Opposites Attract

Annalise

"To be a good pro, your presence must calm those in danger and give them peace of mind." Best Jeanist asked as his helpers held my head back putting eye drops in my eyes, "You must be capable, of course, but there are other things to consider. Your physical appearance, speech, and actions must all be elegant. You must give off the aura of a hero. Do you understand?" 

I finally freed my head and looked into the mirror in just as much shock as Bakugo. His hair was nicely combed, and so was mine. My usual messy black hair now had extensions and was curled to perfection, along with bangs swiped to the side. My eyes were slightly red, but not as red as usual. 

"Two other perfect styles best Jeanist." 

"Uh, do these come out? I prefer my short hair." I say trying to be as nice about it as possible, after all this was the person I looked up to.

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"I don't think so you bitch!" I shout jumping down from a building my eyes wide open as I tap the person I now know as the Hero Killer.

I roll onto the ground and throw my hands towards the building throwing him into it as Midiroya shouts, "Annalise, you made it!"

"Hell yeah, I did." I laugh throwing the hero killer at another wall, "I knew Shoto was smart, I wasn't going to not come and let him die."

I climb back to my feet and throw my hands down throwing the hero killer into the ground. The anger, the anger that the best Jeanist said I had was showing. Bakugo and I weren't so different. We both realized that.  

I raise my hands again slamming him back into the ground, over and over again. My anger was threw the roof, I couldn't stop myself. I grew up knowing pros, my father was a pro, and I loved them all. I wouldn't let anyone else kill them, not on my watch. I knew I would get in trouble for this but I didn't care.

I finally calmed down and let my hands rest at my sides, breathing heavily. The hero killer looked at me with a broken smirk, "You have a powerful quirk, perfect for a villain. So why a hero?" 

It wasn't the first time someone had said that, and it hurt me more than I would have thought. I froze in my steps as the hero killer stood up. My quirk was perfect for a villain. He was right, and so was everyone else who had said it before him. 

"Maybe for someone else." I say fighting the urge to agree with the villain, "But it's perfect for someone who knows when to use it!"

I then lift my hands extremely fast, sending the hero killer flying into the sky. I then forced my hands down again sending him back into the ground, making a large indent. That's when I staggered back, my body was taking too much but I stood my ground again. 

"Annie you're doing too much! Let us take care of it!" Shoto shouted and I let my arms fall, the strings around the hero killer disappeared as I walked over to the pro hero on the ground.

I lift him and wrap his arm around my shoulder, "I'll get him to help... Iida's up now."

The three boys nod as I start walking with the pro leaning against me. This is what being a hero is about. Saving people who couldn't save themselves. Not allow my anger to hurt other people, even if they are killers.

"You're strong kid." The pro coughed as I continued walking keeping him up straight, "You've got a future as a pro, saving those who are hurt over taking revenge."

"I let my anger take the best of me sometimes." I reply with a frown, "Sometimes it takes someone to talk me into doing what's right. And it wasn't the first time I've been told my quirk was made for a villain. I just always hope that it's wrong and that I'll prove every villain wrong. That I'll be a good hero. I don't care about being the best, I mean it would be nice, but I care more about saving people who need it. I just have to work past my anger sometimes... sorry that was a lot."

Soon enough the three boys weren't far behind me, carrying the restrained hero killer. Who would have thought that four heroes in training could take down the hero killer? I smile to myself as I keep walking. That just shows our true potential, not in the best way, but in a way.

"Those three deserve your praise." I say quietly as I keep walking, "They're stronger than I could ever be."

"You say that, but you're the strongest hero in training I've ever seen." The pro said and I couldn't help but smile.