Supernova

Chapter Seven - Recalibration and Blackmail

During that first couple weeks, my life did happen to fall into some kind of a routine. Every morning as I left for early training, Kirishima was waiting for me. We ran through the city and into the woods and trained hand-to-hand. I would buy coffee and he'd carry me back to the dorm buildings. I'd go to class, usually late but sometimes not, and play the annoy Bakugo game. I ate lunch with Momo and her friends, half of whom became less uneasy around me and half of which only became more wary.

I trained my classmates, and to cope with my dissatisfaction about it, I trained myself. In the afternoons, Aizawa put me to sleep. I gradually got better at handling it, but he seemed to be getting a little more irritated and flustered every time. It still didn't make sense, and we weren't making any progress. I also still hadn't gone back to the grocery store, but I noticed that some of my empty boxes and items had been silently replaced, so I slid a few bills under Tokoyami's door, and we continued that song and dance. For most of my meals aside from lunch in the cafeteria, I went down to the cafés or nearby restaurants. I trained so much already that nobody questioned it. Momo was still acting weird around me, but she wasn't saying anything about it, so I tried my best to ignore it.

Plus, I started to believe I was making a good friend in Mina. Every minute that I wasn't doing more training at night, she wanted me around. She clung to my arm, screeching about things she found exciting, hungry to know about me. The main reasons I liked her was because Bakugo Katsuki was outwardly annoyed by our friendship and I needed a break more often than not from Momo. However, the more time I spent with her, I thought I might enjoy her even without those things.

Then, one day, I saw All-Might in the hallway. I hadn't seen him around much, which I didn't question with him being retired and all, so it struck me as odd. Even stranger, is when he saw me, his eyes flared with recognition. He then clasped his arms behind his back, grabbing each forearm. I automatically did the same, plastering a sweet smile on my face.

"Miss Stronghold," he greeted me when he got close enough.

"Afternoon, sir," I told him back. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I was wondering if you may have a moment to spare."

"For you?" I said, intrigued. "Of course."

I followed him for a while, and as we walked, the hallways gradually got less crowded. By the time he'd stopped walking, it was just the two of us. He swung a door open and motioned kindly for me to enter. I was a little uneasy, but more curious. The first thing I noticed was that my student file was on the table. That probably wasn't good. At least it was the thin one. The second thing I noticed was that Midoriya was there.

"Interesting," I told them. "What's going on here?" 

"I'm going to be frank with you Miss Stronghold," All-Might told me as I slid into the chair he motioned towards. "My quirk, is called One for All, and it is able to be passed down. The current user is young Midoriya here."

I wasn't sure what had come over my face, but I felt like my throat was closing, so I pushed every effort into listening to the sound of my own breath. He rested an assuring hand on the boy's shoulder. They were both kindly watching me, allowing me the time for that information to sink in. This most definitely wasn't good. I thought about playing stupid, but I decided against it. If they'd pulled me in here and had my file, it was too late.

After I regained some sense of control, I let out a sigh. "Let me guess. He can't control it."

"That's right," Midoriya admitted, somewhat shakily.

"I've read in your file that you have experience working with passed down quirks at The Switzerland Hero Academy," All-Might said, eyeing my file briefly before his eyes returned to me.