Here's the new chapter. This one's more focused on Toga! Don't worry, Ochaco will make an appearance as well.

Note that I'll be using whichever names (first or last) that describe the characters better: Eg "Toga" instead of "Himiko" and "Ochaco" instead of "Uraraka".

Midoriya Izuku looked around nervously at the crowd, observing how everyone preparing for the test. A surge of emotions went through him: anxiety, eagerness and fear all rolled up into a ball of uncertainty that stuffed itself down his throat. How was everyone so confident at this? It was the test for one of the most prestigious schools in Japan, for goodness sake! Upon taking a second glance at the other candidates, he realized they even had equipment to match their quirks.

A glimpse of movement caught his eye, bringing his attention to a familiar figure. It was the nice girl who had caught him from falling! To his surprise, she was playing with a razor-sharp butterfly knife, the weapon flipping end-over-end in her slim fingers gracefully. A massive combat knife was sheathed on the leather belt wrapped around her girly hips, along with a strange folded black cloth attached with a loop. A cloak? A closer look revealed a third blade with a wooden handle and sheath strapped onto her thigh. Talk about not matching expectations; he didn't expect her to be a close-combat type. Gulping, he began to walk towards her, intent on thanking her for the help earlier.

"Hey, you!"

A firm hand grasped his shoulder, making him turn back. It was the serious-looking guy from the exam briefing...

"What are you doing here- are you taking the entrance exam to interfere with everyone else?" The taller teen glared, expression stony.

"N-n-no, of course not..." Izuku stuttered, backing away.

He could hear the crowd snickering, their snide comments cutting across the air like razor blades.

"That's the kid who was acting like an idiot at the front gate, right?"

"Yeah. The one who winced after being called out."

"I guess that's one less rival to worry about."

Lucky~ They chorused, seemingly looking down on him. Appearances do matter, after all- and poor Izuku didn't make the best first impression with them.

"Okay, START!"

Everyone stopped, looking towards the control tower in confusion. Start? Right now?

"What's the matter? There are no countdowns in real fights!" the pro hero Present Mic stood at its precipice, his hands whirling through the air vigorously. "Run, run! The die has been cast!"

Huh.

Huh?

Huh?!

Everyone had already rushed into the exam area, leaving the curly-haired boy in the dust. He cried out in distress and started chasing after them, yelling all the while.

"I'm already behind!"

[x]

Zero points.

Zero points he had. Zip. Nada.

Izuku ran around the test complex wildly, breath short and panting as he looked around for a target. He had to get some points before the test ended, or everything would be in naught. All Might had placed his faith in him, to botch this once in a lifetime chance was absolutely unacceptable.

The curly-haired boy rounded the corner and entered a wide open intersection strewn with the wrecks of the green test robots. Metal and wiring flew everywhere as the other participants tore the machines apart with their Quirks, each and every one of them hoping to even score a chance to enter the esteemed U.A. high. A tall figure blurred as he zoomed bast, using his momentum to launch a devastating kick against a two-pointer bot. The boy who lectured him earlier!

"That's 45 points!" The teen announced to himself, before speeding off in search of a new target.

Huh?

Nearby a blonde girl in a cardigan flipped and twisted through the air gracefully, jumping from bot to bot like a kid playing hopscotch as she jammed her knife into key points on their metal bodies and shutting them down instantly. The nice girl who helped him at the entrance!

"37 points!" She leaped off her current robotic victim and landed with a near-perfect combat roll, preserving her momentum as she dashed towards a three pointer-bot with a blade in each hand, laughing wildly. "Hahahahahaha~!"

Huh?!

Everyone was getting points left and right while he still had zero points. Time was running out, he couldn't afford to be afraid now! Izuku started to panic, head swiveling from side to side and desperately searching for a robot to defeat. He had to find one, and he had to find it fast before someone else claimed it.

A thunderous crash caught his attention as he whirled, facing the source of the noise. A robot? If he so, he should claim it for himself before-

Before...

The behemoth stared down at them from above, eight red eyes arranged in a grid glowing like burning coals. It wasn't just big, it was humongous- the machine towered over them, taller than a building as it pressed its massive metal hands along its side, concrete cracking and glass shattering when it advanced. The building started to crumble under its grip, causing a colossal explosion of dust and rubble.

The examiner, Present Mic, mentioned this earlier. The zero-pointer that everyone should try to avoid- he never mentioned how overwhelming it would be to face it up close. The construct raised its fist slowly… then brought it down into the ground with a deafening crash of metal against asphalt. A few of the smaller participants were thrown back violently from the shockwave, confused and stunned by the sheer power of this new enemy. Those that got up first immediately began to run in the opposite direction, intent on evacuating the area.

Izuku stumbled backwards and tripped, landing on his bottom while still staring at the gargantuan robot. He was petrified, unable to stop shaking though his base instincts told him to run away, to get as far away as possible from the unstoppable threat. The tall boy in glasses ran past him, sparing only a single glance before he sped off.

'This is a disaster! I've got to run, and still find a way to get more points!' Izuku thought to himself as he scrambled up from the ground, tears already starting to brim in his eyes. 'Shoot, shoot shoot, I'm still at zero points!'

"Less than two minutes left!" Present Mic's voice boomed over the loudspeaker, the announcement bringing a fresh wave of dread into the young candidate's heart.

'Two minutes?!' Memories of training with All Might at the beach flashed through Izuku's mind. All that hard work: blood, sweat and tears. It would be wasted if he were to fail now! 'Everything that All Might gave me will be wasted!' The thought was enough to make him cringe in despair as he ran, not daring to look back.

"Ouch!"

A girlish voice cried out from behind him… and he looked back. The blonde girl from earlier was flat on the ground, pushing herself up weakly as she winced in pain. Her leg was trapped under the rubble caused by the zero-pointer bot, causing her to struggle in an effort to pull herself free but to no avail. She was stuck immobile as the mechanical monster loomed over her tiny form, advancing with each passing second.

'It'd be bad luck if you fell, right?' The memory of her cheerful grin flashed in his mind as he watched her look back at the zero-pointer, her yellow eyes widening in panic. The rumble of the machine's tank treads were getting louder now. She'd be crushed into a pulp if she couldn't free herself...

Midoriya Izuku made his decision.

Gritting his teeth, he turned around rushed forward towards the machine in spite of his growing fear. Every step he took felt light as adrenaline coursed through his veins like fire. The boy flexed his legs, feeling power surge through the tendons of his limbs… and he jumped.

