YAMITORA (K. Bakugo x reader)

Hell Hounds

(Y/N) POV:

The beasts from hell swarmed me as if they were bees craving pollen from the last flower on a field.

Less than  a second passed before i transfomed my sword into two slightly weaker - but still powerfull enough to kill with ease - crimson long swords.

The first swarm of demons approached quickly, only just giving me enough time to begin swinging my swords either side of me , almost in circular motions before they were able to make any contact.

Over a hundred imps and demons were killed before even a minuet had passed, draning my exitement at the thought of the fight being over this easily.

There were still monsters and demons hurtling towards me from all directions but still far enough away to give me just enough time to transform my swords back into the origional trident they were created from.

As another wave of creatures was about to attack me, i create a hole below my feet in the fire floor holding me up, allowing me to drop onto the earth below and land smoothly on both feet.

I threw my trident above me as high as i could and began controlling it without having to touch it. I raise both hands up in the air before swiftly swinging them in opposite directions, causing my weapon to turn into trillions of molecules and spread from one side of the enclosed area to the other.

Moments later, with a simple flick of the wrists, i solidify the particles right below where the monsteres still remained, creating a bariier between them and the ground.

The barrier beggins closing around them, locking them all in place and enabling them to move.

The sphere i had created around them started rapidly falling down to where i stood but was almost instantly stopped when I shoot a simple blast of fire towards it, causing it to practically explode and kill every once living creature inside of it in an instant

"Right! So do you want to stop playing your shitty games now and fight me like the 'big bad devil' you are or are you too scared because you know you dont stand a chance against your own creation?!" I yell as i fly upwards to grab my fixed trident and stand right infront of where my 'father' sat

"There is nothing i want more than to fight you right now, daughter. But you seem to be forgetting one thing" He smugly crosses one leg over the other as he sits back on his throne with a smirk on his face

"And what would that be?" I mirror his actions by crossing my arms over my chest, keeping a firm grip on my wepon in my right hand

"Your friends. Or should i more importantly say, Bakugo?" He moves his hand slightly, creating an opening in the trees below us to reveal Katsuki layed on the ground unconscious and heavily bleeding

Everything from the horns on my head to the tail on my back dissapered and turned back to their original cat like features as i dropped my weapon and flew down to where Katsuki was layed, still gripping his stomach from the wound he had received earlier.

My hair returned back to normal and my eyes slowly lost the fire within them as i ran my fingers through his blood soaked hair before putting my index and middle finger on his neck to feel his slow but still beating pulse.

"Thank fuck your still alive" I whisper to him, knowing he wont hear me

His hand slowly raised to rest on mine which was placed on his cheek. His grip was weak at fist but quickly got tighter untill the point where it felt as if he was braking every bone in my hand

"Katsuki?!" I shout as the pain began to get unbareable

His eyes shot open, glowing red and almost fully dialated. I could see the hatred and anger in them, but it wasnt his usual self. Its not him at all.

"WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM?!" I yell up at my 'father'

"Nothing but simple mind controll, dear" He laughs

Katsuki stands up and wraps his free hand tightly around my neck, hardly giving me any ability to breathe.

He lifts me off my feet and hold me above him in the air, still keeping his tight grip on my neck.

I clutch onto his wrists at an attempt of prying his hands off me but failing misserably when i couldnt bring myself to inflict pain upon him

"Come on now, Yamitora. You know that your going to have to fight in order to make it out alive!" Lucifer shouts down from his throne

The anger from being called the name that was only good for evil gave me a new level of strength. I was able to stop struggling and get a firm grip on Katsuki, flinging him away from me and getting into a fighting stance a few feet away from where he fell.

He got back up and ran straight at me with his fist bawled and ready to hit me without mercy. I grab his fist before he was able to hit me, then throwing him onto the ground next to me without any concern for the pain it would inflict on him.

I start running in the opposite direction from him, knowing that i wouldnt be able to defend my self much longer as my feelings would get the better of me.

I could hear him get back up and start prepelling himself towards me with his explosions but i continued running untill i was stopped by the giant wall infront of me

Katsuki had already made his way to me and was firing attacks left right and center, all in attempts to harm me.

There was no way that i would be able to stop him in the state that i am currently in so i simply stood there and watched my closest friend be controlled and made to attack me.

Right as i was preparing to face my death, we were both lifted and transported to where my father was sat, forced to stand infront of him.

Katsuki was held back by a wall Lucifer had created around him to stop him from being able to attack me, while i was just stood with tears brimming in my eyes and marks all over my body and face l from Katsukis explosions.

"Such a fighter you are!" Lucifer sarcasticly starts "What happened to 'im never going to let my feelings get in my way, i dont need emotional attachments to anyone'? You cant even defend yourself when you are being attacked because of feelings! YOU'RE WEAK!"

"DONT YOU DARE CALL ME WEAK! YOU ARE THE ONE TOO AFRAID TO MAKE ANY CONNECTIONS TO ANYONE! YOU CANT EVEN FORM EMOTIONS, LET ALONE FEEL THEM! SO WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE CALLING ME WEAK!" My eyes started to glow a slight red desbite the fact i was still in my neko form

"Well, seen as your so strong then, how about you prove it" He starts to lift the barrier from around Katsuki

"Wait-WHAT?!"

The moment the barrier was gone and my time to think of a plan was out of the windown, Katsuki hurtled towards me with sparks flying from his hands which were leading to one huge explosion he had been preparing for.

I jump out of the way before he is able to get to me and push him onto the ground, wrapping him in ropes of fire that i didnt know i was able to create without being in my second form

The new ability gave me a slight rush of adrenaline and exitement

"Well then, seems like you have gained more controll over yourself. Im proud...Too bad im still stronger than you!"

I watch as Katsuki easily brakes from his confimens and gets back up looking more pissed off than before.

He begins propelling himself off the ground with his explosions and starts flying right at me.

I run in the opposite direction as fast as i possibly could, still unable to dodge all of his attacks.

He fires one particularly strong blast at my back, causing me to fall straight on my face. I roll onto my back and start kicking my way away from him but he was hovering over me with a sadistic expression.

He grabs me by my throat for the second time and lifts me over the edge of the make shift ground we stood on

"Katsuki! Please! Its me!" I plead.

There was a slight change in his expression, as if the real him was still in there and trying to fight against the power my 'father' held over him, but it didnt last long. The evil look returned and his grip on me only tightened

"Your going to have to try harder than that, Ya-mi-to-ra!" He mocks

Something inside of me snapped again for the second time again today. The anger, the hatred, the resentment, the...everything! It all just took over so quickly

3RD PERSON POV:

(Y/N) was powerfull, almost godlike at times. But this didnt nearly compare to her usual strength. Everything that she had been bottling up over all of the years had finally been released, spilling over her every emotion and every thought. Turning her into a killing machine out for blood, revenge, angush but most of all, out to watch her father suffer. To watch him cry out in pain and beg for her to stop as he pays for everything he has done.

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