Split Second

I Was Never Any Good At Tests (Part 2)

"Right. The one with the lowest score across all events will be judged hopeless, and expelled."

It had been over five minutes since Aizawa had said that and Percy still had no idea how he could use his power over water to help him. Had they been normal tests he would be fine.

But nooooo.

Percy knew he had a reason for greatly disliking tests.

First up was the running, and most people did that normally. Glasses Guy had absolutely no trouble with that, not with the built in motors in his legs.

Percy was used to endurance running- it was a perk of running to stay alive, and his demigod heritage gave him boosted physical abilities as well- a perk you get in exchange for trying not to die everyday.

Fun.

Percy knew he passed that test okay. He also got to see a range of other powers, how they worked, and if he could mimic or alter them so he could use them.

He couldn't really, for he couldn't manipulate gravity nor could he shoot a laser out of his belly button- not that he wanted to either. He quite happy with his own power set there.

Bakugo he could relate to, for his powers could be used similarly if he concentrated enough. Percy needed to regain his techniques that he'd lost through the age regression, but his main ability was still there. Bakugo used his powers like a geyser made of fire.

Percy felt slightly scared of the guy with multiple limbs during the grip test. Let's just say his score made Percy very disinterested in an arm wrestle with the dude.

There was the standing long jump, which Percy did pretty good in with an extra boost from his demigod enhancements.

He was beginning to feel tired after the side to side stepping, but a quick douse of water had him feeling refreshed.

Eventually it was time for the last test, the ball throw. Percy still had no idea how that would go. His demigod abilities would only get him so far. Nothing like the 705 meters Bakugo had gotten.

No. If he wanted to pass he would need to use his powers. Somehow.

There was one more kid until him, the curly green haired kid. He was sweating and looked nervous as hell. Percy patted the guy on the shoulder as a small comfort.

Percy hadn't seen him use his quirk so far, like himself. He could tell the kid was psyching himself up.

"Midoriya isn't doing so well." Somebody whispered beside him.

"Well duh, he's a quirkless runt." Somebody else said.

Percy pushed the further gossip aside. Midoriya's arm was beginning to glow, a lighting pattern appearing in his arm. He felt the teacher's aura flare darkly and suddenly all power from Midoriya came to a crashing halt.

Woah.

"I 'erased' your quirk." Aizawa spoke. He ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back and his scarf floated off his body in the air.

The move with his hair had Percy sniggering quietly, recalling a movie he'd watched. Let it gooo! He shook his head violently. No need to get ridiculously catchy songs a stuck in his head right now.