4 Chapter 3: Forced to UA

Futari glared at her standing about 20 yards away. "You should have just eliminated me when I was climbing above the shutters."

"Oh, believe me, I would have but as you can see the refs told me not to attack since this is a safe zone."

Futari and the woman were instructed to walk off off the turf and up to the middle of the stairs on opposing ends of the stadium. Bombastic began hyping up the crowd. "On the left side, we have the monstrous, roided out kid, FuuuuuuuuTARRRRRIIIIIIIII!! He has eliminated one competitor this stage but destroyed a raid boss robot and eliminated two others in the 3rd bracket! He has a strength enhancement quirk!"

The audience erupted. Futari grimaced. "Roided out? Shouldn't I be more buff with like 30 more pounds in muscle? And strength enhancement? Pretty sure that isn't what my dad wrote down unless he is trolling."

Shokuchi was standing on top of his seat. "COME ON FUTARI. WIN AND GET THAT WOMANS NUMBER FOR ME! SHE'S TOO OLD FOR YOU BUT I GOT THIS."

Aizawa's left eye began twitching. "Oi, can you stop acting like a perverted dumbass?"

Hmph! You wouldn't understand. You've got women coming after you like a swarm of bees. You have fan clubs of women registered all over Japan! Midnight and Ms. Joke are both 10s! But for me, I haven't dated a woman in years!"

"Wasn't that by choice?"

"Not important! COME ON FUTARI!"

Bombastic's hype continued. "In the right corner, we've got Chikyū Ātisuto! She is a freelance sculpture artist. She's eliminated 12 out of the 30 competitors so far and is looking for her 13th! She has a mud manipulation quirk."

Futari was shocked. "A sculpture artist?! She's strong enough to be a pro hero!" The audience exploded in cheers for Chikyū, predominantly men who liked what they saw.

Shokuchi was among these men. "COME CHIKYŪ. TEACH THAT BOY SOME DISCIPLINE.

Aizawa was holding his head trying to massage away a headache. "You are the scum of the earth."

"Shut up! She needs to know how supportive I am for her cause." Shokuchi began to think. This woman will be tough for Futari to beat with just the passive abilities of his quirk. Her quirk mastery is impressive and excellent for zoning close range fighters. This is the test you wanted, right my son?

Bombastic began to speak. "Now, Chikyū, since you got up here first you can choose the terrain."

Chikyū pondered for a second? "Do you guys have a marshland?"

"Yes, ma'am! And Futari what do you want?"

"Rocky hills please."

"No problem."

The audience began to murmur amongst themselves. "Rocky hills? Can't she just turn that into mud too?"

Chikyū began to do a haughty laugh. "You hear the audience, don't you? I can just turn the rocky hills into mud as well." The shutter doors began to open revealing rocky mountains with a marshland floor.

Futari smiled. "Veins," Futari mumbled. His black veins reappeared.

"You won't smile after you lose that's for sure. I hope you don't have a problem hurting a woman," she said as she placed herself within the marshland.

Futari jumped on top of a rocky hill on his side of the stadium. "I haven't a single problem removing a person that is in my way."

"LET'S START THIS LAST ROUND."

Futari dodged to left immediately as the mud puddle formed where he previously stood. Predictable, Futari bragged to himself. Then, quickly, he drove his hands through the ground and lifted, destroying the floor and sending sizeable boulders into the air. He strafed to the left as the mud came towards him and jumped onto one of the boulders. The mud wave contorted and flew upwards. Ok. I know exactly how her quirk works. He jumped off the boulder to another nearby, launching the previous boulder towards her.

Chikyū eyes widened as the launched boulder flew towards her. The mud wave coming towards Futari suddenly stopped, turning into normal mud and fell to the ground down. He then dug his hands into the boulder he was standing on, then flipped and threw the second boulder much faster than the first one. Chikyu began putting a mud wall in front of her to stop the boulder because she assumed it was intending to hit her. "Aren't lethal attacks against the rules?!" Just then the second boulder smashed the first boulder creating debris. She continued to hold the wall up. Where'd he go?! She searched around for him when she heard a step behind and to the left of her. She spun around and saw the man sprinting at her at an incredible clip, holding stones in his hand about 50 yards back. She tried to use the mud under his feet as he approached but he moved too quickly so she chose to control an area directly between her and him about 15 feet in front of her.

Futari heard mud rising behind him about a quarter of a second after each step. She's trying to trap my feet, but the mud can't act fast enough. Suddenly, he stopped hearing the mud rising behind him. She's planning something, but it shouldn't matter, He thought to himself. He has 3 rocks in between the fingers of each hand, 6 rocks total. He threw one rock at her as hard as he could. He cut to left and threw another rock. He jumped in the air and threw a third rock.

She saw how quickly theses rocks were traveling so she shifted her attention to blocking these rocks. She put up a thick half dome in front of her to block the stones. Then to her left, he was 10 feet away. A fourth stone was thrown at her. She couldn't shift the dome because the first three rocks were still coming to her so made a thick mud column to block this 4thstone. The first 3 stones then collided with the half dome but there was no time to readjust the barrier because he appeared to the left of her column with his fist clenched to hit her. She began to panic. He's going to hit me in the face. Quickly! I need to move to extend some mud from the column to block the hit. She thought to herself.