For a moment, he flew. He soared towards the robot, fingers flexing and forming a fist. The sleeve on his right arm disintegrated into countless scraps as the power of One For All roared through his muscles, an arm cocking back in preparation for the punch. There was no need to wait, no need to plan. Just pure thought converted to action.

'Squeeze your buttocks and yell this inside your heart-'

Izuku swung, generations of heroic legacy wrapped into his balled fist. The power of heroes gripped in the palm of his hand.

"SMAAAAAAAASH!"

He scored a direct hit on the machine's face, tons of metal crumpling under the blow like wet tissue paper as his fist impacted. There was the sound of steel twisting and warping as behemoth groaned, toppling back as the force of the punch rippled throughout its frame, explosions blooming along the entire superstructure. On the ground, every participant watched the miracle before them with mouths open in awe.

More explosions crackled and popped on the behemoth's metal exterior, its systems failing and shutting down critically. The giant collapsed to the ground on its back, defeated by a single boy.

'I did it!' Izuku thought, heart racing as he saw it fall.

"One minute left!"

The announcement woke him from his stunned state, reminding him he was still high in the air.

"Wooo-woooo-woooooaaaaaahhh!" He dropped like a rock, the ground rushing up to meet him as his body angled to the ground headfirst.

'Wait, this is All Might's power! I'm able to jump this high now, so landing should be a piece of cakeeeeeeeeeee?!'

Blinding pain and agony seared through his brain, his right arm and both legs flapping uselessly in the air as he fell towards his certain doom like a broken bird- the adrenaline in his veins was wearing off. His bones had been shattered by the power of One For All, unable to handle the sheer strength that coursed through them. All Might's words began to echo in his head.

'You have become a proper vessel, but it was one that was made in a hurry. Prepare yourself for the physical repercussions it will have on your body.'

'I'm such an idiot! A mere ten months was just barely enough time- I can just barely hold this borrowed power. I was being conceited for a second!' Izuku clenched his teeth, the sensation of falling and the pain of feeling his broken limbs was nearly unbearable. 'I've only been given the right to stand at the start line!'

His thought process seemed to quicken as the ground became closer and closer. 'Think think think! What do I do?! Detroit Smash! If I aim that move at the ground then-' He only had his left arm remaining, his other limbs broken with All Might's power. 'I just gotta- time it right- too early or too late and I'll die! Even if I succeed, I still won't have any points!'

Izuku clenched his remaining fist, preparing for the inevitable impact. 'But if I break my left arm, there's no way I'll pass!' Better to not pass than to end up a bloody stain on the pavement, his mind reasoned. The ground was growing closer and closer, he drew his left arm back-

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He yelled incoherently, about to unleash another bone-breaking smash. A blur appeared at the edge of his vision as something large and white slammed into his broken body, catching him mid-air and landing heavily with him in its arms in a princess carry.

His rescuer was a tall, muscular older woman who was wearing a strangely under-sized sailor uniform, her clothing clearly too small for her size. Glancing down she knelt down on one knee, putting down the boy gently on the asphalt. Without a word the woman suddenly turned away, looking nauseous as she grabbed a large black cloak at her feet she had seemed to place on the ground beforehand. Izuku watched with confusion then realization in his eyes as her form started to melt like hot wax, revealing the shorter and smaller figure of the blonde girl who was trapped under the rubble earlier.

The girl put one hand to her mouth while the other quickly wrapped the cloak around her torn clothing, eyes scrunched shut in discomfort. The cloak seemed to contort to her body when she tapped a hidden button, changing to become a skintight suit as it shrunk around her skin to fit her girlish form.

"Oh man, I think I'm gonna be sick." She groaned painfully, stumbling away from him to make sure she didn't puke on his broken body. Talk about adding insult to injury. Then, the poor girl threw up her breakfast a few feet away from him.

Izuku shuddered, still feeling the pain spiking through his body like an electric current. 'I'm safe… No, she saved me. Is she alright? She looks uninjured, at least.' The shape-shifter propped herself against a large piece of robot wreckage, still dry heaving as she slid her back down to the ground and came to rest in a sitting position. 'I'm so glad… and thank you!' He started to drag himself along the ground with his remaining good arm, the desperation clear in his eyes.

"If only I could just get one point!"

"Time's up!"

The announcement confirmed his worst fears; he had failed to even get a single point as the test ended. Shocked by the revelation the injured boy collapsed, unable to take any more as unconsciousness claimed his exhausted mind.

[x]

[One week later.]

It was unbelievable. Izuku clutched the letter with trembling hands, seconds away from tearing it open like a Christmas present. He could hear his mom faintly pacing outside his room, no doubt there to comfort him should the worst case scenario appear. Gulping, he gathered his courage and tore open the letter, revealing a silver disc that plopped onto his table unremarkably.

What happened next was far more impressive. The wondrous visage of All Might appeared, announcing his arrival.

"I am here, as a projection!"

"All Might?! Huh-" He looked down at the letter, then back to his Hero's victorious grin. "I thought this was from U.A?!"

"It's been awhile, Young Midoriya. There's been much to deliberate on so I had to do some paperwork, so I couldn't contact you. I'm sorry." All Might cleared his throat and continued unabashed. "I'm in this town for one reason only- I've come to teach at U.A."

All Might, at U.A!

A hand popped into the projection from somewhere off-screen, prompting for the hero to speed things up.

"Hmm, what's that? Get to the point?" An irritated wave from the hand. "But there's something I want to tell- Whatever I want to say later can be said later? Ah, fine. Alright."

"Ahem. Even If you passed the written portion, getting zero points in the practical… naturally results in failure."

Izuku looked down in disappointment, clenching his fists. The thoughts of his past failures seemed to come back to haunt him, their voices echoing in his mind like phantoms.

'What's a Quirkless loser like you gonna do about it, huh, Deku?!'

'There was absolutely no reason to put yourself in harm's way!'

'I'm pathetic.' The boy grit his teeth, swallowing his regret.

"But that's not the end of the story! I'm also an entertainer, please watch the screen." All Might boomed, pointing at another screen within the screen as he clicked a remote. Izuku looked up in confusion as the video started to play.

A girl with messy blonde hairbuns came into view, looking nervous but also rather excited as she rocked back and forth on her heels.

"Excuse me, but-"

The nice girl?

