Lost Cause// A Vigilante Midoriya AU

Reluctant Recovery

Dabi will happily deny that he woke up in a panic.

Granted, that was basically a knee jerk reaction at this point. Hospitals and he didn’t have a very… stable relationship. Who would when the last time you were at one was indirectly because of the worst human being alive? Okay, that might be a stretch, but he was still ONE of the worst. All things considered, he wasn’t as panicked as he normally would have been. The hospital visits to his mom must have been helping.

...oh God, his mom was gonna kill him.

He’d have to write his will, later. Why was he here again? Something about Duo… oh, right . After the stunt he had pulled, Dabi was lucky he didn’t end up in a grave. Seriously, what the hell was he thinking!? He probably scared the Pros shitless when he arrived at the police station (it would have been even better if Endeavor was there, but beggars can’t be choosers). But then again, the Pros and the police looked like they were twiddling their thumbs instead of doing anything.

Maybe it was a good thing he was a little roughed up at the time.

All he could remember from his bouts of consciousness was that Izuku was still alive (albeit barely) and that All Might had managed to defeat the big bad that Izuku had fought. If that was the case, then where was Izuku. Last he saw, the kid looked like he had taken a major beating. There had been bruises and bleeding all over him… hopefully he was getting treated in the hospital. ...but then…

...that would mean...

He feels… well, nothing really.

It's not that he can't feel. It's that whatever he's feeling right now is so extreme that he can't seem to process his other emotions, or anything else, really. He's pretty sure what he should be feeling is pain, but it's just… numb . Ironically, it's a weird feeling to have. Now he just has to figure out why he's feeling this way. Maybe getting a look around the room will help- oh, nonono, bad idea. It’s too bright, and he’s definitely feeling the pain that just surged in his neck.

...maybe if he tries opening his eyes slowly.

Ow, okay, it’s still bright, but… he can see the room better. The walls are all white… he’s in some sort of bed… there’s a heart monitor. Nothing out of the ordinary for hi- waitheartmonitor!? He quickly snaps his head to the side, hissing at the surge of pain the action generates. Yup, there’s a heart monitor, alright. There’s also an IV drip. That’s not good , he thinks to himself; how far did he go to land himself in the hospital?

Aaaaaaand his memory hurts, too. Good to know.

The creak of the door catches his attention. He slowly turns his head to avoid a pain shock, getting a glimpse of the small old woman. He doesn’t miss her visor, or the fact that her cane is shaped like a syringe. Recovery Girl , his mind whispers, before being hit by another killer headache. He’s gonna let himself have it when he remembers what the hell he did. Recovery Girl turned to face the boy, both of their expressions unreadable.

“...long time no see, Shizento Namonazaki.”

He didn’t have the energy to appear surprised, and even if he did, he had a feeling several Pros had already known about his identity. After Midnight figured him out, it was only a matter of time. Hopefully Endeavor hadn’t caught on yet. Oh wait, Recovery Girl was talking to him. She wants him to respond, don’t say something stupid-! “Eh?” ...well there goes THAT idea , he chides himself. Recovery Girl blinks at his response, before pinching the bridge of her nose.

“I asked if you were feeling alright, sonny?” she repeats, both annoyance and concern apparent.

He stares at Recovery Girl for a good five seconds, before answering, “...I am literally the worst person you should be asking that.” Nailed it! Recovery Girl just… pauses for a moment, and then she just sighs. Well, it’s a mix between a sigh and a groan, and it also has a significant level of Eraserhead’s Done With Everything energy. She hobbled closer to him with her cane, muttering something along the lines of “...maniac vigilantes…” To be honest, he wouldn’t put it past her.