Battle Training!
"I'M COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" Loudly announced All Might as he entered the classroom - and no, he did not slam the wall with a door, he opened it like a civilized person.
Sirius lifted his head from the ceiling - more like looked down - and looked at the children at the tables. Each of them was thrilled to be taught by Hero Number One himself!
Black, not so much.
Since Black spent too much time in Aizawa's company because of their love for cats and coffee - Nemuri continued to call them brothers even after Sirius and Shota threatened her with a fate worse than death if she continued - one could safely say that he disliked the Hero as a teacher. He was something like Snape, a Master at his job, but shit when it comes to teaching. So Nezu decided it would be a good idea to pair them.
Sirius brushed a lock of hair from his eyes and decided to watch the shit show below him.
"It's All Might! I can't believe he's gonna teach us!"
"That's his silver-age costume!"
All Might walked over to the teacher's desk and struck a strange heroic pose.
"Hero Basic Training! A class that will force you to go through many training sessions to mold real Heroes out of you! It also gives the majority of your mark on the exam. . . No time for talking, today's activity is this!" All Might showed the class a card with the inscription 'Battle.' "Battle training!"
Sirius noticed a vicious grin that found its place on Bakugo's face, he thought he saw the smoke coming from the teenager's palms, but did not hear the explosions.
'Hmm.'
Kyoka Jiro and Toru Hagakure immediately looked at the ceiling, they heard his humm. The girls' eyes widened in surprise, but they decided to remain silent about his presence. They also wanted to see the reaction of the others when Sirius decided to show himself.
"And for that, you'll need these!" Toshinori took the remote control off the table and with the push of a button, shelves with twenty cases came out of the wall.
"Costumes!"
Sirius cringed. To tell the truth, most of the costumes - both Heroes and Villains - looked odd. He saw sketches made by Support Course students. One word. Aoyama.
But that didn't matter, because as soon as the students got up from their seats, he fell from the ceiling and landed on the teacher's desk. He glared at his students with a glare that could rival Aizawa's.
"Okay, who can tell me what the problem is?"
"Have you been there all this time?!" Kaminari shouted in shock.
He got chalked on his forehead for his screams.
"Yes! And almost none of you noticed it! CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" He threw another chalk at Denki's forehead.
Kaminari fell to the floor like a felled tree and just stared at the ceiling for a couple of seconds.
". . . Why me?"
"You don't dodge. Now lift your sorry ass off the ground. I want to see everyone is at Ground Beta in ten minutes. Anyone late will drink my coffee."
Izuku immediately grabbed his suitcase and almost flew out of the classroom. His classmates could only stare at his tactical retreat in shock.
"Erm. . . Sensei, what kind of coffee are you drinking?" Sato asked.
"Today it's black coffee with black powder, black strawberries, and a curse." He took a sip and flinched. "Oh, and a pinch of pain."
Toru and Kyoka were next to run out of class. Only after that did the rest of the students run towards the locker room.
Sirius drank from his stolen mug with a cat-print. He shook with soft pain that ran through his body and sighed.
"I love working as a Teacher."
Toshinori could only look helplessly at the madman with whom he had to teach. He was sure that Nezu did it on purpose.
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Meanwhile, in the locker room, Izuku looked at his suit. Since Alchemy got a lot of attention with lightning bolts, he decided to say "fuck it" and ask the Support Course for something interesting. To be precise, he completely stole the outfit from Scar - the alchemist from whom he had previously stolen the tattoos.
He quickly donned a white shirt, black pants with a white line on the sides, and a yellow jacket woven with kevlar to stop bullets and knives. On his feet were black steel-soled boots and a pair of hidden knives.
Revolver, already familiar to him, hung on his side, cold metal calmed the teenager with its presence. On his belt hung several removable modules with a variety of things - from a first-aid kit to a piece of metal, you never know what you might need in battle.
"Urgh! It's too tight!" Izuku heard Toru speaking from behind the wall. "Yes, I'm invisible, but these idiots had my measurements! Why is it so fucking tight?!"
One thing that many did not know about Izuku Midoriya was his good hearing. He often had to rely on his ears to avoid bullies from an early age.
"I get it. It feels like my legs are going to be crushed. And don't even get me started on-"
Izuku didn't hear the rest of the conversation, he had already left the locker room and power walked towards the Grounds Beta.
He walked past his classmates - who were shocked by his speed - and only stopped when he got to his teachers. Sirius looked at him for a couple of seconds and snorted. In the next second, small round sunglasses flew at Izuku.