Futari successfully got close enough to hit her. With an almost sadistic smile on his face, he calmly said, "Sleep." Futari's left foot firmly planted into the marshland sending ripples through the dirty water. In the background you could hear Bombastic yelling into the mic, the audience roaring with both boos and awes alike. The top part of the mud column and the mud under his feet began to shift but seemingly in slow motion. There wasn't a chance, they'd move fast enough to block the punch or to eliminate him beforehand. His torso shifted and sent his fist with massive momentum.

Chikyū closed her eyes scared out of her mind. This will hurt so much. I hope my face doesn't get messed up. She waited a moment. Nothing connected with her face. Did I get hit so hard that I can't even tell? Am I actually knocked out? Through the sounds of her thoughts the screaming crowd and her breathing she heard in a calm almost playful voice, "You seem to have forgotten the goal of this game, pretty woman." She slowly opened her eyes and saw not a fist, but a man turned around, walking away holding a flag in his left hand.

Futari's black veins faded away. "I said I have no problem hitting a girl but that's only if it's necessary. Plus, bruising your face would be a sin, to be honest. A simple fake punch with my right hand to draw your attention so that my left hand can snatch the flag of your belt."

Chikyū fell to her knees, dropping a majority of her lower body into the marshland. She was breathing deeply and trying to calm down because her heart rate was racing. "You made me have to pay attention to so many things at the same time."

"Of course. I already had a decent idea on how your quirk worked from our scuffle in the city landscape. When you first ambushed me, you could have turned the whole floor into a mud and I would have lost, but you didn't which probably meant you couldn't. It also seemed like there was a hard limit on how much you could manipulate since the same puddle of mud did not infinitely chase me. You kept making new puddles. When I jumped towards you, you didn't intercept me in the air with mud, so you cannot manifest it out of nothing. All I had to know was if I threw a rock into the air, could you shift that rock into mud? The answer was no so, the mud probably has to come from something on the floor or directly contacting the floor, like a building. If you could make rocks that were not connected to ground into mud, then I would have forfeited because it'd be impossible to beat you without actively using my quirk."

She expressed confusion wrinkling her forehead. "Actively using your quirk? Weren't you using it?"

"No. Advanced senses and peak physical condition are passive effects of my quirk. Using my quirk fully is dangerous."

"Ehhhhhhhh?!"

Futari was then put through the ceremony to get the massive check and was honestly annoyed with its immense size. Bombastic gave him a normal sized check after some complaining when the ceremony was done and everyone was leaving. Futari met with his father and gave him the check before his father went to UA with Aizawa. Finally, Futari went home to clean up the place while his dad was out.

At 10 pm…

Shokuchi walked into his house and much to his surprised the house was clean with his stuff organized. Shokuchi began to tear up a little bit because he thought about how much his son was doing for him. He was not going to like what he was about to hear. "Futari, come down here." Futari walked downstairs in his pajamas holding a book about aquatic animals.

"Am I in trouble? What did I do?"

"Why do you assume that you are in trouble? What DID you do? Hmmmmmmm?

"I ate the baked chicken in the fridge… sorry. I was exhausted and hungry."

Shukuchi tried to maintain a smile. "I seasoned that baked chicken so well. Did it at least taste good?"

"Oh, it was excellent."

"I should disown you!"

"I won you 1 million yen today!"

"I don't care. I wanted that chicken!"

Futari and Shokuchi both stare at each other then break out into laughter.

"You aren't actually mad about the chicken, are you?"

"Well…I was hoping I had a piece of the chicken but I made it for your return anyway. I don't care that much. I ate dinner. I do have to talk to you though."

"Alright good ahead."

"Alright you won't like this but I need you to start going to U.A. indefinitely as a guest."

"Uuuhh? Did I hear you correctly? U.A.? Why would I go to a trash hero school?"

"It's the best hero school in Japan."

"It's not a trash hero school. It's trash BECAUSE it's a hero school. You know how I feel about hero society. I don't want to go to one of their schools."

"Futari, I understand how you feel but I think if you meet other kids your age who aspire to be heroes your opinion will change."

"I doubt it will. If hero society was so great, a 1-dimensional hypocrite like Stain wouldn't be able to influence so many people. They'd see right through his unrealistic philosophy but since there's so much corruption, people like his ideals."

"You know about Stain?"

"Besides studying this book I've been catching up on things that happened in the last year."

"Well look I hate to be like this but I am not asking you. I'm telling you to go to U.A."

"Tsk. Why is it so important that I go to U.A? I thought I wasn't going to school till the next school year?"

"It's classified."

"Classified? Wait are you being a detective again? I thought you quit.

"It's complicated. You won't be going for school purposes. You'll be Aizawa's assistant."

"An assistant?! Unbelievable. That's actually unbelievable."

"It won't be as bad as you think. I promise. If you think anyone is suspicious, let me know. I'm sorry again."

"Fine." Futari, said with irritation, then he went upstairs and shut himself in his room.

Shukuchi collapsed into his seat mumbling to himself, "Trust me Futari. I am just as upset as you are. I quit being in the police force because of what happened to you and now here I am again.