The Teleportation Hero || Bnha x oc

Chapter 32

I regret coming to this endurance camp.

Everybody was struggling with their training, going above and beyond what they would consider normal training. There wasn't a single person who was out breath, sweating profusely, and groaning at least once a minute. However, I had by far the worst training out of my peers. Maybe it was Aizawa getting back at me for hitting that time, or all the times I've disobeyed his orders, but what ever it was, I definitely did NOT deserve this...

There was some ingenious training going around me, such as Sero releasing long streams of tape into the air, while Bakugou was continually throwing his hands in boiling water then firing explosions at the air, while Todoroki was switching between ice and fire over and over again.

While I was sitting here, balancing a rock on my head.

This may sound stupid to you, but the rock is HUGE, and it hasn't been removed for the past hour. Aizawa says it's to work on keeping conscious for longer, but I think it was him just enjoying watching me be in pain. Because he was sitting right beside me, a smirk on his lips, as he watched his students, but majorly kept his gaze on me. And he was trying to hold a conversation with me, even though I was struggling to just sit upright and not collapse.

"So, are you dead yet?" Aizawa asked casually.

"Does i-it look l-like i-it?" I hissed, beginning to sway slightly. Aizawa grabbed the rock and stabilized me again, before letting go.

"Sit up right, you're slouching over again" Aizawa ordered. A growl escaped my lips as I forced my back to be straight again, and I shut my eyes, trying to stop the trembling.

"And done" Aizawa suddenly spoke up, pulling off the straps and taking the rock off my head.

"Now stand up and run over to the mountain and back. make sure you touch it" Aizawa said. I stood up and instantly fell flat on my face. With a growl, I cursed Aizawa and his mischievous actions, not caring that he heard every word as I forced my self to run forward shakily.

Once back beside Aizawa, he told me to hang upside down from the tree. Grumbling insults not only to Aizawa, but gravity as well, I vaulted up into the tree and hung from a branch by my knees.

I sat there, grumbling incoherent curses under my breath as I watched Aizawa and the 4 cats introduce class B to the hell we where currently going through. I watched my classmates, before sighing and letting my head rest, and instead watching the ground. I then shut my eyes, focusing on the forest. I had always found the forest relaxing, listening to the ruffling of the leaves, the occasional squeak of an animal. It truly relaxed me like nothing else. My breathing began to calm, despite the throbbing in my head. I was in utter pain, the blood rushing to my head. However, I was relaxed.

"The forest truly is your zone, isn't it?" Aizawa smirked, coming up and leaning on the forest beside it.

"I was practically raised in a forest" I responded, keeping my eyes shut as I forced my self through the pain now branching from my knees across to my thighs. However, I couldn't stop the twitching the pain caused.

"After this, we're training your fingers. Understood?" Aizawa asked, popping off the tree and going to assess his other students.

"Yes sir" I said, trying not to let the strain into my voice.

~Time skip~

"Now, remember what I said yesterday? 'Today's the only day we'll do stuff for you'!" Blue cat cheered, looking a little too excited.

"At least make your own food! Curry!" Green cat cheered, pawing at the air repeatedly.

"Yessir..." both class A and class B groaned. I grinned excitedly, having not eaten since yesterday. We hadn't got the opportunity to have breakfast, and only ate a light lunch. So this was my first major meal since coming to camp.