Shattered Dimensions {MLP, WOF, TFP, & MHA Crossover.}

Chapter Seven

Two years have passed and everyone seemed to grasp hold of their new life.

The Autobot's have had it rough with the loss of their leader and the becoming of humans, but seem fine all in all.

Class 1-A had graduated though with only minimal training. Some of the students had joined the police force while others fulfilled their dreams of becoming heroes, though most had to do their heroin under the radar.

The dragonets of destiny had gone back to school for the time being to get an education for the jobs that were available when they come of age to work.

Nightmare Moon, Scarlet, the Decepticons, and the League of Villains had disappeared without a trace. Most of the groups thought they were dead or imprisoned.

"I'm going to lose my mind." growled Bakugou as he filed out a crime report.

"If you think you had a mind, to begin with, I think you should recheck that." said Kaminari dimly as he flipped a bottle of water on his desk out of boredom.

"Shut up." scoffed Bakugou as he put the papers in a file and stood.

"Bakugou," called Midoriya as he walked down the hall from the chief's office, "There's been an accident."

Bakugou's head shot up at the words coming out of Midoriya's mouth, a blank dark look on his face.

"Your father was involved-" Midoriya said slowly watching Bakugou's expression harden.

"Those damn mafia and gangs," he growled slamming the file on his desk.

Momo looked up from her spot at the receptionist desk and frowned, "Bakugou, is that really necessary?" she asked as she stood walking towards the desk as she picked up the file.

Bakugou rolled his eyes as he turned to Midoriya, "Where is my father now?" he asked dryly.

"Hospital." was all Midoriya said as Bakugou grabbed his uniform jacket and rushed out the door into the crisp air.

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Bakugou stopped at the receptionist's desk looking down at the purple-black-haired woman as she looked up at him.

"Can I help you?" she asked, twirling her phonejack that hung on her earlobes with her finger.

"I'm here to see my father," he said, refraining his growl.

"He's in room 202." started the woman as Bakugou ran down the hall without a second thought.

As Bakugou rushed down the hall he slowed his pace as he glanced into a room where he saw a young woman with her head on the bedside of an older woman hooked to multiple machines.

He frowned when he saw the girl crying, he knew there had been an attack with one of the gang leaders but he thought the case went cold when the older woman was released.

So why is she here? Was it another attack?

Bakugou sighed as he stepped into the room knocking on the open door.

The purple-haired girl jumped looking up at the officer as she wiped her tears away.

"Officer, I didn't know you would be here.." she said softly.

"What happened here?" he asked, taking his police cap off. "Why are you two here?"

"Nightmare Moon attacked us," she said, looking up at Bakugou.

"Did you report the attack?" asked Bakugou crossing his arms as he tapped his foot on the ground.

"N-no.." said the girl, looking down shamefully, "I didn't even think of that.."

Bakugou softened his gaze, this girl reminded him of his younger sister. "It's alright," he sighed, "I'll send someone to make sure you're alright. What's your name?"

"Twilight." she said stunned, "And thank you." Bakugou nodded, writing something down on his notepad.

"Alright, Twilight. Call this number if you ever need anything." he said ripping the paper off the notepad and handed it to her before walking down the hall.

"I'm becoming weak," he muttered, shoving his his hands in his pockets.

Bakugou walked down the hall to the room his father was in. Walking in his mother stood from her chair and hugged him.

"Mother?" he questioned, gripping her shoulders so he could see her.

"H-he's in a coma-" she choked back a sob, looking up at her son with a tear stained face.

Bakugou looked at his father's still form and sighed, looking down at the ground.

"It'll be alright, mom," he said softly, letting go of his mother's shoulder as she sat down in the chair again.

"Where's my sister, does she know?" asked Bakugou running a hand through his hair.

"No, she doesn't. She's still at school.." muttered Mitsuki, pulling at a thread in the sleeve of her shirt.

"If you need I can take her to my place after school and watch her," offered Bakugou, quietly.

"That would be appreciated," replied Mitsuki, "Keep her safe, and away from crime."

Bakugou rolled his eyes at his mother's distrust, "I wouldn't plan on dragging her into any crime scenes, I promise."

"Good," sighed Mitsuki, rubbing her face tiredly, "I don't need to worry about the both of you."

Bakugou nodded walking out of the room and down the hall.