FEM DEKU X BAKUGO (universe clash)

Chapter 7

Authors note:

*cough* soo, its been like a year since my last update. Upsi. Uhm well, I havent decided what I'm going to do with the story. Like if I'm going to continue it or not. However, I will post what I wrote like a year ago, and then maybe I'll get some motivation to continue it. So enjoy?

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As soon as I got out of the tiny hamsters office, Midoriya crossed my mind. I also couldn't help but feel like any feeling of safety was gone. It was only a matter of time before I hurt someone or someone hurt me, I knew that I had to figure out what the hell had happened. I couldn't continue acting like I didn't have major issues going on. Walking around the school, I always felt watched. It made the hairs on my back rise. I had to consider leaving the school, but would I be allowed to just leave?

I reached the familiar nurses office but, to my surprise, didn't see any green haired boy. My eyes travelled the room as they landed on the small woman I had discovered to be called 'recovery girl'. Girl. Recovery... Girl. Maybe the word has a different meaning here.

«I assume you're looking for Midoriya» The girl spoke.

«Yeah, you know where he is?» I responded.

«He was out like a light. But don't worry, this was probably the fight where he got the least injuries. That stupid boy always gets himself hurt. They moved him to his room to get him some rest, so it's better to let him sleep» The girl-... fuck, I think I just have to continue using the terms of my own universe, -the old hag spoke.

«Now that you're here. Mind if I do a check up?» I nodded and sat down on the bed, letting my legs sway back and fourth. I looked around the room as the old lady grabbed a few instruments from her table, I stood up and walked a few steps towards her, looking at all her stuff. It was so much stuff and my eyes were intrigued.

«Take off your shirt and lay down please» The old hag kindly asked as she harshly pushed me down onto the bed.

«Since you asked so nicely» I mumbled as I rubbed my neck that just got whiplashed. I pulled of my long sleeve and leaned back on my elbows. The old lady huffed as she reached over to the things. She started her little examination, checking my heartbeat and all that.

«You still look awful» The old hag spoke and I snorted at her honesty.

«But you'll look much better in a week or so. Try and eat a lot, you're way to skinny and need the nutrition» She said as she continued her examination. She had started looking over my old scars.

«How old are these?» She asked, not bothering to look up. Not bothering to think much of it, my mouth spoke without assistance from my brain. 

«A day, I think» I said, not really sure if my 'travelling' was instant or took time. The old hags head shot up with blank eyes.

«A day!!? These scars looks... old. The scar tissue has fully healed and whitened and has no sensitivity. What kind of healing abilities do they have in your universe.

«Silly, It's just my second quirk. Regeneration» My mouth closed as my eyes started blinking. I should not have said that, I should Not have said that. I closed my eyes and bit my lip before looking at the old hag in front of me. Her mouth open. I didn't know what the problem was, but in one way or another I had overshared information. Possibly her curiosity of what type of quirk I have.

«Your... second quirk?» She asked, swallowing. I tilted my head, surprised at what she had focused on in my statement. I felt uncomfortable and wanted to leave. Before I could answer her question, the door opened.

«Oi, can you heal my wrist. It hurts like a bitch.» A blond angry boy said as he walk into the room, holding his wrist with his other hand and looking at it with an intense stare.

«OI!» He said a second time as his eyes moved up. To recovery girl and me. His cheeks flushed a deep red colour and his eyes widened.

«I think he's sick, look at how red he is» I said as I got up from the bed, moving closer to him. His eyes stared at the desk next to me and I furrowed my brows questionably.

«Uhm, are you... functioning, Goldilocks?» I asked trying to make his eyes meet mine. He flinched at the nickname and scrunched his nose.

«Watch your mouth you damn broccoli, and put on some clothes dammit!» The boy yelled, putting a hand over his face.

I raised my brows and looked down. I was standing in my bralette. I furrowed my eyes confused but reached for my long sleeve and put it on. The old hag had gotten up from her frozen position next to the bed and walked over to me.

«Do you have more than two quirks?» She asked not caring the blond was standing there. The blond removed the hand from his face quickly and listened intently to the conversation. The look of intrigue and excitement on the nurses face was very familiar to a certain man back «home» and she couldn't help but get a look of disgust on her face. It was clear that two and more quirks was something that peaked her interested, meaning abnormal. Meaning that one was the norm in this universe. 

«Of course I don't, I'm a little tired so I must have misunderstood your question. I only have one.» I smiled, covering the last expression bitterly.

The old hag let me speak, looking unimpressed. If I had any seconds thoughts about leaving, those were gone now. They knew too much, and their reactions told me that these «heroes» weren't to different to my universes villains.

«Oh well, I wont hold up any more of your time. Blondie here needs your help it seems.» I muffled before hurriedly leaving the room. I closed the door and leaned against it gently, letting a deep breath out. I swallowed the lump in my throat and gave my brain a moment to collect my thoughts. I had to leave, and quickly. I started to jog walk towards my room trying to not look suspicious.

I grabbed a plastic bag and threw the few things I had in there. It was evening and people were eating dinner, giving me a good opportunity to leave. I opened my window, which had a view of a park and the schools exit in the distance. I gently jumped out the window and rolled as I landed to not hurt myself. I jumped to my feet and started to move by the trees, avoiding any possible dinner skippers. I looked around as I reached the gate, and saw no one nearby. I put on a hoodie I found in lost-and-found and slipped though the open gate.

I started to jog and soon saw what looked like a city in the distance. Cities were a death wish. Occupied by the most dangerous villains, and under their full supervision and control. However, this was a «hero» universe, so I carefully made my way down the streets. I saw children laughing, balloons flying, cars stopping and driving in a weird system seemingly affected by three lights, couples walking together not even taking a second glance at anything but each other. It was so loud, all the people talking and giggling, sellers yelling out prices, tons of cars and busses driving around. Yet it was so peaceful, it seemed they had not a worry in the world.

That was until a huge werewolf like man with huge blade claws came running from a tiny street. The peacefulness quickly faded as panic roared though the crowds. I stood frozen, looking at the odd scene happening in front of me. People were ripped open and thrown around as the villain made havoc. I grabbed a little girl and held one of his blades to her neck, yelling some nonsense I didn't care about. I stared intently at the little girl crying her eyes puffy red eyes, holder her teddy bear so hard that the stuffing almost popped out of the head. Her cries were silenced by the crowds screams, but I could almost feel them.

I felt my own eyes get wet as I looked at the powerless girl in the big bad wolf's hands. It made me confused, but also absolutely furious. I charged towards him and grounded my feet so hard in ground that the cement cracked. I jumped up and landed on his back as I touched his head with my left hand. He screamed out and all the panic stopped as he fell to his knees, passing out. I swung in front of him by his neck and grabbed the little girl before she was dropped to the ground. I placed her on her feet and had her little eyes stare up at me as she snivelled.

«Thank you» She said holding tightly onto my sleeve. I patted her on her head and gave her a smile.

«Do not worry, I'm here to save the day» I heard someone yell from over us. I could only assume this was these so called «heroes». Everyones eyes went up to the voice, and I sneakily moved into the crowd, knowing the girl now was safe.