"She came to see us right after the test! Why, you ask? Stay tuned to find out!"

"Um, there was this curly-haired boy with freckles, you know the one? He's, uh, totes plain-looking." She gestured wildly with her hands in an effort to describe said messy hair. Izuku slowly realized she was talking about him. It's me! Present Mic was listening to her story, nodding silently.

"Is it possible for me to give him some of my points?"

Izuku froze, barely able to believe his own ears. What?

"At the end, I heard him say: 'If I can just get one point,'! So I thought, maybe he was still at zero points..."

The memory of him in the classroom resurfaced and Izuku seemed to hear the jeers of his classmates once more.

'What can you even do?!'

Another memory, his poor mother sobbing pitifully into his tiny chest as they cried together.

'I'm sorry Izuku! Mommy's so sorry...'

"I want to at least repay his kindness… at least however many points he lost because of me-"

The girl looked so happy, a warm smile full of gratitude blooming on her features. Izuku breathed in, eyes widening.

"I want to say thank you to him! That boy… he saved me!" She cheered, fists pumping into the air. He stood up, ignoring the chair rolling back noisily. The blonde bowed deeply, all while still affirming her earlier request. "Give him some of my points! Pretty-please, with a cherry on top!"

The video paused, zooming out to reveal All Might's massive back facing the camera.

"In addition to now having a Quirk, your actions spurred others to act." He turned, trademark grin on his face. "The exam the other day was not only graded on villain points!"

With another beep, the video resumed.

"Even if you ask to, you cannot give him your points." Present Mic explained to the confused girl, before reassuring her by patting her head and tussling her already messy hair. "Anyway, there's no reason to give him any, little listener."

"You see, we weren't just watching for villain-based points! A hero course that rejects those who do the right thing is no hero course at all! Call that lip service? Bring it on!" All Might faced the camera, confident and proud. "This is a job that requires risking one's life to put that lip service into practice!"

A green chart filled with numbers appeared behind the hero, scrolling lines of data came into focus as the numbers loaded. "Rescue points were also a factor here! Another fundamental way for U.A to evaluate you!"

The chart zoomed in to one specific name. His.

"Midoriya Izuku, Sixty points!"

He gasped loudly, expression contorting and overwhelmed with emotion.

"And Toga Himiko, forty-nine points!"

All Might smiled, his cheerful attitude never faltering. "You both pass."

Izuku could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. He made it. Against all odds, he had succeeded on the first step to becoming a hero. "This is too crazy..."

His hero extended an open hand towards the screen, beckoning him to his destiny. "Come, young Midoriya."

He gulped, hands trembling and eyes wet. His childhood dream… and now he was ready to take his first step.

"This is your Hero Academia!"

Months of hard work had led to this very moment. In the end, it had all been worth it; Midoriya Izuku's dream high school life was about to begin.

[x]

So much for the first day of school, Izuku thought. Unfortunately for him, both Bakugo and the tall boy who reprimanded him at the beginning of the entrance exam shared the same classroom as him. Izuku could already imagine what the coming weeks would be like. He jolted slightly when the taller teen came to notice him, marching over with a serious look on his face.

"I'm from Somei private academy-" he started to introduce himself, until Izuku cut him off with a nervous wave.

"I, um, heard you when you introduced yourself to Kacchan. Ah…I'm Midoriya Izuku." The curly-haired boy gulped, not used to facing someone that looked so serious. "P-pleased to meet you, Iida.

"Midoriya, you perceived the true nature of that practical exam." Tenya Iida, his newest classmate, admitted sourly as he grinded his teeth together. "I did not… I misjudged you! As much as I hate to admit it, you're the superior candidate."

Just as Izuku was about to retort that he didn't actually perceive anything, an excited voice behind him broke his concentration and caused him to jolt once more.

"Ah! That curly hair!"

He turned to face the newest arrival to the classroom, only to meet the blonde girl he'd saved in the exam, now up close and personal.

"The plain-looking boy!" She chirped, looking him up and down with a warm smile on her face.

'It's that nice girl! She's too cute in that uniform!' Izuku thought to himself, doing his best not to back away nervously. He wasn't exactly a smooth talker when it came to girls.

"You got in, just like Present Mic said you would! Makes sense though, that punch was awesome!" The girl punched the air cutely, imitating his assault against the zero-pointer. "Smashu~!"

"Umm, no, I-I mean, I have to thank you for speaking on my behalf… I… well…" He sputtered, face getting redder while she didn't seem to notice.

Woah, she's so close. She didn't seem to mind, perfectly fine with invading his personal space being the hyperactive girl she was.

"So we've got our entrance ceremony and guidance sessions today, yeah?" she rambled on, eyes gleaming with enthusiasm. "I wonder what our teacher will be like. Aren't you nervous?"

Before anyone could reply, a gruff voice interrupted their little conversation.

"If you're here to socialize, then get out."

In the hallway outside the classroom was an occupied sleeping bag, the man inside looking unkempt and gloomy as he gazed at them with half-lidded eyes.

"This is-" He produced a juicebox, then emptied its contents with a single slurp. "-the hero course."

Everyone stared at the figure, too stunned and unsure of how to reply until the blonde broke the silence with an excited high-pitched squeal.

"Uwwwahh, a caterpillar! You're a caterpillar, mister!"

"…I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Pleased to meet you." The man sighed unfazed, still looking bored and tired in his comfy yellow sleeping bag.

The same thought ran though everyone's minds at the same time. This guy's a teacher? Our homeroom teacher?

"You're a caterpillar, Sensei!" Toga reiterated, happy as can be.

[x]

[Meanwhile, in Chiba City...]

Uraraka Ochaco sailed through the air effortlessly, powered by her gravitational Quirk. She was currently dressed in a short, black body-hugging dress that emphasized her hips and legs, coupled with dark stockings with spats underneath and a pair of petite dress shoes. A pastel pink coat attached to her back via her Quirk was trailing behind her like a cape, the long sleeves billowing in the wind. A helmet with a darkened visor sat atop her head, hiding her facial features.

For the past few years she'd improved upon her Quirk by great leaps and bounds under the strict guidance and teaching of her teacher, so much so that she'd even gained some secondary abilities.

