"Anyone know what this is about?" Kendov Itsuka, 1-B's class rep, wondered as both first-year classes collected in gym gamma.
"No idea." Momo shrugged her shoulders. "When we arrived to class Mr. Aizawa told us to change into our gym clothes and get here."
"It's strange..." Asui commented, earning a few nods.
"How are you feeling?" Midoriya asked you. You slowly turned still feeling half asleep, you weren't much of a morning person.
"Hm?"
"Are you feeling better?"
"I'm fine." You brushed off the concern re-leaning back on your hand.
"I mean from what I saw you didn't look-no! I mean I didn't see anything, j-just you know before Recovery Girl wrapped your body-I don't mean your body just-!"
"It looks worse than it is." You say. Midoriya smiled, seeing how strong of a person you were. He was kicking himself for leaving your bag he and Kacchan got back for you yesterday inside his locker.
"I-" Midoriya was about to explain how he came to have your snack bag but just then the gym door opened. You praised Aizawa for walking in cutting Midoriya off. You didn't recognize the tall brute of a man beside Aizawa, you didn't want to either with how angry he appeared.
"Your all probably wondering what you're doing here-" Aizawa's voice bounced off the walls.
"Yeah-" Mixed voices answered.
"There was a fight between students from different classes yesterday!" The brute man stepped up, "We do not approve of fighting outside class! The ones who were involved have been dealt with and will receive their punishments later on today!"
Midoriya gulped.
"But it got us thinking." Aizawa added, "There has been a lot of tension between classes lately-"
"We are gonna let you beat the crap out of each other!" The brut man cheered cutting Aizawa off again, your teacher just sighed.
"-yeah." He agreed.
"Wh-What!?" Voices gasped everyone looking around at each other.
"There will be teams of two-" Aizawa explained, "-first team to knock the other out or capture their opponent wins. Pretty straight forward and simple."
"I'm gonna beat all of you!" Bakugo laughed, tossing his head back. You furrowed your brows, wondering how many times he was dropped on his head as a baby.
"Everyone-" The brute man called, "-line up in front of your teachers and pull a number! Your matching number in your class will be your teammate!"
"And your matching number in the other class will be your opponent."
"Who is that?" You nodded your head to Midoriya.
"Huh? Oh, that's Vlad King-" Midoriya explained, "-he's Class B's homeroom teacher."
"Oh." You nodded, stepping in line waiting your turn. You pulled out a number one, tilting your head you gazed around to see who your partner would be.
"(y/n)." Aizawa called, nodding his head pulling you aside.
"Yeah?"
"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Aizawa wanted to make sure he wasn't pushing you before you were ready, or he would hear it from All Might who already didn't want you fighting to begin with. "I know All Might isn't thrilled about you training so-"
"I'll be fine." You said,
"Very well." He sighed, pointing to a box sitting off to the side. "If you want to fight you have to wear those on your legs."
"Ok." You nodded moving over to the wooden box which held high density weights.
"Do I not have a partner!?" A dramatic voice called out. You stood turning to face the class, realizing you forgot to figure out who you were paired up with.
"Oh yeah-" Mina realized, "-with (y/n) here, there are forty-one of us."
"How is this going to work?" Jiro added,
"The princess probably isn't even fighting." Bakugo rolled his eyes.
"(y/n) will be participating during this exercise." Aizawa informed, turning to see you walking over with the weights properly placed on your ankles. "I believe she pulled a one."
"(y/n)!" Aoyama danced over. "I do have a partner!"
"Yes." You lightly nodded.
"Oh, hell no-!" A husky voice called out, "-I'm not fighting the broken noob!"
"Who is that?" You asked,
"Kosei-" Aoyama scoffed crossing his arms, "-a real piece of work that one." You knew Aoyama to be right. You narrowed your eyes onto him, he was one of the jerks who stole the snack cakes you were looking forward to.
"I'll trade you-" Awase raised his hand, "-I'll take the easy win."
"Ah!" Aoyama was sweating bullets as you and he walked over to the clump of students, all debating on who to switch with.
"Are you ok?" You asked Aoyama reading his worried face.
"How is this fair!?" A deep voice boomed, "We finally get the chance to pumble these jerks, and you're going to just match me up with the two weakest losers!?"
"And that?" You asked you nodded over to the beast like man.
"J-Jurota-" Aoyama was shaking in his shoes.
"Hey-" You touched his shoulder, seeing the fear on his face. "-do I looked worried?"
"N-No!"
"Then you shouldn't be either." You flashed a rare smile, reinsuring your teammate.
"(y-y/n)!" Aoyama gushed wrapping his arms around you tightly.
"S-Still sore." You muttered.
"You just want me out of the game, so I don't beat your stronger players!" Jurota accused Aizawa, "Let me face Bakugo to prove the better class!"
"I'll take you on-" Bakugo smirked, "-and I'll win."
"No switching." Aizawa lazily declared.
"But-"
"If you win your fight-" Aizawa said, "-I'm sure Bakugo wouldn't mind sparring twice."
"You really want me to kick your ass?" Bakugo laughed, "We can finish what we started yesterday!" Bakugo ousted the two out of four students who were in the fight.
"Fine!" Jurota growled, "Let's get this over with!"
"(y/n)-" Aizawa called, you looked over as you followed a shaking Aoyama to the middle of the gym floor. Aizawa nodded to you, "-you can use two." You shook your head, understanding the instruction.
"Alright-!" Vlad called holding his arm up, "-are you ready!?"
"We are gonna die!" Aoyama dramatically breathed,
"You have to think positive." You mindlessly replied.
