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🔥 ℝise Ⱥbove I̾t ◈ Chapter 013 [Extra Factor]

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〈“Oh, I started as an ember, Who was meant for kerosene, And now I’m raging like a fire, burning up.” The Score, “Glory”〉

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I sprinted around the corner, nearly running into Midnight as she talked with a student. “Winchester, no running in the halls!”

I ignored her with a huff, turning the next corner and stopping in front of the nurse’s office. I kicked the door open, “Granny!”

The small woman jumped in surprise, turning toward the door with a frown. “Don’t you know how to – oh my goodness, what happened?”

I set Midoriya down on the closest bed. I didn’t want to out Toshi by saying he should’ve stepped in and stopped things. “Battle training got a bit out of hand,” I muttered, stepping aside so she could examine him.

She kissed his forehead, his body glowing bright green. With a huff, she headed over to a medical cabinet. “Well, don’t just stand there, deary, make yourself useful!”

“Ah, sure.” I rushed over to her, taking the bandages and ointments from her. While she set up the I.V., I applied burn cream to his left arm before wrapping it with gauze and bandages. She did most of the work on his broken arm while I assisted in any way I could. “Hey, Granny?”

“Yes, deary?” Her tone was clipped with annoyance.

“This kid’s quirk… it’s One for All, ain’t it?”

She was quiet for a moment. “I’m afraid that’s not for me to say, but you already have an idea, don’t you?” She finished with his wounds before turning to me. “Now to fix you up!”

“Ah, wait!” I jumped back before she could kiss me. “I haven’t fought yet, I need my energy!”

Granny sighed, grabbing some more bandages. “Fine, fine. At least let me wrap up your hands so they don’t get infected.”

“Thank you,”

“That’s what I’m here for. Now, try not to get hurt any worse and come straight back after your match, understand?”

“Sure, sure.” I sighed, heading out of the room. I have so much racing through my mind right now that I honestly couldn’t give a fuck about this exercise, but I knew I had to participate, especially since I skipped out on the Quirk Assessment. That quirk of his… it’s the same aura as Toshi’s, but… it’s more raw and untamed. He clearly can’t control the damn thing, he said so himself. If he had used that much power against Bakugo… but he didn’t. He knew better than that. I don’t think he ever planned to fight him head-on, but that blonde idiot is just so goddamn angry.

And I always thought that I’m a moody little bitch.

I stepped into the observation room but I wasn’t quiet enough, everyone’s gaze snapping to me. I scowled at the attention, shoving my hands into my pockets. “The fuck are ya’ll lookin’ at?” I shrugged as if that would get rid of the eyes on me, moving to stand by the back wall.

“Um, excuse me…” The brunette approached me, looking tired and pale. “Is Deku okay?” She looked really worried like she was about to start crying.

Deku? Is that his nickname or somethin’? I smiled softly, resting my hand on her head. She reminded me of a bunny, pure and innocent. “Don’t worry, he’ll be fine. Recovery Girl is the best in the business for a reason.”

“I’m so glad,” she rubbed at her eyes before giving me a bright smile. “My name is Ochako Uraraka. Your name is… Winchester, right?”

“Jen Winchester. You can just call me Jen,”

“It’s nice to meet you! And… thank you for looking after Deku!”

“Yeah… sure thing.” I watched as she walked back to stand beside the Prep. My eyes landed on Bakugo, who was frozen in place, his wide eyes staring at the ground.

Was I too much of a dick to him? Was I too harsh?

I moved to stand beside him, my shoulder brushing his, but he didn’t even seem to notice. He’s really out of it… His lips are trembling. Oh geez, he’s not gonna cry, is he? I don’t handle crying people well, man. I cleared my throat but got nothing. I nudged him in the ribs, nothing. Okay, if he’s trying to make me feel worried and guilty, it’s fuckin’ working.

I placed my hand on the small of his back – Gramps always did that to me when I was feeling especially upset and it always calmed me down as a kid. He finally looked up at me, meeting my eyes. For a moment, he looked so… vulnerable. And then the anger returned, but it was much tamer than usual.