One such ability was to manipulate gravitational forces instead of just removing them, specifically control of 'directional gravity' on anything her Quirk affected, or rather, which direction gravity was pulling in. She adjusted her personal gravity forward to propel herself, it wasn't much of flying but more of falling forwards into the air with style. Another improvement she'd made to her Quirk was the fact that she was now able to cancel her effect with her mind instead of touching her fingertips together. It made things much more streamlined in combat situations.

Behind her she could hear the stomping of boots and the angry yells of a hero squad right on her heels. A sentai ranger squad, to be precise. Those guys were always so persistent and were especially dangerous when they worked as a team. They were mostly famous for their trademark super-move that combined all their abilities into one big blast guaranteed to deal some tremendous damage. There were even rumors that they had secret super robot mechs that could combine to form one big mech. She had dismissed that rumor as absolutely preposterous. Giant robots? It sounded like something out of a Saturday morning cartoon.

"Stop right there, criminal scum!"

"Halt, evildoer!"

"You won't get away with this!"

They were also prone to cheesy lines like those while in combat. What a pain in the neck. Ochaco ignored their cries, navigating her way through the coastline facility while dodging blasts that whizzed past her by inches. A quick look around told her all that she needed to know- they had evacuated the area once she entered it to prevent collateral damage. Perfect.

Target acquired. She whirled mid air to face them, giggling demurely as she kept herself afloat. Not that they could see her laugh- her darkened helmet visor kept most of her face hidden.

"Too late, Heroes!" Ochaco tapped a pile of nearby steel beams in an unfinished construction area, floating them into the air and angling them towards the secret hero radio transmitter tower.

With the destruction of this particular tower, she could punch a great big hole in the experimental hero communication net would take a least a few days to recover, allowing their other agents to slip in and out of the city with that window of opportunity. Now that she thought about it, the distraction she was causing now was probably letting some people take action at this very moment without attracting the attention of the heroes. Since they were currently right in front of her. Just as planned, Sensei! Anyways, why was a super secret hero comm tower near the coastline? Probably to throw off potential saboteurs or something. She didn't know and frankly didn't care either.

"Stay away from that transmitter, girl!" Red ranger, probably their leader, barked angrily while pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Make me." With a wave of her hand, the steel beams sped towards the transmitter with frightening speed, crashing into the structure with a horrific squeal of wrenching metal and sparking electronics.

"Oops. My hand slipped." Ochaco laughed, enjoying the hero team's stunned reactions. "I'm so clumsy~!"

A fire flared into existence within the wreckage and shortly blew up in a small explosion, confirming that the sensitive electronics had been utterly destroyed. Phase one complete. All she had to do now was get out of here-

"You're not going anywhere!" A pink dome of translucent energy blanketed the area, forcing Ochaco to stop mid-air before she slammed into the energy field.

The villainous girl narrowed her eyes, recalling the briefing about these particular heroes. Pink ranger, Quirk creates a huge energy dome, Only she can control who enters or leaves it. No one except her and her single target can be harmed while within said field. Has to be inside her own dome to activate it.

Red ranger charged into the dome, shortly accompanied by Green ranger. Green leaned back and fired a blast of something nearly invisible from his open palms, while Red created a surge of fire. The resulting explosion was a deafening thunderclap that split the air, the shockwave knocking her into the ground. She scoffed and kicked off the concrete, remembering their respective Quirks. Thick, billowing smoke clouded the area from the damage to the surroundings. The two idiots had blocked their own line of sight against a faster opponent: her. What a rookie mistake.

Green, Quirk that creates highly pressurized blasts of air but has to take deep breaths to charge it. Red, Quirk that creates fire from his extremities, mainly his hands and feet. Oxygen plus and Heat and Fuel. Together they combined their Quirks to create massive controlled explosions only to stun, not kill. They were heroes, after all. Now they couldn't be hurt while inside that stupid energy field so they could use their combo move as much as they liked.

It was already clear to her which one among the multicolored heroes was the biggest threat. Ochaco shot into the air and back through the thick smoke, searching for her target. There. She exploded from within the smokescreen, slapping Pink across the helmet and imbuing the Hero with her gravitational effect. Another blast from the pair clouded their vision but she ignored it, using her helmet's thermal vision to spot them easily in the smoke.

"Eeek!"

Pink barely had any time to cry out before Ochaco flung her across the dome, straight at her comrades. The teenage villain continued dashing within the smoke and brushed her fingertips along the wreckage of metal as she passed, sending several large pieces of it cartwheeling through the air in the two ranger's direction.

The female ranger was then inadvertently subject to friendly fire by her teammates, who had begun to shoot down everything they saw rushing at them through the thick smog thanks to the pieces of wreckage Ochaco sent their way earlier.

"Aggrh!" Twin blasts of air and fire hit the Pink ranger dead center mid-air, knocking her unconscious with an explosion. Her teammates lunged in to catch her, checking on her condition.

"Crap, sorry Pink!"

"She's out cold! The arena trap-"

True enough, the dome popped like a soap bubble once its master had been knocked out. Now free of her pinkish confinement, Ochaco took to the skies.

"Plan B! Do not let her escape!"

Bzzzt!

Streaks of yellow energy barely missed her, forcing the girl to retreat back down to earth. A second attempt, this time to box her in with long range attacks while their heavy hitters closed in. Not bad. Ochaco squinted, eying the figure around a hundred meters away. Yellow ranger. Long-range electrical energy bolts that get more powerful proportional to the distance traveled. Their mobile artillery and sniper. If she had continued her ascent he would have shot her right out of the sky. On the ground he couldn't risk his energy blasts hitting his teammates- he'd have to take his time to aim real slowly and carefully.

Red closed in, followed by Green. He swiped at her, unleashing a wave of fire that she sidestepped with little effort. The teen villain then dodged a flaming kick, wagging her finger teasingly. This close to each other they couldn't use their explosion attack without getting caught in the blast themselves.

"Hold still, you little troublemaker!"

"Sorry, I don't do requests." Ochaco smirked, expertly avoiding his precise kicks and bursts of flame. A second later and she was backflipping over Green's blast of air, grabbing hold of his uniform and turning him weightless. The girl twisted his arm and propped his body up as a human shield then pushed him forward, releasing her grip on him just in time for his floating body to receive a bolt of yellow lightning.

"Auuuuuuuuuugh!" The hero went slack in the air, limbs hanging and limp as she tossed him into a corner with her Quirk.

"Dammit, Yellow!" Red yelled indignantly into his helmet, despite having just committed the same act of friendly fire against Pink.

