Chapter 7 - Two Weeks Out
Within two weeks, the Sports Festival would begin for all the young heroes. Two weeks to push themselves along, improve their abilities and try and try to gain the attention of the pro-heroes that would be watching them. Needless to say, it did what most of the staff thought it would; take the stress of the Villain attack off their minds, to replace it with the stress of the competition. Izuku and the rest of his group walked to the lunchroom, Izuku not really paying attention to what they said, as Venom spoke within his mind.
"We should be start analyzing your classmates, picking out weaknesses, and working to pick them off." Venom suggested. "This is our chance to truly become something more then them."
'Keep calm dude.' Izuku thought tiredly. 'It's just some sports stuff. We're not here to annihilate anyone.'
Venom grumbled in irritation, before speaking again. "We're supposed to come out on top, yet you desire to not go all out to reach such a place."
'Yeah, but I know how you go around coming out on top.' Izuku thought tiredly, rolling his eyes. 'We're not brutalizing them, especially since most of the class are my friends.'
"Deku, Iida!" Uraraka declared, her face determined and focused, a far cry from her usual cheerful demeanor. "I'm gonna do my best!"
She threw her fist up, as Iida and Deku threw theirs up in support. Venom appeared from his shoulder, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Are you okay?" Venom hissed, a slight happy note in his deep voice. "You seem more bloodthirsty. It's quite admirable actually."
"Yeah, you're usually super laid back." Mina observed.
"PM..." Mineta began, before a tongue shot out of Tsuyu's mouth and smacked him straight in the face, silencing him for the moment.
She turned on her heel, towards Kirishima, Sato and the others. "I said I'm gonna do my best!"
The three also put their fists up, in a far less excited fashion. "Woo? Great I guess?"
Izuku watched for a second, before thinking things over. 'Speaking of, I've never asked Uraraka why she wanted to be a hero.'
"You could ask, when she's more calm." Venom whispered. "She might bite your head off right now, all pumped and ready to go as she is."
'Sounds like you'd like her as a host more.' Izuku thought with a small smile.
"Perhaps." Venom remarked. "I'm still gonna try and set you two up."
Izuku made a strange face, as Venom quickly retreated back into his body, disappearing out of sight. He thought of asking Venom what he meant, but decided against it. Venom's alien mind was best left alone, and asking questions would reveal all sorts of devilish ideas and attitudes that Izuku had a feeling would shorten his life expectancy. He had probably misheard what Venom meant anyway.
As such, he waited until Iida, Uraraka, Tokoyami and he had left for lunch, and were alone from the rest. They moved down the escalator and headed towards lunch, as Izuku built up the courage to finally ask her about it.
"So Ochako, why did you decide to become a hero and all?" Izuku asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously.
"Why?" Uraraka asked, thinking for a moment.
"If you don't wish to speak on the manner..." Tokoyami remarked.
"No it's fine." She muttered with a sigh. "It's just...I came here to make money."
"Money?" Iida stated, slightly surprised.
"I know it sounds greedy, especially compared to Iida's whole thing with his family." Uraraka replied, rubbing the back of her head.
"There's nothing wrong with seeking a better life." Iida said immediately, shaking his head at her. He had known her long enough to know she wasn't greedy by any metric.
"It's just that, my family works construction, and times have been heard." She said, her voice getting a little higher as she got nervous. "And dad doesn't want me pursuing any career butwhat I wanted from the bottom of my heart."
"I think your father is rather wise." Tokoyami remarked, placing his hands in his pocket. "It's best to find something you enjoy that can provide."
"Yeah well, don't tell anyone about this ok?" She remarked.
"She worries too much." Venom grumbled. "The whole class is disgustingly supportive and friendly with one another."
'She doesn't want pity Venom.' Izuku thought, rolling his eyes. 'You need to pick up on things better.'
"My whole goal is to become a hero, so my family can live comfortably." She declared, a fire of determination in her eyes. "I'll accomplish it no matter what."
Iida held his hands above his head, clapping loudly. "Bravo! Bravo!"
Izuku gave him an odd, sideways glance, still not used to his strange mannerisms quite yet, as Venom shifted beneath his skin and rumbled, causing his whole body to feel like it was vibrating slightly. Tokoyami merely gave her a supportive thumbs up.
"Jeez, whose the alien here?" Venom hissed.
