--BLUE HAIRED IDIOT-- Bakugo Katsuki love story

Chapter Twenty✔️

***Trigger warning: There will be mentions of death and gore***

"Don't lay another fucking hand on him, or so help me god, I will kill every single one of you."

His voice was not his. It didn't even sound like him. Seeing his love beaten and bruised right in front of him felt like someone was going to press the trigger on the gun.

Bakugo flinched at the voice, but took the opportunity to pull himself out of Dabi's grasp, although it was tough because he had the heavy anti-quirk handcuffs which limited his movements, and because we was becoming weak from the little food he was given and lack of being able to exercise. He had never seen this side of Mac before. He got a taste of it the first time he came over to his apartment, but not full on like what he knew he was about to see. He doesn't know what'll happen, but from his eyes flashing to his glowing yellow, he knew all hell would let loose.

"You? Kill us? Don't make me laugh." The raspy voice of a blue haired man with a hand on his face. He had seen this man on Television before. Shigiraki(Shigaraki? idk) Tomura had pulled the trigger.

Macs skin felt like it was about to rip into pieces. The stored up enegry that he's been keeping in him for a long time has finally surfaced. He grew a foot in size, his horns adding another 6 inches. His ears became almost animal like as they were becoming more sensitive to sound.The fangs in his mouth sharpened, almost cutting the inside of his lips, leaving him snarling. His tail grew thicker and the tuft of hair at the end grew two spikes on each side, making a deadly weapon.He heard his clothes ripping from the amount growing he did in a split second, the cold air making his hot skin almost steam.

"What the fuck did you just say?" His voice dropped an octive, getting raspy as it was almost a growl, but calm in a way that Shigiraki didn't take a hint. He took a few steps toward the League of villians leader, his fists clenching with so much force, his nails cut into his palms.

"You must be dense. I said-" hand face didn't get to finish before the sickening sound of a fist hitting his jaw, making it crack. The force knocked him over, but it wasn't like he was strong enough to withstand it either. The hand of his "father" flew off thumping against the ground. The villains in the room all went quiet, watching their leader whither on the ground. One of the newer members thought back to the time where they infiltrated the USJ, when their leader was shot in all for limbs. He thought it was the funniest thing seeing his leader in pain once again. A snort left the dudes mouth on accident.

With a twitch of Mac's ear, hearing the snort, his head snapped in the direction it came from. They made eye contact with each other. The young league member saw his life flash before his eyes in the one second it took for Mac to appear right in front of him of him. He didnt feel anything as his head was twisted in a way that killed him. Mac was not pleased with that though. He wanted every single one of them to feel pain as he killed them all, not at all peaceful(well as peaceful as having your neck snapped).

Watching the death of a fellow member, some of the others grew some balls and charged towards Mac with their quirks at the ready. Mac could feel the energy building up within him again as they members got closer. He absorbed their quirks, almost like he erased them from existance. He couldn't use their quirks, no. But he can use the energy they require to build to his own strength. This made him a very dangerous person to use your quirk around in a situation like this.

The memebrs that had their quirks absorbed collapsed on the ground in fatigued. Mac took the energy away from them, basically sucking the life from their bodies. They are gasping for air, slowly suffocating from what felt like a ton of bricks pushing down in their bodies. Their bones cracked as they were flattened to the ground. Their eyes were popping out of their heads from the pressure, and their noses and mouths began to ooze blood. The aftermath caused them to be crushed, leaving them dead.

Mac looked around unphased at what he just did."Who's next?"

At some point in this whole fiasco, Dabi, Shigiraki, a blonde girl, lizard dude and the warp man had vanished, leaving about five other members. They were new memebrs like the comrads they had witnessed be killed. They were silent, not moving to finish the fight.

"No one? Good. Now scram." They scrabbled around as quick as they could, and fled the room. Once that was settled, he turned to his Bakugo.

But he didn't like the expression on the blondes face.

He looked at Mac with such a fearful expression. Tears were in his eyes, making them red and puffy. He had backed himself into the corner, crouched in a position to where he could get up and run if he needed to, though he wouldn't get very far with the weight of the handcuffs on him. He had never seen this side of Mac. And he didn't want to see it ever again. They guy just killed people and didn't even bat an eye lid. how was he okay from that? because Bakugo sure wasn't.

Mac's eyes widdened, taking a step towards Bakugo."Are you okay-" The Blonde flinched away from him as Mac reached out to stroke his hair. he pulled his hand back looking down at it.

This wasn't him.

He stood in place and looked around, spotting himself in a mirror. the person he saw looking back at him was a monster.

That wasn't him.

He had built up every emotion and energy over the years, that in a snap of a finger, it would come out. He has injured many before this, but never had he killed people. He regretted it. Not so much because they hurt his Bakugo, but he still regretted it.

It wasn't him.

It wasn't Ito Macca at all