Chapter 15: [Crimson Combat Experience : Tournament Arc]

The moment Izuku and his team appeared right in front of him, Todoroki knew he was extremely short of reliable options to deter the vampire. Blasting ice at the air-born team would get his on team caught in the crossfire, possibly disqualifying them from the competition. Right now, Shoto was seeing the world slow to a crawl as Izuku's clawed hand approached him, the aim could not be more obvious. It was exactly as the vampire had said before. He didn't need to hide his intent or try any fancy trick, nobody would be able to stop the green-haired vampire from achieving his wish for victory. It was at this point that Shoto felt something inside him shift. It was instinctual, an act of desperation born out of his desire to not be prey to this predator; it could be called [survival instinct], as nothing else would fit the description better.

As the sharp claws got closer to his forehead, Shoto unconsciously called upon the other side of his quirk. Fire burst from his left side, the crescendo of fiery flames spreading almost like a living being, dedicated to the sole goal of protecting Todoroki. The flames licked the hand of the attacker, making the vampire recoil his limb in sudden pain, the precious seconds giving Todoroki and his team enough time to skid to the side and barely dodge the train that was Team Mineta (Midoriya), said group almost falling to the ground as their shadowy platform was suddenly diminished.

Izuku hissed in pain, yet still managed to hold his team together with his blood tendrils, managing to save them from losing the competition. As they stumbled to try and get their bearing, the vampire did his best to expand his shadow and summon many shadow spikes to dissuade the advance of the other teams that tried to use the moment and capitalize on it. It had the intended effect, the various groups suddenly having to swerve and dodge out of the way of the dark matter weaponry.

"Damnit, I wasn't expecting him to really use it!" Izuku complained to himself, the skin of his arm presenting many first-degree burn bubbles. Nothing too troublesome, since it only affected him. It wasn't even bothering him anymore, as the burns healed quickly enough for it to look like he was merely licked by the flames instead of burnt. That, however, did not stop the vampire from openly frowning at Todoroki and his team. "Not going to use your left side, Todoroki? I hate to break bad news to you, but you suck at promises!" Izuku prickled the barb at the other teen. He wanted to provoke Todoroki, he was just surprised that it took only this much for the teen to break.

"HERE COMES THE FIRE! TEAM MINETA WAS AT A FULL-OUT ATTACK, BUT TEAM TODOROKI IS BRINGING OUT THE BIG GUNS! THE TACTIC FROM THE VAMPIRE FALLS IN FRONT OF THE FLAMES OF TODOROKI! HOW IMPRESSIVE, THE EFFORTS OF OUR TWO TEAMS!" Present Mic hyped the crowd, many spectators shouting at the sudden flames that emerged from the yougest Todoroki. It must have been a great surprise for the crowd, seeing Shoto being capable of using two powers.

Shoto was already aware of the fact that his fire had saved him. The fact brought about a multitude of unpleasant feelings, considering that the odious flames that belonged to his father had, ironically, saved Shoto from one of the most challenging opponents in his class. A pit formed at the bottom of his stomach, the heavy sensation something that he was not used to. He glanced at Midoriya, fully aware that the vampire had just mocked him for his lack of commitment to his promise of never using his left side in battle. That stung just as equal as the fact that he was relieved that Midoriya had not managed to steal his headbands.

"Izuku! Are you alright?" Mei's worried shout echoed, making the vampire wave his hand at his team, the blood tendrils shifting so as to not hold to one place for too long and cut the circulation of his friends. The girl would be the one to see that he had been hurt by the burst of flames, nothing truly being able to escape her eyesight.

"Just a light burn, it's already gone." He replied, recalling his shadows and focusing in his own blood. As the dark spikes retreated and merged back to his own shadows, Izuku tried to cover his hands with his blood gauntlets, but he only managed to cover them with a thin layer instead of the usually bulky armor pieces. I have too much blood out of my body right now; I'm feeling a bit hungry.

Using so many of his abilities in succession like this was a new experience for the vampire, so his tuned [Advanced Hemomancy] was working in overdrive to both support the use of his life liquid as well as work on the other quirk factors currently locked. He had to choose between bulking his personal defenses or the safety of his team. The crimson glow of his pupils became akin to those of floodlights as he gave up on equipping the bloody armor pieces and focused on holding his team in place.

The light emanating from his eyes made Todoroki and his team very apprehensive to be facing the vampire right now.

"Todoroki-san, we need to act now. Since you decided to use your fire, please lay suppressive support while we rush Midoriya-san! He doesn't have many ranged options to counter it; I noticed that he has strengthened his hold over his team members, so we might even be able to defeat him completely!" Yaoyorozu seemed rather overly willing to exploit the momentary weakness of Izuku, going so far as to suggest they break the vampire's team formation and disqualify him from the competition. It seemed that vampire had done something to offend the girl.

