Match 3 – Hero Team: Iida & Uraraka | Villain Team: Aoyama & Kaminari
"Let's do our best, Uraraka-san!" Iida said with his signature serious tone, fists pumping like pistons.
Uraraka nodded with a bright smile. "Right! Let's go!"
From the villain side, Kaminari was already stretching like he was warming up for a dance battle, while Aoyama dramatically adjusted his belt, striking a pose.
"I shall shine brighter than all!" Aoyama declared, sparkles practically emanating from him.
The building was quiet at the start. Aoyama had taken up a position in a wide hallway, ready to blast anyone who came near. Kaminari, meanwhile, was off to the side, a short-range trap - waiting to fry anyone who got too close.
Iida and Uraraka crept in with a coordinated plan. She floated several chunks of debris in advance while Iida used his mobility to scout the corridors quickly.
Iida spotted the ambush too late.
Kaminari popped out and blasted lightning down the hallway. It forced Iida back, but he narrowly avoided getting zapped. "Mid-range static burst - annoying," Iida muttered, ducking behind a pillar.
Meanwhile, Uraraka had gone up a floor and was preparing to launch a surprise.
"Now!" she whispered into her comms.
Iida burst forward again, drawing fire. Aoyama immediately turned the corner, aiming his laser-
And got smacked in the side of the helmet by floating debris falling at speed.
"Mon dieu!" he yelped, crashing sideways into the wall, laser going wild.
Kaminari panicked, trying to backpedal, but Uraraka landed beside him with zero noise and tagged him- "Release!"
The debris fell from above.
KLANG!
Kaminari was buried in a very inconvenient pile of a bunch of different things she found on the way up.
"Hero team wins!"
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Match 4 – Hero Team: Ashido & Souta | Villain Team: Shoto & Sato
As the match-up appeared on the screen, the observation room immediately perked up.
"Wait, this is gonna be Souta versus his brother?" Kaminari said, his grin widening.
"Did they plan this or what?" Jirou leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm. "I feel like I'm about to watch a pro match or something."
Down at the training facility, Mina rolled her shoulders and turned toward Souta as they stood just outside the entry point of the training building.
"Alright, flame-boy. What are we thinking? Any secret twin tricks I should know about?"
Souta adjusted the strap of his gloves, his eyes already scanning the building ahead. His expression was unreadable, but there was a flicker of anticipation behind his calm gaze.
"Well, honestly, I don't think there's anyone in our class who can beat my brother at the moment…" he said quietly, then let a smirk creep in. "Besides me, of course."
Mina raised both eyebrows. "Ohoho, confident. I like it."
"He's probably going to go straight for control. Ice walls, floors, divide and isolate tactics. If we're not careful, he'll trap us before we even see him."
"Good thing you've got me to melt the floors then," she grinned, her pink acid already bubbling at her fingertips.
Souta chuckled. "Exactly. I'll leave you to that, while I'm gonna stop his advances."
Inside the building:
Elsewhere in the training zone, Shoto stood with Sato. His eyes were already closed, focused.
"He's not going to go easy on us," Shoto said.
"Neither are we," Sato replied, downing a sugar cube. His muscles already started to bulk, his breathing deepening.
Shoto's eyes opened, sharp and cold.
Match Start.
The moment the buzzer sounded, the temperature in the building seemed to shift. Ice blasted from the far side, a frozen wave barreling down corridors and slamming into walls - Shoto's signature control move.
Souta raised a hand and countered immediately with a surge of blue fire, carving through the center of the wall. The ice hissed and melted violently, steam billowing around them.
Mina whistled behind him. "Man, your family reunions must be wild."
"Oh, you have no idea."
They pushed forward fast, moving carefully but decisively. Souta led with flames, opening up pathways while Mina spread acid behind them in slick trails to keep anyone from sneaking up or flanking.
Deeper in the building, Sato charged forward. Despite the bulk, he moved quickly, brute force embodied.
Mina took point this time. She danced around his strikes, flipping over low swings, sliding under wild punches. With a shout, she flung acid at the floor ahead of him - creating a pit trap in the freshly melted ground.
Sato lunged - and the floor gave out beneath him, trapping him waist-deep in a melted hole.
"Sorry, big guy," Mina called with a wink. "Try again next time!"
Meanwhile, Souta had already moved ahead alone.
