New Arisen Dabi x reader

Thanks for caring!

Note to self: Make sure the story is actually moving FORWARD. A little backward, or stopped completely is fine, for like ONE CHAPTER but otherwise the story tends to get boring...

There was a loud buzzing in your ears. Your eyes were closed shut, that was until you opened them slightly. You found yourself laying on the ground, Broccoli Boy's arm was wrapped around you. Broccoli Boy had his eyes closed to, and he also looked as if he was having a very bad dream. Your mind was a little fuzzy and blurry, so you couldn't remember exactly what happened or what was exactly going on in the moment. You finally were able to hear something other then the buzzing in your ears. It was muffled but you knew someone had to be taking. At the time you couldn't seem to move your head, or even get any of your body parts to move, it was like you were stiff as can possibly be. You were paralyzed. You barely even could open your eyes wide enough to see much of anything at all. Beyond that, you also could hardly see a thing though out your messy vision. You did smell smoke though, but that didn't sound like a good thing. You sighed. So you did the one thing you could do, that is if you do it. What you wanted to do is use your quirk, you weren't sure if that was possible tho. First was to concrete, this was very difficult to do since there was a dumb buzzing in your ears. You at least had to try though. You closed your eye lids again, contrasting harder this time. All you got out of this was a huge headache. Which didn't help the situation one bit. The voices you heard earlier were now growing louder then before, but you still couldn't understand them. You just laid there still as one can be in the dirt. You couldn't be sure, but you were pretty sure you were covered in it, it was hard to felt anything or even think with the loud buzzing in your ears. The buzzing quieted down a little finally, still you couldn't understand what the hell the other people around you were taking about, and why the hell haven't they helped you yet. You had a stupidest headache and a buzzing in your ears, plus you could hardly see anything with all the blur in font of your vision. All the sudden a hand was placed under you, the hand was between the dusty ground and your back. You were being lifted up off the ground! With your neck not being strong enough, your head lilted backwards all the back, which really hurt. Thanks for caring! You said in your mind. You grunted as the person held you to their chest and held you like a princess. Your head laid against their arm. That annoying buzzing noise had shut up enough so that you could hear again, at least a little. "We should take them back to base." Said one of them. It wasn't the person holding you, the noise was to far away to be them. "What about her?" A another voice questioned. Then added, "And where's Toga? She should be here!" Toga..? Is the league of villains here? You flung your eye lids open to see Kurogiri. Kurogiri was looking around, spinning and turning his head to see if he was able to find Toga anywhere in sight. You tryed to see if she was in seeing rage too, but you were unsuccessful. "She'll come back, Kurogiri..." You glanced over at Shigaraki. Yes, he was here to. Shigaraki was itching his neck, one place to the next. The ground that you were being held over was completely destroyed. You could see trees that fell over or even had exploded during the time Angry Lemon was here. It didn't look to pretty. "What about him then?" Asked Kurogiri. You were going to shift your head to see what Kurogiri was seeing, but why do that if you have a quirk to do that for you? You were able to use your quirk again, and you also found what Kurogiri was looking at. Broccoli Boy was still on the ground of course. No one had moved him. Broccoli Boy didn't move or say anything either. He appeared to be helpless and weak. "Actually, I have a part for him to play with the league of villains." Shigaraki said to him. "We'll take him to." You wanted to say something to this, like ask "Why the heck would you do that?" Or "Can I go to bed?" But either of those questions seemed like good questions bother to ask. You took this time to look up at the person who was carrying you. It was some weird guy. Weirder then Dabi and Shigaraki. They were wearing a black and white mask, the black on the mask seemed to make some sort of face to it. "Oh, your awake!" He kinda shouted, which stung your ears. You just heard a huge explosion for crying out loud! "I'm Mr. Compress." He said in a nice charming voice. What kind of name is Mr. Compress? You asked yourself. After introducing himself he dropped you onto the dirt. "Ah! Hey!" You quickly shouted at Mr. Compress. He just shrugged his shoulders and stepped over you. He went over Shigaraki. "Ok now, what do we do with her?" Asked Mr. Compress. No one said anything for some time. You say up and stared at the three of them, they all seemed dazed and confused. Kurogiri was here, Shigaraki was here, even weird Mr. Compress was here, but no Dabi. He disappeared from were he originally was. Angry Lemon was gone to. "Where's Dabi?" You questioned the three men. All three of them looked at each other like idiots. "He was here?" Mr. Compress was probably most confused, and the most stupid one out of the villains here. Twice was nowhere either. How couldn't they wonder where their team mates are? "Yes, he walked me home." You answered him. Shigaraki shook his head. "We haven't seen him." Which meant Angry Lemon and Dabi were somewhere diffrent. Crap... Where did he go off to now? You thought. You searched your mind for answers, then a wonderful idea came into your head. Why not just use your damn quirk? If Dabi was to far away though your quirk wouldn't be able to work. And since you were so tiered it was going to become even harder for you to use it if he was far off. You contracted, breathing in and out. You had dying hope inside you to try and find Dabi. Hopefully he wasn't to badly hurt. Tho, it was a very big explosion. Deep down inside, you knew this was partly your fault.