You grinned while Zuku lamented over the first place. Bakugo secured the third spot, scowling at Izuku. Todoroki glared at Bakugo and fixed his gaze on you. A silent exchange occurred until Izuku tackled you, shedding tears once more. Todoroki growled lightly and walked away.
"Thank you, Y/N. I'll remember this, and I'll try to return the favor!" the green-clad boy expressed through tears. You smiled, hugging him back. "Don't thank me; I'm just glad you did it yourself," you replied. A shout interrupted the moment.
"Y/N! Deku!" Uraraka ran towards you, hugging you from behind. Your tail pushed her away playfully. "Hey, Ochaco, glad you came," you greeted. Izuku observed sadly, jealousy in his heart.
As others arrived, you stood to greet them, but Midnight halted you. "Listen up, contestants! The top 42 have moved on to the next round, and we have other ways for you to shine!" she announced with a sly smile, cracking her whip.
The screen revealed the next challenge: cavalry combat. Students buzzed with excitement. "What's that?" you asked Asido. "Oh, it's when two or three students carry a person with headbands, and the others try to take the headbands," she explained.
You hummed, and your quills fluttered slightly. "The points awarded went up from 5 to 5. Last place is 5 points, and first place is 10,000,000!" Midnight declared.
"Oh my god, no."
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"You have a mere 15 minutes to form your teams. Commence!" declared Midnight.
While your friend Izuku struggled to find suitable partners, your choice was clear.
"Y/N, join my team!"
"Kindly grace our team, Y/N!"
"Ribbit, care to align with us?"
"I may not carry individuals, but I can certainly be on you~" A snarl escaped your lips, teeth bared, eyes flashing, before you gracefully moved away, evading the others.
Suddenly, a hand closed around your wrist, and instinct kicked in. Swiftly, you slapped the person on the head with your tail, only to be met with an irate Bakugo. "WHAT THE HELL, LIZARD BASTARD?!" you chuckled and flicked your tail, rubbing the sore spot you created. "Apologies, Blasty. Just refrain from seizing my wrist next time, alright? I am a predator, not prey."
Tilting your head, you inquired, "And what might be your desire?"
"Join my team," he stated bluntly. You snorted. "No thank you, Blasty. If memory serves, you attempted to blow me up back at the USJ, and forgiveness is a slow process. Commanding me won't suffice; you must earn my allegiance." Turning away, you proceeded to Todoroki, who observed you silently. "Don't you wish to join Bakugo?" he queried. You shook your head, and he hummed, "I require you for my strategy, and aiding Midoriya won't be an option while I'm present." He glared at you, and you met his gaze with a steadfast glare, refusing to yield. "I am not one to heed human orders any longer, Icyhot. Internalize that reality." You turned, heading towards Izuku instead. "Y-Y/N, are you joining us?" he exclaimed. You nodded and nudged him before observing your team: Uraraka, Tokoyami, and the pink-haired girl with gadgets. "Why did you decline the others?" Uraraka inquired, and you growled, "Self-centered individuals. I place my trust in you the most, even her." Gesturing with your chin towards the pink-haired girl, causing her to gasp with excitement. "Dino of beauty, you're with us! I am Mei Hatsume!" she announced, displaying her inventions, prompting a slight frown from you. Turning to Tokoyami, he spoke, "Glad to have you, L/N. Your strength and loyalty are integral to Midoriya's strategy." You offered a smile, "Indeed, your strength and loyalty are indispensable!" Dark Shadow exclaimed, and you affectionately patted its head. "Fear not; we shall surpass expectations," you assured.
"Excellent. Here is the plan," Izuku began to elucidate, and as competitors readied themselves, you noted the purple-tired man observing you. Issuing a stern look, you locked eyes with him, briefly flashing your ruby gaze before preparing for the race. "Ready... set... go!" The race commenced, competitors rushing towards your team. Analyzing their quirks, you swiftly hoisted Izuku onto your back, transforming into your Indominus Rex form. He landed with a thump, prompting a huff from him. "My apologies," you grunted before surging forward, fending off anyone who ventured too close with a series of menacing growls and snapping jaws.
