From Distant Lands - A BNHA Fanfiction

Chapter Twelve

It's been a little over a week since I last saw my sister and now, as I gear up for yet another training exercise, I find myself freaking out over the fact that I may be faced with her again today. Class 3-A against class 3-B. Perfect. I can't decide what it's going to be like seeing her... whether I'll be angry or overcome with how much I've missed her but that hardly matters now. What matters is that class 3-A has a goal. Each class is divided into two teams, one team of what the other class will approach as villains that have to hang back to protect their small group of mock civilians and another team comprised of "heroes" that have the goal of setting out to "save" the other team's captured civilians. It all seems more complicated to me than they should've made it but I get the objective anyway. Fight the other team as if they're the villains. Got it.

"You ready?" Ashido asks me, pink hair in cute disarray. I nod, offering her a friendly smile. Ashido's been oddly supportive over the last week, usually finding me at lunch and offering me some of the sweets she keeps a high supply of. It's been nice having her and even some of the other girls here, reaching out in the moments I feel most alone.

"I think so" I reply though I know it's mostly a lie. I'm not ready to see her yet, but today... I may not have a choice. I grab the earbuds out of my belt and put them in place, knowing I've gotta be careful with Shiori out there. Maybe I don't get the added bonus of protecting my own teammates against her anymore, but I can still protect myself.

"We're gonna win this time!" she says, an encouraging grin on her face. I laugh a little, trying to calm my nerves.

"Count on it" I tell her and the alarm begins to sound.

"Okay, Team A, hold your positions! Team B, let's head out!" Iida orders proudly. Team A does as they're told and Team B, comprised of myself, Iida, Ashido, Tokoyami, Kaminari, Kirishima, Todoroki, Bakugo, Midoriya, and Yaoyorozu, all head out, splitting off into two groups of five. As previously devised by Iida, we'd need a solid line up when it comes to the two teams so he leads the first, followed by Tokoyami, Kaminari, Midoriya, and Yaoyorozu. The second is lead by Todoroki, followed by me, Ashido, Kirishima, and Bakugo.

"We'll take the left" Iida says and Todoroki nods, leading us off to the right. We're on the same training grounds as we were before, the city around us a mixture of built up and destroyed by previous sessions.

"We'll likely run into 3-B soon. When that happens, Kaida, I need you to start by creating a pulse that'll slow everyone down. If you can draw out the waves and emit them in a slower succession, I think it'll make it more difficult for the enemy to move through it. If you can do that, the rest of us can start around the perimeter of your attack to try and get behind them" Todoroki says, searching my face for agreement. I nod. Despite my rough handle on controlling my quirk, I can at least manage something that simple. At least, I hope I can.

"Once Kaida gets started, Bakugo, you and Mina should take the right side. Kirishima and I will take the left. Try to stay as far from Kaida's pulse as possible until you can get behind 3-B, then, once she releases her hold, charge in" he instructs. I can see the irritation on Bakugo's face but he doesn't argue, instead everyone else agrees and Bakugo just keeps walking. He hasn't spoken to me much since he almost saw me naked in the boys' bathroom and, regrettably, part of me has been disappointed by it. I don't know what I did to piss him off so much and it bothers me that he hasn't been able to get over it. That's just another person I apparently seem to be arguing with.

It takes a bit longer than I expected for us to actually run into anything but once we do, Todoroki looks right at me. I nod, positioning myself at the center of the group and focusing my energy. Come on... a heavy pulse bursts out of me, a bit too strong at first, but as I let it flow, the energy thrums out of my hands in thick waves. As expected, the group of 3-B students run right into it, struggling to get passed.