Chapter 4.a

I don't own a thing

"speech"

'thought'

'Tenno thinking'

emphasis/sounds/other such thingsps: English is my third language, if you see any mistakes please inform me

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'Fuck it we ball.'

 'Guard up! Measure his range. We don't know what his Quirk is, be alert!' instantly Tenno's voice turned fierce, transforming from warning Izuku about his actions, to instructing him in battle like a general. 

Seeing the kid put up a competent guard, Rappa cracked his knuckles, "This is going to be fun!" even hidden under his bird like mask you could still hear the manic grin in his voice. 

The Gangster's hands went up but instead of a boxer stance his hands arms were wide, instead of close and protecting his head and chest, his forearms were parallel to the ground next to his chest.

There was a moment of silence in the alley as the fighters awaited for the metaphorical bell to ring.

'Kid, did you get a read on him, talk to me.' Tenno spoke while the fighters were preparing.

'He's wearing a casual outfit outside the arms and head, a mask is protecting the head but it appears to be made from simple cloth, probability of it being used as a support item is close to zero-' 

'what else?'

'the arms are covered in cloth and metal, nothing mechanical nor electronic can bee seen, the metal seems to be there to enhance the impact of his hits and provide protection, there is a possibility that the metal is related to his quirk, but the lack of metal elsewhere drops that probability to the low tens'

'What can you tell me about his fighting style?'

'From his build, physical fighter, close quarters, the irregular stance suggests that it's most likely based around the Quirk. The openness of his stance shows clear confidence in his ability to tank hits, confidence related to Quirk? A force field, or straight enhanced durability, possibly impact absorption or eve-'

'Focus! Look at his arms again.'

'Sorry sir! His arms? Right the metal, it's positioned both offensively and defensively, suggesting that his body is less durable than the metal he is wearing… then why is he so open? Super speed? But no his body type doesn't suggest so… the overemphasis on his arms must be related to the quirk, his arms are slightly longer than his body type would suggest and the shoulders are nonsymmetrical, ones higher than the other, could be related to past injuries, or something else-'

'Times up, you guessed that he's a close quarter fighter, with long arms that are protected and deadly. What are your thoughts?'

'I will need to avoid the arm but also defeat him, I can't run away as he is taller than me and fit, he would catch up and if not, possibly endanger others if I ran away. Best way to counter him would be to step deep into his range, making his longer reach a detriment to himself, try and target the usual weak points and gauge his reaction to measure his durability, after that target the head.'

'Good, first step?'

 'Move in!' 

The mental conversation between the two happened within less than a second as the fighters faced each other, Rappa could feel the kids eyes scanning his body and dissecting him with his vision alone within that brief moment, he couldn't help but feel giddy. This, this was going to be a fight he has been craving for a while. 

The moment Izuku stepped forward one of Rappa's arms loosened and pulled back whilst the other staid flexed but rotated up.

'Watch his shoulders kid! They are doing some odd things!'

'Got it sensei!'

Suddenly the arm that was going backwards shot forward at surprising speed.

'Guard up! Side step!'

the arm that was moments before pointing at his lower body now went for his head instead after being thrown.

'He's using a Karate Standing punch, but it also looked like a Straight Jab due to the angle, was it modified to fit his quirk?' 

'It must be his quirk sensei! Look at the way his shoulder blades rotate'

True to Izuku's words Rappa's shoulder blades moved irregularly, when one side went up the other went down like a crank.

'Good eye kid, move in close faster. If that is his Quirk, that means whilst having tremendous power behind his fists, he has no unordinary way to defend his body close up.'

Another step and Rappa's other arm launched forward faster than the first, soon Izuku could barely take a half a step before Rappa had thrown another punch.

'I can dodge these punches easily enough, but if he keeps getting faster I'm going to be eventually hit and with the speed these punches are going, the hit might put me out of the fight.'

'Bob and weave kid. You trained for this, find the pattern!'

With that, Izuku continued his steady advancement towards Rappa, while focusing on weaving through the exponentially accelerating punches as they continuously whistled by his head.The alleyway disappeared from his mind, the world silenced and disappeared, only he and his opponent existed within a black void.

As another fist whistled by his head, he heard it, a ticking sound.

Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick 

Each tick coming earlier than the last and every eight tick was followed by a fist whizzing by moments later right before the next tick happened.

Shifting his foot work, he dodged a few more attacks whilst counting the ticks, before finally giving up on his slow and steady pace and running in instead.Unprepared for his target rushing him, Rappa's shoulders hitched allowing Izuku to close in and land a solid punch on his kidney. The punch held plenty of strength but due to the sprint Izuku's foundation was unstable, lessening the impact.

The punch still caused Rappa to rock back, but Izuku's gut instinct told him to leap back instead of advancing.

"Heh" Rappa laughed as with the timing of him rocking back, his shoulders begun rotating in reverse causing his punch to come earlier than expected and then he rocked back-forward shifting his shoulder rotation again.

