Stuck Between Realities-Remastered

Part 4~Hero Vs Villain Training

After Shota's introduction to UA, the class had nothing but normal studies. Izuku sighed, getting annoyed without anything new to learn. Eventually, he pulled out his notebook, analysing some hero stories he had read before he sat down.

That was until he heard a way too loud shout.

"I am here! Walking through the door like a regular person."

Yelping, Izuku jumped back, falling out of his chair. Hitoshi jumped up, coming to Izuku's side as Midnight burst out of nowhere. "Who dare scare my darling Izu?!" All Might looked around in confusion, unable to get away as Midnight continued to scream at him. "You're a pro-hero. You should know when to shout and when to use your indoor voice. Here's a tip: When you're indoors, you should use your indoor voice."

"I'm fine, Aunt Kayama. Screaming is only making it worse." He chuckled softly as Hitoshi continued to glare at All Might.

Midnight turned, her expression softening. "I'm sorry Izu. Are you okay? Should I get Nezu?" She pulled Izuku up as he huffed a little.

All Might walked closer, holding up a hand. "Sorry, young boy. I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's all right, All Might. So long as I don't see fire, we're good. Are you teaching us? What exactly is your Quirk. Are you good at teaching? Have you ever taught before? Will we get to see you fight? Can you share some real-" Izuku let out a scream as Midnight chopped at his head, a move she had learnt from Emiko. "That hurt." Hitoshi laughed for a moment before returning to glaring at All Might.

"You were getting over excited again," Midnight explained before she dusted herself off. "Call us if you need us." She left, giving All Might a final warning look before she left.

All Might stepped back, coughing as he tried to recover. "All right, let's begin. Before we can start, you must be dressed as a hero." He pointed to the wall as he pressed a button, and our costume boxes came out. While the class was gasping, Izuku grabbed his box and disappeared to get changed.

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The class walked out into the arena, seeing a wide spread of colours and styles. Izuku was wearing a green, short-sleeved tracksuit that went to his neck with white stripes going down the sides and a white belt around his waist. He had a mouth guard with white teeth around his jaw that hid a mic and earpiece that connected to a speaker in his belt. Lastly, he had white bandages going down around his arms and hands.

The style was a lot simpler than some previous designs. It had taken a while to get the support class to stop adding tech he didn't need.

Hitoshi had a costume inspired by a ninja; it was a completely black, long-sleeved suit covering all of the skin on his arms and legs. He had a hood which was pulled up over his head and a mask covering his mouth. Similarly to Izuku, he had a microphone hidden in the mask and a speaker that connected to a secret communication system. He had a belt full of capturing devices and white fabric wrapped around his neck, which was almost identical to Shota's capture gear.

"Hey, Toshi. Your costume is so cool. I see you're taking after your dad."

"He is not my dad! He's just my mentor."

"And your legal guardian, who you just so happen to be basing your costume on."

"I'm only doing that because he's the first person who believed in me."

"Oi. I believed in you." I gave Hitoshi a fake, annoyed look as he tried to think of a retort, not finding it in time before Uraraka walked up in a pink space suit.

"Wow, Midoriya-kun, Shinso-kun. You have really cool costumes, but are you sure you want the bandages? It sort of looks like you just came out of a hostile." She figured with her fingers as she spoke, clearly unsure whether she should voice her concerns.