"Whatever happens Uraraka, I'm sure you'll do the best." Izuku said with a supportive smile.
"I wish to share my own desires to be a Hero," Tokoyami stated clearly. "You have all shared, it's only fair I do as well."
The other three turned in surprise, not used to Tokoyami being in such a sharing mood. He seemed hiestant for a moment, before speaking more clearly.
"I too come from a well to-do family, but we never entered Hero work with our shadowy Quirks," Tokoyami explained. "Though we had money from the Pre-Quirk days of our ancestors, I knew others were fearful of us for our appearance and connection to the darkness."
He looked to the rest of the group, nodding to them. "I knew people would fear us, until I could prove them otherwise. I entered this course to do away with people's fear of the darkness, to be something of a Symbol myself."
"That is such a noble goal. Your family should be proud!" Tenya announced, still overtly proud of his friend.
"I'm sure you'll do them proud." Uraraka encouraged.
"Yeah, a Quirk like that, you'll be a top rate Hero in no time." Izuku added, patting his friend's shoulder.
Tokoyami seemed to relax a bit, smiling to the rest of the team. His spirits seemed to rise with their encouragement.
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Far from UA's prestige school, were the Ogasawara Islands. A chain of uninhabited Islands, the place was famous for it's great tropical shores and pleasant weather. But, near the mountains, far from the sight of any prying eyes, was a large hangar and base facing the ocean waters, the clear blue water lazily brushing against the sheer rocks, as an object flew at high speeds towards the landing pad that lead into the rest of the base. It resembled a large, flaming bird of some sort, it's body partially scaled, partially rock-like. It dipped low, skimming the water with one of it's massive wings, as it slowed down, flapping above the base, and shrinking and fading away, until a seemingly normal human landed upon the pad.
He was a man of thin, wiry build, but all muscle. He wore a sleeveless aviator jacket and goggles. The brown leather was beat up and partially scorched, with the words "EL INCINDIO DIABLOS" in fiery orange and red letters, with a large, hawk-like head, all in black, under the words. He had hawkish features, and burning yellow eyes. His boots clicked against the metal, as another, far different man approached.
The second one was heavily built and solid muscle, built like a linebacker, with a large white jacket over his upper body, with flaming patterns along the edges, baggy pants of the same coloration, with spiked boots and knees pads, as his long coat billowed behind him. He approached, his orange-red eyes glowing slightly even in the sunlight. His face was like a solid, unfeeling rock, as he approached the newcomer.
"Rodan." He remarked, tipping his head slightly.
"Goj." The second man greeted, giving a small salute with his two fingers.
Rodan stood for a moment, arms cross in front of him, before he spoke again. "So you're heading out for the new Sports Festivals at UA huh?"
"Yep." Gojiro remarked.
"Any kid caught your interest," Rodan asked, tilting his head slightly. "Or ya just lookin' for a fight from those League of Villain goons?"
"One of them's interested me, based on what I'm seeing." he remarked, stroking the scruff on his chin. "I'm just gonna see what's going on with him, catch up with All Might and the rest again, and be back here in a couple weeks or so."
"A'right, just be careful. Stuff's getting weird lately. Not just the League either." Rodan remarked, looking around, before leaning in to whisper. "Are we sure the two in there are the only ones."
"That's what I aim to find out about." Godzillo said stoically, his expression unchanging. "Might take the kid during internships."
Rodan shot him a wry look, shaking his head slightly as he gave him a sideways glance. "There's no Kaiju-grade Quirks there, why bother?"
Godzillo shrugged slightly, his face impassive. "I've heard good things. Besides, I don't know if I will. Just testing the waters."
Rodan sighed as he shrugged. "Alright, nothing I say will stop ya, so just do what you do, and get back quick."
"Don't worry about it." Godzillo remarked, turning and heading off towards the launchpad, before turning to the look over his shoulder. "Be careful yourself. Stuff is getting weird lately, alright?"
He continued on, as Rodan jammed his hands into his pockets and headed for the opened base doors, not even bothering to watch as Godzillo marched right to the edge of the launchpad, started stretching his arms and legs for a moment, before diving straight off into the depths below. Even as Rodan walked into the dimly lite base, no one seemed to care for the colossal, reptilian figure rose form the waters were the man had landed, and began to swim off towards the sunset.