However, Todoroki seemed out of his game. He stared at his own hand for a few moments, still unbelieving that Midoriya had drawn fire out him. It took another joust from Yaoyorozu for him to snap back to reality, eyes hardening with cold determination.

"Iida! You were telling us about a special move?"

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They seem to be getting ready for something. Damnit, I should have managed my blood use better. The vampire complained to himself, his focus split between having to hold his blood tendrils around his team and using his shadow powers to defend against the sudden influx of attacks that were being flung at them. Considering the final minutes were ticking down, it made sense for the remaining teams that didn't have enough points to try their last chance at the high-value target that was around Mineta's forehead.

That meant a lot of dodging and running away from the other teams and being pressured by the persistence of Team Todoroki. It was good that Izuku had a snippet of information, thankfully due to his enhanced hearing, that being that they had one last technique they were willing to try against him, which relied heavily upon Iida's quirk.

Having already developed a few ultimate moves of his own, Izuku was constantly in the lookout for any suspicious act that the Tenya youngest might try. His diligence in watching the stiff teen paid off; he noticed that the team stopped their relentless pursue for a few moments, the time being of extreme essence in these last moments. That sudden stop though allowed Iida to rev up his [Engine] quirk, the exploding noises that roared in the teen's legs made Izuku's hairs stand up, his crimson eyes widening as Team Todoroki shoot at them with absurd speed.

If Izuku wasn't so busy with that, he might have noticed the vicious glint in Yaoyorozu's eyes, or the sheer intensity in Todoroki's stone-like eyes. The rich girl shone in light, a bi-effect of her [Creation] quirk as it worked to produce a thick blanket that Todoroki pulled over himself and covered his team however he could. The only exception to that was Kaminari, the dumb grin over his lips made Izuku curse out loud.

The vampire began recalling his blood with all his focus, leaving the control over his shadow powers mostly to instinct. The [Inner Beast] growled in pleasure as Izuku's grasp over the iron cage in his mind slipped up, one of the "bars" snapping and allowing [Hunter Instincts] to snatch control of his shadows. The roar in his head could only be heard as one thing.

[BLOOD!] [BLOOD!] [BLOOD!] [BLOOD!] [BLOOD!] [BLOOD!] [BLOOD!]

[BlOOD FOR US! LET US FEED!]

The vampire could not be bothered to reign in his instincts when he was dealing with bigger issues at the moment, thus he allowed the [Inner Beast] the momentary full-control over his shadows. What followed could be described as the creation of another ultimate move for Izuku.

Kaminari unleashed his quirk at full power, the immediate area becoming comparable to a light show as electricity sparked and shocked just about everyone outside of Team Todoroki. Izuku and his team took the brunt of the attack as they were the closest, but they had some relief in the form of dark, shadow matter. Before, the shadows had acted as tendrils and spikes, their effect to put some distance between Izuku and his competitors. Now, the shadows twisted and knit themselves into a faux shape, neither man nor beast. Imperfect imitations of his shape, the shadows acted as a barrier that helped dampen the lighting attack. The scene would not look out of place in some sort of macabre horror movie, the black shapes being destroyed by the lightning evoking anger in the vampire's mind.

Izuku then roared; ready to take on the challenge that was rushing him. Eyes being forced to their limit in concentration, the vampire made use of the blood that he had recalled before to sprout from his arms like many crimson snakes were bursting from his skin. The tendrils shot forward in an effort to stop the rushing team, meeting them as they came for the prize. The two teams almost crashed into each other, Izuku wrangling his hands to hold Todoroki's ones as he tried to take the head band.

The vampire had much more grip strength than Shoto, and his claws dug into the back of Todoroki's hand aided in distracting the teen. Izuku tanked a blow to his mid-section, a staff emerging from Yaoyorozu to try and pry the vampire away from the dual-haired teen. The interference was barely registered by the vampire, the teen splitting his focus between holding Todoroki and managing his bloody tendrils which were wrapping around the opposing team. The various tendrils latched wherever they could on the other teens, the tips hardening so as to pierce skin and draw in some sustenance. The effects were almost immediate as Team Todoroki immediately tried to dissengage from Izuku, the vampire resembling an eldritch abomination with the many blood tentacles around them.

Yaoyorozu screamed, a few of his tendrils latched around her arms and shoulders taking some of her blood and feeding it to Izuku. A similar thing happened throughout the entire Team, with Iida furrowing his brows at the prickling sensation, Kaminari not expressing much due to quirk overuse, and Shoto using ice to try and weight the vampire down; trying his best to give his team some breathing ground. The action helped, seeing as Izuku didn't want to end up frozen solid, the teen released his hold over Todoroki.

Althought, it was never Izuku that Shoto should have been aiming for.

The youngest Todoroki might have forgotten about it, as did much of the spectators watching the match, but Izuku's team rider wasn't the vampire, but the diminutive teen that had been demoted General Studies. Mineta Minoru, however, wasn't about to let himself being forgotten just because he wasn't flashy or a powerhouse like those two. He would leave his mark on the competition with just as fierce determination as the vampire and the dual-quirked Todoroki.

