In which [Name] and her new friend get turntttt.

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Seconds later, [Name] was dropped to the ground, pretty much traumatized. I mean, who wouldn't be if they just jumped through a gravity-defying hole ripping space and time?

The boy simply sighed and grabbed her by the collar, pulling her up. He casually walked through a sleek, modern looking building that was completely empty.

"Ah, so you've finally brought the new intern," A deep, rumbling voice said. [Name], snapped out of her trance, suddenly stumbled to her feet and stood up straight, wanting to make a good impression on her mentor.

A man turned the corner and walked towards [Name] and the redhead boy with a monotone expression. He was tall and buff like any other pro hero. His skin was a tan color and his hair was a spiky, striking white. It took every ounce of [Name] to not cower away from this man, who she assumed was Kyouki.

"Chad! I'm glad you got her back in one piece!" Kyouki suddenly grinned widely.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT! MY NAME IS TAKASHI!" The redhead fumed, his eyes narrowing.

"Ahaha pfft- Your first name is Chad? What a scrub," [Name] snorted. Takashi effortlessly hoisted [Name] up in the air and glared at her like an angry bull, but [Name] found herself giggling at his horribly applied eyeliner.

"Now now, calm down. My name is Kyouki Hoshiko, and I'm going to be your mentor. My pro hero name is Celestorm." The white haired man said, pulling [Name] up. The poor (h/c) haired girl almost yeeted though the ceiling because of his strength, but she was just happy he wasn't strict or had a stick up his ass or anything.

"My name is [Name] Aizawa, and my fursona is Shrek. That's all you need to know."

"That's hot. Now there's no time to waste! Let's get started on your training."

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"Let me tell you a bit about my quirk. I can create mini whirlwinds of celestial bodies like stars. I watched you in the Sports Festival and realized your quirk is extremely similar to mine." Kyouki said. "Chad here-"

"TAKASHI!"

"Sorry, Takashi, can make black holes. They can transport people places, but I've taught him how to use them to destroy things. Now, what I want you to do is try to engulf yourself in plasma, just like how you did in the Sports Festival." Kyouki said.

"But I don't know how I did that, it just... Happened."

"I still want you to try. Remember, just clench your buttcheeks and feel the power within you."

[Name], disregarding his last comment, nodded and took a deep breath, closing her eyes. She felt her veins open up. Energy started to crackle on her palms, but it wasn't enough. She tried to push herself, to exert energy through every pore in her body like the Sports Festival, but it was no use.

Exhausted, the girl's arms fell to her side as the energy flickered out.

"What a noob," Takashi snickered.

"I think you're off to a good start! I didn't expect you to get it on the first try anyways." Kyouki said, silencing Takashi with a swift kick to the balls. As the redhead boy wheezed and bent over, Kyouki smiled happily and kept giving advice to the (h/c) haired girl.

Holy shit, this man is a skinny legend.

Here, let's try something else. Come into this room." The white haired man led [Name] into an area that looked like a lab. The walls were a blinding white. There was a wall of glass separating an experimentation area from the viewing area. Kyouki pressed his palm against a fingerprint reader and the glass doors opened.

"This is a small experimentation room that's surrounded with heat and pressure resistant glass. I want you to try in here," Kyouki said. [Name] nodded, but felt slightly tensed up before stepping inside. As the glass doors closed, the girl's chest tightened slightly. This... Felt familiar.

"Okay... And go."

Takashi and Kyouki sat in white lab chairs facing the glass wall. Kyouki held a clipboard and pencil in hand while Takashi boredly picked his nose.

[Name] closed her eyes and all she could hear was her heartbeat. She found this feeling eerily discomforting. Being cramped up in a lab, subject to experiments. [Name] couldn't remember why or how she felt this familiar, but it was distressing her. She felt her blood flowing faster with the fear of being exposed to old memories.

She hadn't even realized when her hands had lit up with crackling energy. On top of that, small sparks of plasma protruded from around her shoulder and collarbone area, making Kyouki clap happily with excitement.

However, before it could get any stronger, the energy fizzled out and the girl leaned backwards, exhausted. Heart pounding, she frantically scratched at the glass so she could leave. It was too... Nerve-wracking.

"Hm, do you have claustrophobia? But never mind that! It worked a bit! Maybe if we try again and again, soon you'll get significantly stronger!" Kyouki said, dropping his 'scientific' clipboard which had cringey furry pictures drawn on it.

Despite her feelings of anxiety, [Name] couldn't help but be slightly proud of herself.

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Days had passed by, and Kyouki and [Name] trained every day. He made her exercise daily so she could build up her stamina. She learned how to make her quirk reach to longer ranges.