"What's the matter, hero?" Another deft flip and she in range, her hand rearing back and preparing to strike. "Feeling a little light-headed?"

"Plan C!" The crimson-clad hero howled, a literal wave of water answering by crashing into her from the edge of the docks. The liquid surged and flexed into a sphere, encapsulating her in a watery prison as Red picked himself back up, panting from exhaustion. Of course… Blue ranger. Quirk that turns himself into water. She'd been wondering where he was. Sneaky little snake, he had hidden himself in the sea and made his way to her while underwater. A secret weapon they'd kept in reserve.

"Keep her there! Yellow, hold your fire!"

Ochaco gurgled and frowned, keeping calm even with her air supply cut off. The liquid felt thick, feeling more like slime than water as she tried to swim through it but to no avail. She'd definitely have look into purchasing a sealed helmet with its own oxygen supply after this. Were they trying to drown her on land? How un-hero like. No, she reasoned: they were probably trying to let her waste energy by struggling, then give her air at the last moment. Only one thing left to do, then. Grunting, she activated her Quirk on the entire body of water, floating it into the air.

"Wha-" Blue bubbled in his watery voice, before crying out in alarm as the giant glob of water that was his body shot straight up into the sky. They hung hundreds of feet in the air for a moment before plummeting straight down, Blue screaming in fear while Ochaco laughed with exhilaration soundlessly in the water.

The glob slammed into the concrete, liquid splattering everywhere in a burst of water from the huge impact. Red was sent flying back into a pile of scrap metal, incapacitated by the sheer force of the blow. In the impact zone, Ochaco floated a meter off the ground, coughing to clear out the remaining water in her mouth before shaking herself off. Looking around her, she saw the puddles of water already starting to gather slowly, no doubt to form back into Blue. What a resilient Quirk.

As she righted herself, the villainess ducked just in time for a streak of electrical energy to whizz right over her head. Ah, right. Yellow. She turned herself weightless and kicked off the ground towards the ranger, closing the distance of a hundred meters in three long strides before he could fire off another shot. Seconds later she was inches away from his face, grinning brightly. This close, Yellow's electricity had the strength of a ticklish feather, no threat to her or anyone for that matter.

"That was fun!" Ochaco beamed, nodding excitedly. "Great strategy you guys had, but you should have brought out Blue earlier instead of keeping him as a trump card. You know, divided we fall and whatnot."

Yellow backed away slowly, confusion apparent in his body language even with his masked helmet on. Should he make some distance and try to zap her? No, she was too fast when she turned herself weightless- Maybe he could use his gloves which had been slowly building up charge to stun her-

"I'm gonna go home now, okay? If you try to shoot me in the back," Ochaco leaned in close, her voice a dangerous whisper as it sizzled through his helmet menacingly. "I'll fly you out a hundred miles and drop you off into the middle of the Sea. How'd you like that, battery boy?"

So she had suspected that he'd been charging up his electricity. Yellow let the energy dissipate into nothingness, unwilling to face her wrath. He didn't have enough charge right now to stun her anyways. The hero gulped nervously, holding both his arms up in surrender. Today, the Rangers had lost this battle. What a shameful display, he thought. Losing to a teenage girl. Unbelievable. Ochaco patted his shoulder encouragingly, causing him to flinch. For a moment he thought he felt something brush against his leg, but it was probably just his imagination.

"No need to be so twitchy, sparkplug! I mean, they probably have one or two ships passing by every few hours that would eventually rescue you. Lighten up!"

At those final few words, the hero felt himself turning weightless and starting to float off the ground. Before he could panic or say anything the effect ended as fast as it had started, causing him to fall right back to earth.

"Alrighty, I've got to go now, it was nice meeting you guys." Red groaned painfully from his pile of scrap while Blue gurgled, already halfway reformed. Green and Pink lay in a crumpled heap, still out cold. The villain vigorously shook hands with the confused hero before floating off into the air, waving goodbye. "See ya next time!"

Next time?

Ochaco shot off into the sky, slowly becoming a speck as she made distance. Yellow looked at his still shaking hand, then back to the horizon before collapsing onto his ass. She had… spared him? What a strange girl.

She was kind of cute, too. Scary, but cute.

[x]

The teenage girl hummed a little tune, a plastic bag with the label 'Chao Bao Zi' in her hand swinging back and forth lazily. She'd made sure she wasn't followed as she strolled down the dirty street, ignoring the hungry looks from guys she passed while dressed in her comfy civilian clothes. A lovely little girl like her was rather out of place in a dark, seedy district like this. She finally reached a dimly lit warehouse guarded by a small pair of dangerous-looking men, who nodded respectfully and opened the heavy steel door for her with a loud creak.

Ochaco entered the dark, secret hideout and made her way past the large storage tanks containing misshapen abominations with exposed brains, through the pitch-black winding corridors until she found a door protected by a pass code. She promptly keyed in the number from memory and entered with a big smile on her face.

"Sensei! I'm baaaaaaaack~! I blew up that super secret radio tower, just like you asked me to!"

Hearing no response, she called into the dark once more, unafraid of what lurked beyond.

"I bought some meat bunnnnsss~"

"Keep it down, will ya? The boss is in a call right now." A glasses-wearing man stepped out from a shadowy corner, the telltale glow of a cigarette near his mouth.

"Hi, Uncle Giran!" Ochaco drew a meat bun from the package and handed it to him with great cheer. "Here, take this! It will aid you on your journey."

"Heh. What the hell's that supposed to mean?" Nevertheless, he accepted the offering and took a big bite. "Thanks, kid."

"So who's on the phone? Is it-"

"Hey wait, you can't-" Giran choked, going forward to stop her. Too late. She rounded the corner and edged past the medical equipment, ending up behind the villainous mastermind who was currently in a videocall with her childhood friend.

"Ah, it's Shiggy! What's up, mister handyman-" She waved to the screen, not knowing that he couldn't see her. He certainly did hear her though, judging from his loud, painful groan of annoyance. Shigaraki absolutely hated it when she called him by that stupid pet name, even if she was like a little sister to him. In the end, he couldn't bear to be angry at her no matter how much she annoyed him.

"Ochaco, please. I'm trying to hold an important briefing with Shigaraki here." All For One faced the lit computer screen, surrounded by IV drips and various devices of unknown purpose.

"Oops, sorry!" She apologized bashfully, before bouncing right back and peering over the man's shoulder. "What's it about?"

