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Momo slammed into the ground with a thud, grimacing as she pulled herself to her feet. Midoriya was right, her costume was a hazard. Had she landed on her back she wouldve been incapacitated. Momo looked around, sighing slightly in relief as she saw Kyoka rising to her feet not far away. They were in the Earthquake zone it seemed, having landed on a secluded shelf.
“Are we alone?” She asked her not-quite-but-almost girlfriend quietly, already beginning to create weaponry for them both.
Kyoka scowled, listening for a few moments before shaking her head.
“Below us, about…” Kyoka paused again, plugging an earjack into a nearby rockface, “18 villains. Gathered in a group.”
Momo nodded, mind running through numerous plans. She wished Midoriya was with her, he was easy to bounce ideas off of- Midoriya!
She inhaled sharply, quickly handing a metal bat to Kyoka ans forgoing her own bō stick in favor of explosives. “We’re going to collapse the mountain on them, then find Midoriya, ” She said slowly, with a serious tinge to her voice. Kyoka looked at her oddly.
“Not that i dont think finding Green would be a bad idea, but why him specifically?”
Momo dark eyes met Kyoka’s own, and there was only complete belief in her next words, spoken in a grim tone.
“To make sure he doesnt kill anybody.”
Denki stumbled to his feet, holding his head. His hair was matted to his head as he looked around, hearing in the distance over the storm loud unfamiliar voices.
“Denks?” Denki turned, and his heart stuttered, unsure whether to be glad or afraid Hanta was with him. Denki decided on both, and grasped his boyfriend (boyfriend! Soulmate!) in a tight hug, letting out a stuttered breath.
“Ok lover boys, you two done?” Rasped another voice, startling the both of them. They relaxed seeing a soaked to the bone Mina.
“Like you wouldnt be the same with Hagakure,” Hanta grumbled, separating from the blonde. Mina’s face took a stricken expression and Hanta winced.
“We gotta get outta here-”
“Oh look at that, a buncha baby heroes!”
Mina darted over to stand beside her friends, sliding into a fighting position. Out of the shadows came a number of villains, and Denki’s heart quickened. He saw what happened to Thirteen, he didnt want his boyfriend, or his friend hurt!
“Stay back! I have a electricity quirk and we’re in the rain!” Denki shouted, letting electricity run over his skin. The villains looked at him warily, but one of them scoffed and stepped forward.
“Yeah right youll hit us with that- you’ll kill your little friends!”
Denki glanced at the two beside him, unsure what to do. He stepped in front of Hanta, whose eyes suddenly alit with something. Hanta ducked over and whispered into Mina’s ear, and began producing a dark tape. Denki decided to simply trust his soulmate, as reassurance poured through the flowering vine on his bicep, taking a deep breath and trying to focus. He held his hands out threateningly, a harsh glare towards his enemies.
Out of the corner of his eye, he sat a translucent acid snaking out from Mina’s foot, towards the villains who were getting impatient.
“Enough of this bullshit! Little assholes a coward and a bluff, im done waiting!”
A villain charged, and Mina shoved Denki forward, and it was like watching a human taser go off as the blond slammed into the shark faced villain charging him.
The villain convulsed aggressively as electricity ran through his veins, before he collapsed into a steaming heap on the ground.
“Discharge!” Hanta shouted over the rain as the villains charged. “WHAT?!”
“JUST DISCHARGE YOU STUPID FUCKING GAY!” Mina snapped back, sending the same translucent acid towards the villains.
Deigning to trust the pair, and really hoping they had a plan, Denki hardened his eyes and held his hands out.
“Discharge, 1 Million Volts!”
The dark ‘city’ lit up like it was daytime, and burning flesh filled the air. Denki’s eyes widened as he watched the acid Mina had made work as a conductor, meaning he didnt have to keep going until he fizzed out.
Watching as the last villain dropped to the ground, Denki released his quirk, spinning around with a heavy breath towards his companions, worried for them both.
They were completely fine.
“Whu- hu-how?” He wheezed out, hands on his knees.
Hanta grinned, motioning to both his and Mina’s legs, wrapped in a black tape.
“Completely resistant.”
Denki grinned weakly, somewhat dizzy.
“Alright dumbasses, lets get those assholes tied up and get the fuck out of here!”
