mineta to the General Education course? Had they taken his chance? No, it was a competition. They were very explicit about the fact that they were fighting each other for those spots. He was just following the rules. Izuku supposed that this was a chance for Mineta to earn that place once again, and he honestly wished the guy some good luck.

As the group walked, Aizawa re-explained the rules. There were two zones that the two teams were going to be starting from, located at opposite ends of the fake city that was Ground Beta. A single enemy captured was one point, and there were ten on each team. The more points a team had by the time an hour passed, the higher the grade would be for members of that team. This was no holds barred, as Aizawa put it, which meant that they were allowed to use their Quirks in whatever way that the students saw fit, as long as it wouldn't clearly permanently injure, kill or otherwise violate anybody. It was as simple as that; get as many points as you can within an hour, and you pass. Those were the basics that everybody was able to understand.

After a while, Aizawa dropped Team Two off at a location that he made Team One look away from. He then did the same for Team One, dropping them off almost exactly across the city from their opponents. He gave a somewhat stern look to Izuku as he left them, but Izuku clearly didn't know what that was about.

Turning to his group, Izuku noticed that they were all looking at him, except for Freezerburn, which Izuku can honestly say that he expected. Izuku looked at Froppy and saw that they, too, were clearly expecting something.

"What's this about?" Izuku asked, more to Froppy than anyone else.

"I think they expect you to lead them, Class Rep," Froppy said, croaking smugly.

"Right. Because that's a thing that I am. Lucky me," Izuku mumbled.

Cellophane and Sugarman chuckled to themselves, pointing at Izuku and whispering to themselves. Izuku looked at them with the most serious expression he could, which got them to at least stop whispering like a duo of ten year olds with a crush.

"That's awfully gloomy for the Hopeful Hero, don't you think?" Sugarman asked.

"Yeah, show us that brain, Nexus!" Cellophane chimed in.

They were right. He was in his head again! Izuku had to stop letting this happen. Shaking himself out of it, Izuku looked at what he had. He broke up his team members into different categories to make things easier for himself, starting with power, which contained himself, Tsukuyomi, Freezerburn and Sugarman. Next was speed, which contained himself as well, Cellophane, Freezerburn with his ice gliding ability, and Froppy. Then, utility, which held Anima, Tentacole, Mineta and Can't Stop Twinkling on a good day. Izuku separated all the thinkers out of the groups, those being himself, Freezerburn, Froppy and Tentacole. The other's weren't dumb or stupid by any means, they just weren't the most analytical or strategic in their ways. Izuku knew that they should never split up into less than duos, because that was how people got jumped and tied up in back-alleys. After a few more seconds of calculation, Izuku had what he needed to properly address his team.

"Alright, here's how this is gonna work. I'm splitting us up into groups. I've already appointed the leaders of each group, and you don't get to pick who you're with. It's based on Quirk compatibility, not friendships," he gave a look to Cellophane and Sugarman. "I'm the leader of Group One, which contains Mineta and Tsukuyomi. Freezerburn is the leader of Group Two, which is Sugarman and Can't Stop Twinkling. Cellophane, Anima and Tentacole are to take orders from Froppy, and you four will be positioned at a home base, acting as our recon team and using our comms to point out if Team Two makes any moves. If anyone needs any clarification on their role in their group, come to me. Got it?" Izuku rapidly explained.

"Why'd you split us up the way you did?" Freezerburn asked. Izuku could tell it was a genuine question, and not a petty time waster, so he took a deep breath.

"Both of our groups have a powerhouse — myself and Sugarman — someone able to capture — yourself and Mineta — and someone able to change up the environment — Tsukuyomi with Dark Shadow and Can't Stop Twinkling with his destructive Navel Laser. Recon is self-explanatory, with those four being the best at spotting enemies' moves before they get too close and relaying that information. Does that make sense?" Izuku said.

"Your logic for the groups is sound, but why even go through with this elaborate system? What are you trying to prove?" Freezerburn asked, which struck a chord with Izuku for some reason.