"Todoroki, you damn pretty-boy! I hope you enjoy being out of the competition!" Mineta shouted, his hands grasping two of his hair balls as he dove for an attack at the headbands. His inner pervert called much attention to Yaoyorozu and her exposed cleavage, but right now his mind was focused on dealing with the pretty boy. He would win, and then he would have a thousand girls hoping to be his grielfriend!

"Shi-!" Shoto swiped his right hand to block the sticky traps, but he found his limb being stopped by a crimson tentacle holding him back. Once more, it seemed as if the world began crawling as one of the purple balls stuck to one of his headbands, ripping the clothing away from him. It felt like he was hit with a sledgehammer, as he'd led himself down with his tunnel vision and failed to notice. Then, it seemed as if everything became clear to Shoto; he was being lead by his nose by the vampire, following the exact steps that Midoriya wanted as if he was merely a marionette. Shoto felt a dark feeling spark in his stomach as his team as pushed back by a burst of crimson pellets, the hits staggering them as Izuku and his team increased the distance between two groups.

"Blood Spear Burst!"

How could he forget the fact that the vampire could manipulate his own blood however he wanted, thus his fighting style was only limited by his intelligence, something that Midoriya possessed plenty.

"THIS IS WHAT I CAN CALL A TRUE COMPETITION! THE SCALES ARE NEVER IN FAVOR OF ONE FOR TOO LONG, AS TEAM MIDORIYA" an annoyed Mineta shouted a complain that was drowned under the deafening cheers from the arena. "PUSHES BACK TEAM TODOROKI'S ASSAULT, THEIR COUNTERATTACK EVER SO FEROCIOUS TO GO SO FAR AS STEAL EVEN MORE POINTS." The blond hero's voice presented itself like a weight upon Shoto's back. He had been forced to rely on his father's hated power, and even then it wasn't enough to win against the vampire. He hardened his eyes.

"Iida! Rush them one more time!" He commanded. Never mind that his right side had a rigid layer of frost, he needed to win right now! It was a necessity!

"I can't, my engines have stalled! Right now we are sitting horses!" Iida countered, grunting in effort to try and bring something out of his quirk, only black smoke being emitted from his calf-pipes.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

And out come the second challenge of the competition. Much as he hated to admit, Katsuki Bakugou was a equal opponent to Izuku. The ash-blonde was ferocious, aggressive and entirely dedicated to proving that he was the best among the 1-A students, going so far as to call many of them by whatever idiotic nicknames he had for them, seemingly not bothered to learn even their names. The bomber was arrogant, but there was grounds for his stuck-up nature.

"FUCKING ICY-HOT! SHITTY VAMPIRE!" He came flying like a missile, using the loophole he'd found among the rules to attack the other teams like a ravenous wolverine, starved of victory. His explosions launched him to the location where the previous struggle between Izuku and Shoto had happened, changing directions mid-air to attack the whichever had the winning prize of one billion points. That meant that Bakugou had his red pupils focused on Izuku (technically Mineta), his hands blasting mini-explosions to correct his path.

Shitty vampire has the fucking headband, but shitty Icy-hot is still in the fucking competition! That disgusting bloodsucker will just shoot me down or use that shadow bullshit to block me in the air. FUCK, this isn't over you shitty monster!

Path which he corrected to lead him to Team Todoroki, releasing a explosion to create a large smokescreen, obscuring him from the Todoroki and his team. The ash-blonde might be arrongat and aggressive in his endavors, but he wasn't stupid. The vampire would be defeated, Bakugou just needed to deal with the asshat that thought he was superior. He would show him the true alpha of 1-A.

"You fuck!" Bakugou shouted, very close to Shoto. His right had extended, a explosion already popping on his palm to blow Icy-Hot away when the airhorn loudly proclaimed the end of the Cavalry Match. The bomber wasn't expecting the outcome, his explosions going cold and plunging him back to the earth beneath him. He would have fallen face first, were it not for the inky-black shadow tendrils that emerged from the ground and grabbed him a few centimeters from the ground and relieving Bakugou of kissing the earth. Katsuki was pissed off, his anger at being helped by his hated opponent numbing him to the prickling sensation where the tendrils held him with direct skin contact.

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"How lovely, my kittens! You all have given your very best, but not everyone can win! Let's see the efforts of my little heroes!" Midnight spoke in a happy tone, the use of stimulating language her usual go-to. The screen on the side of the arena gave a quick view of the best moments of the match, many 1-A shots being displayed, much to the annoyance of their sister class. A crack of the R-rated heroine's leather whip called the attention of the public, Present Mic taking the cue to begin the announcements.

