Episode 3 - The Dragon Queen Enrolls!

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❛ HELLFIRE ❜

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Y/n's eyes narrowed as she faced the man, an electric intensity crackling in the air. With a sneer, she bared her teeth playfully, embodying a fierce wildness. "And who are you to boss me around, squirt?" she spat, her voice sharp enough to cut through the tension. The man, tousled and mysterious, met her gaze with an unflinching calm that only fueled her fire.

"I thought you would've heard of me," she teased, a cloud of smoke curling away from her lips like the remnants of a challenge tossed into the wind.

With a heavy sigh that suggested a hundred frustrations, he ran a hand through his unruly hair. "I'm Aizawa Shouta, better known as Eraser Head," he replied, his voice low and firm. "And I'm afraid I must insist you come with me. You're under arrest for interrupting an entrance exam."

The air thickened with tension, a battle of wills sparked between them that neither was ready to back down from.

Y/n suddenly shrank, her body folding in on itself as a shimmer of ethereal light enveloped her. With a crackle that echoed like distant thunder, her form transformed, bones shifting and reshaping until the most breathtaking lady stood before him. Aizawa blinked, bewildered, as he rubbed the back of his neck, trying to comprehend what had just unfolded before his eyes.

The woman lifted her regal head, golden eyes shimmering like jewels under the soft glow of light. "I am Queen Y/n, daughter of Lucifer, Queen of the Hidden World, and mate to King Toothless," she declared, her voice melodic yet commanding. A regal aura surrounded her, palpable and undeniable.

Aizawa's heart raced, the gravity of her words washing over him in waves. "You don't just arrest a queen, you know," she added, a playful smirk dancing on her lips, as if the very notion of it tickled her. The world around them seemed to shift, the mundane fading into the extraordinary—a stark reminder that he was far from dealing with an ordinary individual.

Y/n cocked her head to the side, her eyes glimmering with mischief. "What cat got your tongue, mortal?" she teased, her laughter tinkling like delicate, ringing bells in the quiet air.

Aizawa's expression shifted from confusion to contemplation, and before he knew it, his instincts kicked in. He swiftly grabbed his capture gear, making it shoot out with a snap—binding itself around Y/n's wrists. The laughter in the air faded as she blinked at the restraints, her golden eyes narrowing only momentarily.

"Reinforced, huh?" she teased, shaking her head with a playful smirk. "Surely you know nothing is too strong for a dragon to break." With a flick of her wrists, the bindings shattered like glass, pieces drifting away in a swirl of enchanted light.

Aizawa felt a twitch near his eye as he tried to maintain his composure. "This is getting ridiculous," he muttered under his breath, though there was a hint of reluctant admiration at her sheer power. "I didn't sign up for this."

Y/n stepped closer, her presence radiating an undeniable allure. "And yet, here I am. You must learn, dear hero—there are realms and creatures beyond your wildest imagination. You'll need more than tricks to contain a queen of my caliber." She smiled slyly, a hint of challenge dancing in her gaze.

Y/n leaned down to meet Aizawa at eye level, her golden gaze piercing through him as a playful smile danced on her lips. "Now, I'll come with you willingly," she said, emphasizing the last word with a teasing lilt. "No other way, alright?"

Aizawa raised an eyebrow, both intrigued and exasperated. "Willingly? Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

She chuckled softly, the melodic sound wrapping around him like a warm embrace. "You should be honored, mortal. It's not often I choose to accompany someone. Consider this a rare opportunity!" She straightened up, her regal demeanor unyielding.

"Just remember, if you try anything foolish..." her voice trailed off, a glint of mischief in her eyes that hinted at her undeniable power.

"Yeah, yeah, I get it. Just let's not make this a habit," Aizawa replied, trying to maintain his serious facade despite the absurdity of the situation.

With a mock bow, Y/n extended her arm dramatically. "Lead the way, then, brave hero. Let us see where this adventure takes us!"

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"Haha! I can never let you taste death easily!" Present Mic was howling, his laughter echoing around the room. Y/n just sat there, unimpressed, her eyes half-lidded as she took in the scene.

In contrast, Principal Nezu stood calmly at his desk, smiling politely, while Aizawa merely groaned, slumped in his chair, ignoring his colleague's teasing antics. Y/n turned her gaze to Nezu as he clasped his paws together.

"So, I'm curious," Nezu began, his sharp eyes glinting with interest. "What brings you here, Ms. Y/n? Dragons don't usually venture into town. I didn't even realize dragons were... well, still around."

Y/n hummed, a low sound that seemed to rumble in the room. "I've been cooped up in my world for far too long," she replied, her voice calm and deep. "I wanted to see what the human world was all about. Just needed a change of scenery, you could say."

Nezu smiled, tilting his head curiously. "And so far, do you like it?"

Y/n shrugged, looking mildly unimpressed. "I saw a boy breaking his arm over some ridiculous stunt. I don't really think this is a school worth breaking your bones for."

Nezu blinked, a little surprised but quick to respond. "I assure you, it is! As heroes-in-training, we break our bones quite often—almost every day, actually!" He chuckled, as though this were the most normal thing in the world.

Y/n raised an eyebrow, clearly baffled by his response. "You humans willingly break your own bones and call it 'training'? You must be crazier than I thought."

Aizawa sighed from his chair, muttering, "Welcome to U.A. High."

Y/n shot Aizawa a look before turning her focus back to Nezu, studying him with keen interest. "You say that you humans have these things called 'quirks,'" she mused, the concept still strange to her.

Nezu nodded, his small paws folded neatly in front of him, listening intently.

"In my world," Y/n continued, placing a clawed hand on her chin thoughtfully, "we'd just call you 'overpowered' or perhaps 'blessed by the gods.'"

Nezu chuckled at that. "Well, I suppose quirks are our world's unique blessing. Though, we rely a lot on training and control. It's a blend of nature and discipline here."

Y/n raised a brow. "If it requires discipline to manage, then maybe it's not as 'blessed' as I thought."

Nezu smiled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Why don't you join the school and see just how wild it really is, Your Highness? I'm sure you'd find it... enlightening."

Y/n tilted her head, considering his offer with a skeptical glint in her eye. "You think I'd enjoy this chaotic 'training' of yours?" she asked, raising a brow.

Nezu nodded eagerly. "Absolutely. A queen of dragons would fit right in. After all, we're always looking for those with unique abilities—and a different perspective," he added, his grin widening.

Y/n chuckled, amused at the idea of joining a school full of humans with quirks. "Well," she said, a hint of curiosity sparking in her voice, "perhaps it wouldn't hurt to see what all the fuss is about."

Nezu stood up, smiling warmly as he held out a paw. "Then it's settled! Welcome, Your Highness, to U.A."

Y/n rose as well, reaching out to take his paw in a gentle, but firm grip. "Thank you, Nezu. I hope it's worth it," she replied, a small smirk playing on her lips, her curiosity outweighing her doubts.

Nezu's eyes sparkled. "Oh, I'm certain you'll find U.A. full of surprises!"

Aizawa sighed from his seat, already bracing himself for the chaos that would come from having a dragon queen among the students.