Mina was very clearly done with them both.
“You sound like Baka-gou,” Denki complained, but they both obliged, using Hanta’s tape to restrain the villains.
“My fucking soulmate is out there facing a bunch of villains buttface fucking naked, and my best friend who doesnt know he’s my best friend was acting fucking weird! Of course im panicked!”
Hanta blinked a bit, squinting at Mina. “Are you talking about Midoriya?”
“Of course im talking about Midoriya!” Her voice was exasperated as she spun around. “Do you think im that touchy with everyone?! He’s fun, smart, adorable and normally really fucking anxious, so seeing him charge a villain like Bakugou is really concerning! ”
“You do have a point,” Denki hummed, thinking of the look in Midoriya’s eyes before they all fell. It was similar to the state he went into when Hagakure and Tsuyu got hurt the previous day, but far far darker.
“Of course i have a point- now lets GO! ”
Mina turned heel and made almost a run in a direction of a wall, intent on melting through the dome to get out. She had a feeling something bad was going to happen, and she really, really didnt like it!
Denki and Hanta followed quickly, and they stumbled around in the rain for a while, before finally finding a door.
As they escaped the rain-dome, they paused to catch their breath, looking towards the plaza in time to see a huge, bright green explosion.
“… Midori? ”
“ FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!”
With every expletive, Bakugou blasted another villain in the face, a strange expression on his face.
Honestly, Eijiro would find it super manly if not for all the aggressiveness.
“GET OUT OF MY FUCKING WAY YOU STUPID SHITFACED EXTRAS!”
Eijiro dodged another villains fist, slamming a hardened leg into her ribcage, shouting out an apology as she crumpled.
“C’mon man, chillax! We’re fine, these villains arent manly enough to beat us!” There was some confidence in his words, but he was mostly trying to calm Bakugou down.
Bakugou snarled, letting of a explosion and then throwing a stun grenade.
“SHUT UP SHITTY HAIR! I GOTTA FIND FUCKIN DEKU!”
“Deku- Midoriya?”
Bakugou slammed his knee into a villains face, a cruel grin on his face as blood spurted from his nose.
“YEAH, SHITTY DEKU! I GOTTA FIND HIS SHITTY ASS BEFORE HE GETS HIMSELF KILLED!”
Ejiro winced as he punched a villain in the crotch, feeling sympathy with the way the man keeled over in agony. He looked around, sighing as he saw the last villain being taking down by Bakugou.
They didnt have anything to subdue them, but with the aggressive takedowns, the villains wouldnt be going anywhere any time soon.
“Bakugou, i thought you hated Midoriya, its manly you still wanna save him but… he can handle himself.”
Bakugou growled, rubbing his wrist as he turned to Ejiro.
“I dont fucking hate Deku, i wouldnt fucking hate my goddamned soulmate! ”
“... Does he know that?”
Bakugou looked like he got shot, but he shook his head and snarled again. “SHUDDUP! IT DOESNT FUCKING MATTER RIGHT NOW! I GOTTA KEEP HIM FROM DYING!”
“Midoriya can handle himself man-”
“YA DONT FUCKING GET IT SHITTY HAIR!”
Bakugou moved closer, shoulders tense.
“Deku has always been fuckin creepy overprotective. Possessive for fucks sake. Over fuck’n everyone he knew- but especially people he called his fucking friends,” Bakugou sneered, clenching his fists. “He’s fought shitty high schoolers as a fucking fifth grader because they were making fun, he bit some fucking cop for manhandling his decade older fucking cousin .”
“And that was before he could use his shitty fucking quirk, back when he still had some part of mind to retreat when he had to-” Ejiro’s eyes widened slightly.
“So what the fuck do you think is gonna happen, when his shitty fucking self, with some bullshit quirk, gets thrown into a bunch of villains after they just threatened the group of people that treated him with more kindness than his fucking mom? ”
Ejiro understood now, he understood far to fucking well, Midoriya… oh no. Bakugou rubbed his neck, voice low as he added
“Especially when two of his soulmates are here?”
“Two?”
Bakugou huffed, and stormed off in search of a way out.
