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CHAPTER 276 KINETICS

    CHAPTER 276 KINETICS


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Midoriya, I heard you had some fun during your internship,” I said when the conversation lulled. It was Monday and we were back in ss. Most everyone had been talking about what they did over the first weekend under the heroes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh yeah,” he said, less than enthusiastic. “We raided a Yakuza’s headquarters.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?!” People asked excitedly. “You can’t leave it there.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m sure you all saw the videos in the news,” Midoriya said nervously. All eyes on him he wasn’t the best under pressure. “That giant turtle that appeared on the other side of town.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wasn’t that CGI?” Uraraka asked. There had been a video of me summoning the sea turtle. The video had been so grainy that the Viin yer on top of the turtle’s head was less than visible. I would have to watch it in the future, especially when to summon Nibi. Luckily she wasn’t visible at all in the video.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, the Viin yer supposedly did it,” Midoriya said. “Killed a lot of Yakuza with it. Then he went down into theirir and pretty much killed everyone in his way.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Damn, true to his name, I guess,” I said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, it wasn’t pretty,” Midoriya said. “They were doing some kind of experiments down there. Nighteye is still trying to sort through everything.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Jeez, I thought I had it interesting,” the red headed Eijiro said. “I fought a guy that took this drug that made his quirk go up a few levels.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“That might be rted to-” Midoriya said but cut off as Aizawa stepped in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wee back to ss,” Aizawa said as he stood behind the podium. “How was everyone’s first week of internships?” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Great” “Boring” “I’m learning a lot” People offered as he looked in their direction.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Weston, you still don’t have a hero to intern under,” Aizawa said, sounding none too pleased.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh, no sir,” I said. Guessing that Midnight still hadn’t told him. She was way better at keeping secrets than I was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You should amend that. All of your peers will surpass you if you are content to train yourself,” Aizawa said. His re said he wanted an answer.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll uh think about it more, sir,” I said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fine,” Aizawa said with a disappointed sigh. “We will continue to work on our quirks. Cementoss and Poltergeist have offered some additional training…” ss went on. We got to a few other normal sses, but the afternoon was locked to quirk training.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eijiro, Rikido, Mashirao,” I said when we got to the training center. “I need your help.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“How’s that?” Eijiro asked. He was known as Red Riot. Able to harden his body into a rock-like substance. Sharpen his fingers into jagged edges and was quite strong. <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I need you all to hit me as hard as you can,” I admitted.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really?” Rikido asked. He was Sugar Man. Able to strengthen himself with the ingestion of sugar, it was a dumb quirk in my book, but he could be quite strong.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep. As hard as possible and as much as possible,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fine with me,” Mashirao said. He was Tail/guy/man. With a long tail as his only quirk he was still strong and at a very advanced level of martial arts.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep, Cementoss, I would like your help too.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What would you like?” The man that looked like a mix between a whale and brick said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I want a bowl. Concrete walls all around. Trapping us in,” I said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can do that,” Cementoss said as his hands touched the ground. The cement of the gym floor began to warp, making arge jagged bowl all around us. “Need any supervision?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think we will be okay,” I said. The big man nodded and walked out by manipting the concrete in front of him then closing it as he stepped out.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Little freaky,” Eijiro said. The bowl was a good 15 feet tall. Thin concrete spikes made up the perimeter, pointing up to the ceiling like teeth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep, so exnation time,” I said. “I believe my quirk has gone through an evolution. I’ve ignored it long enough. It’s time I start focusing on it.” I had wanted to train it for a while, but most of the worlds I went to weren’t as strong, and these guys were perfect to throw punches at me until I figured it out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“An evolution, eh?” Mashiroa asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes,” I said. “When I first got it I could pull in or push out energy. I had stuck to temperature. Making things hot or cold.” I pulled in the heat around me. Unaffected by the energy I built it up then sted it out of my hand into the concrete wall. Not enough to cut it, the rock was still singed.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nice,” Eijiro said, getting excited.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yep, but now I believe I can do the same with kic energy. Either making myself immune to it’s intrusion, or storing it. I need you 3 to hit me with all you got. Over and over again,” I said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You know, I didn’t think dreams came true,” Eijiro said. “But I was wrong. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you have the attention of more than a few girls in ss.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Psh, you wouldn’t have had a chance with them anyway,” I said with a wide smile. Eijiro didn’t hesitate to harden his skin and swipe at me. On instinct I ducked down.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck, hit me,” I said, forcing myself to stay still, and the fight began.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It had been so long since I had tried this. More than a few blows drew blood from me. I took it all. My hands at my sides at the start as I closed my eyes. Turning off my Haki at first I began to get pushed back from the unexpected blows. When they asked if I was alright I jumped at them, throwing blows their way.