Unbridled Strength

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Aeon rushed to his second period with little time to spare. His talk with Mr. Aizawa had drained him of nearly all the time he needed to get through the halls and to his next class. 

Again, he burst through the door with seconds to spare, and was greeted by stares from all of his classmates. He could see Mina snickering at him in the front, while Izuku clenched his teeth in a sympathetic manner. 

"Aeon, I heard you were joining us today," a voice said lightly behind him. The man walked from behind Aeon and to his podium to the right. "My name is Ectoplasm, it's a pleasure to be your math teacher." 

Aeon noticed that Ectoplasm wore a black neck-mask, which was partially obscured by a large trench coat that sunk down to his legs. His teeth were animalistic, and were pointed outside of his mouth. His yellow neck protector supported his mask. 

"We won't be here for long, students. We'll be sparring today," beamed Ectoplasm. "Since we have new blood with us, I want to see how we stand this semester." Bakugo raised a fist in the air, as he always enjoyed showing off his raw talent. 

The class traveled to a battle arena, which in this case was a small city with massive buildings and lots of empty space for fighting. Ectoplasm lined everyone up, and gave them numbers to remember. 

"Let's uh...consider this our math lesson for today. If your number is three, find the number that it squares to, which is-" 

"Nine," interrupted Tenya, grinning at his accomplishment. 

"Yes...that's right, Tenya. Excellent job," congratulated Ectoplasm sarcastically. "And if your number is five, you'll find twenty-five." 

The students then scattered, most finding their sparring partner almost instantly. Aeon found himself wandering around, shyly approaching others to ask for their given number. His was sixteen, and there were only three other students remaining. 

"I have two hundred and eighty nine, so...I have no idea who has the root," admitted Denki Kaminari, a student with the quirk of electric manipulation. Aeon raised his hand. 

"I think that's me," he said. He then turned to see Momo Yaoyorozu, the known exceptional student in every class, attempting to cover up laughter. 

"I'm sorry Aeon, that's seventeen," she whispered to him. He then turned red, instinctively looking at Ectoplasm to see if he noticed. He was staring directly at Aeon, and pointing at Yuga Aoyama, the other remaining student. 

"I have two fifty six," he muttered, in a heavy French accent. Aeon nodded at him, and stood to his side. Denki paired with the other kid, making everyone partnered up. 

"Let's have Aeon and Yuga up first!" yelled Ectoplasm, escorting the two ahead and into the arena. Everyone stood at a safe distance to observe the fight. 

Aeon was sweating profusely, while Yuga smirked at his opponent fearlessly. Ectoplasm tossed them their costumes, which were packaged in silver crates. Aeon opened his to find nothing but a note, which read: "I know your quirk comes with a costume. Cool. -Mr. Aizawa." 

"Where's your costume, Bi-Han?" mocked Yuga, having already changed into his costume. He wore grey armor with a bright magenta cape attached to it. A gaping hole was carved in the middle, which glowed with turquoise light. 

"It's all in the package," said Aeon, but immediately facepalmed after the words came out. Yuga laughed, stroking his hair with his dyed fingernails. 

"Must be a small package then," he snickered, causing Aeon to clench his fists. 

"GO!" shouted Ectoplasm. Aeon rushed toward Yuga, knocking him over with sheer speed. Green sparkles surrounded Aeon, traveling with him as he ran. He punched Yuga with medium strength, earning a burst of spit from the victim. 

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