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45.78% MHA: Horizon (Ope-Ope No Mi) / Chapter 173: CHAPTER 169(New Methods)

Chapter 173: CHAPTER 169(New Methods)

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CHAPTER START---

"I don't think that's ok, not at all," Shinso says.

He and all of 1A were on a bus heading to the USJ, now fully repaired.

They were all in their gym uniforms, and he was currently speaking to Horizon about some advice he received.

"Trust me, it's imperative for you to get better," Horizon says.

Before Shinso can respond Snipe stops the bus and everyone steps out, quickly finding themselves standing in front of Snipe.

"Today your training will be simple students," Snipe gets their attention. "We've scattered a number of rescue dummies in the USJ, you need to find and recover them. The safe zone is the entrance.

This is training for the rising collateral damage as villains become bolder across the nation. During your Work Studies, you'll be working alongside Pros but they'll likely relegate you to controlling crowds of civilians and such, this is a warm-up for that.

Horizon, you'll stay at the entrance with me, your Quirk has some sort of radar feature so we don't need you making this too easy for them."

"Sidelined for being too good," Horizon shrugs, "story of my life."

"Alright settle down partner, everyone else, let's get this started," Snipe turns and begins leading them toward USJ.

Horizon, Shinso, and Sero fall to the back of the group as the other students begin to get excited for the upcoming exercise.

"Look," Horizon says. "All I'm saying is you need to be more liberal with your Quirk. You're sitting in a classroom with a bunch of idiots who say nonsense all the time, just make them shut up whenever they get too annoying, it's good practice."

"Seems a bit rude," Sero says. "I mean, it's kind of like how you always warp about without warning. But that's not the same since his Quirk is literally mind-controlling people."

"Well not mind controlling, that's a bit beyond him," Horizon says.

"Either way I don't think I should do that," Shinso argues. "A few days of that and nobody would talk to me, because nobody wants to say 'Hi' to a guy that'll brainwash you for no reason."

"Well allow me to speak from experience," Sero says. "Not a fan of that experience."

"Yeah well, the problem with your Quirk is that you need a test subject to train it. You can do vocal exercises all you want but at the end of the day, the only way to improve your ability to get past mental defenses is with practice.

It's better, I can feel that tingle becoming a little stronger, but it's still easily ignorable. And by the nature of my Quirk it will never control me."

"Well you're one in ten billion, right?" Shinso asks. "Literally anyone else would be under my control."

"Yes but you have to prepare for the worst-case scenario. And I'd imagine people like Mandalay have higher than average mental resistance because of her Quirk, and we all know how you'd fare against All For One."

"That's a good point," Sero says. "A villain with telepathy might be able to resist it, then you'd be basically Quirkless."

"I'd still rather not just Brainwash everyone I talk to..."

"Then just keep practicing on me," Horizon says. "Every second of every conversation, then once you're at the point where someone can be Brainwashed but they can still talk, you can just do it to everyone. But don't give them a command until necessary."

"So I just need to work extra hard to get to that point, then training it will be easier since nobody would be able to notice it."

"That's a start," Horizon says as Snipe signals for everyone to begin.

As everyone scatters across USJ, Horizon is left standing atop the massive staircase with Snipe and Momo.

Before speaking to Momo Snipe turns to him, "since you aren't allowed to help them, your job is to move around the dummies and make it hard for your friends to rescue them. But we made them fragile, so you'll also have to be careful. Oh, and you can't leave this area."

"So using Takt for a game of 'keep away', sounds fun atleast," Horizon says as he takes a seat on the staircase and focuses on the dozens of dummies around USJ.

ROOM!

He creates a room spanning 300m around him, allowing him to encompass all of the USJ.

SCAN!

He feels a searing migraine as a flood of information comes crashing into his mind. He has to stop himself from instinctively reaching up to hold his head while doubling over.

Instead, he remains completely unreactive and stoic, ignoring everything thing else as he focuses on the dozens of rescue dummies.

Focusing on the dozens of rescue dummies he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes.

TAKT!

They are all captured by his mental grip, rising off the floor for a few seconds before---

BA-DUM!

