when y/n was young, she had been born into a family of renowned devil hunters. unlike most, she lived in a tribe, not a city. she didn't go to school, but instead studied under the tribes monks. from the moment she could walk she was conditioned to...
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❞⁀➷♡'ˎ˗ "MATES?"
you had both agreed that going after the 10 million points would be pointless, but watching literally every team pile after midoriya's team brought out that little sadistic devil in your heart that comes out anytime you fight devils. truly, you wanted to steal his points just to prove that none of them could beat you even if they wanted to.
sora is hunched around you like a shield, not that it's too important. everyone is way too focused on the 10 million. you've already gathered a few targets, but you haven't decided when to go for them. shinsou wants to wait, but you're overconfident. although, for good reason. it's when the rankings are thrown up on the screen that you decide to start going for points, mostly because bakugo had flat out zero points and you kinda wanted to be above him just to be a bitch.
165, 120, 70...
it's not a lot, but it's good enough. you have three headbands around your neck, and with sora you're not a bit worried about losing them. "remember, you can't knock anyone off their horses, sora!" you remind her, and she replies in her echo-ey voice. "yes... ma'am..."
"i think it's time we go for one of the higher runner-ups." you tilt your head as sora hunches over you. "wait..." the hair on your arms is beginning to stand. "sora!" suddenly, wings sprout and replace her arms. she wraps herself tightly around the team, blocking you all with her wings as an electric current runs through the entire field. "oh, i guess i'm effective for insulating electricity as well." you mutter as sora retracts her wings. "this is probably a good opportunity to go after them, while everyone's dazed." shinsou nods, and you begin heading toward the group of once shocked, and now frozen teams. "oh, that's interesting. even better." you mutter.
"hey, rock guy..." shinsou mumbles, and the guy that yelled over the crowd from the other day turns his head. "what do you guys want--?!" suddenly, he goes silent. his head hung. his teammates look up at him in concern.
"tetsutetsu? hey, tetsutetsu!" sora quickly swipes the headband, alongside all their stolen headbands. "bye, have a good day." you say, smiling politely as you all walk away.
"that should be enough, we're better off playing time till it ends..."
"no way." you say, smiling a bit sinisterly as you lean forward. "sora is the ultimate offense and defense, trust me, we'll win now that we have a qualifying amount of points. 1060, i think it is. we're gonna go take that blondie's points, too." you say firmly, smiling as you lean forward and narrow your eyes on the blue eyed blondie butting heads with bakugo. there's only about a minute left, but it'd be pretty funny to start beef with bakugo for no reason.
right as you run up, bakugo's stolen a handful of points from monoma. they block two oncoming teams, and they're getting the distance they need. bakugo has enough points to advance, but really it's just like him to chase after a grudge. you laugh softly, and your team slides to a stop in front of monoma's. they're forced to skid to a stop. "not so fast!" you bark, sora rising up from behind you with a growl. you hold each other's gaze for a moment before you see bakugo's team skidding forward far too quickly.
