Chapter 9
April 8th 20XX
U.A Bunker
10:30 AM
Me: It's been over 24 hours of All Might savagely beating me, I haven't gotten rest because he just won't stop. And whenever he got tired he sent in robots to beat me. My body was broken and I couldn't even speak. I was sleep deprived and hungry, I wanted it to stop but it didn't
All Might: You have one hour to eat and to have recovery girl treat your body before we resume,
*Nurses Office*
Recovery Girl: What the hell is wrong with you
All Might: It's none of your business, just do you damm job, or will there be a problem?
Recovery Girl: Whatever I'll heal the boy, just be careful
All Might: The boy does not need careful he needs to get his shit together
Recovery Girl: *rolls eyes*
All Might: Now I need to get some grub so heal him before I come back...
Recovery Girl: I understand
All Might: You Better
*30 Minutes Later*
Recovery Girl: You feeling better Midoriya?
Me: Yeah... A little better...
Recovery Girl: What kinda training were you to doing?
Me: I... can't say...
Recovery Girl: Well whatever your doing make sure... Never-mind I said to much I don't need to piss him off more
Me: Can I have something to eat?
Recovery Girl: I have some crackers and a sandwich from Sub Hero down the street, want that?
Me: Yes please, and thank you
Recovery Girl: It is my job after all...
*28 Minutes Later*
All Might: Boy let's go we are resuming your training
Me: Yes All Might
It went on like that for 12 days straight. All Might would beat me, the Robots would beat me then I would be healed. It was torture, relentless training over and over again. I was becoming used to the pain. Maybe the pain was helping me grow, or maybe it was my anger. No matter I will win at the Sport's festival and then All Might will be proud of me and with my new technique I'll win no matter what. That'll make All Might proud... right?
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