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Chapter Two: Fire and Shadows
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The early morning haze still clung to the air the next day when Midoriya stepped out onto the school grounds. His legs ached. His shoulder was bruised. But none of that bothered him. What bothered him was the way Logan had looked at him—cold, calculating. As if he'd seen straight through Midoriya and found something… lacking.
Midoriya clenched his fists.
Today, he would change that.
Inside Classroom 1-A, a rare silence fell over the group. No one was goofing off. Even Kaminari had left his usual antics behind. The simulation had left a mark. For some, it had been humbling. For others, it had sparked something more dangerous—a need to prove themselves.
"Quiet, all of you," Aizawa announced as he stepped in. "Logan's waiting."
There was no delay. No lesson. No warning. Within five minutes, they were suited up and led to the same training sector as yesterday. This time, Logan wasn't alone.
Beside him stood two figures. One was a woman with sleek white armor and a visor covering her eyes. The other was a towering man, broad-shouldered, with mechanized gauntlets glowing a deep red.
Logan didn't waste time.
"These two are part of your extended training staff. You'll know them as 'Echo' and 'Forge.' Both ex-operatives. Both lethal. Both here to ruin your day." He turned, then added, "You're welcome."
Echo's voice was crisp and devoid of emotion. "Today's exercise is based on response under chaos. No pairs. No support. You work solo. You rescue civilians. You face hostiles. You do this while being hunted."
Forge crossed his arms. "By us."
Shock passed through the students like a lightning bolt.
"Wait, wait, you mean you're gonna—" Kaminari began, but Logan cut him off.
"They'll be operating as rogue villains. Your job is to complete your mission while evading or surviving their attacks. If you're caught and incapacitated, you're out."
Bakugo laughed under his breath. "Finally, some real fun."
Midoriya, meanwhile, felt a chill run down his spine. Echo and Forge weren't teachers—they were predators.
The sirens blared. The simulation began again. The warzone had been altered—denser fog, fewer visible paths, more debris and verticality.
Alone now, the students scattered into the mist.
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Midoriya Izuku: Target Acquired
Midoriya crept through a bombed-out shopping arcade, eyes darting for movement. His mind cataloged possible threats, terrain advantages, and potential hiding places.
Remember: locate civilians, avoid operatives, survive.
He found the first dummy under a collapsed shelf. As he moved to lift it—
ZAP.
The lights flickered. A shockwave burst through the glass ceiling above him, and in dropped Echo.
"Target located," she said. "Engaging."
Midoriya didn't think. He kicked into Full Cowling, leaping backwards as a pulsewave shot from her hands. Shelves exploded behind him. He flipped over a counter and bolted.
Think! She's faster. Smarter. But she's not All Might. Analyze.
He led her into the parking garage beneath the mall. Then, dodging between cars, he found an opening—a collapsed stairwell with a narrow gap only he could fit through.
Midoriya dove in.
Echo pursued, but the gap slowed her.
Advantage gained.
He grabbed a metal pipe, jammed it behind her, and sprinted with the dummy in hand.
"Evac route: 40 meters. You can do this."
From the observation deck, Logan watched him maneuver.
"He's adapting," Forge noted.
"Still too reactive," Logan muttered. "But he's starting to move with purpose."
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Bakugo Katsuki: The Counterattack
Bakugo didn't hide.
He stormed the field.
Using his explosions, he cleared rubble, found a dummy, slung it over his shoulder like a sack of rice, and dared anyone to stop him.
Forge answered that dare.
A blast slammed into the ground near Bakugo, knocking him sideways. When the smoke cleared, Forge stood with both gauntlets glowing, steam rising from his arms.
"You're reckless," Forge said. "That won't save lives."
Bakugo grinned. "Reckless gets the job done."
Forge launched another blast, but Bakugo leapt skyward, twisting midair and raining down his own fiery fury.
The shockwaves collided.
The field trembled.
But Forge absorbed it, grounded himself, and countered with a shockwave that leveled the entire rooftop they were on.
Bakugo went flying.
He hit the ground hard, coughing.
Forge stalked toward him.
"You lose."
Bakugo spat blood and grinned. "Then I'll lose loud."
And with one last massive blast, he detonated his gauntlet, sending a wave through the entire zone—and clearing a path.
He was out, yes.
But the dummy was safe.
Logan saw the explosion from the booth. "He'll be a threat. Just needs focus."
Aizawa nodded. "He's starting to understand that strength without control is waste."
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Todoroki Shoto: Shadows of the Past
Todoroki moved like a ghost through the city ruins. Fire in one hand, ice in the other, he kept his balance as he navigated a shattered hospital ward.
He didn't speak. Didn't pause. Just worked.
Found one dummy in an elevator shaft. Froze the cables. Pulled it up.
Found another near a broken glass wall and walled off the wind with ice.
Then, Echo arrived.
Unlike with Midoriya, she didn't strike first.
She observed.
Todoroki noticed.
"You're not attacking?"
"I want to see what you do when you know I'm here."
He clenched his fists. "Fine."
He launched a burst of fire so hot the floor melted. She vanished, reappeared behind him, and pressed a charge to his neck.
He froze the air.
The charge jammed.
He spun, unleashing a storm of shards.
Echo vanished again.
She reappeared a few meters away, blinking once.
"Clever."
He retrieved the dummy, fire and ice still blazing around him.
"You're not like your father," Echo said, a faint compliment.
He paused. "Good."
Then he was gone.
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Uraraka Ochaco: Heart Over Panic
Alone in the fog, Uraraka had to fight panic.
No Bakugo. No backup. Just noise, chaos, and a heartbeat in her ears.
She found a small child dummy trapped under a steel beam.
Too heavy.
She activated her quirk.
But then Forge appeared.
His heavy boots crunched the rubble.
"You won't make it."
She didn't answer.
He charged.
She touched the rubble, sent it floating, and launched it like shrapnel. He blocked it with his gauntlets—but the move gave her enough time to drag the dummy free.
Forge closed the gap.
She ducked, rolled, and kicked him in the shin with all her might.
He didn't budge.
But she flew upward, using her quirk to hover over the rooftops.
Forge watched her go.
"She's scared," he said later.
"But she moves anyway."
Logan nodded. "That's courage."
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Aftermath: Lessons Burned In
By the end of the session, only five students had fully completed their missions: Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Yaoyorozu, and Ochaco.
Others had faltered. Not for lack of trying—but because the battlefield didn't forgive hesitation.
Back in the debriefing room, Logan stood in front of the exhausted class.
"You learned something today. Not just about yourselves. About your limits."
He looked over them, expression unreadable.
"Forge and Echo pulled their punches. I didn't."
A pause.
"The world won't either."
He let that sink in.
"I'm not here to make you comfortable. I'm here to build survivors."
Silence.
"Dismissed."
As the students filed out, battered and thinking hard, Logan exchanged a look with Aizawa.
"They'll get stronger."
"They'd better," Aizawa said quietly. "Because this is just the beginning."
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