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">The fight began anew, and as I started moving I began to kind of get it. First I focused on reflection. Muscr was able to use his increased muscles like armor. That’s how I thought of my skin as I took blows. Rejecting all energy that was forced into me. I had been using this unconsciously for months. Not feeling hot or cold I had been reflecting the energy away from my body. I had to learn to turn it off and on. I couldn’t risk sleeping through a fire because I just didn’t feel the heat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So I took it all. Blind with my Observation Haki turned off I was forced to start moving my eyes and head again to keep my eye on 3 people. Like Angiea had said, Haki could be a weakness. Relying on it to tell you everything, I was fast and strong enough to always keep moving.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The first day of training I understood my power a little better, and days passed with the practice. I always stuck to the same 3. They too were gaining a lot from the training. Pushing past their endurance I would throw my own blows as I tried to store up energy I absorbed and push it out. That part of the equation was much harder, but I was slowly getting it. I grew happy having chosen Muscr as the quirk I forged with my own.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">With a thought I could prevent kic energy from entering my body. I learned a move I thought of as Armor. An all epassing shield around me, anyone that hit me would have about half the energy of the blow reflected back at them. I would still take damage, but it was far lessened. I began to train to keep this armor up at all times. With Dual Processing, I was able to force my mind to always keep active my quirk as I walked around. I wanted to train it as well as I had with Haki, but it was taxing. I had trained Observation Haki for years, and this part was getting easier to do at all times, but not perfect.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">The next part of the kic energy part of my Armor was what I called Reflection. Armor was great for physical blows, but I learned it was useless if a piercing weapon was used. The point of contact was too fine for my Armor to absorb much of any energy. Reflection was a more focused version of this. If I knew where an attack wasing I could reflect back about 80% of the energy of a punch/kick and about half of the force of a melee weapon. It took a lot of focus, but it was another thing to train as days went on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was the Give part of my quirk. Next was to work on the Take. I found that I could absorb the kic energy as well. Hold it in my body like I did the hot/cold energy. Unfortunately kic energy was far too unruly, or I was simply bad at holding onto it. Once it entered me it tended to spread into all corners of my body. Like an echo in a cave, the energy bounced around causing damage to my internal organs and muscles.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It took a huge amount of concentration to handle it. Keep it in one ce. I knew this wasn’t a Weakness, since it hadn’t shown up on my Weakness Eliminator. This was simply part of the quirk I had to get a hold of.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I trained I understood that this could be an amazing move to master. If I could somehow absorb a bunch of energy while using Armor. Store that energy then push it out, it could be a deal breaker. I called this part of my quirk, Buildup.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was able to seed once with it. Once when all 3 students had hit me at the same time I was able to absorb the energy into a center point then push it out. Causing all 3 to be pushed back by an invisible force. A long road ahead of me I decided to stick in MHA until I had mastered it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was until Aizawa made an announcement. As soon as I heard I was running off to my hero.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Please, Midnight, I need you,” I said desperately. We were in the teacher’s lounge and she gave me an awkward look as she blushed.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Wh-wh-what are you talking about?” She asked, her cheeks bing more red as she blushed.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I need you, please,” I said, enjoying her reaction too much. We had seen each other a little since our fun in Bangkok, but she hadn’t had to make an appearance as her alter ego so we hadn’t worked together since. “Please tell me there is a mission we can go on.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No,” she said, annoyed. Then it hit her. “This wouldn’t have anything to do with the School Festivaling up, would it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No,” I said quickly. “I just need to disappear for a while.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Too bad, everyone participates,” she said. “Think of it as a way to get to know your fellow students.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Come on, Midnight. You owe me. I don’t get a day without Aizawa guilting me into joining an internship,” I said, trying any card I could.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You get used to it,” she assured. “Sorry, that world is rather quiet. I am sure we will have stuff to do on weekends. But mostly just lunch dates. And your School Festival responsibilities will only take ce during school hours.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No please,” I said. “They’re talking about a dance routine in ss. I-I can’t. I’d rather do anything else.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Too bad,” she said, in a good mood as sheughed. “Everyone has to be involved.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Can’t I go on sabbatical or something?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re a student! You can’t do a sabbatical.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I feel a sudden urge to go training in the wilderness,” I said, standing up. “Meditate on my quirk or some martial arts thing.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Suck it up,” Midnight said standing up as she set her hand on my shoulder. “You’re lucky you weren’t here in my day. Our ss president talked the ss into a maid cafe.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really? You in a maid outfit, I’d love to see my wife in that,” I whispered, shing her my best smile.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">She blushed deeply again. “I’ll kill you,” she promised as she walked away. “Be a man, Weston. Learn to dance.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Freaking useless,” I mumbled as she left. The School Festival was the worst of worst arcs in my eyes. More like a filler episode in the show I couldn’t believe it was actually canon. Each ss was expected to put on some show or event for the other student’s and their families. From restaurants to bands ying it sounded like hell to me.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">As I walked through the halls I wondered what the hell I could do to get out of it, when the information poured into me. My Roronoa clone ending himself a little early he let me know some drama was happening with the Viins. Some drama I would give anything to be a part of.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A n forming quickly in my mind I was soon running off to Toru to let her know our fun would have to take a break. Since my shadow clones couldn’t have sex she would have to settle with having the real me on weekends. I was going to go on a little vacation as the other student’s prepared for the Sports Festival.
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