The rocking continued as his punches kept coming at Izuku at random intervals. It was almost like watching a ship ride the waves during a heavy storm.

Each time he rocked back and forth his timing was randomized, yet the velocity of the fists did not falter.

5 ticks; 4 ticks; 8ticks; 3 ticks- 

The punches kept coming without slowing down at all, their acceleration was slower but they were still speeding up.

Slowly they begun to overwhelm Izuku.

The punches kept coming without rest, Izuku knew the longer he stayed still the greater his opponents advantage became, yet he kept his guard up, rooted in place only managing to dodge to the sides, unable to retreat back in the cramped alleyway and unable to charge in due to the figurative wall of fists blocking his path.

'I'm sorry sensei, I made a mistake.'

'Happens to the best of us.'

'I don't think I can make it, the fists keep getting faster-'Each fist left cuts on Izuku's hands when he failed to dodge, the damage begun adding up quickly, blood dripping down his forearms. 

'Don't be so negative kid'

'Sensei I'm sorry I went in over my head, my body moved on its own-' 

'And so did your mouth when you went in shouting' 

'- I got overconfident, my body moved on its own but I let my mouth speak before really thinking this through, I thought I could handle it-

I'm sorry sensei, I failed you

I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry-' Izuku's mind spiraled, all the negativity spilling out even through the link the two shared. The blood loss only enhancing the delirium.

'Don't be sorry, be better. now wake the fuck up and do as I say.' The crass language, managed to mostly knock Izuku back into focus, but there wasn't a lot he could do about the situation.

'I don't think I'll have the opportunity to sensei, I'm loosing too much blood' 

'I know. That's why my request is going to sound insane.'

'Huh?'

'I want you to get hit.'

'What???' Tenno's request fully brought Izuku back to the moment.

'-and not a grazing hit, but a full contact' 

'Sensei?? I'm sorry sensei! I'll never do something this stupid again, forgive me please sensei!'

'You need to trust me kid, I'm not sending you to your death. Do you trust me?'

'… Yes sense with my life.' Izuku has always been a kindhearted and trusting kid, but Tenno, his sensei, has saved him countless times, taught him everything he knows, and most of all, believed that he could be a true Hero. Of course he trusted his sensei with his life.

 'Okay, I want you to shift your weight to your right, step in with the left, relax your right arm and put up your left into a wide guard' Izuku followed his commands without a second though, Tenno even sent through images of what he wanted his stance to look like, making Izuku's job easier.

Seeing the kids right arms fall away from his guard and flop to his side while leaking blood, Rappa got enraged."What are you doing kid? Giving up? Come on, this was the best fight I've had in months!" 

'Izuku step in and relax your spine! No matter what do not flex any of your muscles!'

"C'mon! Where is that fire gone? Show me your steel!" 

'Step in!'

Being cut up by blindingly fast fists, the kid gave up on dodging or guarding, stepping in towards Rappa, Rappas grin went wild, perhaps the kid hadn't given up, but instead was preparing his quirk to use the ultimate move.

"You want to die? Haha! Then it will be my honor to grant you this wish!"

Sending one of his fastest punches at the kids face he expected the kid to pull out some maneuver to doge or block the attack, but instead he took the punch full on in his right cheek.

Such an action surprised Rappa so much that he wanted to pull back the punch, but it was already too late.

Just as the depression was about to set in at losing such a good fighting partner, Rappa's vision went black.

His punch had sent Izuku spiraling, causing his relaxed right arm to accelerate like a pendulum striking Rappa in the face at twice the power of his own attack. The massive body of Rappa teetered as his head was nearly twisted off from Izuku's hit, until finally unceremoniously he flopped on the ground unconscious, dust and trash being flung up and spread around from his fall.

Izuku wasn't doing any better, as his knees gave out and he as well plopped on the ground.

'I- I won?'

'You won'

'I won!'

'Yup'

"I won!!" Tired and battered, Izuku could barely keep his thoughts contained in his head.

'Yes, you did. But first you need to call the police!'

"What?"

'Call the police! There is an unconscious criminal in front of you and the other suspect fled.'

"Oh…" looking for the other person that was here with Rappa, he was nowhere to be found in the alley, "oh right…"

With a shaking hand Izuku pulled out his phone and called the police, who arrived moments later to a scene of a kid bleeding from his arms, with a huge bruise forming on his face and an unconscious gangster laying on the ground. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

AN: I… I just- I don't know what to say. My country, my home is falling apart, I can barely find motivation to take care of myself.I'm sorry about the quality and the length of this chapter, as well as the delay.

This chapter was supposed to end with a talk to the police and Izuku going home and chilling with his mom and Tenno making a discovery but… I just can't. so this will be just the half chapter.

Next one? Next one will be… I don't know, I truly don't. hopefully soon.

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