Serendipity || Katstuki Bakugou X Reader

Chatper eight

Fire. Something so delicate but yet so dangerous. Fire could be the start of something and also the end. Al this time you kept this in. Now letting it go was something else. It was a nice tingly sensation. Warm but not too hot. The relief you felt was indescribable. Your quirk was happy to. You could feel its power rushing trough your veins. Letting it all go you, relished and cherish the feeling. Finally feeling free once again not being monitored or restricted in your quirk usage.

A sea of fire was produced within in milliseconds. Blocking most of your view with gold and blue fire.
Using your quirk almost at your full potential was dangerous and maintaining control was crucial but you needed to let out some anger. Creating it with minimal effort was something that was that intrigued you, how far could you go?

It didn't take long for your flames to be fuelled by the gasoline you had poured minutes ago. Spreading like a wildfire not needing yours anymore. 'Ok enough now' you ordered and you quirk backed down listening to your commands. Once your fire was extinguished on your hand you watched as your apartment burned.

Black smoke came from your former balcony. Soon mixing with the air around it and disappearing like nothing ever happened. Along with it came cries from zombies. Your upper lip rose in disgust. The hatred you felt for those beings was overflowing. You had so many emotions right now.

What you would give for a moment of relief. For It all to just stop. You hadn't planned for this to happen that's for sure. Now losing your home and being further away form where you had last seen your bother wasn't helping the situation either. It just kept getting worse. And it all happened so fast that you didn't have time to process everything.

Feeling your body temperature cooling a bit you looked at you hands. They were red from all the heat. A little stream of smoke formed on your palms, dancing in the air and then fading into nothingness. It's funny how things can change in an instant. How one thing so prominent can disappear in just a blink of an eye.

The wind picked up. Waves of air blows through your hair. You lowered you hand and took a deep breath. Then you turned around facing Bakugou, he looked horrified. Mouth slightly opened and eyes wider than normal. His eyes switched form you the the burning building. Body stiff and unmoving.

Yup.... That's what you expected.

This wasn't anything new. You were used to people giving you that look. They were nice until they saw how much power you possessed. How dangerous you could be. You were the top student of your class but also the most feared.

See when you were younger friends were a no no. "Don't associate yourself which such weaklings Y/n" was said to you after you told your dad you wanted to go to school and have friends. Your father was an ambitious man to say the least. Very vocal about his passions and goals he wanted you and your brother to reach and going to the extreme ends to make sure you did.

"Get up" "Push further" "You are weak" "You are going to be the next number one and two hero, act like it!"

Days of were a luxury that wasn't in your schedule. Everyday was spent being set up against your brother, fight till one of you gave out. That also meant friends weren't in the picture so socializing wasn't your strong suit.

The first few days of your new school were nice. You got to meet new people and make friends. Maintaining these relationships on the other hand was pretty difficult since you didn't really seem to know what the term 'friends' meant.

You looked kind of scary to other people. Skin covered in purple and pink scars. An intimating aura and don't forget the resting bitch face. However in UA looks didn't seem to matter as you were starting to talk to other classmates. This felt nice, it felt like you were the one in control of your life again. Meeting everyone was a bit overwhelming but you managed.

In one day that all changed. It started like any other day in the hero course. English math physics etc. Then the training came. It was a simple exercise, everyone got to show their largest move with their quirk one by one. To assess your strength, get a grip of how your quirk works, what you weaknesses are etc.

Not thinking anything of it you happily stood within the circle once your name was called. "Start whenever your ready!" Your teacher said to you, notebook in hand.

Without any thought you raised your hand and produced the largest scale of flames your quirk would allow you to. So forceful even that you stumbled back a bit. It was almost three times your size leaving a giant burn mark on the ground. You'll have to admit if it wasn't for your father your wouldn't be this strong now. The methods he used could've be different and you would never forgive for the things he did but still it was part of you. Proud of yourself you turned with a smug smile.

Everyone stared at you wide eyed mouth gaped open. People murmuring to each other. This wasn't what you expected. Your smile soon turned into a neutral expression hiding the embarrassment you felt. "O- ok.... Thank you you may return to your spot." You silently dragged your body back to where you were once standing. Everyone looked afraid of you. All staring you down like you someone out of control. Like you were dangerous and someone to look out for.

You were always told you were strong because of your power and now? It felt like you should be ashamed of it. Ever since then people started distancing themselves from you because they didn't want to associate themselves with a future villain.

Dirty looks while in the cafeteria. Teachers telling you to limit your quirk. Monitoring you. Not letting you partnering up with anyone afraid you'll hurt them. You scared your teachers, classmates,

and now you scared him to.

Relishing in the memory you sighed and averted your gaze from Bakugou. Face empty of emotion. Without saying anything you started walking. The direction didn't matter as long as it was far away from everything, far away from him. You just needed a breather because the sudden flashbacks you had weren't treating you nicely.

"Why did you do that?" He said soft, more to himself than to you but you still heard what he said. You stopped and turned you head seeing him from the corner of you eye. He was still staring at your apartment going up in flames. Fuelled by the gasoline.

"They follow smell" You sneered, referring back to your notebook. "But I thought you already knew that."

He didn't. He had read a few pages that's for sure but he stopped himself respecting your privacy.

***

"Experiment 3

I wondered something for quite time now. Everywhere I go I see the same zombies around. Always behind me not to close but in eye sight. It's creepy. It's like I can never get alone time which is quit ironic on its own.

I slept in a t-shirt, carried it with me and used it as bait. Laid it near an entrance of a shop and walked in the exact same path as I entered it. Once I broke from it I used my flames to erase any scent in hopes it will work.

04:56: It's been about 2 hours and nothing has changed not a single movement.

05:45: I'm really getting impatient now. It's almost sundown and I don't want to be outside ar night.

06:00: well well well, mister I like to take my time walked into the building tracking every step I made. What a stalker. I guess after not finding me he gave up because he left and wondered somewhere else.

Now that I know this I have to find an complex or something of ground that will cut of my scent that apparently zombies find so utterly attractive.

New founding: zombies know and follow smell."

***

"Where are you going now?" Again he didn't look at you still mesmerized by the flames.

You didn't respond for a few seconds. Letting the silence between you only grow as the sounds of flames and cracking wood filled the air.

"Anywhere but here, just leave me alone." You said still with you back to him. It was quiet again and with no response you started walking.