A now 14 year old Izuku stood before UA's gates. He'd spent the last four years training for this moment, and he wouldn't let it go to waste.

  He had almost perfected his Eighth style, he just needed to finish incorporating the Seventh's aggressiveness into each of his movement sets.

  Ten months ago Izuku had used the Force to save Bakugo from a sludge villain. They weren't friends, as Izuku thought he was too agressive, and a bit of a bully, but Izuku didn't hesitate to pull him from the slime telekinetically.

  The greenette walked through the doors with his battle saber up his sleeve. Izuku had assigned his lightsabers different roles. Green was for battle as a hero. Blue was for dueling another Force user, should he come across them, and using them together was when he was in dire peril.

  Izuku normally kept his green one on hand, up his left sleeve. It remained hidden surprisingly well, and could be easily accessed by either hand.

  Izuku took his seat next to the loud blonde and watched as Present Mic began his presentation.

  Robots. Excellent, that meant Izuku could go all out without needing to worry about harming real people.

  Izuku had gotten his lightsaber approved for the exam, stating in the request form: The lightsaber is not absolutely necessary for my quirk to work properly, however there are certain aspects of both weapon and quirk that can only be drawn out by their working in harmony.

  It had been approved, but he had been warned to be careful around others.

  Izuku walked out to one of the busses. The examinees had been allowed to wear whatever was most comfortable to them for the exams, so Izuku wore a white, sleeveless gi like garment, with loose fitting brown trousers and plain brown boots. He wore a brown belt tight around his waist that he clipped his lone black hilted lightsaber onto. Izuku had brown leather armguards on his forearms, mainly just for show.

  A few people sniggered at his odd attire, but Izuku ignored them.

  The robots were shown to have various weapons. None of them were plasma based, so Izuku wouldn't need the Second Style. The Third style would still be useful against most projectiles, and the Fourth's speed would do fine against any basic melee weapons.

  The intercom crackled on above their heads, drawing most people's attention.

  "START!!" Present Mic yelled, just as the doors opened.

  Izuku was off like a plasma bolt, drawing his lightsaber and cleaving a robot in two and continuing the swing, carving another robot up in the same movement.

  "What are you waiting for? There are no countdowns in real battles! That kid's got the right idea, go after him!!"

  Izuku cleaved another three robots up with one quick swipe, before darting down an alleyway.

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  "Interesting batch this year." A cowboy commented.

  "Indeed." A rat creature confirmed. "A few powerful quirks, and some interesting people in particular..."

  The rat creature typed for a moment before one camera in particular filled the screen.

  "Does.. does that kid have a Lazer sword???" A short man asked.

  "The hell did he get one of those?" The cowboy asked.

  The rat chuckled.

  "He says he made it himself. He requested it, however the schematics he provided showed a blue blade. It's safe to say he has more than one. Apparently, the weapon's and his quirk's full potential can only be drawn out by the other. I actually think he was correct." He said.

  "What makes you say that?" A scruffy man asked.

  Another few key clicks later, and a recording of Izuku was brought up.

  "He spun the 'lightsaber' at incredible speeds, slicing every rubber bullet out of the air at once." He said as the recording played.

  It showed Izuku facing off against three two pointers. They all fired a barrage of bullets at once, almost creating a wall of rubber. Izuku cut every bullet out of the air in less than a second.

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  Izuku jogged around the corner, picking up a dead robot and throwing it at another, crushing it.

  The ground seemed to shake, and Izuku looked up, unsure as to what was going on.

  A colossal robot towered over the city. Izuku raised his hand and pushed, keeping the robot locked in place using the Force.

  He waited for the other examinees to escape before looking around, searching for any injured or trapped teenagers.

  Izuku jogged over to a girl who was struggling underneath a slab of concrete.

  The greenette sheathed his lightsaber, clipping it back onto his belt, before raising his right hand and lifting the rubble and the girl.

  "T-thank you.." she said.

  Izuku smiled.

  "You're welcome. Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked.

  The girl shook her head.

  "I was stuck, but i think I'm okay." She said.

  Izuku set her on the ground.

  "Alright, let's go back. I think the exam should be over in a few seconds, so we won't have time to get any more points."

  Izuku walked along beside the girl, letting the Zero Pointer go when the buzzer rang a few seconds later.

  "That's the end folks!! Anyone who's injured can get looked over and healed by our very own school nurse Recovery Girl!" Present Mic said through the intercom.

  Izuku nodded to the girl, heading out of the exam area as she stood waiting for Recovery Girl.

  "Are you alright sonny?" A voice asked.

  "I am unharmed Recovery Girl. Thank you for asking however." He said without looking.

  Izuku stepped onto the bus and waited for the trip back to the main campus.