The Final Round - Part 1

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-(U.A. High School/Sports Festival Stadium)-

"Get those foam fingers in the air! It's almost time for the last round! But before that, there's good news for everyone who didn't make the finals!" Present Mic announced; at the same time, several members of Class B came out from a tunnel. "Since this is a sports festival, we've prepared some super‐fun side games everyone can participate in! We even brought in cheerleaders from America to get your blood pumping!"

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On the field, Jotaro and a few others were more concerned with what was going on with his female classmates at the side. All of them were wearing cheerleading outfits, carrying pom-poms, and appeared to be extremely pissed off. Jotaro looked to his right and heard Kaminari and Mineta cackling at each other; he guessed that whatever degenerate plan they had concocted together had succeeded.

"Of course..." Jotaro shook his head in disappointment and began walking over to the two. 'Really makes someone wonder how they even got in this course.'

Mineta and Kaminari, who were too busy to notice the Jotaro walking up behind them, continued to snicker and give each other a thumbs up.

"Kekekekke! I can't believe our plan worked!" Mineta whispered, glancing at the girls from time to time.

"I know, right? This rocks!"

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"What're they doing?"

"Hmm? What's this?" Present Mic raised an eyebrow and leaned in a little closer. "Huh?! Looks like Class 1‐A is goin' full‐on fanservice! But why though?!"

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"What?! You tricked us?! You're gonna regret this!" Yaoyorozu then dropped to the ground on her knees and sighed in defeat. "Why is it that I always end up falling for that little pervert's stupid schemes? I even used my Quirk to make these outfits..."

"It'll be okay..." Uraraka reasurred, patting her on the back.

"Ugh, I hate those guys!" Jiro grunted, throwing her pom-poms on the ground angrily.

"Well, we do have a little time before the finals start, and I kinda like these uniforms, so..." Hagakure said; she was currently visible for the moment, and began to dance a little. "How 'bout we just roll with it?! Could be fun!!"

"ARE YOU CRAZY?!"

"Wow, Toru. You've got skills." Tsuyu remarked, turning to the left to see Jotaro carrying Kaminari and Mineta on his shoulders; they had big red bumps on their foreheads. "Oh, what's up, JoJo?"

"Ugh..."

"Pain..."

"Do you girls want these two?" Jotaro asked. "I caught-"

"K-a-m-i-n-a-r-i," Jiro uttered ominously, emerging from behind Jotaro.

"GOOD LORD-"

She abruptly grabbed Kaminari by his hair and started dragging him somewhere away from the eyes of the audience. "Thanks, JoJo..."

"Uhm-" Kaminari looked back at Jotaro with fear and regret in his eyes; he was begging for his help. Jotaro, however, only shrugged; it was out of his hands now. 'Sorry, bub.'

"I'm taking this one..." Yaoyorozu murmured, seizing Mineta by the neck.

"M-mercy..." Mineta begged.

Jiro and Yaoyorozu left with the wrongdoers tightly in hand; about to inflict harsh punishment on the two for their crimes. Nobody could pity them, understanding that this was the price that they had to pay for their actions. Once they were out of view, several loud bangs could be heard, causing anybody nearby to shudder slightly.

"Right..." Jotaro articulated, turning to greet the other cheerleaders. "Okay, so-"

"J-JoJo?!" Hagakure exclaimed, realizing that Jotaro could now see her entire body. "Don't look at me~!!"

And just as she said it, Hagakure began to gradually become invisible again in a matter of seconds. "...Good grief."

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"Have fun competing in these little side games, everyone! After they're over, the students from the top five teams will be duking it out one‐on‐one in a tournament‐style fighting competition! I promise you're not gonna wanna miss these epic matchups!"

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"Aw, yeah!" Kirishima cheered. "Finally getin' the chance to show what we're made of! I watch these finals every year, and now I'm actually in them!"

"So wait- is it always a tournament?" Mina asked.

"Well, Mina. The final's always a one‐on‐one competition, but they switch it up every time." Sero answered.

"Last year it was a foam sword‐fighting match," Jotaro added with a sigh. "Such a boring year that was..."

"I know, right?" Hagakure remarked. "Their Quirks kept breaking the swords!"

"Come closer and draw lots to see who you're up against. Then enjoy the pleasure of the recreational games before we start!" Midnight held a box that conveniently read 'Lots.' "The finalists have the option of participating in those activities or sitting out to prepare for battle. I'm sure you all want to conserve your stamina. I'll start with the first-place team-"

"Pardon!" Aoyama asked, raising his hand and posing flamboyantly. "I'm withdrawing!"