"VERY WELL, DEAR LISTENERS! YOU HAVE SEEN THEIR FIGHT, BUT THE OUTCOME COULD HAVE BEEN ANYTHING! GIVE A GREAT ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR OUR RESIDENT VAMPIRE AND HIS TEAM! TEAM MIDORIYA TAKES THE FIRST PLACE!" Hyped by the hero, the crowd gave a deafening sound with their claps and cheers. It had been a very entertaining match, the combination of quirks and skills being put on display gave the civilians the spectacle they seeked out of the event, while the pro heroes were given a sample of the abilities of the students, allowing them the chance to increase their internship calls.

"FOR OUR SECOND PLACE: HE PULLED HIS TEAM OUT OF THE REAR, AND SLAUGHTERED HIS WAY TO THE TOP. EXPLOSIONS GALLORE, GIVE YOUR CHEERS FOR TEAM BAKUGOU!" The bomber was clearly not happy about his result, grinding his teeth and staring daggers at the green-haired vampire. "THIRD PLACE GOES TO THE ELEMENTAL POWERHOUSE THAT IS TEAM TODOROKI!" The presentation of Shoto and his team was quick, seemingly out of kindness from the Voice Hero to not put them into a spotlight after they had been brought down by Midoriya and his unusual strategies. "AND THE LAST, BUT NOT LEAST, TEAM TO PASS TO THE NEXT ROUND IS TEAM...SHINSOU! WHEN DID THEY GET THERE? JUST KIDDING!" The joke had its intended effect, even if the team leader did not appreciate the subtle jab. He was going to prove his worth with actions.

First Team: Midoriya Izuku, Hatsume Mei, Tokoyami Fumikage and Mineta Minoru.

Second Team: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina and Sero Hanta.

Third Team: Todoroki Shoto, Yaoyorozu Momo, Kaminari Denki and Tenya Iida

Fourth Team: Shinsou Hitoshi, Uraraka Ochaco, Kendo Itsuka and Shiozaki Ibara.

"FOR THOSE THAT DID NOT MAKE THE CUT, DON'T WORRY! WE HAVE PLENTY OF SIDE ACTIVITIES FOR YOU TO ENJOY! SOMETIMES YOU WIN, SOMETIMES YOU LOSE! HOWEVER, YOU MUST ALWAYS TAKE SOMETHING TO HEART! IMPROVEMENT! THE WORLD HAS SEEN YOUR EFFORTS, AND THEY SHALL BE REWARDED! ALWAYS GO PLUS ULTRA!" The blond hero spoke a rather meaningful message to the students, making those dissatisfied with their results a little less unhappy with their loss.

"FOR THOSE THAT WON THIS ROUND, CONGRATULATIONS! I HOPE YOUR MUSCLES ARE STILL IN GOOD SHAPE, BECAUSE THERE IS STILL THE THIRD PART OF OUR FESTIVAL! MIDNIGHT, GIVE THESE FELLOWS THEIR LAST EVENT!"

Said heroine was already getting the students ready, pointing the exits to the remaining others. "You heard the man, my cuties! It maybe a surprise for you, but not for me! The Third Event of UA's school festival shall be a Combat Tournament!" The screen lit with the names of the winners from the event, their pictures and a grid that displayed who would be fighting. "We are giving you an one-hour break for a quick snack as Cementoss-sensei shall prepare the stage for you all to shine! Make proper use of this time, my kittens! Once we start, we won't stop!"

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As soon as Midnight finished giving the last details of the competition, as well as giving directions for the alloted breakrooms the students were allowed to take, Izuku shot like a bullet to the closest one, dragging Mei with him at a speed that few manage to notice he had company.

He entered the closest door that he was allowed, brought the girl inside and slammed the door close.

"Zuku, what's the rush?" Mei asked, her eyes taking in his frame. He had been huffing for a while, his breathing rough and his eyes with a constant glimmer of his power. His fangs were peeking out of his mouth and she felt a need to have them sink in her neck. A heat emerged on her face, her eyes taking more details on his face. The steam that exited his mouth with each breath, his hungry eyes that called for her.

"I ended up taking some blood from them. I just...need a break. May I?" Izuku asked in a voice that would have melted any resistance that Hatsume would have put up. The thing was that she wasn't putting any, merely opening her jacket and spreading her arms to embrace the vampire. She could see his mouth watering, the fangs shining as they were coated with saliva.

"Come, Zuku!" Even her voice seemed to have sweetened, that was the effect he had over her. He was close to her in a moment, taking her lips and initiating a rough makeout session. She enjoyed it, as different from his usual kind ministrations, the hunger that he presented gave her the best kind of shivers. Nice and caring was good, but when Izuku was rough she enjoyed it the best. Mei researched a bit on these matters, and she might be what some maganizes defined as an M. Was Izuku then an S? Not that that mattered right now, as he cut their kiss short to lick her neck and grab her rear; it made Mei press herself harden against him, her own breathing beginning to pick up. Mei tried to speak something, but her voice failed her as Izuku pierced the skin of her neck, her arms managing to only weakly hold the back of his sports jacket.

