Angel: Back again with another chapter for this! This motivation spark is so good! I can't stop it right now! Enjoy! Or not, I don't know.

It was another day in Class 1-A, they were talking to each other while Aizawa had walked in.

Aizawa: Shut up. Another hero is going to examine your hero capabilities in a exercise. You'll be graded on how well you do. Do behave yourself.

Aizawa got in his sleeping bag and fell asleep. A loud boom had resonated from the classroom's door.

All-Might: I AM HERE!

His presence had a certain aura to it. He raised a brow at the hero. His classmates were fanboying/fangirling about All-Might, saying "The Number One Hero is teaching us!". Was it that big of a deal? Possibly, but he thinks everyone is the same before quirks were became the normal. Much to his disappointment, humans are quite greedy. If you have power, you can be deemed either a hero or villain. Many of his personas were heros and villains. Ranging from Angels to Demons.

All-Might: We are doing hero training! And what better way than experiencing it first hand? But you can't become heros...without your hero suits!

He clicked a button as the side of the room revealed 21 cases. Each with their name on it.

All-Might: Meet me at City A!

He runs off as some dust picked up. Makoto grabbed his case and quickly heads to the male lockers.

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All-Might took a glance around at the heros in training. There was one missing, Yuki Makoto. His family was known to be a great patch of heros just like the Tenya family. However, he had an unreadable expression most of time.

All-Might: Has anyone seen Young Yuki?

Izuku: Ah! He had to put something on his hero suit, he said something along the lines of a scarf and a red band.

Makoto: I'm sorry if I took so long.

They had all turned around to see him in a simple hero design with one coffin marking on his left shoulder, a yellow scarf around his neck and a red-knitted band around his right shoulder. The word SEES in fine bold black letters with punctuation dots in between each letter.

All-Might: Are you sure about your hero costume Young Yuki? You can always modify it.

Makoto: I'm a simple man with casual taste, with a bit of extremities. The scarf represents one of my close friends, the coffin signifies that we- as heros- will die in combat, and the red band is...a memento to keep fighting.

Tokoyami: Well said Yuki-san.

All-Might cleared his throat and began to explain how the exercise will play out. The casual heros vs. villains. The villains win if the clock goes to zero or if they both defeat the heros. The heros will win if they had captured the bomb or subdue the villains. However, the villains have a higher chance of winning since they can place the bomb where ever they want and place traps. The numbers were uneven, so Makoto had decided he would go solo facing against 2 opponents.

He was chosen as the villain in the exercise while the team chosen by All-Might which, by coincidence was Katsuki and Midoriya.

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Midoriya knew it was hopeless to convince Katsuki to work as a team. Even so he tried.

Izuku: Kacchan, we should make a pla-

Katsuki: Shut it Deku! The only thing important to me is beating that blue-haired emo boy! You either stay out of my way or go find the bomb!

Midoriya frowned. Either they win by subduing him or get the bomb. Yuki can win by knocking them out or the timer hits zero.

This was going to be hard...they barely knew anything about his quirk. Midoriya did write down how Yuki can heal people and can boost himself for a short time.

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Kyoka Jirou was watching one particular blue haired male. Her childhood friend Yuki Makoto. She watched him place the bomb dead center of the room. That was a poor choice of a place to set the bomb in some eyes, but to her, it was like a game to him.

Momo: Is he trying to lose on purpose or is he planning something far greater?

Jirou: Think of it as a game, he gives them the advantage at first and then he subdues them if they aren't working as a team. Katsuki-san looks like he hates Midoriya-san and is unwilling to work with him, while it is the complete opposite for Midoriya-san.

Ochako: So...he wants them to stray away from each other?

Iida: A cunning play for Yuki-san. As expected to come from a bloodline of heros.

Ochako: Oh! That's right, you two are cousins right?

Iida: We are indeed. He does not have the quirk bloodline like the Tenya family, but are similar in some ways.

A large boom had been set off...

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Makoto had equipped Fuuka's persona, Juno, to track down Katsuki's movements. It appears he was heading straight for him, he equipped Orpheus again while thanking Juno.

He casted Sukukaja, Marakukaja, and Tarukaja. It should be enough to last him for about 5-7 minutes. He had heard a loud boom...well. Let the battle begin.

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Midoriya did not know what happened. Katsuki had blasted ahead leaving him behind. He heard blast after blast as it seems that Katsuki had found Yuki. What surprised him was that the explosions had done nothing to the blue haired boy. Although the wall behind the boy was destroyed.

Makoto: Was that all Katsuki-san? The lack of firepower is laughable.

Katsuki gritted his teeth. How dare this emo boy look down on him?! He fired off another blast. It was the same result.

Yuki had only lightly flicked Katsuki's nose and he went off like a missile smashing into the wall.

Midoriya had charged towards him with a fist, Yuki blocked it, but wasn't expecting for Midoriya to grab his arm and sling him over his shoulder.

That would've hurt a lot if he didn't cast Marakukaja. He noticed that Midoriya was still looking at him as he flipped straight up and ran from him. Katsuki got back up and charged his special move, Howitzer Impact.

Makoto had barely dodged the explosion as Midoriya had been scraped by it with a few burns.

Makoto: That was too clumsy Katsuki-san.

He landed a chop to the neck as he tied him up. Midoriya had fell down to a knee only to find a black shoe knocking him down.

Makoto: It's best to just give up Midoriya-san.

Midoriya: But I can't...even if the chances and odds are against me...I want to keep fighting!

Makoto had looked at Midoriya just like that fateful day when he, himself stood against Nyx. It was endearing.

Makoto: Admirable...

He then knocked him out. All-Might had announced that he had won.

Angel: Another one bites the dust~!
Ah! I'll see you next time! Ciao!