Two ? Midoriya hadnt mentioned even Bakugou being his soulmate,so who else-
Uraraka! She had been looking for her soulmate since the exam! Where she and Midoriya first met-
Where Midoriya broke half his limbs, walked on said limbs, all while carrying her, because she was in danger.
Oh fuck, Midoriya, what are you going to do?
Ejiro ran after Bakugou, who he could now tell was worried. (What the fuck was wrong with Bakugou that he acted like a psychopath tsundere with Midoriya?) And after some time they reached a wall, and Bakugou blasted through.
A second explosion rocked the ground around them, and the redhead glanced at the blonde in confusion, but only saw a painstricken expression on his face as he clutched at his neck. And glancing towards the plaza, he saw the blasts source- a bright glowing green explosion, growing into a blazing green fame(?), with-
Midoriya ‘standing’ in its epicenter.
Bakugou took off running, gasping for breath as he kept a hand clutched on his neck.
“IZUKU!”
Momo sat at a table, fidgeting with her hands slightly. She was at a party, but she wanted to go home. Her parents had told her she could stay at their table if she really wanted, but only after some socializing.
Said socializing had been being dragged around and shown off.
It had been incredibly boring, but now she was even more bored. She hadnt been allowed to bring a SINGLE book, and her dress was incredibly uncomfortable, and her hair was tight and she was really, really lonely!
She had seen a FEW people close in age to her, but they had all been dragged off before she could say hello- a stout boy with short blue hair and glasses trailing after a larger version of himself, a small boy with split-colored hair and dull eyes being dragged around by his father, a blonde boy shouting something about being amazing who got silenced by an older sister, a girl with messy green hair and a mischievous grin that had done SOMETHING wrong and got dragged away by some older lady.
Not that she really wanted to say hello to them, they all seemed too strange- too uptight, too quiet, too loud, too mischievous.
So she was just bored, and lonely, and she wished she had someth-
“Hi!”
Momo blinked at the boy who had popped up across the table from her. He wore a dark green suit sans jacket, with a dark blue button up and cravat with a family insignia she didnt recognize. He grinned at her with sharp canines that contrasted his round features and the soft bright green eyes that looked at her with excitement. All that plus his messy green hair that was vaguely gelled back, he reminded Momo of protagonist from one of the romance movies she technically wasnt allowed to watch.
…
If said protagonists were five years old.
“Im Izuku Mido- Mi - do - ri - ya! You look bored!”
“Ni-nice to meet y-you Midoriya-kun,” Momo replied back confused. “Im Momo Yaoyorozu, p-pleased to make your acquaintance.”
Midoriya giggled a little bit. “My names long so just call me Izuku Yaoy-yaor-yoru-“ his smile dropped and he frowned a bit.
“You can call me Momo if you want then,” Momo said shyly, fidgeting with her hands. She wasnt used to someone being so forward and excitable.
“Okay!” Midoriya- Izuku, paused, and began searching through his pocket, pulling out a small multitool and a small box.
“You wanna make sumthin’ with me? You looked lonely Momo-chan.”
Momo blinked, but nodded slowly. It was better than being bored if nothing else.
“Izuku, the Expo is ending, we need to leave-“
“Nuh uh! Last time i saw Momo was MONTHS ago, i dont wanna wait forever again Ryo-jii-san!”
Momo stood shyly besides Izuku, arm clutched between his as he glared up at the teenage girl, who glared back at the boy through gold eyes and light blond hair.
“We need to leave Izuku,”
Izuku gnashed his teeth and pulled Momo closer, “No! Im not leaving my Momo, i dont want to go!”
His cousins eyes widened slightly, blinking at him.
“Fuck,” she muttered, turning and calling out for a man named Hisashi.
After a few minutes, a older looking Izuku came over alongside Momo’s own parents, and the two were separates, although Izuku did not go willingly, and both his cousin and father were left witj numerous bites.
Momo knew she had been referred to as Izuku’s by her friend, but she didnt know if she minded. She might- if it was anyone else! But it was Izuku, and he didnt mean it meanly!
Momo decided she didnt mind. She could be Izuku’s Momo, she supposed. Its not like she really had any other friends.
Momo felt uncomfortable. She was at another party, and had decided to sit at her table and hope Izuku attended, because she really didnt want to bother making any new friends.
