Heya Sinners! I will be changing a few things up for the Sports Festival, aka there will be changes on who's in and who's not, as well as changing up some of the battles! I will also not be going into detail about all of the fights, just so I don't write what everybody already knows.

Thanks for understanding!
-Sin
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Trailing behind four other people, Kula took a few deep breaths as she slowed to a stop, placing her hands lightly on her knees as she caught her breath. She looked up at the scoreboard which was slowly filling up as students got back into the cheering stadium. She had managed to finish the race in fifth place, much higher than she thought she would place.

But, this meant she was going to be moving onto the next round— she only hoped it wouldn't be too deadly.

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"Hey Kula! Thanks for laving us behind!" An annoyed voice said, and Kula looked behind her to see Kishi and Mika walking up to her, Kishi having his cheeks puffed up and an adorable annoyed expression on his face.

"We were competing against each other." Kula muttered. "I was just doing what I could to win." She straightened up and started to walk towards podium were Midnight was standing.

"Still, I'm hurt." Kishi said jokingly with his cheeks puffed up.

"The first game for the first years is finally over, and what a game it was!" Midnight announced once everyone had finally filed in. "Now let's take a look at the scores, shall we?"

Kula looked up at the scoreboard, reading the names along it.

1st Place: Midoriya Izuku
2nd Place: Todoroki Shoto
3rd Place: Bakugo Katsuki
4th Place: Ibara Shiozaki
5th Place: Saito Kula
6th Place: Iida Tenya
7th Place: Kajiwara Mika
8th Place: Eijiro Kirishima
9th Place: Hoshiko Kishi

"Hey! We all got in the top ten!" Kishi exclaimed, his past annoyance gone without a trace as he looked up at the scoreboard with excited eyes.

"Only the top 42 will advance to the next round, but don't be too let down if you didn't make the cut. We've prepared other opportunities for you to shine." She licks her lips, once again sending a cold chill down Kula's spine. "Now the real fun is about to begin. The chance to fully move yourselves into the limelight! Give it your best!" Once again, the green appeared behind her and the students watched with anticipation on what their next game was going to be.

Once the spinning stopped, Kula's eyes traced over the words that were showing in bold yellow letters.

'Cavalry Battle'

"Isn't that a group event?" Mika asked, "I wonder how they'll score us if we're not doing this individually."

While Mika was thinking, Kishi was almost jumping up and down with excitement. "This means we'll get to be a team!" He squeaked out, his voice seeming to of risen a few octaves out of excitement.

"Allow me to explain." Midnight said, shushing the curious students. "The participants will form teams of two to four people as they see fit. In theory it's basically the same as a regular playground game. But there is one difference, each player has been assigned a point value based on the results from the obstacle course.

So each team will have a different point value that'll be higher or lower depending on the people in said team. Interesting. Kula thought, placing a hand to her chin as she thought out possible strategies, she didn't really know the quirks of kids outside of her class and even then she didn't know all of them, though luckily there were only four of them that would be participating in the Calvary Battle. Interrupting her thoughts, Midnight spoke up and announced one last thing.

"The first place student will carry, Ten Million!" Midnight shouted, and Kula, along with almost everyone else looked towards a certain green haired boy who looked terrified.

So if you take him down... you're moving onto the next round for sure. Kula thought.

"That's right, it's a survival of the fittest that gives those at the bottom a chance to overthrow the top!" Kula listened as Midnight gave the basic rules; the rider could not touch the ground, everyone is still in the game until times up, and no moves that would knock someone off on purpose would disqualify the guilty team. "Now, you all have fifteen minutes to make your teams and think of a game plan, your time starts, now!"

"Kula! Let's be a team!" Kishi exclaimed, jumping up to the darker skinned girl with a wide grin on his face. "Me, Mika, and you! What do you say!"

"Yeah, you can't go alone this time if you want to continue on." Mika said, a small grin on her face.

"Whatever." Kula said as she rolled her eyes.

Kishi's smile widened— if that was even possible— and he started spouting out idea after idea, not giving either Mika or Kula a chance to respond to any of his questions.

"Kishi, you're rambling again." Mika said, placing a hand on the boy's shoulder, stopping the pale blue haired boy mid-word.

"Oh, sorry. I was really excited." He said, a sheepish look on his face as he smiled at the two. "I bet you have some great ideas, right? I've seen what you've made and I can't believe some of the things I see!"

"He's not wrong, You have some good ideas." Mika agreed as she wrapped her arm around Kula's shoulders, "So, captain, what's it gonna be?"

Moving to the side and causing Mika's arm to slip off her shoulder, Kula glanced at the two, "Can I... not be the captain? I'm not really leadership material."

Kishi sputtered, "You must be joking! Come on Kula, what do you have planned?"

"We don't have all day." Mika said.

Kula sighed, now aware that there was no way she was going to back out of being the so called captain. Scratching the back of her head, her cheeks flushed a slightly golden color. "I guess... I might have a few ideas."

***

Once the timer buzzed to signify the end of the given fifteen minutes, Kula, Mika, and Kishi got into formation.

Kishi was the shortest and the lightest of the three of them, so he was going to be the rider and the one to grab the headbands from the other teams, Mika's quirk allowed her to shoot out fireworks from her fingertips, thus making her the front horse so she didn't accidentally harm anyone on their team by her fireworks. And finally, Kula was the horse in the back, she wasn't a fighter— and since she refused to tell them her quirk or use it nobody could think of strategizes that might be I felt with it. Though with her in the back, she could shout commands or ideas from the back, as well as use some of the support gear she had made, which she hoped she wouldn't have to use because she did have a limited supply, though with all of that accounted for, Kula knew that their team was ready.

