Third Person P.O.V
"In two weeks, our school will be holding a sports festival for all you obnoxious first years." The class erupted into cheers. Nearly a month ago, the year started on a very rocky start, as four students were expelled. "Don't start celebrating before that happens. You all will go through training so hard you will wish you were never born."
The class fell silent, and everyone looked at each other hoping, that he wasn't being serious. After a few moments, he picked up a bright yellow sleeping bag and climbed into it. "Keep the noise down, that's all."
As the day wore on, everyone seemed much more tense than usual. Finally, the heroics class arrived, and everyone went to change into their gym clothes. Once everyone was changed and outside. Aizawa-sensei gave everyone their instructions.
"Everyone get into your groups and train together. You'll have your group mates tell you what to improve and what you should focus on. If I see anyone slacking, then I'll make sure you regret it." The class hesitated before answering their cold teacher.
"Yes, sir." The students hurriedly got into their respective groups and began working. Things were running smoothly until a jet of green fire shot into the air. Which was quickly followed by screaming.
Tari came running out with Hana, and Sozo slung under his arms like little kids. While they were screaming their heads off. Chimei came out looking even more dragon-like than usual, spewing bright green flames.
"WHAT THE FUCK MAN!? CAN'T YOU HOLD BACK A BIT?! I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU BURN US, I'LL KILL YOU!!!" Tari screamed as he kept running.
"THEN FIGHT ME, YOU COWARD!!!" Chemei roared as he got ready to spew more flames. One of the students ran to Aizawa and began babbling about what to do and how it was his job to stop them.
"Well, since you asked so kindly, I have to respectfully decline." The student stared up at him in horror.
"But sensei they might actually-..."
"Not my problem now, get back to your training." He coldly replied.
"Yes, sir" Thankfully, Sozo created a wall strong enough to keep Chimei back until the end of class. The rest of their training time was like that. Chimei or Tari, overpowering them the majority of the time. While Hana and Sozo did their best to hold their ground.
Finally, the day came to put their lives on the line for their pride.
The Sports festival finally began.
"The first challenge was a race through an obstacle course. Anything goes as long as you stay on the path."
"Are there any questions?" A woman with long black hair carrying a whip yelled. "No? Then let's begin!"
Everyone got in front of the starting line. Chimei's heart began to race as he thought back to all those times he fought in the underground ring. The distant sound of people in the background. He turned and locked eyes with Tari. They stared for a good couple of seconds until Tari flipped him off. Before Chimei could say anything, the horn sounded for them to get moving. Chimei quickly took the lead as Tari was close to him but not enough to overtake him any time soon. As soon as Chimei began to get comfortable at his pace, a robot appeared.
"FUCK!" Tari's muscles grew as he aimed a hard right hook into the robot's legs, making it unable to move. Chimei looked on in irritation as that smug asshole took it out. Chimei looked and saw how the other students were hesitating to move.
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The Story of Class 2-A (Book 1)
FanfictionHave you ever wondered what your quirk would be if you were suddenly transported to my hero academia? What about if you could phase through walls like a ghost? Or be able to curse and get bulging muscles? Or be a dragon guy? Oh, what about making an...