But then some old guy came over and started talking to her, and kept patting her head, and touching her shoulder.
She didnt like it! She didnt know him!
Where were her parents?
“Little lady, want to go on an adventure?” Rumbled the man, looking down his nose at her.
Momo shook her head. She wasnt stupid! She wasnt going to be following someone she didnt know!
The man’s eyes went cold, and he grabbed her wrist, and began pulling her away. She felt a weight settle in her throat, and her attempts to call for help were silent as she was quickly pulled from the party. There was a green blur, and the man recoiled, shouting in pain. He stumbled away, clutching his wrist. Blood began to stain his shirt.
Momo blinked, registering Izuku standing in front of her, legs wide in an aggressive stance. He glanced back at her, and she saw a dark look in his normally bright wide eyes. It was wrong to see a six year old with a look like that.
Blood dripped from his chin, and he turned back and spat out- a FINGER?
“ Mine, ” Izuku snarled, glaring up at the man. “ Dont hurt whats mine .”
It was a whirlwind of activity after that, and Momo and Izuku were kept together for the next few hours, if only because he nearly bit off more fingers when people tried to separate her. While Momo’s parents found it incredibly endearing, if intense, Izuku’s father and grandparents were extremely concerned.
It was the last time Momo saw Izuku, with his father deciding it would be best for both six year olds if they were separated. Momo asked after Izuku often for the next year, and she was always answered truthfully- Izuku missed her, but they couldnt meet. But then she was pulled from school and began private studies, and so she no longer had the time to ask after Izuku. And over the next eleven, twelve years, she forgot all about the nerdy boy that had a odd tendency of calling her his.
Until she saw the same dark look in his eyes again.
And if he was willing to bite a mans finger off at six, for someone he was simply friends with, what would he do with his soulmates endangered instead?
Momo was afraid to find out.
Shoto wasnt sure what he expected when he fell through a portal.
Or rather, he wasnt sure he expected what happened after.
Actually scratch that. He expected villains.
He did not expect to basically be reduced to producing small glaciers, watching as an enraged Uraraka erased their gravity, then used them in meteors against villains.
Shoto had never felt so emotionally confused before.
Because on one hand, watching a admittedly tiny woman literally crush villains beneath his own quirk, was absolutely terrifying, and Shoto was fairly certain she was scaring him more than Endeavour ever had.
“FUCK YOU, YA FUCK’N WASTE O’ SPACE GUTTER BASTARD, GO TA HELL!”
And another villain crumpled as one of his glaciers crashed down atop of him, piercing into his skin as it shattered beneath its own weight.
On the other hand, Shoto mused to himself, he had never seen someone more interesting.
Uraraka spun on her heels, eyes blazing as she stared down another villain, who raised his hands in surrender. “Look man, i just wanted to get paid, i didnt sign up to fight someone whose a goddamn living meteor!” Uraraka’s eyes narrowed.
Shoto shot out his ice, encasing the remaining villains within, if only to keep Uraraka from obtaining an excessive force charge.
“The fuck ya do that for?!” Shoto blinked at Uraraka as she spun around on him. Something told him his reasoning wouldnt be appreciated.
“We cant figure out why they are here if you do… that to them all.”
Uraraka scowled, but nodded.
“Ochako, your terrifying, ” Shoto was glad he didnt visibly startle easily. He entirely forgot Hagakure was here.
“Their keeping me from finding Deku,” Uraraka snapped, crossing her arms, looking between Shoto and the villain who surrendered impatiently.
Ah.
Shoto walked over to the villain, ignoring how he shivered. Stupid quirk.
“What is your goal here?” He said simply. The villain faltered, but glancing back ar the glaring Uraraka, he paled. “We’re here to kill- kill All Might! They just hired us to rough up a bunch of first year college kids, thats it man!”
“How were you planning to kill All Might? ” Shoto agreed with the incredulity of Hagakure’s voice.
“They had some crazy weapon, i dunno! Some bio engineered monster, its insane! I just wanted the cash!”
Uraraka growled, walking over to the villain, placing a hand on the encased ice, wrenching tje villain from the ground, and sending him crashing into another frozen building.
“He was getting on my nerves.”
Shoto did not understand the emotions he was feeling right now.