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As the end of the day, UA was a buzz of excitement with the sports festival fast approaching and the chance to really shine. As the day drew to a close, and the Class-1A began to prepare to leave for home, a crowd had gathered, right outside their doors. The rest of the class was dumbfounded, to say the least, why so many had gathered outside of 1A. Uraraka looked out across the crowd, her jaw nearly to the floor, as she tried to figure out a way out.
"What the heck is this!" Mineta shouted impotently. "How are we supposed to get out! What's with all these people!"
"They're here to scout out the competition, small fry." Bakugou muttered gruffly. "They must've heard we survived a big villain attack."
Mineta looked to Izuku in shock at his words, who only held up his hands with an uncertain expression. "That's just him on a good day."
Bakugou stood in front of the crowd for a moment, glaring at them all with an expression as burning and rage-filled as any of his explosions, before hs spoke. "What the hell are all you Extras doing here?"
The rest of 1A stiffened and yelled in protest, as Iida shot up, chopping the air as he motioned to him. "You can't just call people you don't know Extras!"
A kid, around their age, pushed in front of the other students in the crowd. He had wavy, spiked purple hair, a tired expression on his face, and bags under his eyes. He looked 1A over coldly, unimpressed with all of them, his eyes cold and hardened like ice.
"So this is 1A. I heard a lot about you, but I didn't think you were all this arrogant." The kid remarked.
"Who the hell is this guy?" Venom grumbled within Izuku's mind, trying to sprout out of his body to try and launch his own tirade against them. Izuku mentally commanded him to stay put.
Bakugou was bad enough with the other classes.
"I landed in General Studies, but if we give enough of a good show, we can be moved up to hero course." The Purple haired student remarked, hands shoved in his pockets now, as he locked eyes with Bakugou, not at all intimidated by him. "And the reverse is true too, for those that don't do good enough."
1A stiffened at his words, everyone looking amongst themselves to figure out who would get demoted or sent off to other classes. Mineta shook slightly in terror. He had scored the lowest in physical tests at Aizawa's surprise tests, and he still wasn't as strong as the rest of the class. Izuku himself was also worried. Venom would be garnering all sorts of attention, and his independence could bite him in the ass if he wasn't careful.
"Don't worry, I won't eat anyone's head." Venom remarked, still hidden away inside his body. The fact he had to promise that still didn't put Izuku at ease.
The Purple Kid turned on his heel and headed off into the crowd, as another student, with shiny, silver hair shot up from the crowd, sharpened, knife-like fangs, and strange growths around his eyes resembling metallic growths.
"Hey! I'm from Class 1B!" He shouted above the booing crowds. "If you assholes all act like this dickhead, you better watch yourselves and not make us all look bad!"
"What the hell man, what are you thinking?" Kirishima yelled at Bakugou. "You're gonna have every class gunning for us in the Festival."
"What do I care" Bakugou grumbled, as he began to shove and push through the crowd. "I'm aiming for the top. Why play nice?"
Venom's head sprouted and shifted from Izuku's body, as he looked to his host. Denki looked at Venom for a moment, temporarily turning green, before taking a deep breath and calming himself down.
"He's right you know." He hissed to his host. "Why play nice, we all know we have to crush the competition."
"Yeah, but don't say that outloud." Izuku said, motioning for his Symbiote to be quiet, as the rest of the class looked at him in irritation. "it's a Sports Competition. We have to play by certain rules and all."
"Fine, whatever." Venom said, head lulling slightly. "Just don't be so spineless about it like you are now."
"I'm not spineless." Izuku muttered in annoyance, as his Symbiote grinned at him.
"Yeah, of the two of us, I think I have more spine then you." Venom whispered to him. "And I'm rather lacking in any internal workings."
"Keep it down." Izuku warned.
Venom nodded slightly, and withdrew quickly back into his body, before continuing. "If you want to keep your position in this class, we'll need to practice and hone our skills."
Izuku nodded, as the rest of the class tried to make their way out.
It was not until the walk home, did Izuku and Venom began to talk a little more, now walking the brick path and past the large, olden trees along the way to class.
"So I know you're kinda touchy about being found out." Izuku said aloud, making sure no one was around to hear them. "Why though?"
"Passing as a Quirk will be hard, but I don't want any government types to find out about me." Venom replied. "Who knows what they'll try and do to me."
"You think they'd try and separate us?" Izuku asked.