"An offensive against U.A. We may finally have the chance to destroy All Might now that he's weakened." Shigaraki drawled, fingers flexing.

At the mention of the symbol of peace, all the cheer seemed to drain from her face. Ochaco's eyes seemed to gleamed with hatred, a snarl beginning to form on her features.

"Sensei, I want in." Her tone was low and dangerous as she gripped his shoulder tightly. Giran raised an eyebrow while the mastermind sighed, gently prying her off.

"I will have to refuse your request. Patience, young one." He held up a finger to stop her before she could interrupt. "There's also a high possibility that this mission will end in a failure."

"But-"

"Shigaraki is to lead this operation. Remember what I trained the both of you in." He coughed, the tube in his throat rattling slightly with every breath. She remembered, all right. Shigaraki was trained to be the 'head' while she fought on the front-lines as a 'hand'. She had more combat training while he had more leadership training. Both apprentices' roles were supposed to complement each other, shoring up each other in areas where they were inadequate. However, it was still undecided who would ultimately be the mastermind's successor... both students displayed extraordinary talent in villainy.

"Why am I not participating, then?" Ochaco asked, confused. "Surely I would be able to help-"

"I would not want to keep all my eggs in one basket, child. You will take part in a future operation." An image of Nomu popped up, his gruesome visage front and center on the screen for a moment before switching back to Shigaraki. "For this mission Nomu will be the key to success. Losing him means the mission is a failure. The same can be said if pro heroes arrive in time to contain him."

"That won't happen, Sensei." Shigaraki grunted, looking rather displeased by what he was hearing.

"In the event that it does happen, you and Kurogiri are to abandon the mission and return to base immediately. No sense in wasting valuable time and effort."

"What about the roles of the other villains that will be accompanying me?"

"Other villains?!" Ochaco exclaimed, looking outraged that she wasn't invited to the party. "Hey!"

"We'll use that man with the electrical jammer quirk to punch a hole in their defenses, stop their communications and intruder sensors. There shouldn't be too many people there at that particular time if the reports are accurate; a class of twenty kids, plus the rescue hero Thirteen and All Might. As per your decision earlier, Kurogiri will split the kids up by warping them to different areas of the facility. I trust you already organized the attackers into various battle groups?"

"Yeah, groups of ten. Two ranged squads, three brute squads, an underwater squad, and a defense squad to protect our jammer." Shigaraki paused to scratch at his neck, then seemed to remember something. "And Nomu. That makes seventy-two in total, not counting myself and Kurogiri."

"Wha- How come so many people get to go while I can't? How come Shiggy gets to have all the fun?" The girl unintentionally rhymed, huffing and looking a little upset.

"They are expendable. Cannon fodder, if you will." All For One raised a hand and gently rubbed her head, trying to calm her down. "Only Shigaraki and Kurogiri are irreplaceable. Nomu is... subject to retrieval if possible. He's a valuable asset, after all."

"Hmph. Well, good luck on your mission then. It's not like I wanted to come along or anything!" She turned away, pouting like a spoiled child. Her mentor could only sigh while Giran continued to munch on his meatbun in the corner. Some things never changed, it seemed.

"Get it done, my apprentice. Report back to me as soon as possible."

"Understood," The villain rasped from the other side of the screen, nodding. "Shigaraki out."

The screen turned black with a loud beep and soon every eye in the room locked onto Ochaco. All For One was a special case since he didn't have any eyes.

...

...

...

"That was most inappropriate behavior, little one."

"Have to agree with that, kid. Kinda rude to just barge in, don'tcha think?"

"What?" Ochaco grumbled, annoyed. "I just wanted to be there to take down All Might. I wanted to join the raid party too."

"You still have much to learn… not everything is a race for glory, Uraraka Ochaco. Good things come to those who wait- you will have your chance for revenge."

The girl looked contemplative, then turned away with a sulk on her face. All For One turned to Giran for advice, to which he replied with a roll of his eyes and a shrug. Teenage girls, his expression seemed to say. Who knows what the hell they're thinking.

"Fine. But only because you're always right." She finally chuffed, reaching into the bag for more pastries. Her mood seemed to change like the weather, but always took a turn for the worse whenever All Might was mentioned. Strangely, she always seemed to bounce back easily enough. "Here, Sensei. Have a meatbun."

"No thank you, child. I-"

"Nonsense! Everyone loves meat buns!" Ochaco waved the pastry under where his nose should be, prompting only a silent response as the mastermind's mouth narrowed to a dangerously thin line. "The only people who don't like it, have never tried it!"

"Err... Ochaco hon, you really shouldn't..." Giran tried, only for the girl to ignore him completely.

"A man who never eats meat bun is never a whole man!" She quoted, still trying to shove the treat into his mouth. "Come on, Senseiiii~! Try it~!"

Reluctantly, the disfigured villain took a small bite, much to the girl's delight. Nobody ever refused her when she made those puppy-dog eyes at them.

"That wasn't too hard now was it? It's super delicious! This little batch cost quite alot, mind you."

"Where did you even get the cash to buy those, anyway?" Giran looked perplexed. "I thought you haven't received your monthly allowance yet, and neither of us has given you any money."

"Oh, I sort of stole a wallet off a Hero team I beat up earlier." she answered nonchalantly, holding up a gaudy yellow wallet. "Look, it even has some shopping coupons in it!"

[x]

Izuku sighed, cradling his recovering finger. What a day. He was barely able to control and divert One For All to just his fingertip during the physical test to throw that baseball- any more and his entire hand would have been affected instead. He'd have to learn how to manage All Might's tremendous power- or else he'd just end up breaking every bone in his body when he fought. Aizawa-sensei was right- he had to control it, lest he end up useless after saving just one person.

"Midoriya!" Iida called out from behind, catching up to him. "Is your finger healed?"

"Yep. Courtesy of Recovery Girl." The boy nodded with a nervous smile. Iida seemed like a scary person but was actually just really straightforward.

"You two~ going to the train station? Wait up~!"

The blonde jogged up to them, eying his bandaged finger curiously. For a moment he thought he saw her lick her lips with a hungry expression, but when he blinked again she was back to her normal excitable self. How... odd.

"Ah, it's the Fanged girl."

Fanged! Izuku gulped. Adorable she may be, but those dangerous-looking incisors made him slightly nervous as well. Little did he know that they'd soon get over it as they got to know her better.