“Get your fuckin’ hand off me, I don’t need your pity.”

“It’s not pity, idiot. Just shut up and accept my feeble attempt at being comforting.”

He scoffed, turning his head to the side but not moving away from me. That’s a good sign, I guess.

We watched in awkward silence as the other teams took their turns. Everyone did well, but none were quite as… active as the first battle had been. And finally, it was my turn.

French Fry and Alien were up against Sumo and Mountain.

I pulled back from Bakugo, ignoring his curious stare as I slipped out of the room. I don’t really have a plan, mostly because I don’t know anything about my opponents, not their quirks or capabilities, or even their fucking names. Guess I’ll just hide in the shadows until they engage with each other.

I snuck around to the back of the building, climbing the fire escape. I was careful around the windows, making sure I wasn’t seen while also checking for where the bomb is. No one but Toshi knows what team I had drawn, but this was the last battle… did they expect me? To be honest, I was hoping to my god, the taco, that everyone had forgotten about me.

I reached the last landing of the fire escape with a huff. Why the fuck is this building so damn tall? Fuck’s sake. I haven’t moved this much since I was ten and that fucker Jino stole my taco money. Guess I forgot that being a hero requires putting in actual work. I glanced through the window on the top floor.

Jackpot! There’s the bomb and it looks like Mountain is alone and… what the fuck is he doing in the corner? I leaned closer, squinting to see through the dirty glass. He was kneeling down petting a rat… I sweatdropped. Is everyone in this damn school nuts or is it just my class?

I dug my nails into the bottom of the window, but it didn’t budge. Damn, I was hoping for a stealthy approach, but it looks like I gotta break the window. I pulled back my elbow before bringing it hard against the glass, shattering it. My bandaged hands were a big help in removing the class from the sill so I could slip inside.

Mountain was now standing by the bomb, shaking like a leaf with his hands held up in surrender. I took a step forward and he flinched. Okay… definitely not gonna fight this poor kid. He might die of fucking heart failure.

I pulled the capture tape from my back pocket and slowly approached him, keeping my guard up in case it was all an act – I didn’t believe it was, but better safe than sorry, I guess. He looked so terrified, I almost feel guilty capturing him. Almost. “Hands,” I ordered. He quickly held them out I tied them together. “Too tight?” His shook his head side to side and I led him away from the bomb. If I ended up having to fight the others, I didn’t want this kid to get involved.

“Ow, shit!” I snapped my gaze down to see the rat attached to my ankle, his teeth easily cutting through the fabric of my pants. “That fucking hurts, you shit! Get offa me!” I wiggled my leg, but he just bit down harder. Goddamn it, I’m against animal cruelty! I grabbed it by the scruff of its neck, tapping it on the nose lightly until it finally let go, trying to grab onto my finger. With a string of curses, I dropped the squirming creature into Mountain’s lap. He held it close and the rat started to calm down. Does he have an animal quirk?

Wait, wait wait… don’t rats have diseases and shit? Fuck my life. If I die by a fucking rat I will burn this world from the grave.

“Woohoo!” Alien came sliding into the room, aiming straight for the bomb.

I held my hand up and a line of fire sprung to life in front of her. She yelped in surprise, stumbling back until falling on her behind. “Sorry, but I’m afraid that belongs to me, and I don’t like people touching my shit.”

She looked back at me, eyes wide. The situation dawned on her and she jumped to her feet, shooting a grey substance from her hands. I dodged most of it, but some splattered onto my tank top. The fabric started to dissolve with a hiss. Acid? It’s gotta be.

Che, how annoying. My long-range flames aren’t as powerful and they’re harder to control, but it should be enough for this. I just have to be careful. Watch the temperature and breathe.

