Forgotten Invitation (UA Civil War game)

Night or Daytime....? Time is time!

Daytime was never my favorite. The light made it harder to disappear, and the shadows were few and far between. But even the sun couldn't steal my advantage entirely; I was faster, smarter, and far more dangerous than they could ever comprehend.

I'd planned my exit perfectly—or so I thought. The narrow alleyway I had been slinking through had provided just enough shade to stay out of sight. Unfortunately, luck decided to throw a wrench into my plan.

I turned a corner, only to find them standing there, as if fate itself was mocking me: Aoyama, Iida, Uraraka, and Ojiro.

"Well, well, well," I said, stepping out of the shadows with a smirk. "Looks like I've stumbled into the class council meeting."

They froze for a split second, their eyes widening at the sight of me.

"It's him!" Uraraka shouted, her voice sharp and filled with determination.

Aoyama's usual flamboyance dimmed as he fumbled to aim his naval laser in my direction. Iida's face hardened, his legs already shifting into a ready stance, and Ojiro's tail twitched, a clear sign he was preparing for a fight.

"You've got some nerve," I continued, crossing my arms and leaning casually against the alley wall. "Blocking my path like this. Do you even have a plan, or are you just hoping for the best?"

Iida was the first to speak, his voice as rigid as his posture. "Surrender, Usagi! You're cornered, and there's no escape."

I laughed, shaking my head. "Cornered? Is that what this looks like to you?"

Before any of them could move, I darted to the side, using the narrow space of the alley to my advantage. Aoyama fired his laser, the beam sizzling past me and leaving a scorch mark on the brick wall.

"Careful with that thing, Sparkles," I taunted. "You might hurt someone—someone other than me, of course."

Ojiro lunged at me, his tail whipping toward my legs in a sweeping arc. I jumped, landing on the narrow edge of a nearby dumpster.

"Nice try," I said, smirking down at him. "But you'll need to be faster than that."

Iida charged forward, his engines roaring as he propelled himself toward me with terrifying speed. I waited until the last possible second before leaping over him, landing gracefully on the other side.

"You're predictable, Iida," I said, turning to face him. "Always so linear. It's almost boring."

Uraraka stepped in next, her fingers glowing as she reached for me. I sidestepped her easily, grabbing her wrist and twisting it just enough to make her stumble without causing real damage.

"Gravity's not going to help you here," I whispered, letting her go and stepping back.

They regrouped quickly, forming a tight circle around me. Impressive teamwork, but it wouldn't save them.

"Four against one," I said, pacing slowly around the edge of their circle. "You'd think those odds would mean something. But let me ask you this: How do you plan to win when you can't even touch me?"

"Enough talking!" Iida shouted, his engines revving again. "We'll stop you here and now!"

"By all means," I said, gesturing for him to come at me. "Try."

Iida charged again, and this time I didn't move. Instead, I waited until he was within arm's reach before spinning to the side and slamming my elbow into the back of his neck. He stumbled, his momentum carrying him forward until he crashed into a pile of crates.

Aoyama fired another laser, but I was already moving, weaving between the narrow gaps in the alley. He tried to follow my movements, but his aim was shaky, and every shot missed by a mile.

"You really need to work on your accuracy," I said, appearing suddenly behind him. "Let me help."

I grabbed his arm and twisted it, forcing him to drop his weapon. He cried out in pain, and I shoved him toward the wall, where he slumped to the ground, clutching his arm.

Ojiro came at me next, his tail whipping toward my chest with incredible force. I ducked under the blow and stepped inside his range, delivering a sharp jab to his ribs. He grunted, stumbling back, but managed to stay on his feet.

"Not bad," I admitted, circling him like a predator. "But not good enough."

Uraraka tried to catch me off guard, her hands reaching for my back. I spun around and caught her by the wrists, pulling her toward me until we were face to face.

"Do you really think you can stop me?" I asked, my voice low and menacing. "You're out of your depth, Gravity Girl."

I let her go, shoving her back toward the others. She stumbled but didn't fall, her eyes burning with determination.

"Is that all you've got?" I asked, spreading my arms wide. "Four of you, and not one of you has managed to land a single hit. I'm disappointed."

Iida pushed himself to his feet, his engines sputtering but functional. He glared at me, but I had promised nezu not to touch them too badly and besides I wanted some of them to actually survived this exercise. Every good villain needs a hero and what better way to get a good one than grooming one?!

"Oh, I know what you wanna say," I replied, a grin spreading across my face. "It's going to end the same way, no matter how many times you try."

Before they could regroup, I disappeared into the shadows, using the maze-like alleys to my advantage. I could hear their voices behind me, shouting orders and trying to track my movements, but they were too slow, too disorganized.

By the time they realized I was gone, I was already several blocks away, laughing to myself.

"Nice try, Class 1-A," I muttered. "But you'll have to do better than that if you want to catch me."