He went easy with his thirst, merely sating the primal hunger that he felt at taking the blood from five individuals at once. The quantity he'd drank from them was small, but considering earlier that the [Inner Beast] had managed to get a hold of his Shadow Control, more complex quirk-factors meant more blood to break them down, thus this sudden streak of animalistic instinct and desires. If Izuku were to be completely honest, he was barely managing to hang on the thread of rationality. He tried to calm down, but the addition of four new factors was too much even for him. [True Ancestor] latched into the blood that he'd drank the most of, that being Kaminaki Denki. Already having one quirk-factor that dealt with electricity, [True Ancestor] used the similarities among the two to unlock their potential with astonding speed, using the blood he had and was taking from Mei to fuel the speed at which it broke the quirk-factors and assimilated them. All the while his body underwent some small changes to aclimate to this new power, Izuku kept his rough ministrations on Mei.

Squeezing her soft butt, his fangs burried into her neck, the vampire continued playing with Hatsume as he took small sips from her blood. She moaned at his touch, making the vampire's mind wander into dangerous territorry while they were in school. He took his fangs from her neck with a wet noise, licking the spot and slowly running his tongue over Mei's neck. Mei, I need you to stop me right now! Izuku tried to speak, but his throat refused to say that words as his nose picked a familiar and musky scent. I can't do this at school! His mind battled with his instincts and lust, but the cause was lost. The vampire guided the dazed and flushed girl to the nearest wall, putting himself behind her and the plaster. His right hand snaked its way in-between her breasts until it could grab her face by her jaw, dominating her freedom of movement; the left hand rapidly found its way into her pants and inside the already soaked sports-type black underwear. From there, caressing Mei's lower lips was easy enough.

Hatsume's legs squirmed as the good tingles began to build up, something akin to winding a spring. She began grinding her hips against Izuku to increase both the speed and the sensation, but soon enough the mechanic found some oddly cool to the touch matter began wrapping around her legs. Summoning some effort and energy to ascertain what was binding her legs, her sights-shaped pupils found Izuku's shadows acting like his blood tendrils, except that they were much more precise and seemed to need less concentration to maintain. She had seen use them before, but Mei never imaged Izuku could use them this precisely. Ideas began sprouting in her mind about the types of babies she could build for him, but her blueprints were wiped clean when the vampire's fingers found their way inside her, as a moan loudly exited her mouth.

The vampire found his hand become absolutely soaked as Mei melted into a puddle while leaning against him. Izuku knew he had a wide grin fixed over his lips, his excitement already too great to be contained.

[Our mate is all ready for us! Let us enjoy this thrill, master!] [We have plenty of time!]

Yeah, that sounds nice! Fighting the haze of lust was a foregone idea on Izuku's mind, his shadows already de-clothing him. Mei was hanging on him by wrapping her arms around his neck, her legs secured and bound by his shadow tendrils. He was just a few layers of clothing away from her soft insides when:

"Hey, anybody in here?!" Uraraka's voice sounded from behind the door that was already half-way opened.

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"What do you mean you haven't seen where he went?" Shoto blocked Tokoyami's path to the stands, almost demandind an answer from the Raven-headed teen.

Fumikage barely spared Todoroki a glance. "What my fellow abyss watcher does or does not matters not to you, Todoroki-san. I suggest that stop bothering him, as you might not like when the time comes and the abyss stares back at you!" His warning given, Tokoyami began to proceed to make his way to the waiting lounge. He wanted to rest for a while and have a talk with [Dark Shadow] about what would be their performance. Yet, it seemed fate was not on side for now as Shoto grabbed a hold of his arm to stop his advance.

"I need to speak to him right NOW!" a bit of frost grew over Fumikage's grabbed arm, much to the displeasure of said teen. His quirk was of the same mind, emerging from his midsection and smacking away the offending limb with a loud smack.

"Your wants or needs are not my concern, Todoroki-san! However, while we are in each other's presence, let me give you a piece of advice that might be useful to you now and in the future. If you plan on pissing off Izuku as you are doing right now to me, let the dark gods be my witnesses, you better be prepared to use both parts of your quirk to their fullest extent, else you might not survive to tell any tale. I have witnessed the might that he is capable off; your ice is powerful, as is your fire, yet they won't save you from the terror that shall be unleashed over you." Shoto heard the serious edge present in the voice of his classmate, but he couldn't help the situation. Midoriya had easily brought out his fire powers, and the youngest Todoroki couldn't help but wonder if the vampire was somehow an infiltrated agent of his father that was placed to make Shoto bend to the whims of the tyrannical hero.

As things stood, it would be hard for Shoto to acquire any information from the raven-head, considering the other teen had his quirk out and ready for any other action Todoroki might take. In the end, he merely stepped aside and let his classmate go unrestricted. Tokoyami looked like he wanted to say something else, but they heard the loud steps of someone approaching them. They might have wondered the identity of such individual, but the increase in room temperature told Shoto all that he wanted to know. Endeavor appeared out of the corner of the corridor, truly a sight to behold. The man was a mass of muscle and flames that would put many to shape, his contenance ever so serious. His flame beard seemed to follow his mood, not a spot out of order as the Todoroki patriarch presented himself to the two teens.