Once the signal went off to start the match, Kula watched as almost all the teams headed straight for Midoriya's team, he did hold the million points after all.

"Alright, so plan A is a go." Kula said, and she saw her teammates nod, following the other groups as they ran towards Midoriya. It seemed as if they were going with the flow of the group until they veered off towards another group that was running. Once they got close enough, Kula watched as Kishi made his move.

He raised his hand up towards the group— consisting of four 1-A students, and the projector in the palm on his hand flashed a brilliant blue, causing the group to stumble and stop running, blinking their eyes as they were momentarily blinded.

"Now, Ki! Grab the headband!" Mika shouted, and Kishi reached forwards, fumbling a bit before he reeled back, his face turning red. "Y-You're a girl! An invisible girl, that doesn't have a top on! I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, his voice just a squeak by the time he reached the end of his sentence as tears gathered in the corners of his eyes.

"Shit, are you serious?" Mika asked, looking up at the floating bandana.

"Kishi, you can have your dilemma after we get her bandana— they're still blinded!" Kula shouted, getting caught up in the moment.

"R-Right!" With that, the still flustered boy reached forwards, this time accurately grabbing the invisible girl's bandana and letting Kula and Mika run off as he secured it's place around his neck.

"We just need one more Bandana and then we'll be able to move onto the final game!" Mika exclaimed, looking back at the the two with stars in her eyes.

Kula looked at her, a small blush appearing on her cheeks as she saw the expression Mika held. "Y-Yeah. Let's do it!" She said, a determined expression on her face.

Mika looked at Kula for a second longer before she looked back in front of them so she didn't run into anyone.

As almost everyone was going after Midoriya and the others, Kula and her team were making attempts at getting the headbands of the stragglers, once getting stuck by purple balls being thrown at the ground— it took a few minutes some fireworks, and a loss of a shoe to get out of that one— and running into a solid wall of air once an eccentric blond kid taunted them about how their puny inventions would never get to him, Kula proved him wrong as she threw a small invention she had made that she called the pinch-o-matic. The name was still a work in progress, but it worked well enough to allow the group to get away from the blond as he screaming in pain from the crab claw-like device pinching his cheek.

As the group was running around the field, a wall of ice shot up from the ground on the other side of the course, and if she was being honest, Kula did not want to fight whoever had made that wall, he seemed terrifyingly powerful. It wasn't long after the ice wall appeared that the timer buzzed, signifying the end of the event.

"And that's the game, folks!" Present Mic shouted. "Now, let's take a look at who the top fourteen are!" Present Mic announced. "In first place, it's Team Todoroki, in second place Team Bakugo, and third place is Tetsutetsu— Wait, what? It's team Shinsou! When did they come back from the dead?"

Kula looked towards the group they had just been chasing, seeing the purple haired boy walk away with a grin on his face. "Thanks for all your help." He said to the confused group.

Damn, he seems like a cold guy Kula thought.

"And in fourth place, we have Team Midoriya!" Present Mic announced, brining Kula's attention up to the board.

"No way, we were only five points behind them?" Mika asked, their team had finalized with a score of 900, while Team Midoriya had gotten 905, leaving their team in fifth place right behind Midoriya's. "Well, we were in it for a decent amount of time." She sighed, her hands resting behind her head and her eyes closed.

"Well, at least we did as well as we did!" Kishi exclaimed.

"And your lucky ass got to touch a girl's-" Mika started, causing Kishi's face to flush up again.

"H-Hey! I didn't mean to!" Kishi shouted, tears comedically streaming down his face.

Mika opened one of her eyes before she gave Kishi a grin. "You know I'm kidding with you!"

"Mikaaa!"

Kula just watched the exchange, shoveing her hands into her pockets. She had to admit, she was slightly jealous of the friendship the two.

"Now, let's take an hour lunch break before she start the afternoon festivities! See ya soon!"

With that, Kula walked off the field, leaving her two classmates behind, she knew they probably just teamed up with her because they wanted to use her, and she knew she was never going to have a friendship like the one those two had. Why? Because nobody would want to be friends with someone like her.

***

During the lunch break, Kula was sitting in a hallway and scarfing down her lunch. She had looked around at the different booths and managed to buy enough to consider what she was eating a meal. If expensive festival junk food is considered a proper meal.

As she was eating, she heard footsteps echoing along the hall, and Kula looked up to see someone she knew she didn't want to see. Bakugo was walking down the hallway, a bland look in his face— until his eyes met Kula's and he stopped walking, looking down at the darker skinned girl.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He shouted angrily, raising his hand and setting off tiny explosions.

"To participate in the Festival same as you." Kula said blandly, moving her gaze from him to the Red Bean Taiyaki she had in her hand.

"I don't mean that! You were apart of that damn USJ attack! Why the hell aren't you in jail?"

"Because I never actually hurt any of you guys." She said simply, looking up and glaring at him. "Besides, It's none of your business anyways. If you don't like me then don't talk to me" she stood up and started walking away, only to be stopped by a hand being placed on her shoulder.

"I don't care if you didn't hurt anyone. I should kill you right now, once a villain always a villain." Bakugo said, the hand that was on Kula's shoulder starting to smoke, and Kula bit her inner cheek as her shoulder slowly started to burn under the heat.

"Don't you think I know know that?" She asked him as she shook his hand off her shoulder. "People change. And at least I'm trying to." She said simply before she continued to walk away. "It's not like you're the only one who doesn't trust me here— hell, I wouldn't even trust myself." And with those words, she walked away from the explosive blond, leaving him standing alone in the hallway.