Before any of the students knew it, 2 weeks flew by as if they had only been 2 days. The news had calmed down about the attack on the USJ and the police had finished up all of their investigations. Students were fully committed to their training for the upcoming sports festival. Majority of the days the students all left dragging their feet out the doors or almost stumbling downstairs from their levels of fatigue. The class 1-L, however, all seemed to leave as if they hadnt trained their hardest. All except for little Sakyh. There were days that her father would carry her home, drag her along beside him, or even leave her in Recovery Girls office if she pushed herself far enough.
It wasn't all from overusing her quirk, however. Much of it was from the mass amounts of training she was doing physically. At school, Mr. Aiza would have those whose quirks weren't fighting based train their body more than the others as a way to better their weaknesses. Her father also didn't help her any as he would give her workouts at home to push through. There were even a few sparring matches with Midoriya.
Just after lunch both classes of 1-A and 1-L, the top 20 students, were just arriving back to a familiar dome building. The two injured Aizawa brothers lead their costume-clad students inside where Thirteen was waiting for them.
"Hey, there's still a hole in the dome." A random student in class 1-L stated with a snicker.
All of class L glanced up to where they remembered the Nomu being launched through. Low and behold, there was still a large explosive like hole in the ceiling just like a few weeks ago. The students mumbled to themselves in small jokes about the school taking their time to fix it. It was a newer facility from what they had gathered so why not fix it up while they still had the builders info close by?
"Well, that happened, but class is class. So, let's begin the rescue training." Thirteen started.
With that small sentence, both sets of students focused their attention back to the heroes standing before them. One brunette, however, raised her hand slightly with a concerned look on her face.
"Can you really move Thirteen-sensei?" Uraraka spoke, voicing her concerns.
Thirteen immediately leaned onto one foot and began to do little spins. "My back hurts a bit, but it's nothing compared to these two Senpai's." She finished while facing both of the Aizawa brothers.
Aiza simply chuckled a little. "We? The only one badly hurt is big bro here, ain't that right?" He teased while nudging the man who was wrapped up like a mummy in medical bandages.
"We are ready to begin class, let's start already. We are wasting time." Aizawa states with irritation toward the man next to him. He then turns and begins to walk towards the stairs.
"Hehe, such a stick in the mud." Aiza teased before one of the students interrupted.
"Aizawa-sensei. All Might is supposed to meet us as well. Where is he?" Midoriya questions while taking a small step forward.
Aizawa stopped for a moment to turn to half turn to answer the question. "I don't know. Forget about him," he stated before continuing on his way.
"Alright, all of you let's get going! Remember class L, if I feel you all didn't try your best, you will be given an extra set of training exercises to do!" Aiza replies with a sinister smirk on his face.
All of class L tensed up and quickly turned to look at class A. From within the bundle of students a girl with black hair stepped out to gain their attention.
"Hello, again class A. Feel free to call me Roselia. I am the class rep. for the top part of class L," she stated with a small bow. "We were informed we would be working with the student whose student numbers match our own. If you would, may we please be informed of who has which number?"
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All Mights Daughter
Roman d'amourBakugo x OC fanfic As a child, Sakyh was never allowed to say which hero was her father but she didn't mind. It kept her and her parents safe. With her father being a hero she was often left in the care of other heroes with her mother and learned a...