บท 6: Training
(Y/n) pov
*BEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEP*
"HUH WHAT!" *snort* "Stupid fucking alarm clock!" I sat up in my bed and rubbed my eyes.
*BEEEP BE-* Still with my eyes closed I reached (and missed) and smacked my alarm clock making it stop ringing.
Groaning I played back up in my bed and stared at my ceiling. 'Hold up... this ain't my ceiling!'
I quickly shot up out of the bed and slipped on the floor hitting my head. I stand up slowly holding my forehead in my hands. My eyes are then flashed with the familiar led lights and my desk, however where were not the same lights and desk from my home. These were the items, this room is, I'M STILL SHIFTED!
'Oh no oh no. This isn't good! If I'm still here that means I'm still asleep in the real world right!?What time is it, how much time even passed!? WHAT IF I MISSED SCHOOL! AKEMI IS GOING TO BEAT MY ASS!'
"ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ!" I whispered to myself. I quickly rush around the room hitting, bumping, and checking things to see if they were all solid, if they were all real. After making my round trip I sat down and slumped on my bed. I looked back at the alarm clock, which I was sure wasn't there when I went to sleep. 'Why is this here? Why the hell did it go off too?'
*knock kn-* Mr. Aizawa didn't even bother to finish knocking before he barged into my room.
"Get up, get dressed, and meet me in the training room. You know where it is, and if you don't, find it. " he turned and groaned out the door.
"What the- BUT IT'S 5 AM! DUDE COME ON!"
"Dude?" Mr. Aizawa says sticking his head back through the gap in the doorway.
"I um... ᶜᵒᵐᶦⁿᵍ"
Time skip: your lazy a$$ finally found the training room
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Pushed through the glass doors which were surprisingly heavy. I assumed they needed to be thick so they wouldn't shatter during battle training. I walked into the room which seemed too big for how the house looked outside.
I wandered around for a bit looking at what was around me. There was a desert terrain, an ocean or some type of water form, a mountain, and a small city with different building shapes. 'This is a lot like the USJ... how did this even fit-'
I didn't get to finish my thought when I noticed a yellow sleeping bag rolling across the floors towards me. It came to a stop a few feet from me.
A tired black-haired man arose from his cocoon. He pulled his feet out of the bag and moved it very carefully out of the way.
"You're late."
"But you didn't give me a time."
"Well, you should have gotten here sooner. No excuses, now follow me." Mr. Aizawa started to make his way to the center of the giant room. It seemed to be a broad flat arena used for hand-to-hand combat training.
I followed him cautiously into the center of the floor until he turned around to face me.
"I assumed you have at little to no knowledge on how to fight or hold your ground when being attacked," he asked looking me up and down, seeming to evaluate me.
"No, I don't believe I do. Unless you count watching an- shows with fighting scenes in them." I laughed nervously. 'Geez, that was close. Damn it (Y/n) you gotta be careful!'
"Ok. Now when we first talked you mentioned the UA entrance exams, correct?"
"Yes, I believe so."
"I assume that you want to get into this school as well. Since I have already been tasked to train you, I might as well try and help you get into the school. However, the way you are now, weak, slow, no battle training, and I doubt you know how to dodge a good punch. You won't be able to make it very far. Let alone you not even knowing how to use your own quirk, er quirks if you choose to make them."
I nod, taking in all that he had just said. It was true, I didn't know how to do anything. Even though my stats were high I don't know how to use them or even know if they needed to be activated in some way.
"For right now we will practice with no quirks. You need to learn the basics of fighting and you also need to build your body muscle up a bit." He sighed turning back away from me.
"3..."
"Wait what?"
"2 1 go."
He laughed himself at me and swerved to the left. He struck my back sending me to the floor. Before I could even catch my breath or stand up he's in front of me.
'ACK! How is he so fast! He can't teleport right, or can he?'
Yes, yes he was fast. He also just kicked me in the face and the pain had just settled in. A shockwave shot up my spine causing me to yell out in pain. My vision was a little blurry but I would still see his figure off the right of me. My nose was bloody and I have scrapes now all over my face, hands, and legs.
'Tch. Come on (Y/n)! I bet my strength and speed aren't part of my quirk! I'm just badass! So let's show him how much of a badass I am. GET UP GET UP!'
I slowly stood up pushing up off my knee for support. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Mr. Aizawa charging at me again, his fist stretched out ready to punch my side. When he gets close, out of instinct, I backbend dodging his attack. His arm soared over my body as I grabbed it tightly and pulled him towards me. I knee him in the gut and jerk forward flipping him over my back. He slams against the floor spitting out, well spit, and letting out a groan of pain.
'Ha! I learned most of that from Deku and Attack on Titan! Take that Mr. Aizawa- shit my nose HURTS!'
"Geez man, why did you have to go for the money maker?" I whined motioning towards my face.
"Didn't seem to be making you much money out there on the street." he rolled over and stood back up.
"I thought you had no knowledge of fighting tactics but I guess I was wrong." he smiled a little.
'EEEE he thought that was good!' "Nah honestly my body did that on its own. I don't think I could do it again if I thought about it. Watching those shows do come in handy though." I chuckled planing one hand on my waist and flexing my other small but existent bicep.
"Yeah yeah good job. Don't flatter yourself though, you only managed to dodge one attack from me and didn't decrease the impact of the others either."
"Yeah speaking of my other injuries, IT HURTS! Do you have an ice place or something?! I think my nose is broken." I cried fanning my nose.
"Yes here." he tossed me a pack.
"Thanks," I said and he just nodded.
"We're going to go through simple positions and fighting techniques. You're going to learn and master the fundamentals. Once you've gotten that down I can try and help you with your quirk. I don't exactly know how it works or what your limits and drawbacks are, but at least we have quite some time to work on it."
I nodded as he began to spread his legs into a fighting position. I followed and did the same bringing my hands slightly off the side up in front of me in a ready position. (if you watched AOT then just imagine how Annie fights ifkyk)
He slowly demonstrated a few punches and take-downs. I followed him screwing up a few, but overall keeping up.
After about an hour of training I finally got a water break. I walked back over to the glass at the entrance. I sat down at one of the wooden benches that were up against the glass.
Mr. Aizawa handed me a cold towel, "Nice job today kid. You did better than expected."
"Thanks." I laughed taking the towel from him.
"We'll work on things like this and strength training for a while. Once you've gotten this all down we will gradually weave in your quirk as well as experiment with the different things you can do with it."
"Ok ." I looked at the ground. 'How long is he talking? There is still so much time till the exam, maybe my mind will just time skip because I really don't want to have to actually go through all of that.'
We cleaned up the debris from our battles, putting fractured ground and other pieces in trash bags. We made small talk, or well Mr. Aizawa talked about my schedule for training. It was even worse than the one All Might made for Midoriya if I can recall it correctly.
Eventually, dinner was ready and we both ate in silence. Today I was actually given a meal other than lunch-ables. To be honest I was surprised those were still things in this day and age. Since My Hero is taken place in around 2098 in the future, I'm surprised about the things they still had from the current age in my world. Maybe it was just my mind filling in the blanks of this world, to make myself more accustomed to it.
I excused myself from the table and cleaned up my dishes. I walked back to my room feeling sorry for myself. The next few months of training were going to be HELL!
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