(I'm doing this to adjust shit; my brain has exploded for about 30 minutes of trying to figure the bracket shit out; also, insert long-ass and irrelevant speech about integrity or whatever)

"Listen to these guys! They're so manly!" Kirishima commended their actions, getting a little teary-eyed.

'He's gotta be doing this for attention,' Jotaro remarked; Aoyama seemed a little TOO okay with dropping out. 'Undoubtedly...'

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"Well, now. Here's another weird turn of events..."

"We'll have to see what Midnight has to say about all this‐ she's the one in charge," Aizawa remarked.

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"This sort of talk is incredibly naive, my boys... And that turns me on! Shoda! Aoyama! You're withdrawn!"

"Did she say it turns her on...?"

"Now, let's see; we'll have to move up only one student from the sixth‐place cavalry team so we have even enough contestants for the bracket..."

"Er- we were frozen most of the time. Honestly, we barely did anything in the cavalry battle." Itsuka admitted, glancing back at her team. "Isn't that right?"

"Uh‐huh."

"Girls?" Itsuka asked again, getting nods from the other two members of her team. "You should choose from the group that kept fighting the whole time: Team Tetsutetsu."

"Uh?!- Kendo?!"

"I'm not doing this as a favor. It's just fair."

"Y-You, guys...!" Tetsutetsu cried. "THANK YOU!!"

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"And so, Tetsutetsu has advanced to the final!" Midnight declared; Tetsutetsu was busy sending a teary-eyed farewell to his leaving team. "Take a look at the bracket, my dears. These are your opponents!"

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First Bracket:

Jotaro Kujo vs Hanta Sero

Izuku Midoriya vs Hitoshi Shinso

Shoto Todoroki vs Toru Hagakure

Tenya Iida vs Mei Hatsume

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Second Bracket:

Mina Ashido vs Denki Kaminari

Fumikage Tokoyami vs Momo Yaoyorozu

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu vs Eijiro Kirishima

Ochaco Uraraka vs Katsuki Bakugo

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"SERIOUSLY?! HOW DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!" Kirishima and Tetsutetsu were both aggravated by this outcome; it's almost as if fate forced them to battle out because of their similarities. "THIS IS TOO REDUNDANT!!"

"I'll give it my all," Tokoyami affirmed.

"Th-That's all that I ask of you!" Yaoyorozu replied; she was a little anxious that her opponent was Tokoyami since his Dark Shadow was so versatile.

"Hell yeah! You're going down!" Kaminari yelled.

"I can't wait to melt your butt!" Mina retorted.

Jotaro stared at the bracket, looking at who his next opponent would be after Sero and onwards. 'Todoroki AND Izuku, huh?'

"Ha..." Jotaro sighed with a smile. "This is going to be great!"

"Yeah... great..." Izuku remarked, staring a little dispirited at the bracket. "It's gonna be a blast-"

"Izuku Midoriya? That's you, right?" A newcomer asked, standing behind Izuku.

"WHA?!" Izuku yelped, shuddering a little. 'It's him! From General Studies!'

"My name's Hitoshi Shinso; a pleasure to finally greet you properly." He greeted. "So you excited?"

"Uh...? Me-"

"Not so fast." Jotaro interrupted, covering Izuku's mouth with his hand. "Something is definitely going on around here..."

"Heh..." Shinso grinned, realizing he had been caught, and began walking away from the two.

"JoJo? What's the deal?!" Izuku mumbled.

"You can't say a word to him," Jotaro warned. "Something is up with him..."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

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Somewhere else, everyone was staring at the bracket to see who they were up against...

'Either of them could be my third match...' Todoroki noted. 'Come on, JoJo and Midoriya. I'll beat at least one of you with this hand...'

"Eh? Uraraka? Who the hell's that?" Bakugo questioned, looking at the right side of the bracket.

"HUH?!" Unbeknownst to him, she was standing right behind him the whole time. 'ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!'

"Hey, legs," Hatsume asked, walking up to Iida. "You're Iida, right?"

"Hm? That's correct," He replied, turning around. "I'm Tenya Iida."

"Oh! That's perfect!" She exclaimed with her goggles illuminating at him. "I have something nice for you!"

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The first recreational game was a scavenger hunt. Of course, most of Class A took part in the little event while others put it off as some sort of sideshow. The girls of Class A were primarily on cheerleading duty the whole time; either too embarrassed to run around and risk showing too much skin or just prefer to be cheering on their classmates. "Woohoo!! All right!!"

"Hey, anyone up there got a bag they can give me?!"