He shivered again, wincing as his fingers turned numb. Uraraka noticed.
“Why arent ya using your fire?” She snapped at him, scowling towards him.
How did she- oh. Midoriya. ( Shoto pushed away vague memories of a small green haired boy. It didnt matter anymore. )
“I dont use his fire.”
Uraraka moved closer to him. Shoto glanced down at jis hand, scowling vaguely at his purple hand. Weak.
“ Use your fucking fire before you die of hypothermia,” She growled.
Shoto shook his head. “I made a vow, i dont u-“
A slap landed on his cheek, and a hand grabbed his shirt, dragging the taller boy down to face ber.
“Nobody is dying on mah fuck’n watch pretty boy, got it? Ya use your fire, keep your twink ass alive, then when we get the fuck outta here you go back to your college rebellion, got it? ”
Shoto blinked.
“Yes ma’am,” He said softly, throat choked up.
Fires erupted from his right, and Uraraka released him.
“Ochako-“
Uraraka glanced down at her wrist, her costume having torn due to a villains quirk, blinking as one of her flowers began to bloom, a bright blue flower (a scilla , supplied Shoto’s mind) blooming to the side of the pink lily.
Shoto touched his left pec, feeling a unfamiliar itchy feeling. He knew what laid there though.
Uraraka floundered, then jolted as her hand moved to the pink lily.
“Ill.. we’ll figure that out later,” Uraraka glanced at Shoto, at his fire. “When we get outta here, ‘n when he aint going through an angsty phase.”
Shoto nodded numbly, unsure how to react. “That.. would be best.” How was he supposed to react to a soulmate? One of his two romantic soulmates nonetheless?
“Ugh!! Your both so boring!”
Uraraka shook her head in exasperation. “We need to go, we need to make sure-“
Uraraka stopped short, breath catching with a startled gasp of pain. Her hand gripped her wrist and she went unsteady on her feet.
“Uraraka?”
Uraraka grit her teeth, and took off running as her eyes watered with tears.
“OCHAKO!”
Shoto and Hagakure took off running after the brunette, wincing as they watched her throw a piece of snow covered rubble and the glass dome shattered.
“Ochako! What are you do-“
Hagakure cut off as an explosion, not from Bakugou, rocked the earth, and Uraraka dropped to her knees with a shout.
Shoto looked with wide eyes towards the explosions source, a bright green blast that crackled with electricity. What?
Izuku felt-
Something.
Not anger, perhaps, confusion?
No- there was anger.
Towards who?
Probably Shigaraki.
And the universe.
And fate.
One of his stupid fucking soulmates (not that any of them were actually stupid but COME ON! ) was a villain?
Toga stumbled to her feet after Izuku’s outburst dropping the knife and rapidly shaking her head.
“Im not hurting him!” She shouted at Shigaraki, beginning to shake.
The bond was brand new, but by the sheer strength of the emotions, hers cut into Izuku.
Fear, panic, terror, anxiety- she thought he was going to reject her. She thought he was going to wither their bond.
Izuku groaned and pushed himself to his feet, looking at Toga.
She didnt want to be here.
Shigaraki growled, moving slightly closer. Izuku tensed as terror spiked through the bond.
“Just do what your fucking told you useless npc!”
Toga shook her head vehemently, beginning to cry. “No! No!”
She backed uo further stumbling. “You told me you wouldnt hurt my soulmates if i did what you said! Im not hurting him!”
Shigaraki yelled in anger, pulling at his hair.
“You useless bitch!”
Izuku’s eyes widened, then quickly narrowed. No. No soulmate of his was useless. Izuku glanced at Toga again, who was fighting back a hiccupping sob. She didnt want to be here. She was scared. She was in pain. She thought he would never care for a freak like her.
“Ill just fucking kill you myself, then kill all these stupid hero students!”
Shigaraki moved quickly, hand outstretched towards Toga-
He would not hurt what is his.
Izuku snarled, grabbing one of his knives and throwing it directly at Shigaraki, before taking his sword and darting behind the pale man in a blink.
Shigaraki shouted in pain as a knife hit him squarely in the shoulder, only to barely dodge the down swinging blow of Izuku’s sword.
