Chapter 47 Training

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Third Person P.O.V.

Wednesday morning had come and gone in what seemed like a flash except for Izuku. During breakfast and lunch, although he sat next to his friends, he still managed to feel like a burden as everyone was being extremely cautious with what to say or do around him. Uraraka had felt a bit guilty for treating Izuku differently, realizing that what he in fact needed was support and for people to show him that everything would be fine and back to normal, despite of what was currently happening. She had asked him an opinion on what they would be doing today and he just answered with an educated guess while fear rising in his system. If he was correct, there was going to be some sort of hero classes or training session in which he would probably be given the option to back down and take some more time to recover. But already feeling tired of the reluctance that people showed around him, he knew he had to make a statement, and if that meant using full cowling at twenty two percent and maybe even give blackwhip a shot then so be it. He was alive and although not sure if he should be, just like Ms Joke had told him, he was already down a path, no need to turn back.

"Alright class settle down." He waited for his students to quiet down due to them coming from lunch, taking less than a second as they felt his presence and showing the major improvement from the first day of classes. "Get your hero suits and meet me at gym Gamma were we will improve your creativity with your quirks. Not necessarily special moves but adding to your arsenal. You cannot be a one trick pony. Now get moving." Every student grabbed their cases and went to the changing rooms. However he stopped Izuku at the door, already knowing what he had to said, but the kid beat him to an answer. "I'll participate mister Aizawa, I'm already here." Aizawa gave a small smile and let him pass, as he felt a small amount of that determination spark he showed in the quirk assessment test and in the filming he saw in his fight against Bakugo. Izuku went to the changing room were people avoided to look in his direction, especially his arms, having to take out the bandages and replace them with protective under sleeves, giving a small amount of time were his sins and acts of heroism showed.

As the students came into gym gamma, Cementoss was waiting for them with a very tired Aizawa next to him, looking at his golden goggles while he was bored out of his mind. He had to admit, his students gave some form of entertainment while he could watch them train and innovate with their quirks. It came time for Izuku to give his specifications and what he asked gave him some skeptical looks but decided to ignore them, slowly making up his mind on what to train. He had kept up with his training regime for the most part that All Might had left him until a week and a half ago but those training sessions had left him alone with his thoughts for longer periods of time, doing more harm than good. Cementoss did as everyone asked and set up the gym for the students, with Izuku having a few pillars of cement attached quite loosely to the ground but it would take a substantial amount of strength to separate and carry. The green haired boy stood in front of his pillars while he slowly concentrated and took his gloves of and put his hands out in front of him in a crouched stance.

"What is Deku doing?" asked a worried Ochako, as if her best friend had finally lost the last of his sanity and giving up, letting a higher power take control over his life and guide him. "Dunno, maybe bedhead is trying to use the force or something." Said the punk rock girl, giving her small bit of sarcasm and the nickname she decided on calling Izuku for when he became a bit more friendly and back to himself. However, out of his hands and arms started to form his signature green lightning, soon turning darker, becoming black and sticking to his skin. Soon enough, his face crunched a bit while he felt the small numbing in his arms but sure that the dark tendrils were extending. He wouldn't give in to letting everything out, knowing it would actually hurt more in the end, so he focused on visualizing what he wanted, and that was to capture the pillars that stood before him. He opened his eyes and saw the tendrils had extended midway and then let loose enough and saw his new quirk shoot out much faster than it had done before and latching onto two of the several pillars.

Everyone was amazed, even himself. In fact, he was so amazed that he started to lose a small amount of control and his arms started to hurt while the whips got thicker and his arms started to hurt more with a small burning sensation, his face showing his pain through his furrowed brows and gritted teeth. Uraraka descended from her pillar, having had it at a large height to train the floating on herself and try and innovate on its uses. She took a few steps towards him and decided that maybe her words could get to him again, even if the situation wasn't as extreme as before. "Deku, listen to me! Calm down! You were doing great, so keep doing what you were doing before!" and as he did what she asked, he felt the strain fade away a small bit but he still latched onto the pillars. With new determination after his small victory, he pulled on the pillars and they budged a small bit, but not enough for any significant change. Realizing what he had to do, he kept thinking on wanting to capture the pillars and let One For All course through his body at a small percentage as to not injure himself further and pulled on the pillars, bringing them down and dragging them towards him before letting go of his powers and falling to his knees panting.

He had managed some sort of control over blackwhip and even got to combine it with One For All, feeling a small sense of proud in his personal progress. But he wasn't the only one feeling proud for him, as his friends and teacher watched him, all sharing a small smile. Progress in all levels had been made.

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