His Twin

Twelve

Day of the festival

We walk into the stadium to the sounds of roaring fans, I am walking next to my brother along with Midoriya, Uraraka and Iida. I look around I notice the media in the stands and I hear a helicopter in the sky. Very tempting to reveal myself in front of the large crowd, but I want to see his face in person, so I have a beanie on but my hair is braided and tucked in the beanie since I do not feel like wearing it in a bun. During the past few weeks I sketched out a possible design for my hero costume so that I can get it when I need it. "AND HERE IS THE FAMOUS CLASS 1-A!!!" President Mic announce as we walk into the arena. Both Shoto and I have a straight face as our classmates look in awe, some waving at the crowds. I am not really fazed, I watched the games since I started living with Dabi, every year. Now I am here competing in the Sports Festival, my father is watching, my siblings are watching and my mother might be as well. I cannot disappoint them. As the rest of the first years arrive I glance more closely at the crowd, I see plenty of pros and major corporations for the support class and the rest of the classes. "Let's give it to the first year contests!!!" the yellow hero's voice booms in the arena as the audience cheer. "Now for the student pledge by Bakugo Katsuki!" Midnight announce into her microphone. I almost got first in the  entrance exam, off by a couple points. "So you did not get first?" Shoto notes next to me, "That because I did not really use my quirk, but I just needed a few more points." I shrug as the R-rated hero takes the microphone back. 

"Let's here it for the contents!" there's a thunderous applause from the stadium probably heard from miles away. "Now for the first round of elimination we have-" the board pops up with our first round "An obstacle course!" I might have to use my quirk for this. "An obstacle course huh? Might be fun." Shoto says, "Yeah." we walk over to the starting line. Apparently as long that we stay on the track, anything goes, though I don't think killing the competition would be alright. I get into my starting position, ready to dash in front of my brother.

"On your marks-

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"Get set-

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"GOOOOO!!!!"

yes I am this evil