To Overcome

the box of weapons

3rd person pov:

the students gathered on the field chatting amongst themselves as they waited for their teacher to give his instructions. few of them noticed a certain class mates absence but before any of them could ask, aizawa's gruff voice cut through the chatter " i want to test you all, so we'll be doing a test of your abilities. if im being completely honest i dont have high hopes for most of you and because of that... i have your course transference forms waiting in the classroom"

cries of disapproval rang out, but they soon were quieted by the ground cracking and erasing itself. " okay brats, hehehe the student that place last in the test will be expelled" The fallen angel hero stood there in all his superiority. his hair swaying in the air as his scarf circled him, his eyes glowing a terrifying bright red. the students wondered if this what monsters saw when they died, either way the students wouldn't be pissing him off anytime soon.

the older man sighed " okay, let's not waste anymore time- seeing as i might have to spend my day filling out an expulsion and transferal forms" a shitty grin decorated the pros face. the students stared at him their faces painted with determination and fear. well...- except for Todoroki his face its usual blankness, an air of confidence surround him. " okay, during this you can use your powers ............ bakugou how far could you throw in middle school?" shota asked holding out 2 softballs

" with just raw strength about 300 meters" bakugou walked forward his tails swaying, stopping in front of his teacher. shota nodded " 1 of these are weighted and the other is a normal ball it doesn't matter which one you take eventually you'll only be able to use weighted balls to train". bakugou smirked, rolling his eyes he reached for the ball that had the word weighted on it. 

"it's a fucking soft ball how heavy can i-oooff" the class watched  as the kitsune got dragged down with the ball. bakugou struggled to pick the ball up before finally huffing out a curse. " here, i don't expect any of you to be able to lift, it even with super strength." shota picked the ball up like it was nothing tossing the unweighted one at the blonde boy.

bakugou walked toward the circle that sat in the middle of the field. winding his arm up he stood there for a second, his eyes started glowing a deep almost red, orange. it seemed like water appeared out of nowhere, but the boy had gathered his sweat making it coat the ball as he threw it. the air helped push the ball as an explosion came from the boys outstretched hand and the ball itself.  " DIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE" 

' die?' was what ran through the watching students head, kirishima just cheered on his mate silently . his long fluffy red tail wagging and ears flicking, " 1008 meters, that's a hero in trainings score " aizawa said nodding to himself. " alright, now that you've seen what we will be doing we can move on,-"

" aizawa-sensei where is aizawa-kun Ohh er sorry your son?" Todoroki asked which came as a surprise to everyone. the watched their teacher walk over to his sleeping bag which laid on the ground . unzipping it a ball of green feathers fell out, glaring up at his father, izuku stood up walking over to the rest of his class. " okay now that everyone's, here lets get started" 

le time skip~

izuku pov:

we went through a series of exercises, normal ones like repeated side steps, sit ups, and seated toe touch. they didn't require any use of powers from a lot of people like myself i had yet to use my powers or put much effort into this. even so i was still within the top 4 but then aizawa called out that were are doing an long distance race. 

" to those of you with wings you are not aloud to fly, gliding is fine got it... good you guys will be racing from here around the entire campus but as you pass the dorms there are boxes sitting there pick them up and bring them back and be careful you'll need what's inside for the next test"