"I'm Toga Himiko! Um, Tenya Iida and Midoriya, um… Deku! Right!" Another wide grin, unknowingly showing off those sharp, pearly-white teeth. Her smile was so bright he started to think he needed a pair of sunglasses. "Nice to meet you~!"

"Deku?!"

"Hmmm? During the physical test, the Bakugo guy said 'Damn you Deku!'", right?" Toga unsuccessfully tried to imitate the hotheaded boy's voice, only resulting in her making a cute growl like a puppy.

"Um... my real name is Izuku, 'Deku' is just what Kacchan uses to make fun of me..." he mumbled, looking rather embarrassed. Considering the situation, he had every right to be.

"A derogatory pet name then?" Iida hummed in thought, a hand on his chin.

"Uwaaah, sorry!" Toga apologized sheepishly. "But 'Deku', well, it just screams 'Do your best!' I kinda like it, the way it sounds."

"Deku's fine!"

"Midoriya!"

[x]

[After the failed villain attack at USJ comes the sports festival.]

The atmosphere in the classroom was charged with excitement, everyone was busy speculating what would happen during the grand event.

"Everyone's so excited..." Izuku observed a group chattering away loudly, already discussing what sort of events there would be and how they were going to make themselves stand out.

"And you aren't?" Iida asked incredulously, tensing his body and swaying from side to side. "This is our big chance to add our names to the ranks of heroes. Of course we're in high spirits!"

"You've got a unique way of showing it, Iida. It's weird." Tsuyu piped up from nearby, watching them with Ashido by her side.

"Midoriya, don't you feel the same?" Iida continued, asking for his opinion with gesturing hands..

"Yeah, I get that, but-" Izuku started, replying to the taller boy.

"Deku... Iida..." Toga's usually cheerful voice was now low and rumbling, as if storing up power.

"Let's do our best at this sports festival!" She growled triumphantly, a hotblooded expression on her usually excited features. Her eyes glinted with enthusiasm, promising victory to those that followed her, and destruction to those that opposed. "Hoorah!"

"What happened to your face, Toga?!"

"Hmm? You're not looking very Toga, Toga. You're usually so carefree about stuff." Ashido blinked in surprise. The two girls had become fast friends considering their similar happy-go-lucky personalities.

"Maybe it's that time of the-" Mineta began, only to receive a light smack on the face by Tsuyu's weaponized tongue.

"Everyone, I'm gonna do my best!" Toga announced, fist raised high in the air. "YEAAAAAHH!"

"Errr... yeah."

"What's wrong? Your personality is all over the place."

'Now that I think about it, I've never asked her...' Izuku thought to himself wordlessly.

[x]

At the cafeteria before lunch, Izuku finally managed to work up the courage to ask her about her motives.

"Toga," He began, catching her attention while they walked together as a trio.

"Yeah?"

"Why did you decide to come to U.A. and become a pro hero?"

"Huh? Um... because..." The blonde looked embarrassed, rubbing the back of her head nervously. "It's a long story, you guys sure you want to hear it?"

"If it's about you, I'd be glad to!" Izuku replied simply, unaware of what he'd just implied. The girl's cheeks turned slightly redder than their usual tinge, not that anyone actually noticed.

"O-okay. Here goes." She took a deep breath to compose herself, then exhaled. "I want to show people that your Quirk doesn't define who you are as a person."

"Eh?" Both boys blinked in confusion, staring at her blankly.

"My dad had a rather... villainous Quirk. His Quirk allowed him to consume the blood of others to grow stronger. The more blood he consumed, the stronger he got. A little bit like a vampire."

Noticing their stunned and shocked reactions, Toga giggled and waved them off before they could speak. Both of them were already in mid-apology when she put a finger to her lips.

"No need for apologies, I have gotten much worse looks when I tell people about it." She beamed, presenting a toothy grin. "Anyways, when he was young my dad had dreamed of being a hero, but with a Quirk like that people only seemed to fear him as a villain, even if he wasn't actually one. He didn't get to become a hero... but he did become a great doctor and get to save thousands of lives after all. Turns out his Quirk also allows him to diagnose medical conditions in an instant with just a tiny sample of blood!"

"That's amazing, Toga!"

"I agree, most impressive."

"Moving on~" the girl continued. "When I was younger, people were really scared of me when the found out what my Quirk was. It was the same for my father."

"Toga, you're a perfectly normal girl." Izuku began. "There's nothing wrong with you."

"That's when I decided!" Toga declared proudly, unashamed. "I wanted to show the world that even people with so-called villainous quirks can become heroes. I wanted to be a Hero like Gang Orca, or Centipeder! Scary, but also awesome!"

"Err, we don't think you're very scary." Iida commented. "Also those Heroes are mutant-types. You look completely normal by comparison."

"Uwaaah, sorry it's such an selfish reason." She blurted, finally calming down and smiling awkwardly. "You two have such admirable motivations, it's embarrassing for me..."

"No, I don't think it's selfish at all!" Izuku remarked, hands moving up and down excitedly. "I think it's wonderful that you want to inspire others to be heroes no matter what their Quirks might be!"

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to improve upon how society views certain quirks and people. I say that it's an admirable goal to be proud of!" Iida nodded in understanding.

"Ehehehe, thanks guys. Sorry if I got a little overexcited, this isn't really something I usually tell other people... y'know, I actually wanted to work at the hospital with my parents. But..."

[x]

A young Toga faced her labcoat-wearing mother and father, determination etched on her four-year old face.

"Hmmm? You want to work for us?" Her father rumbled, confusion apparent on his features.

"Yeah! When I get big, I wanna help out you and mommy!" she shuffled forward clumsily with tiny legs, coming to a stop before the pair. A childish but confident grin was presented to them.

The muscular man smiled, getting on one knee to ruffle her hair affectionately. Behind him her mother smiled as well, her white hair flowing gracefully like silk.

"I appreciate the thought, Himiko." He continued to pat her head while his wife giggled, a demure hand coming up to her mouth. Her mother's eyes, irises edged in black as part of her Quirk, gazed at her lovingly. "But as your dad, I'd be even happier if you could achieve your dream of being a hero. When that happens, let's all go on a vacation to Hawaii!"

The child looked to her mother for an opinion, who praised her with a warm, kind expression. "My sweet, precious child... You are who you choose to be."