“Stu-“
Izuku didnt bother to let Shigaraki finish, darting in with another assault with his sword. He grinned ferally as that hit landed, sinking into Shigaraki’s leg.
His grin didnt last long as Shigaraki gripped his sword, and it started falling away into dust. Izuku dropped it, unsure if the effect would spread, and swung out with a claw enforced punch.
His punch was stopped by a dark portal catching it, and instead Shigaraki darted forward, pressing a hand harshly into his abdomen. His costume quickly began to deteriorate, and a cold hand pressed into Izuku’s skin as he struggled to free himself from the portal, causing him to cry out in pain as he felt his body begin to rot. He felt sick, he felt wrong, it was like parts of him were going too fast and too slow, he could feel every cell wither away, screaming as it went-
And then just like that, the rot stopped, and Izuku was shoved to the floor.
“Your so cool, Eraser,” Shigaraki laughed out cruelly, stepping over Izuku.
Keeled over on his knees, Izuku clutched a shaking hand to his abdomen, grimacing as he felt a squelching wetness. His skin had been decayed away, and oh fuck did it hurt.
“Midoriya-!” Izuku leveled a tired glance upwards, where Tsuyu was escaping the water, moving towards him with a heavy lethargy in her very being, face still pale.
Izuku scowled, spitting out a small bit of blood. Hey like All Might! Wait no, spitting up blood is bad. He doesnt feel very good. Izuku looked down at himself, scowling further at the open wound seeping on his abdomen, and at how up to his elbows his costume was gone. Oh that wasnt good. Why wasnt it good again?
Cold hands pressed into his shoulder and Izuku nearly screamed before seeing it was Tsuyu. Where were her gloves? Izuku looked down, seeing her gloves pressed against the bottom of his wound- a second pair of hands were there?
Izuku looked up, blinking, seeing Toga crouching beside him, shaking and sobbing.
Izuku hissed as he felt a familiar feeling- one he felt far too often these days! - and he remembered why his too being gone was not good as a honeysuckle bloomed beside the similarly new losphopherum, down the vine from the pink lily he’d been hiding.
Izuku looked up at Tsuyu, panic and fear clear in his eyes, but Tsuyu just wobbly shook her head. “You had your reasons kero, ” Izuku saw her eyes flit over to the wilted flowers marring his already ruined skin, and the dirty fucking dead flower sitting on him, covered in dozens of raised scars. “We.. we will talk about it when we get out of hero, ok, kero ?“
Izuku’s heart sank, but he shakily nodded.
“Im sorry,” Toga whimpered out, pressing the gloves further against the wound. “Im sorry, im sorry, i dont want to be a freak- “
“No!” Izuku snapped out, dismayed. Damnit, damnit! Why couldnt he speak more?! Why couldnt he reassure her?!
“Ugh, im sick of this sappy shit.” Shigaraki drawled, looking around.
Izuku’s heart spiked, and he began to try and struggle to his feet, electricity beginning to crackle around his skin. No! He couldnt let them get harmed! He had to stop Kurogiri, and Shigaraki, and the monster thing and save his class!
“Midoriya! Tsu!” Izuku’s heart pounded as he heard someone else calling out to them, seeing Jirou and Yaoyorozu running towards the plaza.
“Nomu, dispatch of those two,” Kurogiri rumbled, motioning towards the pair.
No!
Izuku moved as fast as the Nomu did, darting from the worried pairs grasp, One for All empowering him the same way it did to allow him to walk on shattered limbs.
Izuku intercepted the punch flying towards his two friends, air being knocked from lungs as he felt the fist collapse into his chest.
No, no no no no no!
He had to stop it!
He couldn't let them get hurt!
Izuku gasped out for breath as he skidded to a halt, still clutching the fist halfway in his chest. His vision swam and blood splattered from his mouth. He heard a scream. He didnt know where from.
He blurrily saw the Nomu begin to move again, towards his people, and he felt somethinf change in himself.
He was fueled by terror, rage and desperation as he called further on his quirk, further upon the power swirling inside himself.
And then everything exploded, a loud, thundering crash, as black and green burst out from him.
Izuku’s vision sharpened, and with a sudden strength his dug his claws (not the ones in his gloves- those gloves were gone now, where did they go?) into the Nomu’s fist, and alongside his clawed grasp, writhing black tendrils wrapped around the Nomu’s arm, and Izuku pulled , and he grinned with the grin of a madman as he tore the Nomu’s arm from its torso.
