The day had arrived, hundreds of Heroes filled the place as thousands of spectators filled everywhere, people checked out some of the many stores and others took pictures with the nearby heroes that were on patrol around the massive place like this one.
The sales were at the very top as those who couldn't be there in the public sat down in their Living Rooms with their families ready to see what the intrepid annual event at UA would go down as this time around.
Everyone was interested to their fullest to see what the next generation of heroes had in their pockets to show off this time around as they all prepared themselves and some got their bets up for the event.
All while at the moment, the students were nervous.
All classes of UA, specifically the First Years, were nervous about the what it would be of them during the event and how things were going to end for one another as they could only talk to oen another.
"Dude! that scar in your forehead looks good!!"
"Like hell it does! And stop saying is cool you bastards!!"
Katsuki yelled out while being sorrounded by Etsudo and Sero who just looked at his scar in, all he could do was cover it while looking at them in annoyance. Tho this made him think of one thing in particular.
"Dempsey Roll...?"
"That is the name of the move you did just now kid, you are quite talented to have made it even more relentless than it already was."
"But... what's so special about it?"
"Is a barrage, Katsuki, you are basically raining lead upon your enemies while using your empty fists, but the best analogy to describe yours would be the constant impact and detonation of a Tomahawk Missile as it burns through everything."
"So... it could be helpful in combat."
"While people dont read you when you start doing it like it happened with Kakuro, you could make it your deadliest close range attack, even more if you keep using it with your explosions."
His mind kept itself under that thought before brushing it aside. His deadliest close range and yet it could be read from a mile away, he found it ironic that he was horrible at hand to hand and yet he rediscovered an old boxing move and even implemented his own nature into it.
"What you grinning about?"
Sero asked him.
"I got something to show off, hopefully am able to if i'm honest, but man... will I feel dirty bashing the skull of my opponent with it."
"Yeah that does sound like something Bakugo would say."
Everyone turned to the door to spot about 3 students of Class 1-B looking at the class in a rather calmed yet challening matter, it left all of them to just look at them and only recognize one face, that being Touya's, who is just looking at them.
"So boys, it seems like we have a really fun fight coming for us soon, but I dont know what any of you come to think of any of this that is to happen, just know... no hard feelings."
"Uh huh, gonna call your mom if you even bitch about it in the slightest about me kicking your ass."
"Mom trained a man, not a bitch like you pomeranian."*he just smirks.*
"Motherfu-"
SMACK!
Touya now found himself basically half dead while hanging in there slightly and having a little smoke leaving his mouth, thing that was stopped by the grey haird boy as he tried to shove it back his throat. The hit had come from the orange haired girl next to those two as she faced Class 1-A.
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The Ninth Style: Izuku and Deku
FanfictionNeither seem to be related, but for some reason, no one is able to let their eyes go from the greenete and compare him to the infamous vigilante that appeared one day and helped out many heroes. His name is not known apart from going by the name "De...
