Stuck x In x A x New x World

Chapter Seventeen

The next day, the entirety of class 1A were completely exhausted from the extensive training. No one got up when their alarms went off. They were still sleeping very heavily.

Only Killua and Gon woke up to the alarm and weee not tired at all. In fact, that was the most tame training they had ever performed together.

Eventually, Gon went through the dorms knocking on everyone's doors to the point were they would wake up.

By the time everyone was awake, they were already five minutes late to the bus that would take them to the USJ.

Everyone's arms and legs felt heavy.

"That was latest I had stayed up last 8," Bakugo grumbled as they trudged toward the front gate of the school.

Sero groaned. "There was no way that was actually healthy for us!"

"You'll see results in a bit," Killua answered while patting a piece of lint off of Gon's shoulder.

"Only you could say that!" Mina said in a small voice rubbing at her dark circles under her eyes. "Your totally ripped!"

Hakagure agreed. They couldn't see her, but with the way her clothes were lumped over, you could tell she was tired.

Todoroki tried to pretend that he wasn't tired and tried to walk straight, but ended up tripping.

When they made it there, Aizawa was furious.

"Get it! We will be seven minutes late!"

He grabbed Koda, making jump, and basically threw him in the bus.

He started shoving all of the other students in. No one had enough energy to tell them why they were late, so they just filed in quietly.

When Aizawa, Killua, and Gon got in and sat down, everyone was already asleep.

They were expecting for more to happen. Like Jiro and Kaminari getting into music fights and singing karaoke, Aoyama gushing about cheese, and Midoriya getting bullied by Bakuhoe, but none of that happened.

It was pure silence.

"What did you do to them yesterday?" Aizawa asked, a little scared to hear the answer.

"Just a basic training session," Killua answered.

"What did you train?"

"The warm up 2 mile run, ten thousand push ups, eight thousand burpees, five thousand sit ups, and seven thousand lunges. Then they got about a ten minute break before I started combat training for around 5 hours nonstop. They should now understand basic tactics and concepts and how to do some Thai techniques. There was some karate involved. And obviously, no quirks were allowed. Wrap up was just the warmup but with weights added to the arms and legs to amp it up."

Aizawa sweat dropped. "How long did that take..?"

"Until 9 pm."

Aizawa almost choked on his spit. 9 pm? That was way more than five hours!

"When I said teach the class I didn't mean work them to death!"

Killua only shrugged.

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When they made it to USJ, Gon had to go around and wake everyone up again.

Aizawa was a little more lenient after learning how much Killua had put them through. He was surprised they weren't permanently sick or even dead. He could even see some muscle buildup.

They ended up making it on time, so Thirteen was waiting for them at the entrance.

"Welcome students! I am Pro Hero Thirteen and this is the USJ!" After a short introduction and a few explanations, Gon and Killua turned to each other at the same time.

"Stop!" Killua yelled. "Something is off! Everyone, stay together!"

They got in front of the class were they could sense it, and soon enough, a large bloom of deep, purple gas creeped out of the fountain in the middle.

Highly suspicious individuals began walking out of the gas and filled up the center of the building.

Killua knew they were going to split them up. Right away. He could sense more of the purple gas behind them. It's probably something to do with teleportation, he thought. But there was still a slight advantage. He had just taught them how to hold their own in a fight even without quirks working in the right areas of the facility. And there was still very good chances that they would end up in places suitable to their quirks.

"Gon," Killua whispered. "There as going to split us up. You can sense the purple mist around us too, right? When we get split, go immediately to the middle. These kids can handle themselves. Plus, if you take down the boss, the whole operation dwindles."

Gon nodded quickly.

The class was too tired to give any comments. They just stood, huddled in a circle together with terrified expressions and trembling eyes.

Aizawa put his goggles on and unraveled his scarf a little, getting in the position to fight.

"Do not go down there, kids. Stay here."

The villains began to yell something about All Might, but before they knew it, Aizawa was off running and 1A was swallowed in a thick, purple cloud.

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I feel like chapter was so short :c

But it was transition chapter so I guess it fineeee

But yeah I'm currently unhinged and I've suddenly started reading a chapter like every night which just shows you how much time I've got on my hands ☹️

But anyways, I'm horrible at writing fight scenes, so next chp is gonna be rough 😌✨

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