Pain like a red hot nail being hammered into his skull.

His Room collapses as he feels blood leaking out of his nose, eyes, and ears.

Rolling his shoulders he takes a deep breath before starting the entire process again, determined to push past his boundaries and master his improved power.

Because while he is more powerful in terms of how much energy he can use.

Before meeting All For One the largest room he could create was 14km wide, now it was almost 25km after a mere 5 weeks.

His abilities are each stronger by a large margin, but moments of fine control cause the mental strain he just isn't ready for.

And reaching out to grasp too closely to his new upper limits causes his Quirk to collapse.

He is certainly stronger than he was weeks ago, but to approach his new limits is to invite ruin, until he solves the issues between mind, body, and instincts.

As Horizon settles into his spot atop the stairs, Momo stood off to the side with Snipe, consulting the resident firearms expert on her latest recommendation.

"So rubber bullets?" Snipe asks.

"Precisely," Momo nods excitedly. "I know Hero Support Equipment is only allowed if it compliments a Quirk in some manner, but since my Quirk allows me to create my own equipment---"

"You want special permission to make ballistic weapons, even without a Quirk that would consider ballistics as a necessity like mine."

"With the compromise of rubber bullets of course," Momo says sheepishly. "Honestly, I rather not use real bullets...I don't even like the thought of using swords against living people, much less guns."

Snipe sighs, "well, I can't say a lot of the teachers haven't considered this. It came up during our review of the showing at the Sports Festival, knowing you can make a lot of things but always fallback to staff and shield is a bit...underwhelming."

Snipe looks up to see Momo's lip quivering as her eye looks sad.

"Wait! I mean no offense of course it's just that, well, you've got so much potential that we have ideas of how you can use it. That's our job as teachers after all!"

Momo focuses on the task at hand, "so is it possible, to get me permission for ballistic weapons?"

Snipe rubs the back of his head, "I'll have to run it by Power Loader, and Principal Nezu, they'll have to review whatever designs you come up with before sending it to the commission. But once its entirely impossible for a regular person to pick up the weapon and use it in the event that you drop it...then it won't be impossible."

"That's wonderful!" Momo gives a dazzling smile.

"But you'll also have to spend a few months at the least in firearms training with me."

"I expected as much," Momo bows. "It will be an honor to learn from you, Japan's resident top marksman."

"Uh...right, thank you," Snipe still isn't sure how to handle praise. "Now, why don't you go join the others and I'll talk to the other teachers after."

"Right, thank you again sir," Momo bows again before rushing off.

As she leaves Snipe recalls what she said, even now he isn't used to being referred to as the Top Marksman in Japan.

When counting only the free citizens he certainly is, by a large margin at that.

But as someone who tries to stay knowledgeable of his competition, it didn't sit right with him.

Because to his knowledge, there are two women locked away that far outclass him in a gunfight at any range.

Putting that thought aside he looks to his left, at Horizon who was sitting atop the stairs, completely still.

Unknowingly looking at the son of Japan's second-best marksman.

From the outside, it was impossible to know the pain and agony his Quirk was causing him in this moment.

'Huh, three dozen target dummies and he isn't even breaking a sweat,' Snipe thinks as he looks down at his phone, seeing a map of USJ with all the trackers in the dummies moving about erratically.

'Nezu really struck gold with this one...'

---5 Minutes Later...

"THERE!" Hound Dog yells out as he bursts through the door of USJ. Behind him, there are two dozen of Ectoplasm's clones.

"What's going on?" Snipe asks, turning around to see the resident guidance counselor, Hound Dog, running on all fours at them.

"That's an intruder!" Hound Dog yells as he rushes toward Horizon.

"What?!" Snipe immediately draws his massive revolver and aims it at Horizon, who was still sitting but now looking back at the newcomers.

"What the fuck is he on about?" Horizon asks as they all begin a standoff atop the stairs.

"Hound Dog, you sure?" Snipe asks, finger already on the trigger, not a fan of getting infiltrated again.

"His scent, it's different," Hound Dog growls out. "The true scent of a person doesn't change..."