"Ms. Maker's on the other team, and she's wicked smart. She'll be pulling out all the stops. She's my Vice Rep, and she looks up to me for a reason that I only recently figured out. She thinks I'm smarter than I really am, and Aizawa said it himself; this is an all out war. We need to give this our all, and not just in terms of Quirks and fighting abilities. I'm hastily putting together strategies because I know what she can do when she's confident. Ms. Maker has a Quirk that could destroy us, and she has Gren-Aid, Red Riot, Hypnos and Uravity on her side. Academically, she's smarter than me, but I'm the better strategist, so I'm going all out for this. I advise you to do the same, Freezerburn," Izuku said, waiting for the pushback.

There was none. Freezerburn instead simply nodded and stepped away from Izuku with an odd look of understanding on his face. Not having time to deal with that, Izuku looked around the group. They'd been left in the middle of a street, and he began to walk toward the smallest building he could find. As he did, his team began to follow, his group leaders being the closest followers.

"We should call this our home base; it's where the recon team will operate from. Froppy, you and your team take to the rooftops to scout for Ms. Maker's team and report back what you find. Never go more than a block away to be safe. We don't want to be caught off guard, or for you to be spotted. Freezerburn, we should head in different directions to cover more ground. I trust you can control your group," Izuku said, nodding to his different leaders.

Froppy signaled for their team to follow them and leaped high into the air, reaching the roof of the building Izuku had marked as their base in a single bound. Izuku looked back at Freezerburn, who nodded and began to walk off, but Izuku stopped him in his tracks with a shout to wait.

"Nobody should split up into less than a duo at any time, for any reason. You'll be an easy mark. Good luck," Izuku said.

This time, he allowed Freezerburn to go off with his team in the opposite direction that Izuku was now walking in. Izuku's own group, Mineta and Tsukuyomi, joined up with him as he walked, both silent. That was, until Tsukuyomi spoke up with Dark Shadow hanging off his shoulder.

"It's nice to see you taking charge, Nexus. I remember just a few months ago when you couldn't introduce yourself without breaking into a nervous sweat," Tsukuyomi recalled, making Dark Shadow snicker at him.

"Yeah, it feels good to be respected. It's a wonder that you even get a word in edgewise with this guy constantly undermining you, though," Izuku said, jabbing his thumb out at Dark Shadow.

"Hmm. I suppose the Dungeons and Dragons group has made Dark Shadow feel a bit less like a shadow, and more like a person. That means you, too, Nexus," Tsukuyomi said, smiling as best he could with a beak.

"Isn't Dungeons and Dragons a game for losers?" Mineta asked, seemingly genuine.

Izuku and Tsukuyomi shared a look, one that, at least from Izuku's end, was a warning not to kick Mineta into a wall. From Tsukuyomi, it probably meant something like 'just let me at him'. Maybe that was just Dark Shadow, though, who it turned out was actually not as bloodthirsty as Tsukuyomi's descriptions would lead one to believe. Dark Shadow ended up being more sociable than the person it was attached to during the more rowdy sessions the D&D group had together. Izuku smiled as he sighed at Mineta's out of touch question.

"Can you move fast?" Izuku asked the shorter boy.

"Yeah. I don't stick to my balls, so I can just bounce along them like a trampoline," Mineta answered, a proud tone to his voice.

"Good, keep up. It's time to go to war," Izuku said, enveloping himself in ten percent of One for All, Full Cowling style.

Izuku leapt with the power of One for All, adding Float in at the last minute to transition into a steady glide down the street. Dark Shadow pulled itself, and Tsukuyomi by extension, to the top of a building and let the avian boy continue running along the rooftops to keep up with Izuku. Mineta bounced along the street, almost as fast as about four or five percent of One for All, trying his best to keep up. Izuku would've laughed if he didn't get a report from Froppy that a member of Ms. Maker's team had been spotted just down the street from them. He made sure that his group heard the message before conjuring Blackwhip to fling himself over to his destination.

This was where the fun would begin.