The acid was beginning to eat through the floor, creating varying sized holes across the room. Hey, that’s an idea that might work. If I can keep her distracted by pretending to attack, I might be able to pull this off. I dodged another wave of acid, slipping under it and aiming my fist at her head. She slid backward with the acid coming from her feet. Her reflexes are pretty sharp.

I glanced at the floor as the acid slowly ate through the concrete. Just a little bit longer. She jumped toward me, kicking up acid into the air which fell onto my arm. I clenched my jaw in pain, slamming my flaming fist against the ground. The concrete cracked, spreading out to the holes until the floor started to collapse beneath us. She squeaked, trying to reach a part of the floor that wasn’t crumbling, but she was too far away.

I kneeled by the hole, glancing down at her. She was lying on her back, eyes closed. Hopefully, she’s unconscious. I glanced over at Mountain, who was near the hole. “You good?”

He nodded frantically, clutching the rat to his chest.

I stepped around the hole, leaning against the wall by the door. I could hear heavy footsteps rushing down the hall, far too heavy to belong to French Fry. Must be the big guy, then. If I had to guess, his quirk has something to do with strength, but that’s going off of appearance alone. I pressed myself flat against the wall.

Sumo ran into the room too fast to see me. Perfect!

I kicked the back of his knee and he stumbled but didn’t hit the ground. It was enough, though. I threw my arm around his neck, digging my knee into his back. He tried to claw at my arm but I increased my body temperature to burn his fingers but not his neck – it was tricky, but I managed it. I dug harder into his back, slamming his body against the ground with my own.

My eye twitched as he continued to fight back, nearly knocking me off of his body. Goddamn, just fucking pass out already! His body started to weaken before finally going slack. I huffed, releasing him. I made my way back to the hole and over the line of flames in front of the bomb, lowering my hand before flipping it over. The flames disappeared and I touched the fake bomb.

“Extra factor wins!”

My eye twitched in annoyance. What a stupid ass name. I’m along here, just use my fucking name! I pulled a switchblade from my pocket, flicking my wrist as I approached Mountain. He closed his eyes in fear and I kneeled down, carefully cutting the tape from his wrists.

Toshi came through with the medical bots, slapping his large hand on my shoulder. “You’ve come so far in such a short amount of time! I am so proud of you, young Jen!”

“You can cut the proud dad act, I still have a bone to pick with you after this,” I told him as I left the room, my hands stuffed into my pockets. My ankle is stinging from that damn rat and my hands were bleeding again. There was a small burn on my left arm and another on my stomach from the acid. If Granny sees these new wounds, I’m never gonna hear the end of it.

I’d rather just suffer and heal naturally.

When I re-entered the observation room, Bakugo’s red eyes were the first thing I saw. His jaw was clenched and he looked angry again. Ochako popped up in front of me and started to fangirl about how cool I am. I could only scratch my cheek awkwardly as she started to re-enact what she had seen. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel nice to be praised by someone other than Toshi, but man if it ain’t embarrassing, too.

I glanced behind her and Peppermint was glaring at me again. Man, what is his damage? Does he have a fucking problem with me? I returned to Bakugo’s side, putting more distance between us than before. He glared at me, too.

Man, this class needs some serious therapy.

Toshi led us all back to the same tunnel we had begun at. “That’s a wrap! Super work! You really stepped up to the plate and we didn’t have any major injuries except for Midoriya. You should be proud! Excellent first day of training all around!”

Toshi, you’re laying it on too thick. Chill out.

“It’s nice to hear some encouraging words after our homeroom class. Mr. Aizawa was kind of a buzzkill.”

Oh boy, Toshi’s head just inflated with that one.

“I’m happy to bring such staggering positivity to my alma mater! That’s all for now, folks! I should go and check on young Midoriya’s progress. Now watch how a pro exits! Like he’s got somewhere to be!!” Toshi took off down the hall and I cursed, rushing after him. No way in hell am I letting you get away!

