It'll be just like the forest, just keep moving, keep the momentum, don't ever fucking stop!-
He was in full sprint when the first robot burst out of a wall.
It looked like someone had given wheels and arms to a couple of multi rocket launchers.
Somehow, he had expected to feel fear here, but he didn't. Compared to how it was nearly being killed by bullets back in the forest, these things just couldn't bring out fear in him.
After all, they wouldn't kill him.
They weren't a threat.
His foot went back for prep and he kicked the robot's head from below and sent it flying like an American football.
The robot instantly dropped.
He blinked. He had assumed he'd need to deal way more damage to these things before that happened. But no… These things weren't really meant for combat, they were meant to test the offensive capacity of the examinees.
Not just their attack power, but how fast you could take them out. Once damaged, they'd go down easily.
As he came to that realization, he could hear the sound of the rest of his block finally catching up.
Keep moving.
He began sprinting again.
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As Izuku moved through the small "city" he put every single type of movement he had drilled and drilled for 10 months into practice.
He ran, he jumped, he punched, he kicked. As he moved across this battlefield, feeling, sensing, and hearing the effects of all the many, many quirks all around, Izuku could feel it.
All those limits he had only a week ago, had been lifted and raised far above what they were.
He longed to test his new strength out. To see how far he could go now. He didn't.
When he jumped, he limited himself to what he knew. This wasn't the time to accidentally break a leg jumping and landing wrong.
That would come later.
For now, just keep destroying robots.
-45- Venom helpfully kept track in his mind. -47-
As he moved, he also began to notice one fighter in particular. Someone who moved around even faster than he did, someone who shouted loudly in an energetic and frantic female voice as she moved around.
"73!" "76!".
Many did actually, as if they were terrified they wouldn't get the points unless they personally kept track and shouted it out loud.
The tall guy with the glasses was entering in his late thirties when Izuku reached 50. This… This was going well. Really well actually.
"How long do we have left?"
-7 Minutes.-
He could this. They could actually win.
-We're still way behind the girl with the pink lightning.-
Right.
Izuku kept moving and kept crushing robots.
He reached 70 when a massive Shockwave announced to everyone that the 4th faux villain type had arrived.
Obstacle.
Many of the people around him were blown away by the Shockwave the monster's leg produced as it smashed into the ground and burst the city road apart.
Izuku though was kept firmly attached to the ground thanks to the black liquid under his feet.
-Huh, now there's something else.-
Izuku stared at the thing in complete shock.
As the monster robot loomed over them, an old feeling burst back up into his chest. Fear.
Izuku had not feared the other robots, because he knew on an instinctual level that they posed no fear to him. No malice, no intent of harm.
This thing though…
Every single one of his instincts screamed DANGER at him.
It was the same feeling he had back when he was running through the forest, as bullets flew all around.
This thing would kill him. If he gave it the chance to do it.
-Keep moving Izuku, we don't have to fight it.-
Right, they didn't need to fight this thing.
Izuku was about to jump backward when he saw something. Someone, a girl. Wearing a hoodie was lying on the ground, right in front of the Robots path(More like off the side of the road, but the robot was so large that didn't matter.), with a piece of rocky debris over her legs.
The girl desperately tried to lift away the rock, which probably weighed several hundred kilos.
-Izuku, C'mon time to go.-
He moved , without another word, sprinting towards the robot's path. As he ran with enormous speed, he passed the tall boy, who briefly turned to look at his face as they passed.
Izuku reached the girl under the stone and grabbed the piece of cement, and without particular difficulty, he heaved it up and threw it over his shoulder.
He was about to grab her hand and lift her up to carry her away when he heard a sound like a massive explosion went off right over their head.
It was like an explosive artillery shell had just gone off, and for a brief moment, Izuku could feel a sharp pang of pain going through him. He could feel the enormous wind pressure from the explosion.
He looked up.
-Wow. Now that's something.-
Someone, who Izuku now recognized as the brown-haired girl from this morning, had jumped up, all the way to the many stories tall to robot's head, and had, if the position of her arm was to be believed, punched the robot in the face with such force, that it turned the head into scraps and sent it staggering backward in its death throes.
Izuku stood there marveling at the sight. Then he realized the girl was plummeting to the ground.
Shit, Shit, SHIT.
He began running again. This time he bent down immediately. A plan formulated in his skull, but there wasn't much room for error here.
He tensed his muscles, and he jumped towards the roof edge of a nearby building.
The force of the jump sent him sailing above the edge, and he barely managed to grab the edge with a hand, preventing him from just sailing over it.
The grab did slow him down, but beneath his fingers the chunk of stone he clung between his fingers broke away from the whole, leaving him to not slow down completely and instead slam into the ground of the rooftop as opposed to the landing he had planned.
It hurt, but he slammed his hands down and forced himself to the feet.
A glimpse up told him the girl was still falling, and where, and he prayed to God this actually worked.
...
Uraraka was falling.
If she hit the ground like this, she'd splat and die, but thankfully, she had a way to slow down her fall.
The problem was that she was terrible using her own powers on herself, she'd only manage to do it for a second or two. And while it halted her momentum, she wouldn't be able to repeat it. Not like she was now with a broken arm.
That meant she had to do it whole she was just above the ground, not far enough up she'd crack her skull. If she fucked it up and did it before she was enough down, she'd fall down and die, if she did it one second too late, she'd hit the ground and die.
The pain in her arm and legs hurt like hell istelf. Idiot. She was a complete idiot. She should have run underneath and hit it with an uppercut, but no, she hadn't thought, and she'd jumped into the air to do it.
And now she was going to- she hit something, something elastic, and like jumping on a trampoline, she bounced a bit back up again from whatever she hit before it went down again.
She had no idea what this was, and while she was grateful for it breaking her fall, at the moment, the only thing she could think about was the sheer, horrible pain in her legs as they hit this substance.
She screamed in agony as all the momentum went through them.
"Oh God! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
As she hissed through her teeth at the pain, with tears in her eyes, she could feel someone approaching her through the substance going up and down as someone moved over it.
What WAS this stuff? She finally took a look at what she was caught up into. What it was, was about a dozen of black ropes that was fastened between the roofs of two buildings.
Ropes that were sticky… And the guys walking up the ropes had a giant white spider on the front of his jacket.
Spiderwebs? That's what this was?
The spider guy walked across the ropes without any problem, up to her.
"I'm so sorry about the legs!"
"It-it's fine" She tried to say in a calm tone, and with a smile, but as he began to lift her, her legs were detached from the ropes and she bit her teeth together so hard from the pain it felt like she was going to break them.
"Sorry…" He said again apologetically.
"Venom, can I… make a cocoon or something and lower her down in it?"
Who was he talking to?
He just nodded to himself, then, as he had suggested, he began to Cocoon her up. It was… A strange feeling being strung up like she was about to be eaten by some giant spider, but the boy just attached another web from his hand to the cocoon, then began to slowly lower her to the ground.
It still hurt of course, but this time there wasn't the massive momentum from a fall as she landed softly on the ground.
The boy himself climbed down the walls like… Well. A spider.
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