Frost covered the tops of plants, while windows were still foggy. People slowly saunter on the sidewalk in their overcoats, scarfes, hats and gloves. While the cars still swiftly accelerate past the pedestrians, causing a cold breeze to blow over them. To say the least, it was a cold February morning.
The further in the city, the green expanses were slowly transformed into a familiar concrete jungle we call a city, filled with high-rise buildings and pedestrians. In the center of the city were these massive buildings, that had a more vibrant colour palette than the greys and browns of the city buildings, making others pale in comparison. On closer inspection, the pedestrians weren't adults, they were predominantly children.
The wave of youngsters approached the building as some were seen to be riding bikes, most were seen walking, or being carried by the flow. Some people near the back of the crowd saw a streak of blue moving across the side of a building, speeding towards the school. More and more people noticed this streak race across the side of building before jumping from the side of one building to another, slowing down briefly while in between the gap of the buildings, where the sun gave the pedestrians his shadow.
This allowed the people to catch a glimpse of the shoes, the blue streak wore. Bright red, damaged, shoes. As well as three noticeable spikes-like protrusions behind their head: cluing the civilians onto who they were.
The people who saw this started to guess who this could be before the blue being jumped off the last building and landed a bit ahead of the crowd. The towering building was called UA, and it wasn't just a building. The principal owned a massive plot of land that was as large as a city. Just like the building, this wasn't a normal school. It was a school for heroes. Today was the entrance exam for the new year of heroes.
The front of the school has a welcoming gate with a hanging sign, which people flocked to. Each particpant was to be checked if they had their school card or not. The now identified blue hedgehog threw something into the air as he flashed them his card, which had the name 'Sonic' with a picture of him smirking next to his name, he caught the thrown object, allowing the guards to catch a glimpse of what he was holding, which was a half-eaten hotdog.
Before they even knew it, the anthropomorhic hedgehog was running through the trickle of children in the school premises, approaching the doors to their future. The blur skidded to a walk as his blue aura faded to a soft blue glow, surrounding his chest. He scarfed down the chilli dog in his hand as he licked his white gloves clean of the sauce. He continued to the room with 'Exam' above it.
Sonic walked to the back corner of the room and watched as teenagers flooded the exam hall. Sonic crossed his legs as he listened to the yellow haired teacher presentation. Although, from time to time he covered his ears from Hero's occasional raise in volume and rejection of the students.
He looked around the hall trying to cure his boredom as he put his feet up on the desk in front of him before a blue haired boy stood up and shouted something about a green haired boy, a few seats away from him muttering.
If that wasn't bad enough, he turned to Sonic "And you! Blue mutant." Sonic pointed at himself, lifting a curious brow and mouthing the words 'me?', questioningly. "Yes, you. Get your shoes off of the desk and stop disrespecting the craftsman and the people who came before us."
Before the mutant could open his mouth. A messy blonde beat him to it "Why don't you get off your high fucking horse. As well as taking that gigantic stick out your ass while your at it." Everyone, including Present Mic, were shocked silent and the blue haired, air-chopping boy, sat down in his chair with everyone looking between him and the short fused blonde. Sonic thrusted a thumbs up in the blonde's direction, getting a scoff in return.
Present Mic sighed as he continued on with his presentation. "The zero pointer is a distraction that you should not worry about. The 1-pointer is the weakest of the robots, the most common and is a small bird-like robot. The 2-pointer is a scorpion-like robot that is uncommon and is slow but strong. While the 3-pointer is the strongest robot and the rarest to find, it is a humanoid robot." This caught our blue hedgehog's attention and he thought that this isn't going to be as bad as he thought.
The hedgehog grined semi-nervously, being defended by a random person kind of tipped him off that he knew about him and his law-breaking charade. He pushed the thought to the back of his head, as he looked in the blonde kid's direction as he noticed the kid was staring at him. He smiled and turned to where the blonde was, only to find he had left.
He got up and looked at his card as he walked away. On it had the arena he was going to fight in and it was arena A. Sonic followed the crowd to the battleground before finding Arena A. Sonic noticed that the gates were closed and started to lose focus before catching a glipse of the same blue haired boy grabbing some green haired boy's shoulder. " I think the shaking boy wouldn't distract a girl. " Sonic stated.
Iida questioned as he turned to his around facing his accuser "How would you know?"
Sonic just shook his head "Ever heard of a thing called preparation? The front allows him to get a headstart," Iida thought upon this as the green haired boy, who was once standing behind Iida was now at the front. Sonic left to go to the front as well,"something you'll need."
Sonic jumped up and down in place as he stretched his legs, getting ready to go while the speaker boomed "Ready." as some contestants noticed this specific stretching pattern, from somewhere on TV.
Unbothered by the growing whispering, his blue aura enveloped his form as he jumped upwards while "Set...", was announced. He began to spin in the air, turning into a blue ball as his blue aura began to spin violently around him as he began to pick up rotational speed. So much so that his descent to the ground slowed dramatically. As soon as he touched the ground Present Mic shouted the words "GO!" Sonic blasted forwards with the thought 'Perfect timing.'