Not Really Sonic Versus Malmart

Midnight raises her arm, and yells out, "Shinso has been pushed out of bounds! Shiro advances to the semifinals!"

However, unlike the previous rounds, no one cheered or applauded. The arena was dead silent. No one knew what had happened. No one really understood what had happened, either. It's just happened

*Kuro POV*

A frown appears on my face as Shinso grinds his teeth, "Tch, I came out just for this. Man, what a letdown."

Releasing control, I pass Shiro as he comes back in, 'I'll tell you about my favor later.'

'...'

*Shiro POV*

Quickly turning on my feet, I exit the arena, leaving behind the quiet audience, 'Shit, this was not the worst-case scenario, but it still sucks. The number one thing I didn't want to do was owe that fucker a favor. At least he won, but it's still a pain.'

Scratching the back of my head, I enter an empty locker room and sit down in a nearby chair. Blankly looking up at the ceiling, I replay the fight in my head, 'Fuck… Fuck… Fuck… Fuck!!!'

I bite my lower lip out of frustration and slam my fist onto the table, making a bang sound, 'FUCK!!! It's bad enough that I owe him a favor, but this all happened because I was influenced by his words! By Shinso's rambling! Because I couldn't control myself, I'm caught up in this mess!'

Slumping in my chair, I let out a sigh of annoyance, "I don't even wanna do anything right now…"

Closing my eyes, I take the laziest course of action and take a nap.

*Momo POV*

In my waiting room, I splash some water on my face, thinking to myself, 'What happened back there...?'

Looking into the mirror, I can see a concerned expression looking back at me, 'Did Shinso's yelling trigger something? Shiro seemed pissed as hell, and then Kuro came out… Those two should be on bad terms, but what did Shiro do to get him out? I wanted to talk to him right after, but he disappeared.'

Drying myself with a paper towel, I push those thoughts to the side, "I can deal with that later. For now, I need to focus on my next opponent."

'Iida Tenya. Quirk, Engine. His Quirk gives him engines in his legs that allow for extreme movement speed and high kicking power. He outclasses me in strength and speed, but if I can negate the speed, I will have a higher chance of winning.'

Plans start to formulate in my mind on ways to counter Iida, 'In the end, that's the best tactic.'

A voice calls me out, "Momo, it's your turn."

"Ok, thank you!"

Standing up, I rub my temples, "Alright, let's do this."

I exit the room, a calm expression replacing my previously concerned one.

"Now everybody! Let's get this next match started!!! This one is gonna be good! It's Malmart on legs, the power of creation, Momo Yaoyaorozu, from the hero course! And her opponent who has blue hair, and is extremely fast, it's Sonic the, ahem, Iida Tenya!!!"

I raise my eyebrow at my introduction and Iida complains about him, "Present Mic Sensei! That can hardly be called professional! Also, I'd prefer if you didn't compare-"

Present Mic cuts him off, "Yes, yes, anyways, START!!!"

Iida still looks like he wants to complain, so I take advantage of his hesitation and start dashing forwards, 'Idiot.'

Whipping my hand forwards, a grayish jelly-like substance flies forwards missing Iida by inches, 'Damn it.'

Iida realizes his mistake and regains his focus, "Tch, I need to pay attention."

His engines start humming and he quickly starts running around the arena, building up speed, 'Is he trying to catch me off guard?'

Tossing more of the jelly substance around, Iida keeps on dodging it until he finally messes up, and trips on a blob of the substance.

His eyes widen as he feels a bit of resistance when he tries to pull it off, "This is…!"

A proud smirk appears on my face, 'Discount Bungee Gum. It's weaker, not pink, and I can't mentally control it, but it works great on opponents like you.'

I rush in, preparing to further trap him when Iida's thrusters start emitting bits of fire, "I didn't get a chance to show this off yet, but I can't get much of a better chance than this."

His body seemingly disappears, leaving behind a trail of dust, 'A speed boost? How troublesome.'

I feel my body start moving rapidly as Iida pushes me towards the edge from behind, "Tch."

Creating a pole from my left hand, I push myself to the right, freeing myself from Iida's grasp. The action also trips him, and he almost falls out of the arena, before using his hands as leverage and turns around for round two.

The gears in my mind start spinning fast as I try to create a solution, 'I'm not gonna get him with the same trick twice. He's not that dumb. Think, Momo. What would Shiro do? How would he fight against Iida!?'

Then an idea forms in my head, 'Use your opponent's speed against him.'

I quickly create a sticker version of my pseudo-Bungee Gum and whip my hand forwards, aiming for the floor.

Iida, unable to properly control himself with the extra speed boost, steps on the wad of pseudo-Bungee Gum. A smile forms on my face, but it quickly fades, when I realize that Iida is still moving towards me.

I can see a victorious smile on his face when he suddenly falls flat on his face.

"Eh?"

Creating a wooden club, I slowly approach my fallen unconscious classmate and poke his back, "Iida? You good?"

No response. Flipping him over onto his back, I see his bloody face and glazed eyes. Taking a few steps back, I understand how he fell, even though he was moving after he had stepped in pseudo-Bungee Gum.

'His shoe was sucked off by the speed and suction of the pseudo-Bungee Gum… He most likely slipped after that. My win was by accident...'

Knocked out by the force of his own speed, Midnight calls it, "Iida has been knocked unconscious. Momo advances to the semifinals."

A determined look appears on my face, 'That's where I'm gonna fight against him…'

AN: Current bracket

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