Chapter 9 - Mock Battle Pt. 2

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The teachers in the Watch Tower was not exactly pleased at their students. Watching them fall down one by one against a kid who doesn't even use a quirk was quite exhilarating but also disappointing because most of the students was subdued or knocked out quickly, mainly because they let their guard down. Especially Aizawa. He's actually conflicted on who should he be angry to, to his students for being idiotic for charging in with most having no plan at all, or to the green haired ex-villain who seems to enjoy beating the kids up.

"Aizawa, how old this kid again?" Vlad King asked Aizawa. The blood hero was both worried and horrified, because most of his students were already knocked out in the first 10 minutes of the battle, and all of that was done by a green haired boy who seemed no less than their student's age.

"He's the same age as them, and believe me. I also don't believe what I am seeing." Aizawa replied as he pointed the screen to Vlad where Izuku easily knocked out Todoroki. Almost everybody knows Todoroki was one of the great students in Heroics class, and seeing him go down like that shocked the teachers, some a little disappointed for the lack of fight displayed. Aizawa on the other hand, felt like he was dreaming when he saw Todoroki used his fire. He sighed, he's not ready to face that can of worms after that, so he just stored it for now with his growing pile of mental notes that he hopes he wouldn't forget. A few minutes of silence ensued as they watched, but was cut off when someone asked,

"By the way, does any one of you know what the Fantastic Four the kid has been saying is?" Ectoplasm inquired, and most of the teachers shook their head no. Aizawa rolled his eyes, but nonetheless answered the teacher.

"It's a pre-quirk era movie with four characters with superpowers, much alike to a quirk. Hagakure, Kirishima and Bakugo's quirk quite resemble the superpowers the characters had. Hence, a reference." Aizawa tiredly said, earning nods and 'ohhs' from the teachers. The erasure hero want to bang his head on the wall. The teachers stopped talking to one another again, before they collectively expressed their shock when they heard a sickening crack from the audio. There they saw Midoriya breaking Kirishima's arm in his hardened state without a quirk. They were extremely worried to Kirishima and it only grew when they saw Midoriya throwing him to Bakugo, before punching the blonde student out. There are only quite a few students left, and there are still 20 minutes in the clock. 

In a different part of the room, even though they are confident for their friend, Dabi and Toga was beginning to worry about him. They saw a student who has a quirk that may trigger some unpleasant memories to Izuku, and they are worried that it was now more likely to occur because Izuku was exhausted. If the memories resurfaced, some things may become sour and turn down south.

"Hey Dabi, do you think he can hold out before his red state?" Toga muttered quietly. If she is being honest, she was quite nervous on what she was seeing on screen. She began biting her lips when they saw Deku fighting his old tormentor, what's more if they saw the later battles?

"I don't know, let's just wish that it will not trigger now. But if not, let's pray that nobody dies today. I will be more comfortable if I see people dying tomorrow than today." Dabi unsurely answered, but even though there was a bit of sarcasm in his statement, the worry is clearly evident on his eyes. The teachers heard this, but just kept in mind to ask them about it later if it was needed. They are in no position to pry after all.

Back at the forest, Izuku huffed in exhaustion and leaned in a tree, with eyes scanning the area to be aware of his surroundings. His eyes widened when he heard the sounds of some objects presumably flying through the air in high speed, and his assumption was right when he instinctively jumped as an incoming attack of horns made its way towards where he is leaning to earlier. 

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