He found Shoto waiting at the top of a stairwell, framed by ice that climbed the walls and floor in jagged lines.
"You're not going to overpower me with flames alone," Shoto said evenly.
"Wouldn't dream of it," Souta replied - and launched forward.
The two collided in a storm of fire and ice. Shoto fired a jagged wall of ice from his right side, while Souta's flames surged to counter, carving a line through it. The hallway filled with steam, obscuring vision, but neither backed down.
Shoto fired again, releasing another wave of his ice, this time closer to the ground.
Souta jumped into the air, spinning with a burst of flame that incinerated the air between them.
"You're good, Shoto," he said, landing low and sliding forward, "but you're predictable."
Shoto narrowed his eyes. "We'll see."
More attacks followed, their powers clashing over and over - melting, freezing, evaporating.
Then, at just the right moment, Souta launched a blast at the ceiling above Shoto. The blast created a cascade of molten debris and piping that collapsed down onto him - not enough to hurt, but enough to pin and disorient.
Before Shoto could recover, Souta sprinted past and tagged the bomb sitting in the simulated villain stronghold.
"Hero team wins!"
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In the monitor room, the class erupted into a mix of gasps, claps, and mutters of disbelief.
"I was sure they'd both go down at the same time," Sero said.
"They were like fire and ice for real," Uraraka added, impressed.
Shoto returned first, silent but clearly annoyed in the quietest way possible. Souta followed shortly after, calm, eyes forward.
They passed one another.
Shoto didn't say anything.
Souta just patted his shoulder lightly as he went by.
No words. Just mutual understanding.
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Match 5 – Hero Team: Hagakure & Ojiro | Villain Team: Yaoyorozu & Kouda
Inside the training building:
Hagakure bounced lightly on her feet - well, as much as one could tell from the floating gloves that gave away her position. She was fully cloaked in her invisibility, her voice hushed but enthusiastic.
"Ojiro, I'll scout ahead and keep them confused. You focus on flushing them out, yeah?"
Ojiro gave a nod. Calm and focused as always. "Just make sure you don't get too close if Kouda starts pulling in bugs."
"Don't remind me," she muttered with a visible shudder in her voice.
Villain side:
Yaoyorozu sat near the objective, legs folded beneath her, already beginning the careful creation of a metal staff and several other support tools—nets, traps, even a small flare gun.
"Kouda, if you can draw their attention away, I can reinforce our position. Try to lead them to the east hallway."
Kouda didn't speak, just gave a thumbs up and closed his eyes, tuning in to the quiet sounds of nearby wildlife.
Match Start.
The building remained eerily still for the first few minutes.
Then a sudden flurry of bats burst from the rafters, swirling toward the heroes' side. Ojiro ducked instinctively, his tail swinging to clear a few out of his way.
"That's Kouda, alright," he muttered.
"I'm in," Hagakure's voice whispered through her comms. "I can see Yaoyorozu. She's made some kind of shield around the bomb. Might be tricky to get close."
"Then we draw her out," Ojiro said, dashing into a wide hallway and clapping his hands loudly. "Come on then!"
Kouda answered, emerging silently from a side passage. He didn't say anything, but another swarm of bugs came down from above, crawling and flying toward the distraction.
Ojiro sprang into action, flipping and twisting through the barrage with athletic precision. His tail lashed out, swatting aside the worst of it, though it was clearly slowing him down.
Meanwhile, Hagakure slipped through the chaos unseen.
Yaoyorozu had created a collapsible shield she could lift quickly, but her attention turned as Kouda's bug onslaught intensified. That small distraction was all Hagakure needed.
Just as Yaoyorozu started to move toward the hallway to support Kouda, the bomb behind her lit up.
"Hero team wins!"
Hagakure's gloves flickered into view as she gave a small cheer. "Teamwork, baby!"
Yaoyorozu turned, stunned. "She got through all of that?"
Kouda returned shortly after, shrugging slightly in apology. "S-Sorry, they were too quick…"
Ojiro arrived next, breathing hard but wearing a relaxed smile. "Nice work."
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Back in the viewing room, Iida straightened. "A textbook example of infiltration and precision. Very well executed."
"Aaaaand that's a wrap on today's battle training!" All Might declared with his signature grin. "Each of you showed something valuable today. Don't worry if you lost - what matters is how you grow from it."
Souta crossed his arms thoughtfully, still watching the monitor even though it was now blank.