Her heartbeat quickened, multiple hired trainers running at her at the same time. Erin panicked, immediately dodging out of the way. Her eyes shut, squeezing closed as she concentrated her energy into the light that surrounded her. Multiple fighters ran to her, one on each side. They ran at full speed, only to clash together. Erin's eyes widened as they did, happy that her light manipulation had worked.
Taking advantage of the situation, she rushed over to the slightly distracted fighters. She quickly swept her food underneath the two, knocking them over. They fell over, heads clashing together as they did. Impressed gasps came from outside of the room. Harper had been currently taking a test. Seeing as UA highschool had been starting soon, and her family was practically rich, people were scoping her out in attempts to sponsor her. They wanted to get her into UA by recommendation, in return for her to work for their companies. It was fame for fame, money for money. Obviously, Erin hadn't had a decision in the matter. Not allowed to take the test on her own, nor to accept her own internship offers.
Putting her focus into the battle in front of her, she turned to the remaining three hired trainers. They all rotated around the young teenager, her snow colored hair slowly falling out of it's pulled up bun. A small squeak escaped her lips as she was charged at all angles. She panicked, spinning in a circle, light energy admitting off of her palms. This created a small circle around her, distracting the attackers. Whilst they were blinking rapidly in attempts to see properly, Erin took it upon herself to use her light manipulation once more. She created multiple versions of herself around the room, moving around to become out of sight.
"Where did she go?" One asked, spinning in panic at all of the illusions.
"I lost sight of the real one!"
"Keep your guards up, we gotta get her."
Harper had been behind one of the attackers. While he was distracted, she found herself kicking his back leg in, knocking him over. The illusion was broken, her other forms shattering into bright glass-like molecules. She ran thoughts through her head, knowing she could take the two on purely by using her self-defense. Using her quirk too much would make it seem like she couldn't do anything without it.
The two men came rushing at her, so she shifted her weight to her back foot. The first one to approach her sent a punch her way, which she deflected with a round-house kick. Her front leg had blocked the strong punch, as she wrapped her leg around the top of his arm. Her jerked her leg towards her own body, making the guy yelp in pain. She quickly detangled her leg, still balancing on her one leg. As he went to attack her again, she pivoted her foot, kicking forward at the large man. He went stumbling backward, Harper finally returning her front leg to the ground.
The second man came at her, Erin's eyes flashing to his feet. She noticed his body actions, predicting a kick. She was correct, and was able to take that to her advantage. As he kicked, she rushed her body forward, wrapping her arms in his kick. Left arm had bend his leg inward, causing it to fold onto itself. This had caught him off guard, so she could easily push him off of herself.
Soon after, she bowed her head to all of the men who had gotten back up. She managed to get all of them down at least once, meaning she had won the training. She bowed to her superiors respectfully, a neutral expression on her face.
"Good fight. Maybe next time you'll be able to win." She smiled gently, before turning around.
Erin left the room, the loud noises of different agents fighting over each other. They all wanted to sponsor her and work with her. Her eyes squinted as she watched, slight anger building up within her.
"All you want is to use me for my quirk. You want me to make money for you, yeah?" She questioned, watching as everyone went silent. Her voice was extremely calming, and almost emotionless.
"I proved myself to you. Now you must prove yourself to me." She said simply, turning around to walk away. Her hands held behind her back, posture incredibly straight. Just as she was raised. To be proper, and show no sadness or anger in front of anyone.
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hiya! i know this chapter is incredibly short, i know!! the others will be more interesting as well as longer in general. this is kindaaaa,,, an introduction? xx
