Black Magic!

Part 13~Battle Royal

Ichi charged forward, not getting far before Bakugo blasted her back. He didn't wait, exploding the area around her and making it impossible for her to do anything.

"This is brutal," Uraraka muttered, glaring at Bakugo. "Shouldn't he go easy on her?" Uraraka wasn't the only one thinking that. The whole stadium was booing him as he fired at Ichi once more.

"No. Kachan will keep fighting until the opponent concedes or collapses. He treats everyone the same. It would be a sign he didn't respect you if he didn't." Izuku stared at the field as Ichi slid under Bakugo's attack.

A ring of light boomed from her hands, hitting Bakugo as he stumbled, struggling to stay up. His eyes drooped, his explosions failing. Ichi took a step back, a cautious smile on his face, when Bakugo screamed, running forth and blasting her out of the circle.

Midnight called the battle to a close as Bakugo stumbled out of the arena, getting to the tunnel before collapsing, falling into a deep sleep.

~~~

Akuma let out an unsure sigh as he walked out. Todoroki was across from him, a sour look on his face that put Akuma on edge.

Midnight announced the beginning, and the field was covered in ice. Akuma jumped to the side, swinging his hand around. "Βοώ!" The area exploded around him, scattering ice across the arena. "Πετώ." Todoroki's eyes widened as he began lifting from the ground. He reached out, grabbing his ice to keep him from floating away. Ice stretched around his hand, keeping him fixed as he heard a giggle from behind.

"Hi." Izuku walked up to the ice with a smirk as his hands began heating up. "Give up or say hi to the stars."

Todoroki growled, glaring at Izuku. Ice shot forward, but Izuku easily dodged, hopping closer and kicking throw the ice. Todoroki began floating higher, reaching out in panic as Izuku and Akuma watched him float away.

Midnight gaped in horror, calling the match and announcing Akuma the winner. Akuma grinned, nodding to Izuku, who shot up, grabbing Todoroki as Akuma dropped the spell.

~~~

"You cheated," Ichi grumbled as she watched Akuma and Izuku walk up to her.

"I did not. I used my quirk." Akuma grinned as Ichi rolled her eyes. Below, Tokyo fought Mina, receiving an easy win against the girl. "I thought Iida's match was next?"

"Iida beat Ibara in ten seconds."

"Impressive." Akuma sat back as Bakugo walked out. Bakugo hounded Kirishima, blasting the skin over and over until, after what felt like hours, Kirishima broke and collapsed. Akuma sighed as his break was over, dragging himself out of the seat and back to the stage.

"Don't die."

"If I do, I'll haunt you."

~~~

Standing on the field, Akuma stretched out his hand. Izuku smirked from his shoulder, his tail swaying mischievously. Iida walked out of the other end as Present Mic announced the beginning. Iida shot across the stadium, going to grab Akuma, when his eyes flashed. "Αργός." Time stopped as Akuma went to sidestep Iida and let him run himself out of the arena.

If only Izuku wasn't being difficult. Izuku hopped off Akum'as shoulder, his tail tripping Akuma. Akuma let out a startled sound as he fell forward, his spell deactivating as he pinned Iida down. Blushing, Akuma shot off Iida, glaring at Izuku.

"What was that?"

Izuku grinned, smiling innocently. "Nothing. I would duck if I was you."

Akuma snapped his attention back to Iida, avoiding the kick aimed at his head and limboing under. Iida turned around, about to grab Akuma, when he spun to the side, but he was not fast enough. Iida clasped onto his hand, causing Akuma to twirl him around. Akuma paused, glancing at Iida's hand, stepping back to steal back his hand. Still, it didn't work, simply pulling Iida closer.

Izuku grinned, hopping up and hitting Iida's back, forcing him closer. Akuma glared at Izuku as he grabbed Iida, trying to throw him out of bounds, but Iida pushed the spin further. Izuku jumped in the way of his landing, making him step back and pull Akuma forward. Akuma gaped as he fell into Iida's arms.

"Seriously Izuku! You're not helping!"

"Yes, I am." Izuku grinned, shoving Iida over. In an attempt to stay standing, Iida dipped Akuma, causing both of their faces to turn red. Screaming, Akuma dropped down, kicking Iida over his head. "Disappointing Ku-chan."

Akuma lay on the ground, staring into the sky. "I hate you."

"No. You do not." Izuku smirked as he jumped out of the way of Iida's attack. Izuku flapped open his wings, flying up and kicking Iida's head. He spun, falling and landing atop Akuma, inches from his face.

Akuma's ears were red as his eyes as he hit Iida's chest. "Μακριά!" Iida screamed as he was thrown back and out of bounds.

Izuku awed as he pouted. "But I had so many other ways to get you two to dance."

Akuma glared at him, picking him up by the scruff of his neck. "You and I are going to have a serious conversation."

Izuku laughed nervously as Akuma dragged him away. Iida didn't move for a while, his face red.

~~~

"Now, what was that?" Akuma put Izuku down on the table as he swung his legs under him.

"Nothing."

"Izuku." Akuma stared at Izuku for a second as he sighed, hopping off the table and grabbing a chalk from Akuma's back before looking out the window. "What are you doing?" Izuku drew the circles on the floor before looking at Akuma expectantly. "Seriously? Fine, but you better have a good reason for this." Akuma sat down, closing his eyes. "Αρχαία αυτά, Ζητώ την καθοδήγησή σας. Δείξε μου τις χορδές της μοίρας και πες μου τη μοίρα μας."

The strings sprung out of Izuku and Akuma, and Izuku pulled Akuma to the window. He pointed below with a hesitant look on his face. "Just look."

Akuma glanced below, his eyes widening. "But that is... Oh, devils. That means." He turned to Izuku, who nodded. "I-I need to think."

"Ku-chan?" Izuku turned to Akuma worriedly as Akuma smiled softly.

"Don't worry. I'll be back for the match." Akuma left as Izuku's wings folded in on himself.

"That wasn't what I was worried about."

Translation

βοώ

Boom

Πετώ

Fly

Αργός

Slow

Μακριά

Away

Αρχαία αυτά, Ζητώ την καθοδήγησή σας. Δείξε μου τις χορδές της μοίρας και πες μου τη μοίρα μας.

Ancient ones, I seek your guidance. Show me the strings of fate and tell me our destiny.