"Most likely." Venom replied. "I'm starting to like it here. I'd rather be free to run around and fight foes then be sliced up and killed in a lab."
"Understandable." Izuku said with a shrug. "But didn't you have a whole team."
"If they haven't appeared on the news or tried to seek me out," Venom remarked coldly. "Then they're probably dead by now."
"Aren't they your friends, right?" Izuku asked.
"We're a Team, very different." Venom replied defensively, before sighing. "I was considered disposable by them. I'd rather stay here and be something worth remembering."
Izuku wanted to ask why his team had been sent in the first place, but figured Venom didn't feel comfortable quite yet. It had taken him this long already to talk about getting sent here and his team. He probably needed more time to work towards anything else about his homeworld and the other Symbiotes. They walked along a little further, before Venom manifested from his back, and Izuku asked him another question.
"Do you think we can win this?"
"Deku, you have a supreme talent for being intelligent but very stupid." Venom remarked. "We defeated that massive machine, held our own against Bakugou, and fought that Brain guy despite him being All Might's counter. We got this."
"I just don't..." He began, before Venom made a growling noise.
"Don't overthink it you idiot." Venom grumbled. "Like I said, we've done a lot. Some school kids with attitude won't do much to counter us."
Izuku wasn't sure about that, but thought of Kacchan and his abilities, his drive, and Venom's desire to constantly come out on top, to adapt and overcome whatever stood in his way. He admired both, even if Katuski was a rage-filled bully, and Venom was far too eager to make a meal of any that annoyed him. Venom studied him for a moment, leaving Izuku to wonder if he was reading his mind. Venom had always said he was inside Deku's head. Was he reading his thoughts now?
"All we need is some training." Venom suggested, his ever-present smile widening. "I have quite the idea. At Dagobah Beach."
Izuku raised an eyebrow. What could be at the beach? It was dumping ground for garbage. Their training had been weight focused and using machines, not cleaning up after lazy people.
"Trust me, this will work." Venom said, tongue licking his lips slightly. "it worked on my last hosts."
Izuku briefly wanted to ask him about the other hosts, but what would that be like? Would it be like asking a partner about their past relationships. Given how close him and Venom were, would it be too personal? He had been in those peoples' heads, and if they had died or left him behind, would that give Venom trouble or emotional issues?
"Just follow my directions, and you'll be ready." Venom stated, nodding his miniature head.
Izuku looked at him uncertainty, but simply shrugged. "Not like I got a choice. This better work."
Venom didn't say anything, merely retreating back into his body with a chuckle, a chuckle that Izuku did not like in the slightest. Whatever the symbiote had planned, he had a feeling it was going to be bad. He just hoped it didn't end with them going on another rampage and on the run from the law.
What Deku had not realized was that Venom's plan was not exactly what he had expected. What Izuku thought going forward was that they would be doing some more intense weight training, working out, or pushing his body somehow. Venom had, after all, insisted Izuku work his own body to be a better host, but what was happening now was just too strange.
Venom was literally having him clean a beach. Dagobah Beach had become infamous as a dumping ground, and while Izuku had his problems with it, he never thought his own Symbiote would recruit him into acting as clean up crew for this place.
"You keep doing this for the next two weeks, and you'll be ready in no time." Venom said within his mind.
"Why am I chucking refrigerators across a beach?" Izuku grunted, struggling with the large hunk of metal. "This doesn't seem like it's doing much."
"Course it is!" Venom replied. "One of my first hosts trained like this all the time. Became one of my strongest hosts."
"If you say so." Izuku muttered. He felt tempted at first to ask about Venom's past hosts, but then went against it.
Hosts were really important, apparently. He and Venom already had a tight bond from years of co-existing and working things out together. If Venom had to leave them, either due to death or simply being forced out of his host, then he figured asking would open up old wounds. Venom was always rather private about his past, for whatever reason, and, as always, Izuku had learned to simply let him talk when he wanted to.
"So we're doing this for two weeks?" Izuku muttered in agitation, wanting to change the subject, for Venom's sake.
"Yes, with the new free time your teachers have given you, this will work perfectly." Venom hissed, shifting beneath Izuku's chest with nervous energy. "Then you'll be ready."
"Can't you just bash through the competition?" Izuku asked, as he finally managed to move the refrigeration unit and get it moving up the beach.