"A cat?! Did anyone sneak a cat in here?!"

"Who's got a textbook?!"

"What in the heck..." Mineta murmured; his card asked for 'back fat.' "This is impossible..."

"The hell is this?!" Jotaro remarked, staring at his card's request. "Where am I gonna find a..."

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"OH WAIT!!" He then began sprinting in the direction of Hagakure. "HEY, I NEED YOU FOR A SECOND!!"

"Huh?!" Abruptly, he seized her hand and started dragging her to a nearby judge. "W-What are you doing?! Why do you need me?!"

"TRANSLUCENT!!" Jotaro responded; for anyone wondering, he was fine with being overly competitive in 'these' types of games -- obviously because there was no harm in it.

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The rest of the activities onward went by pretty quickly: a giant ball race, a throwing competition, etc. On the other hand, any other student who didn't participate either strategized, rested, prepped, or hyped up themselves in a myriad of ways. Presently, Cementoss was just about finished with creating the stage...

'Cementoss is pretty useful with that Quirk of his,' Jotaro remarked, having watched the hero create an entire stage (very detailed) with only one material. 'Not sure how he changed the color of it though...'

"Hey, hey, sports fans! Are ya ready?! After all the action you've already witnessed, it's time for the real battles to begin!" Present Mic's voice can be heard once again all around the stadium. "Can ya feel the excitement? Our competitors are on their own now! Sometimes, heroes have only themselves to rely on! Heart. Skill. Strength. Wisdom. Courage. They'll have to use all of these things to rise to the top!"

"I wonder how he'll do..." He looked up at the board and saw the two fighters for this first bout; Izuku Midoriya and Hitoshi Shinso. "Against that guy..."

Jotaro had been very skeptical about Shinso ever since the end of the second round. The way he acted was incredibly suspicious, and his motives were even more so. The weirdest part was how he always seemed to try and make someone essentially talk back to him -- almost as if he was asking for it.

"All right, audience! Let's cut to the good stuff and not delay these finals any longer. Welcome our first fighters!"

Arriving from opposite-facing tunnels were the final round's first contestants, walking towards the stage for their match. Though, once they did finally make it to the center of the stage, Jotaro could tell that there was an obvious distinction between them; one was nervous while the other wasn't. Izuku had been sweating the whole time, even after getting a pep talk from All Might, but Shinso looked like he had nothing to worry about -- as if he knew his victory was already assured.

"Whoa, he looks kind of scared in that picture, doesn't he? It's Izuku Midoriya from the hero course versus... Hitoshi Shinso from general studies, who really hasn't done anything to stand out yet!"

'Those entrances were pretty blunt...' Jotaro kept his eyes on the stage, watching Shinso closely.

"The rules are simple! Immobilize your opponent or force them outta the ring. You can also win by getting the other person to cry uncle! Bring on the injuries, 'cause we've got our very own Recovery Girl waiting on standby! Time to put your morals aside and don't be afraid to play dirty! But of course, no life‐threatening crap, folks. It's not allowed! Real heroes use their power to throw villains in jail, not kill them!"

It's faint, but Jotaro could hear Shinso saying something to Izuku, focusing some more in order to listen in on their conversation.

"So you can just give up, huh?"

"Huh...?"

"In a way, this is a test of how strong your spirit is. If you know what you want your future to hold for you, you can't worry about what other people think."

"Ready?!"

'That kid's doing that thing again...' Jotaro noted. 'Always with the antagonizing...'

"Those retards were going on about their 'pride' earlier..."

"Begin!"

"...But I just think they're just idiots for throwing away his chance like that."

Izuku's face scrunched up a bit, gasping in shock before it evolved into a fierce growl; in his opinion, Shinso had gone too far. He then began dashing toward Shinso, ready to end the match just as it commenced. "Don't you talk about him that way!-"

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Immediately, Izuku froze in place; his eyes were dead and his body was unmoving. "That's it. I win."

"The hell...?" Jotaro remarked, getting up from his seat; he was followed by several of his classmates. "What's going on here?"

"Huh?! Hey, hey, what's the dealio? This is the first match! It should start out with a bang!" Present Mic proclaimed.

'Wait- his eyes...' Jotaro saw that Izuku was clearly under some sort of trance; based on the ambiance he was emitting. 'OH, SHIT- HE CAN DO THAT?!'

"The fight has just begun and Izuku Midoriya is... ...completely frozen?!"

'IT'S MIND CONTROL!'

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school sucks ass, my people. I CANNOT wait to continue my GoT fic...

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