He was so pre-occupied that he didn’t even notice me slip into the staff entrance behind him, sliding through the doors just before they closed. He was wheezing and his body engulfed in smoke. His skeletal form looked even worse in the baggy hero costume. “Man, you’re a fucking mess, ain’t ya?” He jumped in surprise, his wheezing turning into full-on coughing. I sweatdropped. “Don’t die on me, now.” With a sigh, I turned my back to him and kneeled down.

He stared at me blankly.

“Oi, I don’t have all day! Get on, I’ll carry you, gramps.”

He smacked the back of my head half-heartedly. “I’m not that old.” He staggered a bit as he walked, heading down the hall. I followed, hands in my pockets. As expected, Granny was pissed when we showed up.

She glared at both of us, making me sit on a stool while she ranted to Toshi. “The second day of school and he’s already a regular patient! Why didn’t you stop him, All Might?”

He coughed. “You’re right, Recovery Girl. I’m sorry.”

“Well, it’s no good apologizing to me! He’s too exhausted from his classes for my quirk. I can’t treat all of his injuries at once! I did some first aid, but after the I.V. is finished, we’ll have to wait for his body to heal overnight. Come on, All Might. I know you passed your powers onto this boy -”

I fucking knew it. Well, Toshi did technically mention it to me before school started but that’s neither here nor there. Not my fault my dumbass don’t listen.

“- but you can’t spoil him!”

He rubbed the back of his head. “I am trying not to play favorites. I wanted to consider his feelings, though. He needed to see that he was capable of winning the exercise. Oh yeah, also,” he lowered his voice. “Will you please not talk so loudly about One for All when anyone around you could hear?”

I pushed against the ground with my foot so the stool was by the bed so I could lean back against the metal at the foot of it. What was the big deal about people knowing about his power? I mean, I get that it’s this like, super over-powered quirk or some shit, but it’s not like people can forcefully take it if they find out the truth.

“Yeah, yeah. I know. Mr. ‘natural born hero’. Mr. ‘symbol of peace’!”

He sighed, raising his clenched fist to his chest. “Several people know about my injury and this weakened form, like the U.A. facility and a certain group of pro heroes, for example. However, only a select few people know the secret of One for All. There’s you, the principal, and a very close friend of mine. Young Midoriya, too, of course, and young Jen, but no one else knows the truth about my power.”

“You’re the number one hero in the world, All Might. Does it really matter if you were born with your quirk or not? Do you have to be the symbol of peace? Is it that important?”

Granny asking the important questions. Her sad tone tugged at my heart, though. I wanted to pull the small woman into my arms, but at the same time, I didn’t want to draw attention to myself because of my injuries.

“If they knew I wasn’t, the temptation of this power could corrupt our society. This quirk… those who wield it are responsible for mankind’s safety.”

I glanced at Midoriya. Does he even know that? That’s a pretty tall order for a fifteen-year-old boy.

“Well, if that’s the case, it’s even more important for you to be a good guide.”

“You’re right…”

“And you, young lady.”

I winced at her tone, sitting straight up on the stool.

“Didn’t I tell you not to get more hurt?”

“Uhh, well, you see, what had happened was -”

She kissed my cheek and I slid off the stool, feeling my energy drain as my wounds healed. “You wouldn’t let me heal you earlier but you can’t escape it this time, deary.”

I groaned, wishing I had a pillow to smash my face into. “Next time, please just let me heal like a normal person, thanks…”

“But you’re not a normal person,”

I can’t tell if that’s an insult or a compliment…

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I yawned as the final class of the day ended. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door, ignoring whoever called out my name. The only voice I cared to hear from was the one belonging to that ugly ass green couch.

“Oi,”

I glanced over my shoulder to see Bakugo. His head was lowered, hair covering his eyes as he approached. “What’s -”

“Thank you,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I’m sorry, you what now?” Had I heard that right?

He glared at me. “I didn’t fucking say anything. Get your damn ears checked!”

I deadpanned. This fuckin’ kid…

“Kacchan!”

Midoriya ran toward us, looking a bit worse for the wear. I patted Bakugo’s shoulder as I passed by, leaving the school grounds.

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