I fell onto my hands and knees as a spasm seized me. I heaved up everything I had eaten in the past day, and I panted as I let everything pour out. Sho-chan had dropped down beside me, rubbing my back.
"Quit pretending to be weak and stand up!" Dad yelled. I wiped my mouth with the sleeve of my already damaged shirt and stood up, my knees shaking.
"Hit me," I said as I met my father's eyes.
"Yuki, that is not a good idea..." Sho-chan started. Dad's hand flew around him. I stomped as soon as I felt it get too close. It froze, inches away from my face.
"Yuki, use your fire!" my dad yelled as he wiggled his fingers free. I hesitated. In the split second time, Dad's hands were set ablaze, and his palm made contact with my face. I yelped as white hot pain shot through my body, and I fell to my hands and knees once again. My arms were trembling, my legs wouldn't hold me.
Dad prepared to hit me again. I sent a fiery column at him, and engulfed my father in flames.
A slow laugh came from the middle of the inferno, slowly getting louder.
"YUKI, YOU MAKE YOUR PAPA PROUD!" He suddenly yelled. I smiled before I fell into the puddle of my own vomit, drained of energy.
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"What the hell are you doing here, dad?" I asked angrily.
"I want to see both of my children win and go against each other," Endeavor said.
" I'll win, dad," Shoto said. "Without using your quirk,"
We brushed past our abusive father and kept walking. I turned around and spat at him for good measure. He glared at me.
"Hit me, I dare you," I growled before I turned the corner.
I joined the other girls down on the field. I was up against Kaminari. I would have to make a wall to block his attacks. If I had read him right, he would use his most powerful move and then go stupid mode.
I stood by Yaoyorozu, who was also lost in thought.
"Everyone, we will start the first match in 5 minutes!" Present Mic's voice said over the speakers.
We all headed to the locker room and changed into our uniforms. We all then made our way to the balcony and joined the rest of our class.
Shoto was tracing his uniform. Ojiro's tail twitched. Only Hagakure had remained in her cheer uniform, and she was dancing around with Uraraka.
"Here goes nothing," Shoto said.
"FIRST FIGHT!" Present Mic yelled. I leaned back in my seat and pulled out the eyepatch that I always had with me. "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT FACE? IT'S IZUKU MIDORIYA FROM THE DEPARTMENT OF HEROICS!"
Applause rose for Midoriya. I grunted.
"AGAINST SORRY HE'S SO NORMAL, HITOSHI SHINSO FROM THE GENERAL STUDIES DEPARTMENT,"
"What the hell was that description?" I wondered. Shoto said nothing.
"THE RULES ARE SIMPLE! FIRST PERSON TO EXIT THE RING, SAY I GIVE UP, OR BE UNABLE TO MOVE LOOSES!"Present Mic said in his super annoying voice. I groaned. "OF COURSE, IF ANYONE'S LIFE IS AT RISK, WE WILL TAKE MEASURES TO STOP THE FIGHT! HEROES SHOULD ONLY ATTACK MERCILESSY WHEN AGAINST VILLAINS!"
I heard Shinso say a few words, but I couldn't make them out completely over the chaos of the crowd.
"AND BEGIN!"
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Cold-Hearted (Ojiro x OC)
FanfictionShoto and Yuki Todoroki are almost identical twins. They were born with the same split hair color and matched their heterochromia. The only difference was that their sides were switched. As Shoto could play with ice on his right side, Yuki could on...