"No." Venom stated firmly. "The less I appear, the better. Too many heroes and cops around. I'll just use pieces of myself over your arms and legs to enhance your performance."
Izuku nodded. That seemed like the best approach. Not only would it lessen the chances of the Heroes and Police seeing Venom in full form, but it would also lessen the energy output Venom had to use. The less he exerted himself, the less they would need to eat, and would allow Venom to not have to potentially start turning on Izuku's organs.
"If worse does come to worse, I can eat your spleen." Venom suggested. "You don't need it anymore, and I can just regrow it."
"No, you're not eating my organs."
"I'm just saying, the sports festival might get rather...stressful." Venom stated.
Izuku rolled his eyes, groaning to himself. There were times when partnering with Venom seemed like a mistake. This seemed like one of them. The Sports Festival was a big deal, where the students could get scouted and make their way into Top Hero Agencies if they performed well. If Venom was going to be rotting away his organs in the middle of a fight, he doubted it would go over well with the heroes who were looking for the best candidates.
That brought up the next question and path going forward, which heroes would want them, which ones could they trust and go with, and what would they be looking for? He thought of going to All Might. Since the two knew each other's secrets about their Quirks and abilities, Izuku figured there was no harm in going to him.
"Go to whoever you want." Venom stated. "Just be careful how you phrase things."
"Even Aizawa?" Izuku asked, raising an eyebrow. "You two would get along, right?"
"Might actually allow us to cover up better." Venom said thoughtfully.
Izuku simply shrugged, continuing his day's work of hulling up all this trash for Venom's mysterious training regime.
As the week went by, Izuku continued without much pause, focused on his studies, exercise regime, and sometimes hanging out with the other students. Everyone else was so focused on the tournaments to come, that they all were focused on their own ways of preparing for the festival. Izuku still wasn't sure if he was ready, and while Venom's ad hoc training methods had gotten the beach cleared, he still wasn't sure what it had accomplished.
But, only three days before the end of the week, that would take them to the tournament, and everything had been cleared. Izuku stood proudly, looking over his work, as Venom bubbled within his chest.
"I told you this would work." Venom grumbled.
"What exactly does it accomplish?" Izuku asked.
"Physical strength enhancement, without me." Venom stated. "I want a host that can at least do something on their own in a fight after all."
"O..Okay." Izuku replied, shaking his head. He still got the feeling Venom was lying to him, and waited for the Symbiote to finish.
"Plus, I wanted to see the beach for real." Venom explained. "No garbage, as the sun goes down. Your world isn't so ugly after all, now that I see this."
"I knew it." Izuku grumbled. "We should've actually been doing training."
"Hey, that garbage was heavy, wasn't it?" Venom hissed in agitation.
"Yeah."
"And as the days went by, you got better at handling and lifting it, correct?" Venom inquired in annoyance.
"Yeah..." Izuku said nodding to himself.
"So I helped." Venom replied grumpily. "I deserve a thank you. And extra Tattor Tots tonight."
Izuku sighed, as he saw the sun go down across the waters, casting the lazy blue waves in a warm orange and yellow glow. He could see why Venom would want to see this now. Venom moved around slightly under his skin, before manifesting out of his shoulder.
"Can I take over your form?" He asked. "I want to see this, through my eyes."
Izuku nodded, as the black slime broke through his skin and seeped around, overtaking his body and expanding outwards as Venom took on their humanoid form. He carefully balanced his weight on the platform above the beach, careful as not to break it down all his muscle, and looked it over in silence for a lot longer then Izuku was used to from his Symbiote. He said and thought nothing, simply wanting to let Venom have a few moments of quiet.
Izuku was loathed to interrupt, but cleared his throat. "Hey uh, can we get a move on, before we get caught. People are gonna see you and, y'know..."
"Just hold on a little more." Venom said, a rare wistful note within his deep, booming voice. "We'll leave in due time."
Izuku wasn't so sure about hanging around, but waited for Venom to finish whatever he was doing, before the Symbiote finally withdrew back into his body, and they made their way back home to prepare diner for themselves and Izuku's mother.
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With the final days passing by in the blink of an eye, many of the students could hardly believe that the time had finally come, and things were about to go down. Everyone of 1A was a bundle of nervous energy and excitement coming forward. The chance to get the attention of the best heroes, settle vendettas with the other classes, or just keeping their positions from being knocked off by the other students and classes all gave them the hype and energy for the coming struggle going forward.