'Fuck,' Horizon realizes what's wrong.

DNA determines the base scent of a person, and with a Quirk that can sniff out people from miles away, Hound Dog can effectively smell the change in his DNA.

"I'm the same person, it's just my Quirk," Horizon slowly rises to his feet to face them, and at this point, the commotion is drawing the attention of the entire class.

"How, that doesn't make any sense!" Hound Dog's words become deep growls, he was clearly stopping himself from barking and rushing in.

"My body, my business, and either way I think it's above your paygrade."

"Rrrgrarhhhh!" Hound Dog barks, fingers sinking into the concrete floor as he gets ready to lunge forward.

"Tch, I'm the real and only me, and I promise if you snap your leash and try to touch me...a trip to the sea floor will remind you of that..."

Snipe and Ectoplasm glance toward each other, slowly lowering his gun and Ectoplasm relaxes, not wanting to start an avoidable fight.

But Hound Dog was already flooded with adrenaline, emotions, and anger building up from a new scent at UA that he couldn't recognize.

His sense of duty to protect his students pushes him forward to act.

And as he leaps forward to tackle the potential villain.

"Shambles..." Horizon's bored voice says, and the burning sensation of seawater flooding his lungs is the last thing Hound Dog feels, before his world goes black...

END CHAPTER---


Chapter 174: CHAPTER 170(Playing Favourites)

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CHAPTER START---

"So you really can't make it more precise?" Horizon asks.

He and Snipe were sitting in Nezu's office on opposite couches. His feet were resting on the coffee table as he hovers his katana above his lap.

Snipe was twirling his revolver, leaning back comfortably as they speak.

"That's the downside sadly," Snipe says. "My Quirk makes it so any projectile I launch hits the target...assuming nothing actively gets in the way. And once a route is set it can't really be altered much further so dodging behind cover works too."

"So it's just aim-assist, like a video game?"

"Pretty much."

"That's...a bit disappointing honestly."

"Oh, what'd you expect?" Snipe asks, still twirling his gun. "Bullets curving and tracking people like homing missiles?"

"Honestly, that'd be pretty neat," Horizon admits. "But your Quirk just puts you at the highest level a human can be at when speaking of accuracy."

"Well with guns yes, but I can use other things too you know."

"What, like a slingshot?"

"Well..." Snipe takes out a coin, which catches Horizon's attention.

Flicking it between his fingers he bounces it off two walls, the ceiling, and the table, before it soars directly toward Horizon's visor.

TAKT!

The coin freezes in the air, hovering between them.

"So the slower the projectile the more fancy you can make the shot?"

"And the more direct my contact it," Snipe says. "When I fire a bullet my Quirk actually uses the recoil to try throwing the gun out of my hand and at my target, the gloves are magnetic to help me keep it in my hand."

Horizon casually leans forward, raising his hand for the coin to descend, now hovering an inch above his hand as Scalpel floats off to the side.

"I can sense it," Horizon says. "Tactile Telekinesis."

"Guess the jig is up, but please do tell, how does one 'sense' Telekinesis?"

"Well, it's still moving toward me, or atleast trying," Horizon says. "I didn't stop it, just slowed it down a lot, it's still moving toward me, 1/10th of a millimeter per minute at a time."

"And?"

"And..." Horizon sighs. "My Quirk allows me to make a 3D map of anything within my range, and I can feel the pressure trying to warp this thing, twisting the metal on a scale too small for the human eye to notice."

With that Horizon flicks his wrist and sends the coin back to Snipe, who catches it without even looking.

"Well, I see why they say your Quirk is basically magic," Snipe admits. "And considering how far you sent Hound Dog today...your range is easily many magnitudes beyond mine," he twirls his gun one last time and rests it on the couch beside him.

"Oh, and what's your range?"

"1200 meters," Snipe taps his own visor. "Built-in scope to help with that, can't shoot what I can't see after all."

"Huh, short compared to Lady Nagant."

"Yeah," Snipe sighs. "Always wanted to meet her, but she had her whole metal breakdown and went psycho before that could happen."

"Yeah," Horizon plays along, knowing the truth after reading the files All For One left for him.

