《Izuku Of The Sharingan》Chapter 18: The One on One Pt.2
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NOBODY'S POV
It was now the preparation for the 3rd round of the one versus one matches. Everyone was very much eager to see the match since it was Todoroki and Sero next who were gonna fight it out out there. Everyone wanted to see what would those 2 bring to the table with their quirks in display.
Needless to say, a certain hero dad was about to interrupt one of them before the match even starts, and it wasn't going to be a pretty conversation.
"What do you want?"
"Dad?"
Todoroki glared at his father, Endeavor the #2 hero. He scowled as a follow up while endeavor gave his own fair share of a look of disapproval. They were locked on a glaring contest, with scowls and scoffs here and there.
"Shoto." Endeavor began.
"Stop this childish behavior! You know full well that you were meant to use that side of yours." He bellowed to Todoroki as his face was contorted with inner rage seeping through inside him.
"Accept your power and use it to fullfil my desire. You will be greater than even me and All Might." He growled at the name and looked away to hide his angered face at the mention.
"...." Todoroki past by Endeavor, his eyes shadowed by his bangs, internal rage building up from deep inside him.
"Don't ever forget my masterpiece! You will surpass All Might!" With one final sign of frustration, he marched towards the open field, his mind clouded with utter rage and anger.
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"OKAY!!! TIME FOR THE NEXT ROUND OF THE ONE ON ONE BATTLES EVERYBODY!!!" Everyone cheered for like the 1000th time now with present mic's announcement
Midoriya and his other classmate's were sitting on the bleachers excited for who ever were gonna slug it out and win.
"Damn! I'm already guessing the next match will be super heated, I'm getting pumped!!" Karishma raised his fists in excitement, looking forward for the next fight. The previous ones were so good, this next one should keep the momentum going. But they're in for a surprise of this round.
"I think it'll be great since it is Todoroki's and Sero's match after all. Ranged attack versus ranged attack, Kero." Tsu placed a finger on her chin while the others looked at her wide eyed. Another one of the 3 strongest was going to fight it out, and it was Todoroki.
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'I know who'll win, its so obvious already that even an idiot can predict it too.' Midoriya thought, his eyes closed not even gonna waste a second to look at the results.
"Sero will win this!" Mineta yelled.
'Ok, maybe an idiot that's slightly intellectual.' White broccoli boy thought and decided to watch either way. He opened one of his eyes to watch while he remained half asleep.
'... Sharingan...' his right eye swirled into a color red with a 3 tomoe iris forming.
'Ill first see where are my 2 great great gramps.' his eyes scanned throughout the bleachers, his eyes were moving fast, scanning all the individuals, a normal individual would stop at this point, but he kept going.
He pursed his lips and smirked.
"Found them. Glad they're not even bored of this all." He muttered silently. They were looking at the field with a silent expression.
"Guess they're having a moment, I'll leave 'em be." He muttered silently again as present mic was done doing his announcement just 5 minutes ago.
"ALRIGHT! NOW FOR THE NEXT ROUND! TODOROKI VERSUS SERO! PROCEED TO THE FIELD!!" The crowd roared and said persons appeared.
"Huh-- that's weird." Mina looks surprised and the rest looked at her way.
"What? What's weird?" Kaminari asked curiously.
"Look at Todoroki you guys, he seems pissed off. More so than usual." Mina explained and the rest looked at Todoroki. Indeed. He looked mad and pissed off, his eyes burning with hate.
"Indeed he is, whatchu think was the reason tho?" Kaminari's curious gaze didn't shift to another person. The others where just left in the dark without any info.
Izuku suddenly yawned loudly which caused everyone to look at him weirdly.
"Maybe i can help?" He offered, and all eyes were on him.
"Really? How?" Yaomomo asked.
"Simple. My quirk helps me look into a person's memories just by eye contact." He said nonchalantly while waving his arms lazily in the air.
"...." Silence.
That was all they could give as feedback to Izuku.
"What?" He had a confused look on his face.
"Invasion of privacy Midori! Privacy issues!" Mina yelled, covering her eyes in fake mockery.
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"Whatever." He muttered and got bored easily and decided to sleep again.
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"THE WINNER SHOTO TODOROKI!" The winner was inevitable. Said person walked away after apologizing and unfreezing Sero from a brutal ice attack that covered the half part of the stadium.
1-A was slightly disturbed by the display of power and most decided to be on the good side of shoto. Except Izuku, he didn't want to fight someone using half their entire power, literally. He was getting pissed off just thinking about him going full out in his current prime against someone using 50% of their power cause of some Daddy issues, it infuriated Izuku inside. His eyes twitched slightly at the thought.
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'That son of a bitch...' he thought with gritted teeth, he surely took over Madara and his 'Go-all-out' mentality, but dialed it up on anger management issues. He was trying so hard to not pounce down and challenge shoto amd make him use all of his quirk.
'I'll make you use everything you bastard. I'll force you to give me an all out fight. I will not win some half baked victory.' he swore and glared at the exit shoto went through.
To what he said was like a prayer, a cold blooded anger prayer. If anyone could hear it they might as well pray to Kami for protection from the wrath of Izuku.
"Excuse me, I'm just gonna go freshen up." Izuku excused himself and walked towards the restrooms to cool his jets down.
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"Maybe i should talk to all might or Sasuke or Madara about emotional shit... Cuz i think im losing it." He chuckled sheepishly and used his hand to support his head like a madlad.
"Yeah... Maybe I'll talk to all of them after this, i just hope i dont go all crazy and knock myself out until next week." He sighed and walked back to where he was before going to the restrooms.
"Where do you think you're going boy?" A familiar voice echoed behind Izuku as he turned around, he glared and saw endeavor.
"What do you want this time? I'm already at my wits end old man. Make it quick." He said nonchalantly with a slight glare cast onto the no. 2 hero.
"No manners for such a young child, hmph. I want you to know this, shoto will defeat you and become my successor to beat all might, and i deem you as a troublesome obstacle in my plans." He said, flames dancing around his body and makeshift beard with his face hard and cold looking.
"Well sorry to say old man but I'm gonna win this joint to prove my worth, so I'm not gonna follow in your demands to let myself be defeated by your walking sperm you call 'your precious child'." He sassed back and walked away from an angered endeavor shouting boomer insults towards him.
'the nerve of some people...' he thought bitterly and cringed his face contorted with his pissed off mood as he made his way back to his area.
"What the fuck happened to you? It's like you saw your mom get killed or something?" Katsuki commented on Izuku's mood. He just scoffed and went to sit back next to Ochaco.
"Just encountered an annoying flamming boomer." He said as he closed his eyes.
"Sucks to be you at the moment." Katsuki said and Izuku just grumbled in annoyance.
"By the way whos gonna fight next? I remembered its Hatsume And Iida." He pondered, and most of his classmates nodded at him. ()
"This is gonna be a nutshell fight, and im bored so let me laugh at it, once it starts, wake me." He said and drifted off to sleep.
'i feel kind of weird, as if something is gonna happen, maybe i should check back at home.' He thought but decided not to. And he slowly drifted off to sleep
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