The Girl With Many Quirks: Lucky Star

C H A P T E R 8

ASUNA'S POV

Everyone was told to change into P.E warm-up suits. Once I was done, I headed back to the rest of the class. On the way, I bumped into Mr. Aizawa.

He gives me a look, telling me to keep quiet about our relationship. "I'll explain later, ok? For now, Asuna, be yourself and do your best. I have faith in you." I nodded and followed him to the courtyard where the rest of the students were waiting. Also waiting there, were four other students standing in their own group across Class 1-A.

Aizawa and I separated and I stood next to Uraraka while Aizawa joined the four students.

"Class, I would like to introduce a couple of your upperclassmen. They all have proved themselves to be top of their Hero classes. You can probably learn something from them, so pay attention. I will start the introductions."

He pointed to the boy closest to him. He was a tall, thin person with somewhat of a build, not particularly athetic-looking, with wild spiky bleached hair, pointed elf ears, sharp teethy smirk, and confident dark eyes. Very demon-like. He wore his school uniform with the jacket unbuttoned and the tie loosely hung around his neck. "First up, Yoichi Hiruma. Third-year. His quirk is Reality-Warping. This means he can get inside your head and create images that satisfies his victory. Very useful if there are multiple enemies."

"The more victims, the better, as I always say." Hiruma butted in with a devilish grin. "I can give you sweet dreams or make your life a living Hell. I prefer watching a horror movie."

Note to self: Get on his good side...
Sidenote: Does he have a good side?

"Next up, is Kazuya Miyuki. Third-year." A handsome boy with glasses stepped forward. His brown hair was a tousled mess and his eyes were piercing, as if he could see right through me.

Oh God...please don't have X-Ray Vision...

"His quirk is Precise Calculations. He is able to see every possible outcome in every situation, giving him the ability to become vitorious by choosing the right outcome."

"When it comes to stragedy, I overpower it all." Miyuki smiled. "I can basically tell the future depending on how fast I come up with the deciding outcome. Sometimes it takes a few minutes, and others in seconds."

Everyone in Class 1-A seemed really impressed with the upperclassmen so far. I know I was. Who knew there were such distinguished quirks out there?

"Our third guest is Hitoka Yachi. Second-year."

The very fragile-looking girl stepped forward shyly. She didn't appear to be threatening at all. In fact, she reminded me of a cute mouse. Her blonde hair was trimmed to her neck with colorful hairclips and a side ponytail on the left side. Her eyes were a light brown and her cheeks gave a light pink deposition.

"Ms. Yachi," Mr. Aizawa said calmly. "Why don't you show my class your quirk?" Yachi nodded slowly and shuffled her feet a few more steps forward. Then, she raised her arms and...BOOM! Two razor-sharp blades spring out of her forearms, ripping through the sleeves of her uniform like paper, each tip beginning of the tip of her elbow all the way to her fingertips. Everyone gasped at the unexpected sight.

"Very sharp. Very deadly when one-on-one." Mr. Aizawa commented. "That will be all Ms. Yachi. I'll be sure to give you time to sew up your sleeves later." The girl bowed her head and stepped back in line.

"Last, but not least, Karma Akabane. Second-year." The last student on the end stepped forward proudly, his hands stuffed deeply in his pockets. His hair was a firey-red and his unusual gold-mercury eyes burned with excitement. He was considerably tall with a slender build and also wore his uniform similar to Hiruma.

"Thanks, Teach," He smirked, revealing sharp canine teeth. "My quirk here is the best in the entire school. It's why I'm consider the top in my class and soon-to-be of the school."

"Hmph. Big talker." I heard Bakugo spat behind me. I rolled my eyes, thinking Hypocrite.

Akabane walked up to the class, straight to Bakugo and grinned. "Thank you for volunteering." He pulled Bakugo by his arm to where they stood in the open area between Mr. Aizawa and upperclassmen and Class 1-A. Akabane spread his arms out wide, leaving his front completely exposed.

"Hit me with your best shot." He challenged Bakugo. Bakugo, the hotshot that he is, cracked his knuckles with an anxious smirk on his face. "Don't start crying if I kick your ass and take the top spot." He spat and let explosions spark in his palms. Then, with impressive speed, he shot one hand out and sent a powerful explosion right into Akabane's open torso. Smoke screened the area where Akabane stood so we couldn't see what had happened on impact. We all waited anxiously as the smoke cleared gradually.

When it did, Akabane was gone. Class 1-A gasped, while Bakugo stared blankly at the spot where Akabane once stood.

"Behind you."

All our heads turn to find Akabane kicking his foot right into Bakugo's back, knocking him down to his hands and knees.

"Kacchan!" I turned my head to Deku, who was biting his nails from the intensity. His eyes were focused on the battle.

"How—" Bakugo coughed. Akabane let out a laugh. "Try again." He taunted him. Bakugo gritted his teeth and swung his fist. This time, we watched as Akabane zipped through thin air a foot to the left and kneed Bakugo right in the gut. My eyes widened at the sight. He had moved like...

"My quirk is the power to move to the speed of light. Pretty sweet, right?" Akabane picked up Bakugo by the back of his collar. "I can also shoot beams of light from anywhere from my body. Trust me, it's deadly. It passes through anything and anyone in its straight path."

Everyone was silent as Akabane dropped Bakugo and joined his fellow upperclassmen.

After Bakugo managed to rise to his feet and retreat to the back of the class, Mr. Aizawa stepped forward with his hands folded behind his back. "Right, so." He nodded to Class 1-A. "Who's ready to begin their Physical Exam?"