"You forgot the most important part of the costume."
Izuku rolled his eyes but put on his glasses anyway.
All Might raised two thumbs in approval of his choice and continued reading the notes. Soon his classmates also came to the practice grounds and Hero Number One began the lesson.
"Looking good, Heroes! The costume is the second most important part of a Hero! The first is experience and powers!"
Sirius and Izuku both snorted and folded their arms over their chests. They spent enough time without any superpower to know that one can be a Hero without power.
Sirius became a Hero for all of Britain due to the death of his parents. And Izuku. . . Well, Izuku became a Vigilante by relying only on his mind and body. He saw real Heroes fighting Quirkless against Villains. He couldn't count how many times he was called a Hero when he led suicidal people from rooftops and bridges.
"Wow, Midoriya, cool costume!" Uraraka said from the side. "You kinda look like a bad guy, but in a good sense!"
'You haven't seen my Vigilante costume yet.'
Ochako wore a skin-tight suit with a space theme. On her head was a helmet with a pink visor, and on her feet were high boots that hid her legs to the knees. Izuku only thanked the student who made her costume because they didn't cover her thighs.
'No perverted thoughts right now! Fuck how I hate my hormones.'
"You look good too, but why do you need high heels? Won't they get in the way of the battle?"
Uraraka blushed and rubbed the back of her head.
"Yeah, I wish I was more specific with my requests. This suit is so puffy and curvy. . ."
"Ochako, that's a skin-tight suit. And I still think it looks great on you."
Uraraka blushed even more in embarrassment.
Mira and Kirishima looked at their two friends and exchanged glances.
"Do you want to add them to your book?"
"Yep!"
Mina pulled out a white notebook out of nowhere and made a new entry under the heading "Class 1-A."
{Izuku Midoriya x Ochako Uraraka.}
She immediately closed the book and put it away again. Kirishima thought that this could well be considered a separate Quirk, but decided to remain silent.
"All right! It's time for Battle Training!"
Iida raised his hand.
"All Might Sensei! This appears to be the same field used in the entrance exam. Will we once again perform the cityscape maneuvres?!"
"Nope! You'll be moving on to step two! Indoor anti-personal battle training!"
"Most of the Villains you see on your TV are fighting outside - thanks to Media for showing this shit every day - but statistically most of the fights take place indoors." Sirius took over from All Might. "Not much has changed in that aspect since the pre-Quirk era. I still remember how a small bank robbery got more media attention than a serial killer who infiltrated people's homes and left only mysteries behind. I think I broke a couple of his ribs when I finally found that bastard. . ."
Everyone decided to collectively ignore Sirius' last comment, preferring to think that venom hadn't completely left his system yet.
"You will split into teams of Heroes and Villains, and meet each other in a two-on-two battle!"
Asui tilted her head in confusion that didn't show on her face.
"So no basics training?
"Practical experience teachers you the basics!" All Might answered with confidence.
"And we need to see what level you are at. Yes, we saw what you are capable of during the entrance exam, but we also need information about your behavior in the battle against live opponents." Sirius continued.
"What determinates victory?"
"Can I just blast everyone away?"
"Are you threatening to expel us someone, like Aizawa sensei did. . ?"
"How do we proceed to divide ourselves into teams?"
"How fabulous is my cape?
"Wait, isn't there only nineteen people?"
Sirius took out his Wand and fired lightning into the air, this silenced the students and they looked at their teacher.
"The Villains will have to protect the nuclear weapons in the hideout. The task of the Heroes in this case is to get to the weapon and touch it. The Heroes have limited time to reach the warhead or capture the Villains. Naturally, the task of the Villains is to protect the warhead until the time runs out or capture the Heroes. Damage to the building too much and I'll take your points off, and your points will be removed for causing unnecessary harm to your opponents. I don't want to stop the fight to the death between the children, I had enough of that two hundred years ago."
Izuku raised his hand to draw attention and began to speak as soon as Sirius nodded.
"Nineteen students, ten teams. Where is another student?"
Black raised an eyebrow and looked behind the students.
"Right behind your back."
Sirius had never seen anyone turn their heads as fast as Class 1-A did. Right behind them stood a tall teenager with purple hair and circles under his eyes that could rival Aizawa's.
"Meet Shinso Hitoshi, from this day on he will be a part of the 1-A."
Shinso was wearing a suit that painfully resembled Aizawa's. He even wore the same capture weapon around his neck as their sleep-deprived teacher.
'It's going to be fun.' Izuku thought.