89-sewer

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To say they were nervous was an understatement. They were fucking terrified. This wasn't their first time fighting the league, but things had gone bad enough to make Shinsou think Kami was dead. The possibilities were endless and all rather pessimistic.

Currently, they were traveling in the hot and damp environment of an underground sewer system. The messy, gross and dark place didn't help with how little time they had to complete the mission- not to mention how the map looked like a puzzle when they studied it just a few hours ago. Even with the few students that were currently there with the pros, it was still very nerve wracking to be there.

Kami and Shinsou walked by each other's side holding hands. No one was talking and there wasn't any reason to either. Behind them, Bakugo and Yaomomo walked side by side, silently concentrating on every little sound intruding their mind. They had Hawks and Dabi on the outside in case of any strange behavior. They were with the students Mic and Eraser were monitoring, bit further back Midnight, Mirko and Jirou.

They had only brought people who were necessary for the rescue, quirks adapted for such situations were needed. And while Kami and Bakugo weren't proper enough, they were instructed to come since they were aware of the situation and knew how to fight well without their quirks.

They all stopped coming to an intersection, Mirko and Jirou using their quirks to detect any noise. They started to walk left, voices getting clearer as the sound of footsteps grew louder. It was nerve wracking. And the fact that it sounded like people, multiple people, was much worse. Shinsou let go of Kaminari's hand, they couldn't risk it getting in the way, even if both of them didn't want to let go,

"Get this fucking Omega in line! We don't need another damn interruption," a deep voice was heard as an echo through the sewers followed by a small yelp and a whimper. They all stopped. Trying to move more silently than ever before. At least now they knew that they weren't lying and there were real people in real danger. Ahead of them small light started to appear, getting louder and brighter as they kept going,

"Shit... They can escape through either side, there's an intersection right up front," Mirko whispered, hopping forwards and trying to look around the corner. Her eyes widened, quickly leaning back against the wall, holding her breath. She signaled to stop, looking around the corner again,

"Come out little bunny, we won't hurt you," The voice echoed again, almost singing as if to mock her. Bakugo noticed the small part of her hair sticking out, immediately running for it and as he came into the intersection and shouting to the others,

"Get fucking down! Now!" An explosion following instantly. A loud sigh was heard from Aizawa, scanning the aftermath. Most of the Omegas were crouched down, they were thin, scared and shaking surrounded by a pile of four unmoving men,

"How'd you get that precision?" Kami asked, starting to count heads. Bakugo smirked, reaching to make sure they were really unconscious- and even if they weren't Midnight could help with that,

"Practice makes perfect dunce-face," He chided, standing up again. A pit forming in his stomach as he saw the looks on everyone's faces,

"There's only 7..." Hitoshi mentioned as both Momo and Jirou reached forward to help the small, fragile Omegas. They looked scared and confused but as soon as they smelled Momos pheromones they calmed down. The ideal thing was to bring them out right now, however, they could only do that if they found the others,

"Sensei, we're missing 5, what do we do?" Kami asked as he turned back around, they all kept silent until Mirko spoke up,

"They went in different directions, Hawks is at the entrance which means that if they tried to go out the way they came in he'll catch them,"

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