The class were all stationed wtihin one of the waiting rooms, isolated from the other classes to avoid any trouble or cheating, As they spoke and gossiped among themselves, all in their Gym uniforms, Tenya came in, practically ripping the door off it's hinges in his excitement.
"Is everyone ready?" He called into the room. "They're about to call us up soon!"
Izuku and Venom stood in one corner, talking with each other, as the others listened closely, trying to pick up some of Venom's combat wisdom that he was sharing with Izuku. Shoto watched them carefully, before approaching.
"Hey, Midoriya." He stated in his cold, low voice.
"Uh yeah?" Izuku replied, turning quickly, as Venom disappeared back into his body once more.
"I don't know how you pulled it off, but I saw you and your Quirk take on that brain guy at USJ." He remarked, looking at Izuku, focused and cold like a hawk. "And All Might seems to be keeping in touch, despite me and a few others having higher scores."
Izuku starred at him in slight confusion, before Shoto pointed at him, drawing himself up to look down at Izuku. "What I'm saying is simple. I'm going to defeat you in this festival. No matter what. You and the rest of the top students here."
"What the hell is your problem?" Venom demanded, sprouting from Izuku's shoulder.
"Yeah, Todoroki, we're not here to fight each other." Kirishima cautioned, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Let's just calm down here."
"I have to get to the top." Todoroki remarked simply, pulling away from Kirishima's hand. "It's nothing personal, you wouldn't understand."
Izuku narrowed his eyes in annoyance, setting his teeth. "I don't know why you're doing this, or why you'd want to, but if you're going to be aiming for the top, so will I."
Izuku looked him in the eye, as Venom swayed around his shoulders. "It's true you're one of the strongest, and one of the best. But I'm going to not stop until I reach the stop either."
The two stood there tensely for a moment, as others watched in excitement for the Declaration of War going down right now. Katsuki Bakugou sat by Tokoyami and Sato, glaring at them both. He had been quiet since they had arrived, silently brooding and planning against Izuku and Todoroki since they arrived. He knew they were both the center of attention. Todoroki was the powerhouse who had dwarfed him and Izuku with his massive powers of ice, while Deku, pathetic, shitty Deku, had fought off a powerhouse villain on his own with his own monstrous Quirk.
He had waited for this moment, and didn't waste any of his energy on yelling or screaming at anyone on the bus ride over, Kirishima annoying him by asking him if he was feeling sick or under the weather today. No, he was just fine. He was going to show them both up, and show the entire class who was going to be the next Number One. Personally, he was wondering if Deku was the one feeling sick. He was acting unusually aggressive. But that didn't matter either. If the little nerd and his slime-covered gimp suit wanted to get any ideas above their level, he'd be happy to smack them down again.
As the entire class made their way out, marching to the fields for everyone within the great arena, everyone's heads held high. The crowd cheered as the various classes marched outwards, and headed towards the stage. Venom buzzed below Izuku's skin for a moment, the great sound from the arena scaring him for a moment, before the Symbiote calmed down and adjusted. This was Izuku's first step towards greatness, and Venom would happily be there to help him smash down any of his obstacles.
Above, in special viewers' boxes for the heroes, and along the stands, watched various heroes away from the rest of the crowd. All Might, within his thin, emaciated form, watched Izuku with interest, perhaps wondering if he might make a good successor or not. Elsewhere, among the rest of the heroes, was a man dressed in a black hero suit, fire burning along his head, shoulders and chin, a far deeper hatred and determination burning in his eyes as he watched the students approach. What was his flesh and blood would make his great impression here.
And away from all of that, was another powerfully built man, in a white long coat, his orange and red eyes watching the approaching kids with interest, his eyes distant and cold, almost reptilian in nature. There was someone he was searching for among these students, someone with great potential.
And elsewhere, in the shadows and darkened corners of Japan, where few were brave enough to tread, a powerful and ancient figure stroked his chin slightly as he watched his future foes and victims alike gather to test each other, ready to assess which ones would be worth keeping around, and which he would feed to Riot.
Izuku and Venom had stepped onto the field expecting just to rise above the others and hopefully become something the other heroes would have their eye on in the future, but what they were about to find out, was there far more riding on this then even their lofty expectations.