"What about you?" Snipe asks. "Why the sword? I mean, I imagine you'd be good with just about anything since your Quirk can do anything you want."

"Swords are just bigger scalpels," Horizon shrugs and gestures to how floating weapon. "And this one is actually named Scalpel."

"Seems a bit on the nose, but fits the whole medical theme."

"That's the idea, clean and precise, hence the white. And blue, like medical scrubs..."

Snipe looks at the door, sits up a bit more properly, then turns to Horizon. "So, the official story is Nezu found you as a doctor to save All Might, but atleast the teachers aren't dumb enough to just believe that, even if it's true.

You must have been in a ton of scraps before that, considering how well you carry yourself against even the most monstrous villain."

"You have a point or just talking in circles?"

"Ever had to use that sword?" Snipe asks. "Or did you just learn to keep in shape?"

"It's been used once or twice, self-defense of course," Horizon chuckles.

"Right right, ever lost any?"

"Well I wouldn't be here if I did, you ever lost a shootout?"

"Mmm," Snipe takes a deep breath, then sighs. "Once, was working security about...almost 12 years ago. Ever heard of Arsenal?"

"Arguably the world's best contract killer, and famous for doing the more...messy jobs, got arrested a little over a year ago," Horizon says.

"Yeah well, her putting five bullets through my chest is how we realized she was a native of Japan, all the evidence just lined up."

"So you fought her, how was it."

"Not much of a fight, I had a rifle, she turned her hand into a pistol and picked up some ammo from one of the security guards she killed.

Her quickdraw was faster than me, shot me in the chest twice, closed the distance, tried to cut off my arms with a darn...I mean, with a sword she transformed her arm into.

Edgeshot showed up and she just decided to call it quits, then turned her gun into some kind of a triple-barreled pistol, and shot the Pro she was after through my chest..."

"So...you lost."

"At the moment I did," Snipe says. "But now I'm sitting here with you and she's rotting in Tartarus. I call that a win, don't you?"

"I certainly would," Horizon admits and a moment later the door opens.

They both turn to see Principal Nezu enter the room, Snipe puts his gun in the holster quickly and sits up properly.

"Principal Nezu, I brought him here like I said," Snipe says.

"Thank you, Snipe," Nezu walks past the couch and sits behind his desk.

As he does this Snipe notices how casual Horizon still is even as the principal walks in, and that Nezu doesn't seem to care.

'I guess Nemuri was right, he is the golden boy... well let's see how the principal deals with him nearly killing a teacher.'

"So," Nezu gets comfortable and looks at them. "Snipe, tell me what happened, why is Hound Dog currently unconscious in the infirmary, soaking wet and still spitting out seawater..."

"Well, sir," Snipe turns a bit toward Nezu. "We were doing the civilian rescue exercise Eraser Head planned for his class, over at the USJ. Hound Dog and Ectoplasm interrupted, it seemed that Hound Dog found that Horizon's scent has changed."

"Right, and protocol in that situation is to apprehend the intruder," Nezu says.

"Exactly sir, we came to a bit of a standoff, Ectoplasm, Hound Dog, myself, versus Horizon. But the kid says it's his Quirk. I planned to call you to get another opinion since you know him best but, after the last few attacks on our students, Hound Dog got a bit...impatient."

Nezu turns to Horizon, "you mentioned Hand Of God allows you to perfectly control your body at every level, is this because of that?"

"Something like that, but yeah," Horizon says.

"You can do that?" Snipe was a bit surprised at that. "Wild..."

"Right," Nezu claps his hands to get them both focused on him. "So, what happened next?"

"Well, before Hound Dog tried to apprehend him, Horizon said he tried to touch him then...he'd warp him to the bottom of the sea."

"Which apparently he did," Nezu sighs.

"Hey, I warned him," Horizon shrugs.

"To be fair," Snipe says. "When someone says something so ridiculous...especially considering the ocean is atleast 10km from UA...we're inclined not to believe him."

"Unless it's me," Horizon says.

"And now we've all learned that valuable lesson."

Nezu pinches his brow and sighs, resting his elbows on the table.