However, a sudden hindrance emerged as your foot became ensnared in quicksand. You snarled in frustration. "Do not exert yourself!" Izuku urged, darting ahead, leaving you to observe. Snorting, you extricated yourself, dragging sand to the dry field. "Dino of beauty, are you unharmed?" Hatsume inquired, and you nodded, casting a gaze downward. Tokoyami extended a towel, but you declined; your current form precluded speech. Fatigue set in, and you sighed. "Should we persist in running?" Uraraka questioned, and you considered. Yet, a revelation struck you. "If the issue lies in avoiding contact with the ground..." you mumbled, capturing your team's attention. "Explain," Hatsume pressed, tilting her head. Smirking, you addressed them before summoning Midoriya back. "Zuku, return." He complied, and you nudged him upright. "Have any of you experienced riding atop a dinosaur?" you asked, a sly grin adorning your face.
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"Damn it, Deku! Where is he?" Bakugo's frustration echoed through the arena as he repeatedly banged his hand against Kirishima's head. The tension hung in the air, palpable and electrifying. Suddenly, a familiar roar erupted, capturing everyone's attention. The atmosphere shifted as they turned to witness you in your formidable dinosaur form. However, this transformation was more than just an enhancement – it was a majestic spectacle. Your colossal figure, now endowed with wings, dominated the arena.
Izuku's face lit up with an unrestrained grin, marveling at the sheer power you possessed. Uraraka stood in awe, her gasp a testament to the awe-inspiring sight before her. Tokoyami, known for his stoic demeanor, struggled to maintain his composure in the face of such grandiosity. Hatsume, the gadget enthusiast, was animatedly discussing the various futuristic contraptions she envisioned for your majestic form.
In the studio, Present Mic found amusement in the unfolding spectacle. The cheers from the audience rose in a crescendo, echoing the sheer spectacle of your transformed state. The growl emanating from you added an untamed quality to the atmosphere. Sanity, though challenged in maintaining such a monstrous form, was willingly sacrificed for the glory of your team.
"Lizard bastard! You think you'd win now just because you're a monster?!" Bakugo's defiant shout cut through the air. In response, you snarled, your burning red eyes locking onto him with an intensity that sent shivers down the spines of those who dared challenge you. Then, a rough and deep voice interjected, its warning clear and ominous: "Watch it, Blasty, or you might not live to see the day."
Undeterred, you set off, your feet thundering across the arena. The very ground seemed to quake beneath the weight of your determined charge. Effortlessly evading attacks from other contenders, you showcased the finesse of a true apex predator. With a sudden burst of speed, your wings sliced through the air, snatching headbands from unsuspecting opponents. The mere sight of your wings instilled fear, and those who fell victim to your aerial prowess squeaked in a mix of surprise and terror.
Then, as if choreographed by fate, you came to a sudden stop just as Present Mic declared, "Time's up! First place is Midoriya's team!" Your triumphant roar cut through the cheers, a proclamation of your team's dominance. The stadium, still reverberating with the aftermath of your presence, stood witness to the spectacle.
Slowly, you started to shrink back to your original form. Izuku and the others hurriedly dismounted, their expressions a mix of exhilaration and relief. As the dust settled, the spectators beheld your return to a more human scale. However, the blushes that graced the faces of those who had witnessed your grand transformation lingered – a silent acknowledgment of the extraordinary display they had just witnessed.
"Damn," you muttered under your breath, acknowledging the challenge of maintaining composure in such a formidable state. Yet, with a subtle smile directed at Izuku's still-blushing face, you conveyed a silent understanding. You knew the impact of your transformation, and the unconscious slip that followed was a testament to the sheer exertion of the feat.
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