"Daddy... Mommy!" The little girl rushed into her father's chest with a delighted squeak, her mother joining them shortly in a big family hug. They might be a little different from other families, but their love for each other was stronger than ever. The girl snuggled warmly in her parents' loving embrace, safe and secure.

[x]

Toga gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, remembering the love of her parents.

"I'll definitely become a Hero, and clear the stigma associated with these so-called villainous Quirks. I'll make them understand that people aren't defined by their Quirks, but by their actions."

She stared right at the two boys, confident and determined in her goal.

She's not just aspiring to be a hero... she wants to change society for the better. Izuku thought, marveling at her dedication to her cause.

The silence between them was broken by Iida, who started clapping loudly out of the blue.

"Bravo, Toga! Bravo!"

"Eh? Um, thanks-" The blonde looked even more bashful now, inadvertently playing with her fingers since she couldn't bring out her butterfly knife while in school.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Loud booming laughter drew their attention as all three spun around to face the source of the magnificent sound. There's only one person who laughs in that trademark, mighty way.

All Might rounded the corner, dressed in an immaculate black business suit while looking glorious.

"Young Midoriya is here!"

"All Might? What's the matter?" Izuku exclaimed. His two companions could only look on with amazed expressions at the living legend.

"Lunch! Wanna eat together?" The number one hero asked, holding up a lunchbox that looked absolutely tiny in comparison to his massive hand.

"Pfffft! He's like a maiden!" Toga giggled uncontrollably, the juxtaposition almost too much for her.

"How about it?" The hero prompted, to which both Iida and Toga sent a nod towards Izuku.

"Um- Yeah!" He nodded right back, acknowledging them. "I'd love to."

The two of them watched him go off before making their way into the cafeteria, chatting about what had just happened.

"I wonder what he wanted with Deku." Toga puzzled, waiting for the line to move as they queued for lunch.

"I heard when All Might was attacked by villains at the USJ incident, he rushed out alone to help. Perhaps it's about that?" Iida wondered, using his hands for emphasis.

"Oh yeah!"

"Remember what Asui said on the bus?"

'Your Quirk is like All Might's.'

"The boundless power they both had are similar, too. Maybe All Might has taken a liking to him. He's amazing." During his explanation, Toga kept nodding her head in understanding. They didn't notice a certain classmate was paying close attention to their conversation, his icy blue eyes narrowed in thought.

'All Might... and Midoriya Izuku...'

Mini-Omake: How did Toga and Deku beat Iida and Bakugo in the hero vs villain combat simulation?

Toga faced down her opponent, the faux nuclear weapon guarded by Iida. She couldn't beat him in speed... and any grapples she tried just resulted in him zooming around and throwing her off. He was literally too fast to pin down. All she needed was a window of opportunity. One that Deku would provide. She felt bad for him to suggest this sort of plan but he had insisted, assuring her that he would be fine despite his self-harming Quirk.

Just as she finished her thoughts, she heard her partner's voice emitting from the radio transceiver in her ear, giving her the signal to move. The ground exploded from beneath and she darted forward, using the flying rubble as cover. Iida shielded his face with his arms, alarmed by the sudden explosion- Now that she was out of his line of sight, she ducked and weaved through the debris. She stopped thinking, stopped feeling, becoming one with her surroundings. A technique her mother had taught her that she was still in the midst of perfecting. It wasn't as flawless as what she'd been taught, but it would have to do for now.

Iida noticed she was missing, looking around frantically for her- she was just out of the cone of his vision... he would notice her in around a second. No time to lose, she quickened her footsteps and jumped, then used him as a stepping stone as she bounced off his shoulder. She landed on the fake nuke, hugging the warhead with victorious glee.

"Safeeee~!"

"The Weapon!" Iida screeched, horrified. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH-"

Mini-Omake: Toga at the USJ villain attack

"Thirteen!" she cried in shock as the teacher fell, downed by his own power. Dammit, they had just lost their only pro hero. They had to get Iida out of here so they could warn the other teachers!

The black mist ignored the incapacitated hero, snaking towards Iida like a shadowy serpent. He was nearly upon him when Shoji, the tall boy with multiple arms, slammed into his smoky form to cover the speedster. Toga rushed in, seeing the mist slither out of his grip easily through the gaps. There must be some way she could-

The metal plates on his neck. Of course.

The girl jumped, wrenching the Villain's misty form to the ground by grabbing at those metal plates. If he was wearing those, he had to have a tangible body in there somewhere. A hidden blade slid out from under her sleeve, ending in her bringing the gleaming edge up to where she estimated his neck would be. The blonde always kept at least one emergency blade on her person, rules be damned. She was now more careful not to let any teachers find out after Aizawa-sensei found and confiscated around three of her weapons.

"Don't move smoky... or I'll bleed you, real quiet." She hissed threateningly, attempting to scare him a little. She didn't actually intend to inflict some lasting damage, maybe just a small cut so she could take a blood sample and be able to present his features to the police. "Got that?"

"My, my. How villainous." The darkness chuckled, and his head of smoke wrapped around her weapon, she could feel the mist closing around the blade and snapping it in twain. His head could form a warp portal too?! She flipped away from him, not wanting the same to happen to her hand. But thanks to the precious few seconds her little tussle with the villain had cost, Iida had successfully made it past the doors and was now headed to call for reinforcements.

"Tch... one got away..." The villain seemed to fold in on himself, disappearing into nothingness as he warped himself away. Toga and the others made their way to Thirteen, checking to see if he was alright. Ragged breathing wheezed from the damaged suit, but the hero within was alive to fight another day. Now they just had to sit tight and hope that the other teachers arrive soon.

Thanks for reading, I had fun writing this.

Author notes:

I'm sorry I had to turn the USJ incident into an omake... Ochaco (Toga in this fic) didn't really play a huge part in that incident. After all, this is an Ochaco-centric fic, with snippets/interludes of Toga included sometimes. I'm sure somebody else has already written a better fic with Toga as a U.A student.

I had to nerf Toga a bit, since she isn't the experienced villain in this story (that's Ochaco). Toga gets nauseous when she changes form so quickly; she has to take her time to shapeshift, unlike in the manga where she can do it instantly and without consequence.

Conversely, Ochaco gets a power and physical upgrade due to her years of training under AFO's guidance. She also knows martial arts and is excellent in zero-g combat. No longer gets nauseous when using her Quirk on herself, plus an increased weight limit.

Edit: Updated cover image.

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