With our team formed and strategy more or less made we only had to wait for the game to start. We had to switch our formation a bit due to Mineta's harassment of Ibara. However the overall composition of our team was terrifying. Ibara in the front, Hitoshi to the right, Monoma to my left and with me in the back.
"I hope you're happy with your selected teams! Some of you need all the luck, skill and stratagem you can muster to win this." Present Mic's voice carried across the whole stadium. Even with my confidence I felt nervous deep down. With Mineta small size, it would be difficult to snatch the points band from us.
It wasn't impossible though… "Mineta can you stick your quirk onto the headband? It shouldn't be against the rules since they can't stick to you."
He paused, "I can yeah, but how many?"
I smiled, "Just two, the point isn't to prevent others from stealing it. More like… A final fuck you to whoever steals it. If they stick it to their head your quirk might pull out some hair."
Hotoshi looked over at me, "That's a little messed up."
I smiled, "It's a deterrent. Teams 2-5 all have enough points to win if they just protect their points band. Meaning if our band could cause problems, they may avoid taking ours. Meaning only the desperate to win will try to steal our headbands."
Neito smiled, "You may be from class 1-A, but I like your style.I love the idea of Mutual destruction."
Midnight raised one of her hand whips. "Begin, Competitors!"
With that everyone started moving. Two teams were already rushing us. The ground below us thickened into sludge and Ibara slammed her hair into the ground lifting us out. While she did that I relaxed and fired a beam of heat into the ground in front of the second team.
I focused in and frowned, the second team was Katsuki's. Hitoshi smiled, "Wow! Look at his hair. Hey, aren't you the grenade quirk guy?"
I smirked, Katsuki pointed his hand and a fireball had begun to spark. However he stopped the second he yelled, "It's explosions, you zombi-eh…"
"Gottem! Why don't you high five him, Monoma." With Hitoshi's words everyone stood stun. While Monoma reached out a hand toward Katsuki's team.
Eijiro, who was sitting in the front, pulled back. "What the hell!"
Katsuki leaned forward though slapping Monoma's hand. Eijiro roared, "You idiot! What are you doing!"
I smiled at them, "Watch out."
Monoma's hands glowed with an explosion and blasted them back. Katsuki seemed to recover Hitoshi's quirtk thanks to this though, "What the hell!"
Mineta yelped, "On the left!"
I snapped my head toward the team with the soil manipulator? My eyes watched the ground weaken in a path towards us. This guy was the student with the softening quirk. I snapped and lit the area up in light.
Since I was in the back I didn't even need to worry abou- "MY EYES! FUCK! MY EYES!"
Mineta screamed in my ears and I rolled my eyes. I frowned though as a rather large hand reached out for him. "Sorry guys, I need the points."
I looked at the red head and scoffed. Ibara shook her head, "I'm sorry to Kendo!"
Vines broke from the ground and reached for Kendo's arm. My eyes went wide as the red head shouted, "Do it now Yanagi!"
An invisible force wrapped around our points ban and I frowned. I sighed, "Sorry Ibara!"
With a beam of heat I sliced through Ibara's hair. While she yelped in surprise, Monoma blasted the ground sending debris toward Itsuka's team. While he they were stopped I grabbed the points band and slammed it back on Mineta's head.
Hitoshi clicked his tongue, "Hey! What kind of name is Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu? What kind of idiots were your parents?"
The boy made of steel roared, "WHAT DID YOU SAY YOU PURPLE HAI-eh."
Tetsutetsu froze in place making his team fall forward collapsing on each other. With this Present mic spoke over the crowd. "Team 7 has collapsed and has 10 seconds to reorganize or they are disqualified!"
Monoma smirked, "Sorry Kendo, I know I said I hate Class 1-A, but I want to win to get in the finals and crush them." WIth his words he blasted them again with a smaller explosion sending them sprawling.
Present Mic's voice returned, "Unfortunate! Team 1 has purposely separated Team 7's members. On top of that they only have 5 seconds to collect themselves. 4! 3! 2! And one! Team 7 is disqualified."
We moved away from team 7 and returned to the edge of the arena. "Another team is approaching."
The whole team shouted, "We noticed!"
Mineta lowered his head and we got back into position. Ibara whispered, "With my hair burned I can't attack through the ground again."
I sighed, "Sorry."
She shook her head, "You needed to do it."
Hitoshi rubbed his nose, "Extended use of my power had made me weaker. I think Tetsutetsu was slightly resistant to my quirk since he was made of steel."
Monoma smirked, "Explosion boy's quirk is still working out, but I think I should steal something with a little more utility."
I nodded, "Wish you could grab Itsuka's quirk."
He looked at me, "Why do you use first names?"
I looked at him, "Is this really the time?"
Mineta shouted, "GUYS! Todoroki's team is coming at us! Shizen! I thought you said sticking my balls to the points band would stop people from trying."
I frowned, "I never said that, I said it would deter them from trying. Obviously our classmates have something to prove."
Hitoshi nodded, "Doesn't that apply to you as well?"
I rolled my eyes and blasted a beam of heat toward Shoto. His team side stepped it and got into combat range. "I've been watching you Shizen, you made a strategic team."
From the side I could see a net form in Momo's hands. Ice built up on Shoto as well, I smirked, "Eh, the key to any competition is survival."
A loud whine crossed the arena and Present Mic's voice interrupted Todoroki. "And that's time! Remember any actions after the timer will reduce your point count."
Todoroki clicked his tongue and lowered his hands. Mineta wiped his forehead, "Phew, that was close."
He untied the point band from his head. "1 million points baby! Yoo-hoo!"
I rolled my eyes and dropped him to the ground with everyone else. Hitoshi smiled, "See you guys in the next event."
Before Mineta could respond I slapped him. I shook Hitoshi's hand and he relaxed. "You are something else."
Monoma stretched, "Man, I will admit this wasn't a bad decision."
Present Mic spoke again, "Could I ask all the teams to gather up. Point totals will be tallied up and distributed evenly amongst team members. They will be used before the final event!"
I raised an eyebrow and yoinked the point band from Mineta. "Hey!"
I looked at the points and did the math. "Our points don't split evenly."
Ibara shrugged, "I don't think it will matter in the long run."
----Forgot to update this with the rewritten chapters. My pea sized brain smh.----