"We are gonna die quickly!" You frowned, turning to your teammate but Aoyama's wide eyes stung your heart as your mind was thrown into the past.
You remembered one of the other victims, how wide and terrified her eyes were, before Shadow Jack murdered her right in front of you due to you not being able to do your job and take an innocent life.
You were so stunned you didn't hear Vlad announce the match had started.
"(y/n)!?" Aoyama called your name, shaking your arm seeing you were frozen in place.
"Hm?" You asked, turning to him, lost for a moment.
"What is wrong with you!?" Aoyama cried as he turned on his heel, bolting the opposite direction.
"Come here sparkle boy!" Kosei chased him.
You felt a large presence approach you, you looked over only having to tilt your head up to the ceiling watching the large beast looking man glaring down at you.
"No hard feelings kid." His deep voice grunted, almost sounding like the letters were getting caught in his throat.
"Hm?" You repeated, making no attempt to move and get distance between you and him.
"I have something to prove, my entire class does-" Jurota went on to say, "-you're not the person I want to fight!"
Bakugo smirked crossing his arms over his chest, standing on the sidelines.
"We are in a match-" You say, "-right?"
"Uh...yeah?" Jurota was a little stunned.
"Do you always talk this much to your enemies and give them your life story?" You wondered, causing a few of your classmates to snicker.
"You bitch!" Jurota roared to life, raising his fist with the weight of a hurricane behind it.
"(y/n) run!" Mina called, you looked over to the pink girl who generally looked terrified you were about to get pummeled to death.
Jurota brought his fist down belting out as he did so.
The beast mans' eyes went wide, watching his hand go right through you...it was like you weren't even there!
"Wha-?" He gasped out.
"Little dramatic." You muttered, "Don't you think?"
"What the-?" Jurota breathed.
"Ah!" Aoyama cried, getting trapped inside Kosei's air box.
"Oh." You muttered, almost laughing at how cramped Aoyama appeared inside his new kennel. Aoyama couldn't be captured; he was a part of your team, and the point of the exercise was to win by getting the opponent knocked out or captured.
You whipped your arm, sending a slash of air running over Kosei's quirk, shattering it.
Aoyama dropped to the ground with a 'thud', your stomach gurgled with hunger. You pulled your lips into a thin line; you didn't have long until you were starving on your knees.
"Where do you think you're going!?" Kosei turned to Aoyama, who had shivers run up his spine at Class B's intense glare.
Kosei was going to make sure he won this fight!
You sighed, seeing Aoyama frozen in fear and was going to be dead weight. Lifting your arm again, your fingers tingled as you whipped a trail of ice, separating Aoyama from the enemy.
"Wait-!?" Jurota stepped back turning to the sidelines, "-I thought she was wind!?"
"Sh-She is!" A green-haired girl called back.
You shifted your board gaze onto Jurota.
"No hard feelings kid." You said, clearly confusing him.
Sending a sharp blast of air, Jurato was sent flying backwards into the stone wall crumbling it under his weight smoke kicked up in protest.
"Wh-What the hell!?" Kosei turned to you; eyes wide with anger swirling around inside his orbs. He clenched his jaw focusing onto you.
"Hm?" You looked around seeing a box had formed around you.
A puff of air escaped your lips.
"Really?" Your eyes felt heavy as your stomach rolled crying out in hunger. With a stern wave from your hand, the dome shattered like glass around you.
"Shit!" Kosei cursed, getting into a defense stance. Your control over wind was stronger than his, he wasn't going to win this fight with his quirk. He had to rely on his fighting skills and use your injuries to his advantage.
"Ugh!" Jurota slowly pulled himself off his knees, his body ached in pain as pieces of debris fell from his hair. "Fine-" He growled from within his throat. "-one out of two ain't bad-" He decided, locking his feral eyes onto a timid Aoyama.
"Ah-!" Aoyama cringed seeing Jurota's gaze on him. "-I-I-"
Jurota lunged himself off his back legs, sprinting towards your blond teammate.
Jurota could not reach Aoyama, with a yawn on your lips you used your quirk to wrap a dome of solid ice around Aoyama, incasing him in safety.
"What-" Jurota growled, punching the ice before turning to you. "-what the hell are you!?" He shouted.
You shrugged.
"What is happening right now!?" Kosei joined Jurota's side. "You were supposed to be-"
"An easy win?" You finished for the boy.
"You're just getting lucky-!" Kosei accused.
"Really?" You raised an eyebrow. "I didn't know I got lucky, considering my track record and all."
"Save the sob story!" Jurota snapped,
"There's no sob story-" You reply, "-I don't make it a habit of dishing my personal life to my opponent like some people-"
"I guess villains don't talk much among themselves, do they?" Jurota stabbed at you, pulling your lips into a thin line and furrowing your brows you felt his words sting like lemon juice on an open cut.
"Your one to talk-" You decided to say, "-I was forced to do what I did, what's your excuse for being a dick?"
"Forget Aoyama-" Jurota ordered his teammate, "-there is no way she can take both of us on!"
"You think?" Kosei wondered,
"Yeah! After we take her down, we will get Aoyama." Jurota stormed ahead, fists raised ready to strike you down.
"By the way-" Aizawa turned to Vlad, "-I probably should have mentioned this before, so no one thinks this is an unfair fight."
"What are you talking about Aizawa!?" Vlad quickly turned to the teacher, annoyed he was distracting him from watching his students win!
"Before Shadow Jack imprisoned (y/n) inside that machine of theirs-" Aizawa turned to lock eyes with Vlad. "-they trained her to be a killer."