"Leave now, child. I wish to speak with my son."

Fumikage would be lying if he said he wasn't a bit intimidated by the sight, and a miniscule part of himself acknowledged Shoto for being able to stand there as if nothing truly of importance was happening. The raven-headed teen turned to the hero and gave him a head nod.

"Fare thee well, Todoroki-san. Endeavor-san."

As Tokoyami left, father and son stood face to face. The blue eyes of the oldest Todoroki stared down at his son's orbs, the harsh gaze of the man only fueling the anger that Shoto was felling. At what he felt such anger was left answered.

Todoroki Enji, or better known as Endeavor, crossed his bulky arms as he huffed a sigh. "Shoto. Finally decided to stop your childish tantrum? Wasting your power and throwing time away? My fire and your mother's ice are the perfect combination, you should be unbeatable; yet here you are, scrambling for a mere second or third place instead of settling an example to be followed."

Shoto growled at the man. How DARE he? "You know NOTHING about mother! You know nothing about me! I won't use your fire! What happened was merely a slip! Mother's ice is enough! Besides, I wonder where you could have found someone with such a power to try and push me to use your quirk!" Shoto accused, almost sure that his father would gloat about his ingenious plan to force him to use fire.

Endeavor raised his gaze a few inches, giving Shoto the impression he was truly being looked down upon. The man maintained his neutral face for a few moments before his eyes hardened. "Midoriya Izuku is who I pressume you to be talking about. I have no ties with that child." The hero spoke.

"It doesn't matter who you pay or bribe, I won't give in to your desires." Shoto said, not believing a word that came out of his father's mouth. He left on his own, leaving Endeavor on his own at the corridor. The Flame Hero kept looking at his son's back, shaking his head in disappointment. Maybe he should talk with this Midoriya child, since if his son was so inclined to believe he was already paying the child for a service, Enji should make that into a reality. It seems it would be much more efficient, considering the vampiric child had already managed to draw Shoto's flames out. He glanced at the arena, concrete flowing like a fluid as Cementoss did his work to create a proper fighting space for the first year children.

He had a few calls to make, which would leave enough time to contact this Midoriya kid in the second round. Enji had no doubts that the vampire would win, considering who he was facing. The Flame Hero had nothing against the girl the vampire was facing, but considering what he'd seen from Midoriya, and the lack of impressive actions from her, it left very little for Eiji to put in her favor to tip the scales.

The hero would wait for the battle, but if he were to bet money on who would win, he was definitively betting on the vampire kid with powerful hemomancy, as oposed to the girl with vines for hair.

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TOURNAMENT CHART

Izuku Midoriya x Shiozaki Ibara

Hatsume Mei x Yaoyorozu Momo

Tokoyami Fumikage x Bakugou Katsuki

Mineta Minoru x Shinsou Hitoshi

Todoroki Shoto x Kirishima Eijirou

Kamirani Denki x Ashido Mina

Uraraka Ochaco x Kendo Itsuka

Tenya Iida x Sero Hanta

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Back at Izuku's break room.

Uraraka poked her head inside the room, finding Izuku and Mei casually sitting by, seemingly talking about some gear the mechanic girl had brought with her. Ochaco was just glad that she hadn't stumbled into some awkward situation between the two of them; it would be super weird if they were hugging or kissing. The bubbbly birl felt her cheeks heat up a bit, but shook the thoughts out of her head. She smiled at the vampire, hoping that he could spare a moment to talk to her.

She felt really grateful that the vampire had somehow helped her family with an amazing contract that would take them out of the red and ensure that their construction company wouldn't close down. Money was one of the reasons she had opted for the hero career, as the pay would help her parents out of the debt their company had accumulated. Since they didn't want Uraraka to work with them (her quirk just about perfect for cutting down costs when talking heavy machinery and material transportation), it was the only option she could see where they would not be able to refuse her help. And she wasn't even mentioning the fact that Izuku had Shield Industries supplies for them to work with. As in David Shield. How amazing was that?

It made her chest tighten with a warmness that she hadn't experienced before.

Ochaco smiled and half-entered the room, suddenly remebering that she had effectively barged into the room. She rapidly bowed her head.

"Sorry sorry, Izuku-kun! I was kind of searching for you. Congratulations on advancing for the third event; I wish I could say I'm proud of my displayed talent, but I don't remember much of the cavalry battle. I was kinda in a trance, you know?!" She explained, seeing the male teen flash her a smile.

"Is that so?" His voice was deeper than what she was used to, carrying with it an almost hypnotic tone. It made her cheeks flush a bit.

She nodded rapidly, holding the door like it was a lifeline.

"Where are my manners? Please, sit with us; Mei and I were just talking a bit about some gear." He called her out, the girl at his side rather quiet, her head tilted so Ochaco couldn't see her face.