Stumbling back, he felt his bones somewhat rearrange in his chest, and he threw the dismembered limb away from himself.
Everything felt sharper, and glancing down he saw sparkling green scales covering his upper torso, and all the way down his arms where they formed into sharp claws. A quick glance behind him proved he had wide wings splayed out behind him, and a spines/finned tail lashing behind him.
Well this is new
Izuku snapped his gaze back to the nomu, electricty crackling around him and the black tendrils writhing around him.
He growled as he watched the nomu regenerate his arm, a growl far closer to one of a wild beast than anything else.
It could regenerate huh?
Izuku tilted his head, smoke seeping from his mouth and electricity crackling worse as he smiled.
He would just have to reduce it to a state it couldnt regenerate from.
“What the fuck just happened?” Kyoka shook her head, blinking the dizziness away.
Momo stood stock still, staring ahead with wide eyes, despite the blood leaking down her face from hitting the ground too hard.
Kyoka followed her gaze, gaping at the sight in front of them.
It was Midoriya all right, but he was very very visibly different.
For one;
He was apparently half dragon now.
For another, he seemed to now share some similarities with Denki, the way he was shooting out lightning. And also some kind of.. tentacle? The fuck?
Midoriya let out a loud roar, and punched into the Nomu, his scaled fist sinking into its chest. The nomu convulsed violent as lightning ravaged it from the inside, but after a few seconds it swatted Midoriya away into the air.
A white and pink blur shot past Kyoka and Momo, slamming into Midoriya and revealing itself to be Ochako.
Midoriya had already righted himself through the use of shaky wings, but Ochako activated her quirk on him and he turned into a blur. It became impossible to track his movements as he wrecked the nomu repeatedly, to the point it could barely regenerate in time.
“They have air support now?! ” Shrieked the pale haired man standing in the plaza. “Kurogiri! Get rid of him!”
As the mistman that separated them began to move, a second huge blast sounded out, and Katsuki crashed into Kurogiri, pinning him to the ground.
“DONT FUCKING TOUCH MY DEKU!”
Katsuki slammed an explosion into Kurogiri’s neck, and grinned ferally towards the palehaired leader.
“AUGHHH!! NO NO NO! THIS ISNT HOW THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO GO! YOUR CHEATERS! HACKS YOUR HACKING!”
Kyoka couldnt help scoffing, was that guy serious?
A second loud roar sounded out from Midoriya, and the Nomu was tossed away from Ochako by the odd tendrils, and Midoriya slammed into it foot first, crushing its beak.
Jesus fucking christ.
Kyoka glanced over at Momo, who was watching everything with a pale face. No wonder she was so insistent on finding Midoriya.
Kyoka had to shield her eyes, as the light coming from Midoriya got so bright it hurt, and the scent of burning flesh filled the air. The light dissipated, and with a single flap of his wings, Midoriya jumped into the air revealing the sizzling remains of the nomu below as he turned to the pale man with a rumbling growl that sent shivers down the punks spine.
“So much for a biologically engineered superweapon to kill All Might,” Todoroki mused, startling the ever loving shit out of both girls.
“Shigaraki, it may be in our best interest to go-”
A portal opened beneath Katsuki, almost bringing him down into it alongside the mistman, but Tsuyu acted quickly, her tongue darting out to grab him out of the portals way.
Midoriya let out a snarl that definitely did not scare any of his classmates, and his eyes narrowed in on Shigaraki, who continued to throw a tantrum, ignoring his companions' words.
Momo’s eyes widened even further, and she took a small step forward. Midoriya was unfortunately still under the effect of Ochako’s quirk, and so he darted forward as a blur, crashing into Shigaraki. Everyone winced as they heard claws sink into flesh.
“Dont fuck with whats MINE,” And if that wasnt both absolutely endearing and terrifying at the same time.
Izuku poised his claws over Shigaraki’s chest as he spoke, his other hand stabbing through the villains wrist.
“Izuku! ”
Momo sounded absolutely terrified as she shouted the greenettes name, and Izuku stopped, swinging his head around to look at her, his eyes entirely lacking the same dark look he’d been carrying since Kurogiri split everyone up.