"Yes! Good job!" Kyouki cheered. After her panic attack, she didn't have to be behind glass any longer, rather in a large, empty field incase anything went wrong.

Energy bounced off [Name]'s hands, feet, and shoulders. She had learned to control that much of her quirk, even though she had to work on her post-usage exhaustion.

"Now try to jump off the ground with plasma enhancing your feet!" Kyouki yelled over the buzzing energy. The girl, already straining herself, flinched as she tried to jump off the ground. She didn't get as far as she would have liked to, but she still went up a great distance.

As the girl fell to the ground, she collapsed on the soft, green, grass, exhausted. Takashi, who was standing nearby, smirked as he put his foot on her back.

"Ready to get your ass beaten by me?"

"Uhh, what?" [Name] panted.

"Oh, unfortunately we won't be doing that today, although having you practice-fight Takashi was on my list." Kyouki said, urgently looking at his phone. "It looks like the next city over is having some villain activity, so I'm out. That means training is finished early. You two are free. BUT-"

He shot Takashi a stern look.

"-Takashi, you're going to look after [Name]."

"WHAAT?!" The boy whined. "I HAVE TO BABYSIT THIS LIBTARD?!"

"Yes, please be by her side at all times. I have to go now, bye." Kyouki said, dashing back to the building.

"..."

"Come on hoe, we're going to the nightclub." Takashi said.

"Bitch what?" [Name] raised an eyebrow.

"You heard me, now let's go."

20 minutes later, [Name] found herself curled up and pressed against Takashi's pale, flat stomach, pretending to be his unborn baby. How else were they going to let a 15 year old into a nightclub?

"Are you sure this is going to work?" She whined.

"Shut up, I'm sure!" Takashi hissed, smacking [Name] as she squirmed around under his MCR hoodie. Takashi wore black lipstick and a long, curly black haired wig. Besides his ugly ass eyeliner, his eye makeup was girly and flawless.

"If I was actually your child, I would give myself up for adoption."

Another smack.

"Oof."

"ID please?" The bouncer at the door said gruffly.

"Umm, here you go!" Takashi said in a high-pitched girly voice, digging a fake ID out of his pocket.

The bouncer raised an eyebrow and stared at Takashi's abnormally large stomach.

"Ma'am, are you sure you should be drinking when you're pregnant?"

"Excuuuuuuse me sir?" Takashi glared. "I'll have you know my father is the owner of Microsoft and he can ban you. You better not mess with me, bitch."

And like an absolutely emo queen, he strutted into the nightclub. Once inside, [Name] crawled out of his hoodie, her hair all messed up, which gave one of the strippers nearby a near heart attack.

"Chad, your stomach is bony as fuck! And do you wear Axe because holy crap it smelled like a middle school boy's locker room in there-"

"Call me Chad again and I'll cut your toes off and feast on them."

However, [Name] was already out on the dance floor, Fortnite dancing while a bunch of people boo'd her. Hey, atleast she was having the time of her life. Takashi shrugged and went to the bar for a couple drinks, then joined the (h/c) haired girl. As the night went on, the both of them lost track of time, just having fun. They even synchronized their twerking while 'Despascito' screeched on the overhead speakers. BFF goals.

Half an hour turned into a couple of hours, and soon [Name] collapsed on the couch, tired as hell. The fact that nobody had snitched on her age was a blessing. Takashi walked over and sat next to her, sneering down at the girl with a bottle of beer in his hand.

"Aww, is it your bedtime?" He asked tauntingly.

"Where's the bathroom, I need to piss." The girl said crankily. Takashi pointed towards the bathroom, and the girl trudged to the back. Upon opening the door, she shuddered a little. It was dark and cold. Reaching for the lights, she turned it on...

Only to pretty much piss her pants.

There was a large creature in one of the stalls. It was a dull, disgusting gray color. Its flesh was wrinkly and its brain stuck out of its body, the gooey organ visible. A Nomu.

"Uh.. Um... This is awkward... My bad..."

The girl backed away as the Nomu feasted on some kind of dead animal, and closed the door with shaky hands. Thankfully, it hadn't sensed her. She dashed back to Takashi, grabbing his shirt and shaking him frantically.

"I F-FOUND DAME TU COSITA IN THE BATHROOM-"

"That's pretty epic but why are you having a literal seizure-"

But before the (h/c) haired girl could tell him anything, the sound of screams and broken glass were heard over the loud music. The two looked to the side and widened their eyes to see the Nomu standing on top of the bar table surrounded by broken pieces of glass, screeching loudly.

"Well shit."

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srry this chapter isn't as crackhead as promised i'm stressed cuz its midterm week 🤪😔