She figured that the pink-haired girl must be shy or something. Besides, she just wanted to thank Izuku a bit for his help, maybe get closer to him. He was a nice guy, pretty smart, strong, and rich. But, it isn't because I want his money or something like that. I just find him to be nice. Uraraka let the thought swim in her head for a few moments as she shook her head sideways. "No, it's fine! You can finish your talk, we can chat up another time! You still have my number right?"

"I-indeed." He stuttered an answer, flinching in place. Ochaco wondered about it, her face openly displaying curiosity. Izuku noticed it and fixed a stiff smile over his lips. "Don't mind it, just a quirk related thing." He explained, the action making Uraraka focus on the slight glimmer of his fangs.

"Oh right, your quirk makes you like a vampire. Drinking blood and turning into a bat." The girl whispered that last part to herself, the image of bat-Izuku cuter than what she could have pictured. His stiff smile became further frayed, a twitch of the corner of his mouth revealing what at first she thought to be a cute fang to truly be a long and sharp tooth, the sight enough to snap her back to reality. "Y-yeah, so..." The conversation mostly died down, the trio staring at each other for a few moments. "Do you want to drink blood right now?" Ochaco almost regreted her line, hoping that Izuku did not find the question intrusive or disrespectful.

What if he asked the funds back from her family, or decided to sue? She almost panicked, however, crimson light began to gleam from his eyes; his mouth opened and she had a true glimpse at his maw, the sight making shivers run down her back. It was like she had become prey, paralyzed under the gaze of the stronger predator, with the only remaining option to dive inside his maw and end it that much sooner.

His mouth snapped close with a click of his teeth, ending the ilusion that grabbed a hold of Ochaco.

"If it were any other ocassion then I might have taken you on that offer, but you must be a full power for your match, Uraraka-san. I couldn't, in good conscience, weaken you by drinking your...blood." Izuku closed his eyes and put his hands over the table, Uraraka noticing the claw-like nails being pressed against the aluminum table. She should really be going now, she had already taken plenty of his time.

"Okay! I hope that I can really show my skills out there! Good luck with your match, Izuku-kun!" She gave him a bright smile, waving her hand and slowly closing the door. On the outside, Uraraka slowly leaned against the wall, bringing one hand to her chest while the other lifted her phone's screen within eyesight.

/O-chan, Mama and Papa have finally landed an amazing contract! We always told you to follow your dreams, and now we can support you even further with this! Our contractor seems to be this really young entrepeneur, with a awesome project for us! When your school eases up, how about we have a comemorative dinner with him? His name is Midoriya Izuku! We really have lucked out this time!/ ~ sent by Mama at 10:37 A.M

That felt really different, being looked like...that. His eyes were so full of hunger when I told him to drink my blood. What would it feel like? Would it hurt? Would it feel good?

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"Izhhuuuu...~~3!" Mei mellowed out, fully leaning against the vampire as her mouth released needy pants. It was gut-wrenching when the door was opened and that girl poked her head in. Shame was a rather unfamiliar word for Mei, but at that moment she guessed that she became pretty intimate with said word and its implications. That, however, didn't seem to be enough to make Izuku stop his rough ministrations. At first they had panicked, the vampire [Blink]'ing them to the nearest table available, the chairs almost tilting at the sudden new weight. He then had his shadows wrap completely around her lower half, covering her with a veil of darkness that should have hid everything.

As they sat there, Izuku rapidly brought to the table one of her babies that was thrown on the floor, talking as if that was all they had been doing all this time. Mei currently did not have the brain-power to follow him, considering the tendril made of shadowy matter that began doing the same work his left hand had been doing a short while ago. Mei bit down on her lip and lowered her head, else she might have shown that ura-whatever girl a really naughty expression. She was feeling good, but she also wanted Zuku to feel good, so under the table she managed to sneak one hand, her reach just over his inner thigh.

The duo continued the ministrations while the vampire talked with the visitor, Mei a bit busy trying to make him feel good, her own heat almost becoming unbearable. It was just her luck them Zuku finished his conversartion with the other girl, Hatsume being deaf to it as his shadow control tendril suddenly entered her, expanding and touching just about everywhere it could. The cool sensation brought Mei over the edge, the overly tight spring that had been coiling in her insides snapped and left her both without breath and voice.

Mei's sight shaped pupils went cross-eyed, her tongue hanging out from her mouth as her entire body felt like the summer night sky during a festival. Her sensitive insides begged for more, and so did Mei. She practically melted into her own release, slowly lowering herself from her chair and sitting on the ground next to him, leaning her head against his lap, almost like a dog.

Izuku would be a poor liar if he said the sight didn't further flare a sadistic streak in his heart. He barely managed to hold back the pink haze of lust that was hanging over his mind. He had to be focusing on cultivation and preparing himself for his match, yet his flesh presented a much more compelling argument; shadow tendrils already busy as they snaked their way to the brim of his clothing once more.

