The dawn brought with it a chilling revelation, as Aizawa elucidated the imperative of a day dedicated to pushing the boundaries of their quirks to enhance their abilities. And let me tell you, it was a perilous odyssey.
Even for those bereft of quirks, the entire day unfolded as an exodus of energy, a relentless surge against the limitations of one's prowess. For you, it involved enduring cascading rocks, a byproduct of Uraraka's quirk aimed at refining your agility. Each encounter resulted in injuries, prompting an arduous cycle of self-healing that left you drained, dehydrated, and your legs seized by cramps.
Indy, your relentless inner force, seemed insatiable, as if her thirst for power hadn't been satiated during the chaos of the sports festival. There lingered an ominous understanding that pushing beyond your limits risked depleting your energy, potentially triggering her eruption akin to a volcanic cataclysm.
"This... was not... why... I came here," you gasped, prone on the ground. Aizawa sighed, a silhouette of weariness, and knelt beside you. "Pull yourself together, Y/N. Unleashing your latent potential is imperative if you aspire to ascend as a formidable dinosaur. For I believed," he hoisted you up by the back of your shirt, "you were a queen." A wince escaped your lips as he relinquished his grip.
"I am! I'm merely inept at seizing control," you muttered through gritted teeth. "Just persist with your assaults." With a measured detachment, he rose, leaving behind a fleeting smile.
"Absolute Dimetrodon," you murmured, a mantra that bridged the gap between ancient power and contemporary tribulations. Conveying the internal strife threatened to sow discord within the ranks, and you were determined to bear this solitary struggle.
"Come on, L/N, rise and exhibit the might of a prehistoric force!" Ragdoll, a feline-like hero, implored with enthusiasm. You sighed, stood in resolution, and commenced your training.
The imperative for strength echoed not just for self-preservation but as a crucible to surmount personal tribulations. The resonating advice of Ryukyu guided your efforts – a directive to acquaint your body with its dormant prowess. A luminous growl emanated, and your eyes narrowed to predatory slits as you unleashed the primal roar.
"LIGHTNING DINOSAUR RAGE!" The proclamation echoed, and an elemental tempest cascaded upon the assembly. Breathless and drenched in sweat, you knelt in triumphant exhaustion.
"Whoa, Y/N, that was like something out of Jurassic World!" Izuku exclaimed, staggering forward, his enthusiasm undiminished by fatigue.
"Class 1-A, always putting on a spectacle with their extravagant quirks," Monoma grumbled from his supine position, a sentiment silenced by a decisive slap from Kendo. Mandalay's admonition lingered in the air, a reminder to persist until exhaustion claimed them all.
"Yes, ma'am," echoed your resolve, a fusion of ancient ferocity and modern tenacity.
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"And besides, I'm kinda like you," you said, a playful grin on your face, reminiscent of the mischievous charm Owen Grady would flash.
"How?" he finally spoke up.
"I might never have had any parents, but I did lose something that made me stuck here in this cruel world," you pointed at your eyes before reaching up and removing the veil. Kota gasped as you nodded. "A hero in training took it away. All I wanted was to see the world like our ancestors before us, but at a bad place in a bad time, I was captured," you said, your voice carrying a sense of wonder and struggle, much like the Jurassic Park survivors.
"I wouldn't be able to go back and actually do what I was meant to. I was meant to become a queen," you sighed, the moment hanging in the air like the tension before a dinosaur encounter.
"Then why are you friends with those wannabes? Didn't they hurt you? Are you mad at them at all?" Kota raised his voice at the last part, his tone echoing the skepticism and concern often present in the Jurassic World.
"Not at all, though I'm still nervous around the hero in training. But that doesn't mean I have a grudge against them," you said, channeling the resilience of someone who's faced their fair share of dinosaur-sized challenges. "Also," you leaned into his ear, "after the incident, they're scared of what I can do now," you whispered, sharing a Jurassic World-esque secret.
He laughed and hugged you, the camaraderie reminiscent of characters bonding amid the chaos of dinosaur encounters. "Thanks for this talk," he said, and you hugged him back, the moment carrying the survival spirit of Jurassic World's protagonists.
"No problem," you paused for a moment. "Hey, Kota," he hummed. "Can I tell you a secret?" He nodded, his curiosity mirroring the intrigue of discovering a hidden element in the park. "I don't have a quirk," you said. Kota looked at you, his eyes reflecting the Jurassic World-like disbelief when facing the unexpected. "You do have one, I saw you at the training grounds," he insisted.
You smiled and shook your head, the veil fluttering against your face like the ominous ripples before a dinosaur appears. "Those were dinosaur powers because, actually," you paused for suspense, "I'm actually a dinosaur." His eyes widened, mirroring the shock of encountering an unexpected species in the park. "What? No, you're not," he gave you an adorable glare, reminiscent of the skepticism Owen might show when faced with unconventional revelations.
"Don't believe me?" he nodded, his skepticism slowly turning into curiosity. "Well then, do you want to take a ride?" He frowned, uncertainty clouding his expression, much like the cautious hesitation before a daring adventure in the park. You stood up before turning into your dinosaur form, hissing a bit as Indy roared in glee again, the tension building like the anticipation before a dinosaur encounter. You smirked down at the skeptical visitor before picking him up and spreading your wings, the moment resonating with the adventurous spirit of exploring the untamed areas of Jurassic World. "Hold on tight," you backed yourself and ran toward the edge, jumping, and Kota holding on, the excitement echoing the thrill of a ride on a dinosaur. Your wings spread out, Kota opened his eyes, and they sparked in awe. "Woah," he breathed out, the wonder akin to seeing a dinosaur up close.
You smiled and shifted your weight, flying around the forest, the experience reminiscent of the awe and majesty of Jurassic World's dinosaurs. "What do you think?" you asked, the question carrying the exhilaration of a thrilling encounter with prehistoric creatures. He said nothing as his smile grew, and he held his arms out, the joy reflecting the childlike wonder of someone experiencing the extraordinary. "I've never flown before, but even since I've gotten stronger, I've gotten wings, so this is my first test flight," you said to him, the revelation carrying the vulnerability of sharing the extraordinary. You then sighed and tilted your wings to soar downwards. "We should get back."
"Wait, what about the bowl?" "Oh yeah," the exchange capturing the lighthearted banter amidst the extraordinary adventures of Jurassic World.
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