𝓞𝓼𝓱𝓾𝓷 - 𝙸.Mɪᴅᴏʀɪʏᴀ

Change 26

▍japan, training camp
𝐎 𝐒 𝐇 𝐔 𝐍
𝐢. 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐲𝐚
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second person

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐒 not a harsh one when Muscular pushed you off the cliff. Like when you first arrived to the training camp, you used your Quirk to soften the fall to the ground instead of splatting against the ground and dying on impact. When your feet safely touched the ground, you leaned against the closest tree to you. It was needed for a breather, for you to take a few breaths as you looked up and saw a remarkable amount of smoke and destruction going on the mountain hill.

"Yeah, no. He got that." You mumbled to yourself and looked back down. Technically, you could fly. But you and heights weren't a good mix, so you haven't fully gotten the hang of it yet. That, and your eyes are sensitive to wind and you didn't have your glasses on. You took those off before what was supposed to be a game, started.

"Damn..." You leaned your head back against the tree as you rubbed your sure arms. Blocking his attack didn't do much, it still hurt. A lot more than you were willing to admit.

There was a long moment of silence as you slowly caught your breath. But then your senses caught the feel of an energy source nearby. It was human. one you weren't that familiar with. Alerting you that it was a villain.

"Everyone, I'm giving you permission to engage. I repeat. I'm giving you permission to fight the villains. Defend yourselves!" Mandalay's voice rung in your head, as it did everyone else. It might be a little too late for that since Izuku was already fighting. But at least he won't get in trouble this time.

Somewhere in the woods not far from you, was a blonde teenage girl jumping and skipping around. She had tallow cat eyes with fangs for teeth, her hair styled in two messy buns, and wore a piped black mask and two green boxes of knives strapped to her thighs over her school girl uniform. She continued moving till she stopped out of boredom.

"This isn't fun! I can't find anyone!" She complained with her arms crossed to her chest, and her lips portraying a frown. "How am I supposed to steal blood when I can't find anyone to steal from?"

"Blood?"

The blonde girl turned around, which is when she was able to see a girl with brown skin leaning against a tree with her hands in her pockets. Her hair was braided uniquely and kept in a high bun. She wore black sweatpants, a grey fitted tank top and sneakers.