"Great, well you still injured a teacher, he won't be out of bed for atleast a few days, even after Recovery Girl is done. So I'll formulate a punishment for you."

"Well I'm already on house arrest," Horizon says. "Basically have me chained to UA so Kurogiri doesn't show up, what else can you really do?"

Nezu frowns, then sighs, " just heal Hound Dog, and please don't hurt anyone else at UA."

"Is it that bad?" Snipe asks.

Nezu winces, "120 meters of water pressure is too much for his body, a few more seconds and he could have been dead..."

Snipe slowly turns, from Nezu, back to Horizon, then back to Nezu, "right, and his punishment is...' don't do it again', of course." He gets up and straightens his clothes. "Well, I need to get back to the class before it ends."

"Certainly, and thank you for covering for Aizawa," Nezu gives him a polite smile.

"Right..." Snipe just wordlessly walks out of the room.

'Yup, golden boy, can do no wrong...'

The moment the door closes Nezu groans loudly, "this is the second teacher you've had some altercation with, can't you just play nice?"

"Hey I warned the fucker, but he decided to rush in, so I gave him a little bath."

"At the bottom of the Musutafu docks?"

"It's the closest part of the ocean to us," Horizon throws up his arms in annoyance. "Honestly no pleasing you people."

"You could just try to get along with the staff..."

"I get along very well with them, considering almost all of them are Pro Heroes, and I'm, well, me..."

"You do remember that you spent your morning recess in this very room, because you got into a verbal fight with Nemuri this morning."

"Well, saggy should learn to keep her mouth shut."

"That's exactly what I'm talking about, and why---"

At that very moment the door opens, and in walks Nemuri Kayama, Ms. Midnight.

"Princip---" Midnight freezes as she sees Horizon sitting in the room, she gets a bad feeling about this. "What is this?"

"I'm guessing an intervention," Horizon says, clearly annoyed. "He's gonna ask you to stop being such a petty bi---"

"Horizon!" Nezu interrupts him.

Midnight gives him the stink eye as she closes the door behind her.

Nezu gestures for her to sit on the couch opposite Horizon, which she silently does. Folding her arms under her chest and giving him a blank stare.

"Well, is there anything you two would like to say to each other?" Nezu asks.

An excruciating long few minutes pass as they seem to be locked in a staring contest, not a word between them.

"Nemuri..." Nezu says, causing her to sigh.

"Fine, I guess I'll apologize first."

"Well you are the teacher," Horizon says, then mutters. "Even if you dress like a cheap whore..."

"See what I mean!" Nemuri jumps up from her seat and points at Horizon, all while looking at Nezu.

"Horizon..."

"Ugh, fine, I'll just let her talk."

"Thank you."

Nemuri scowls at him for a moment before sitting back down, then schools her expression.

"I, apologize for overstepping your boundaries and speaking of matters I clearly know nothing about. I'm sorry, and I was wrong."

"I know," Horizon says.

Then another long, awkward, echoing silence fills the room.

"Horizon," Nezu prompts him.

"What?" Horizon looks between them. He was genuinely confused.

"This is the part where you apologize," Nezu says.

"Huh, for what?"

"For being a---!"

"Nemuri!" Nezu cuts her off.

Beneath his visor Horizon rolls his eyes, "look, I never said anything wrong or false, you build this street whore persona, you deal with the consequences, get over it."

Nemuri rolls her eyes, more annoyed than hurt, then gets up.

"Whatever, I'm done with this, but just so you know. Compassion is vital to be a true hero, and you aren't anywhere near strong enough to show that side of yourself."

Horizon shakes his head, "haven't you heard, the commission only ranks us based on results, because you can't really measure 'heart'..."

Midnight shakes her head, disappointed, but not at Horizon, at Nezu. "Of all the people that have passed through this academy, you decided to bet on this, to be 'The greatest hero this world shall ever know.'

I hope he isn't the only one who can perform miracles, because, for a transformation like that, a miracle is what it'll take."

Nobody says a word as Midnight casually walks out of the room completely doubting the choices of her mentor.

END CHAPTER---


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