The door burst open revealing a not-smiling All Might, alongside various other teachers.
The momentary hesitation was enough for Kurogiri to steal Shigaraki from Midoriya’s grasp, eliciting a enraged snarl from the apparent dragon-boy.
Then he froze, glancing between the assorted teachers and the unknown blonde girl curled up beside Tsuyu sobbing.
Midoriya stumbled to his feet, a hand movinf towards his abdomen where red was slowly spreading over the green scales, and moved over towards the blonde girl, wings twitching.
He barely made it over before beginning to wheeze out blood.
“Fuck! Fucking- Deku let go of your fucking quirk!”
Bakugou got up quickly, grabbing Midoriya by the shoulder tightly.
Midoriya’s eyes were wide as he looked between Bakugou, himself and the blonde.
“K-kacchan, c-cant- they’ll see- i-“ He spat up more blood and let out a small growl. “I need to protect, I cant, Kacchan, Kacchan they’ll know, and they’ll take away mine- I cant let them-” Bakugou let out a growl of his own, his eyes wide and frantic, and he spun around, looking around frantically, before his gaze settled on Kyoka. “Oi- Ears! GIve me your fucking jacket!”
Kyoka blinked like he was insane.
“O-oh! Kyoka, do it- you- you’ll understand later i swear!”
Well if Momo was onboard.
Kyoka shed her jacket, and tossed it to the blonde boy, who shoved it around Midoriya’s shoulders, laying atop his slumped wings awkwardly. (Kyoka absolutely was not miffed at the fact despite their similar height, her jacket looked stupidly small on him.)
Midoriya blinked at the jacket, and the tenseness in his shoulders loosened a little, and the scales receded, along with- well, all of the draconic features he gained. Although his eyes continued to gleam a bright green unlike before.
Her jacket was readjusted to cover his shoulders, biceps and top, but it was too short to conceal his abdomen.
Which not only revealed a large number of scars on him, but also a absolutely awful wound continuing to seep blood.
Bakugou’s sharp inhale at the sight of it was mimicked by the rest of the gathered students.
“Mine, protect, cant-” Bakugou forced Midoriya down beside the blond, leveling her with a harsh glare. “Who the fuck are you?”
The blond raised her head, eyes red and puffy, and seemed to speak but just let out a small whimper. “One of Midoriya’s soulmates- and mine.. Apparently,” Tsuyu offered tiredly, but her voice still protective. “She doesnt want to be here. She’s been forced.”
Bakugou let out a tired huff. “Fuckin’ figures.”
A small groan brought Kyoka’s attention away, and she glanced over to see Momo crouched beside Ochako, who looked seasick. Oh- using her quirk on Midoriya for so long probably sucked ass for her. Todoroki and Toru lingered close by, unsure what to do clearly.
A heavy thud brought everyones attention to All Might, who landed beside them with a dark expression.
Midoriya snarled, letting it trail off as he looked up at All Might dazed. “...Mine safe?” He murmured quietly, glancing between All Might and the forced villian girl in dismay. Bakugou adjusted himself to crouch between Midoriya and the blonde, and All Might, punching him lightly on the shoulder. “Yeah fucking dipshit, your people are fucking safe now. Fucking chill.” He paused, scowling. “I wont let anyone fuck with your blond.”
Midoriya relaxed at that, letting out a small hum.
“Kacchan called me his. ”
Oh, Kyoka would fucking relish the sight of Bakugou blushing that fucking hard forever.
Unfortunately that sight was ruined by Midoriya wheezing out some more blood and slumping over unconscious.
That probably wasnt good.
Luckily he was caught- oh!
Kyoka glanced over to where Momo crouched, similarly bewildered. Ochako had managed to catch Midoriya before literally anyone else. The brunette held a similarly confused expression, but hugged Midoriya closer to her chest and glowered at Bakugou.
Then she glanced to her wrist, then to the two girls she had pretty much knocked over to reach Midoriya and cursed.
“Can today fuck’n give me a goddamn’d break already?!”
Yeah, Kyoka could understand that.
Oh well that was another sight to commit to heart. All Might looking entirely lost. Hilarious. (Can he do something already?!)
