Wolfram squinted at the figure in front of him.
A red-haired teenager in rugged combat gear. Dusty. Smiling.
"Seriously?"Out of everyone, I get the dense one."
Without warning, Wolfram raised his pistol and fired.
CRACK!
The bullet struck Kirishima right in the center of the forehead. "Ouch, that kinda hurt, man..."
It bounced off.
Not ricocheted—bounced.
Thunk.
The sound was soft, almost anticlimactic.
Wolfram frowned. He raised his hand and recalled the bullet with metal manipulation, studying it between his fingers. It was flattened—like a coin pressed under a freight train.
"Huh," he muttered, almost impressed.
Kirishima blinked. Then realized.
"Wait. You're a villain, huh?" he said, slowly connecting the dots. "Mind letting those two guys go?"
He pointed casually to David and Samuel, the latter still unconscious.
Wolfram chuckled.
"That's adorable. Really."
"But no."
A steel spike sprouted from the ground, reshaping in his hand into a gleaming, needle-like spear. He twirled it and smirked. Compared to flat objects, when trying to pierce tough things? It's best to focus power on one point.
"Watch your head, kid."
He hurled it.
Kirishima caught it on instinct. Most people tend to dodge when faced with fast attacks; however, when having extreme defence, your instinctual behaviour changes to block.
Shattered it.
The spear disintegrated into metal shards in his palm, like glass breaking against a cliff face.
Wolfram blinked again. This time, in mild disbelief.
"That wasn't even supposed to kill. Just rattle you."
"What the hell is his skin made of?"
David, seeing the standoff escalate, shouted, "Kid! Call for help—don't throw your life away!"
Wolfram, without breaking eye contact, flicked his hand. Strips of metal flew from the floor, pinning David Shield to the wall. Another plate sealed over his mouth like a muzzle.
"You're too old to keep interrupting," Wolfram said dryly."Let the cliché run its course. Hero vs. villain. Monologue included."
Kirishima's eyes narrowed.
"So what now? You gonna run?"
Wolfram cracked his knuckles as the floor behind him split open, and jagged metal blocks rose like a field of thorns.
"Run?" he repeated, sounding genuinely insulted."Kid, I'm the last guy standing in a room full of bodies. I don't run. I finish things."
The blocks launched forward like missiles.
Kirishima's body shifted—a solid, jagged armour of hardened flesh encasing him from head to toe, his teeth gritted, his expression fierce.
"Yeah, well... I'm not done either."
He slammed his fist into the first metal block—crack—sending shards flying.
Another hit his side. He didn't flinch.
More blocks. More hits.
He charged forward, shoulder lowered like a battering ram, absorbing the impact, step by step.
Wolfram squinted."This form… is that his full quirk? It's active now, sure—but he survived my first shot and that spear. Was it always on? Is this version just more refined?"
The redhead didn't stop.
He didn't slow.
He endured.
"People say my quirk's scary," Kirishima said through gritted teeth."My voice sounds like gravel. My face gets all sharp and monster-like."
He ducked a tendril, uppercutting through another.
"But if it's just me and you?"
He slammed both palms together, and his body glowed with a deeper crimson hue, his features sharpening to their limit.
"Then I don't have to worry."
He roared, voice crackling like stone breaking.
"UNBREAKABLE!"
Wolfram raised an eyebrow, mildly entertained.
"Unbreakable? Seriously? You even name your moves like a Saturday morning hero.You gonna yell 'JUSTICE SMASH!' next?"
Dozens of thin metal tendrils slithered out from behind him—like metallic snakes, sharpened to kill, and dripping with menace.
They surrounded Kirishima from all sides, weaving like silk.
"Let's test your title, then," Wolfram grinned."I'll pierce you slowly... try to survive, TV Hero."
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[Auther: I truly am a genius, no? Anyway, I'll explain the ridiculous growth of the current class later. Though I wouldn't mind explaining the sudden emergence of 'Unbreakable' or Kirishima's body suddenly 'glowing red'. Unbreakable in the canon story was a sudden growth in will and Quirk, and Kirishima named it immediately. Thus, if the same growth and will were to happen off-screen, he would name it the same.
The red glow is from the Support Department! Remember how Kuro is a part of it as his secondary class? Yeah, that's not for show, he really does know his stuff.]