The Darker You || BNHA X Lycan Reader (Discontinued)

chapter 27: training interlude

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MY FEET ARE SILENT AGAINST
the Warm Grass. Training barefoot was The Only Way I actually could Train, I wasn't used to petty human Shoes. I'd rather Train naturally, instead of depending On Weird Habits Most humans have Adapted to.

I've started obtaining Lycan Features while using Specific amounts of my quirk, Through Training. This Wasn't exactly new, during The Entrance Exam tests I Had Similar qualities but it was different back then.

I dodge multiple Hits to the face, Rolling in the grass, before Gracefully perching myself On the ground. My feet Were merely Paws, My hands Were masked with a Thick sheet of (h/c) fur, But I still manage to Ball them into fists.

Before Aizawa, Had the Chance To catch me off guard I twirl Into the air, mere seconds before my foot comes in contact with His face, A Familar piece of Fabric coils around my ankle, And my body is slammed into the ground.

He sighs, "If You're interning with Gang orca, You're going to have to work on predicting Your attacks better." I huff in annoyance, slowly but surely, my Body shifts Back to Its Original form.

"I know I know! Ugh, but you're stronger than him aren't you?? This isn't even a fair Fight-" he shakes his head, "You can't think Like that During hand to hand combat. With Every fight, you have To picture why And how You've met Your match, you analyse their moves, then predict what's going to happen next."

I nod, "I can usually predict moves just fine in my true form. This skimpy earthly incarnate slows me down..."

He Lowers his goggles back over His Eyes, "You can't only depend on your quirk When you're battling head on. Let's try this again."

I nod, balling My hands into fists. Like That, my feet shift into Paws yet again, And fur sprouts from my hands. I thrust myself into the air. He Spams me with Multiple Scarf slaps, But I use His scarves to keep myself in the air. I made sure my speed was repetitive, so long as I could stay in the air I knew He couldn't see me.

Or at least I thought he couldn't see me, until I felt his pressence behind me. That split second given to whirl around could've easily been wasted. But I took Sensei's words Under Consideration.

The last time he caught me off guard because I assumed he couldn't see me, so I had to expect he'd see my moves at all times. In order to catch him off guard I'd either need to distract him with something, or Use his Scarves to propell myself even higher Into the air.

I Couldn't decide what I wanted to do, so of course I was caught off guard. Well, that's what I'd gotten him to believe.

I dodged the scarves, Twirling forwards. I practically cartwheel into the dirt, Propelling myself back into the air.

His Scarves lash at me, And I slash at them with my claws. The more I landed, the quicker I'd shoot myself towards him.

I swung my fists, he'd either dodge or Block each hit with his hand. I kept swinging, my speed Only accelerates. I keep my Brows furrowed, concentrating on each and every move. Eventually I swung so fast, I Flung myself into the air.

He propells himself into the air, and we Keep Going; we'd dodge each others attacks, eventually going so fast You could hardly see either of us.