Pulling The Strings

Chapter 16

*No One's POV*
Izuku could now be found in his waiting room, thinking upon the battle that was soon to take place. He let his shadows whisp freely around him and he sank deep into thought.

He was thinking about the pain he's suffered through all of those years he'd let Bakugo torture him. He thought upon the scars that littered his body, the phantom burns from the particularly brutal beatings.

It was eating at him. The part of him that wanted to taste it. His revenge would be bold and glorious, that of which would tear Katsuki Bakugo limb from limb. It wanted the flavor of his crimson blood to overload his senses, bath in the feeling of victory. And Izuku could barely contain it. He knew that going too far could prove to be problematic in the long run. He was going to be a hero after all, he needed to reel in his bloodlust no matter how difficult it would be.

"ALRIGHT FOLKS, THE INTERMISSION IS ALMOST UP AFTER THAT ABSOLUTELY SHELL SHOCKING MATCH!!!! WHATS NEXT YOU ASK? TUNE IN AND FIND OUT IN A FEW, ITS GONNA ROOOOOCKK!!!!!!!" Present mic blared out into the arena, aizawa sat next to the yellow haired man, sighing deeply as he snuggled deeper into his sleeping bag with his noise canceling headphones peaking out, barely enough when sitting this close to the bane of his sleep schedule.

Izuku dully noted that now would be the time to move to his entrance tunnel for his fated match against his rival.

'Rival is a strong word to use' he thought to himself, knowing now he's stronger than ever before.

He wouldn't allow bakugo to beat him, never again would be make him look weak.

As he walked down the tunnel towards the platform, he could hear the chatter of the crowd. Eventually Mic tuned in to finally start the awaiting match.

"ITS TIIIIIIIIIIMEE!!!! WE KNOW WHAT YOURE ALL WAITING FOR AND WERE NOT HOLDING BACK FOR A MOMENT LONGER, IM PRACTICALLY JUMPING OUT OF MY SEAT YO! NOW LETS GET TO OUR MATCH! COMING IN FROM THE RIGHT TUNNEL, WE HAVE THE CURRENT CROWD FAVORITE UNDERDOG QUICKLY MAKING QUITE THE NAME FOR HIMSELF AND RISING THROUGH THE RANKS, GIVE IZUKU MIDORYA A WARM WELOCME!!!!"

Izuku walks into the light towards the arena as the crowd booms in applause. Focused he ignores them diligently as he makes his way to the middle of the stage.

"AND TO THE LEFT OF US INCOMES UA'S FIRECRACKER AND MIDORYAS OPPONENT, BAKUGO KATSUKI!!!!!"

Bakugo saunters out of his tunnel towards the stage with a hardened look on his face as the crowd boos him the entire way. Still remembering the brutal way in which he decimated Ururaka earlier in the competition. Now was his time to set the record straight once and for all, he was better than that fucking loser. Greater than deku could ever fucking dream of being. And he would robe just that in front of the world, HES number one and that's all there is to it.

"WITHOUT FURTHER DELAY LETS GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD FOLKS!!!!"

"ON YOUR MARKS"

"GET- aw who am I kidding?"

"GOOOOOOOOOOOO"

Neither boys moved a muscle. They stood in as staring match for the first ten seconds, neither willing to falter or make a move. That is, until Bakugo got impatient and blasted himself in Izukus direction. Izuku took a defensive route while he devised a plan on how to go about the battle. Bakugo launched explosion after explosion at him as he diligently dodged each attack, waiting for an opening. And when it came he struck a clean kick to the side of Bakugo's jaw making him stumble back slightly in his movements.

It was the izuku went on the offensive raining blows on katsuki left and right as he dodged and blocked. It was a battle of pure strength, one that neither or them were willing to give up. No winner was currently clear until izuku was caught of guard. Bakugo went in for a devastating kick that was quickly dodged only to get caught with an explosive punch to the face. Blood spurted from izuku's nose like a faucet as he cursed and grabbed a hold of kastuki's arm and used the momentum from the force of the punch to flip him over and hurl him a few feet back.