"Mei." His voice made her head turn his way, eyes still out of focus. No, it would be proper to say her focus was currently on something entirely different. God, why is she so... His line of thought went to kingdom come as the [Inner Beast] did what his rationality was impeding, allowing Mei free access to his lower area. It was his time to exhale heavily as Hatsume's slimy appendage began working over his length.

He barely managed to summon the effort to check the time in his phone, still having thirty minutes left before his match. Maybe he should stop this madness while he still had a bit of rational control over himself and ...

Sluuuurrrrp!

Lick~! Lick~! Lick~!

Suuuuuuuuuckkkkkk!

Fuck it!

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"THE TIME HAS COME, DEAR LISTENERS! YOU WAITED ENOUGH, THE FINAL ROUND OF UA'S SCHOOL FESTIVAL IS HEREEEEE! THESE SIXTEEN STUDENTS HAVE FOUGHT AND GIVEN THEIR ALL TO BE PRESENT HERE, TO PROVE THEIR METTLE TO THE ENTIRE WORLD. GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE TO OUR PARTICIPANTS!" Present Mic once more assumed the microphone to hype the crow for what was without question the biggest reason for the popularity of the festival. Battle prowess was an essential part of hero work and something that any hero worth their salt should at least be somewhat proficient. It was a reality of the job, sometimes you won't be able to avoid combat, even if you were specialized in something else.

"LET'S START THIS WHOLE SHE-BANG IN HIGH GEAR! GRAB YOUR POPCORN AND YOUR SODA, AND DON'T SIT AT THE EDGE OF YOUR SIT, ELSE YOU MIGHT FALL OFF. PRESENTING ON THE RIGHT SIDE: THE OVERLORD OF THE NIGHT OF 1-A, UA'S RESIDENT VAMPIRE AND RUMORED TO BE IMORTAL, THE ONE AND ONLY MIDORIYA IZUKU!" The vampire slowly walked to his side of the arena, eyes gleaming with eldritch light. The claping this time were more subdued, considering the serious face of the vampire.

"SERIOUS RIGHT AT THE START? SPOIL-SPORT! NEVERMIND THEN, LET US FOCUS ON THE LEFT SIDE ENTRY! A HOLY IMAGE AND AN EVEN HOLIER ATTITUDE, IT SEEMS THAT SANTA MARIA HERSELF HAS DESCENDED TO ERASE THE SINS OF THE WORLD! FROM 1-B'S SHIOZAKI IBARA!" The girl with vine hair made her way to the platform, hands clasped together as if she was praying.

"Present Mic-sensei, please do mind the things you are saying. I would never compare myself to such an important figure as the holy mother! Besides, my attitude is merely a reflection of the treatment I want to receive from my peers, as the gospel preaches." Shiozaki exclaimed, her classmates throwing a few jokes her way. She was well intentioned, but sometimes her way of wording out things made the girl seem preachy or stuck up. Not that she would ever become so, for it was against the good word of the gospel. "Midoriya-san, I hope that we have a honorable match and that the best may become the winner."

Izuku nodded, his gleaming eyes not meeting hers. Ibara frowned a bit at the display, but focused on waiting for Midnight-sensei to start the match.

"Both sides do understand all the rules, correct? Let us enjoy a good show from both of you, but no funny business!" The sultry voice of the heroine carried a hidden edge that the students noticed right away. "Good kittens! Now, fight!" Her shout was followed by a crack of her whip, the audience giving their last exited shouts to encourage both sides in different ways.

Ibara closed her eyes for a few seconds and released a light breath, opening them with an obvious fervor. Her mistake, however, was taking her eyes off her opponent, even if for a second. Her dull green pupils widened in surprise as she found no one where there should be her opponent. A shiver ran down her back as he felt a presence behind her, her vines sprouting thorns and lashing out like living snakes, digging into concrete as surprising strong hair slammed and rose a light cloud of concrete dust. Yet, there was no target there either.

And then a whisper happened right by her ear.

"Thank you for the meal!"

Another salvo of her hair came to her defense, this time the thorny vines found a target.

"Your underhanded tactics end here!" She shouted, her vines wrapping viciously around the target. She would ask for forgiviness later, bit right now her heart was racing a little too fast for her taste. Pity for her, her quirk had only managed to entangle itself around a shadowy matter, akin to a black sludge that would be much better in place at a horror movie. Wasn't his quirk vampirism? What sort of unholy thing is that?

Shiozaki was feeling a heavy weight start to sink in her heart, a weird grip that neither clasped nor released her, leaving the Christian with a incoming dread building up. What is going on?

She tried to recall her vines, but the black sludge held firm. She was about to cut off their connection when the wind rushed at her side, the girl now face to face with 1-A's class president and his crimson lit orbs. His hands slowly and gently grabbed her shoulders, their eyes never breaking sight from each other. Her world slowed to a crawl, each second a lifetime.

"Would you kindly lose?"