𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗬 ⇆ 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮

11

Panting, Izuku ran at full speed towards the faint sound of an explosion. Already close to Musutafu, he felt obligated to run ahead of his friends. Worry overcame him as Musutafu is his hometown and where his mother remained. Plus, he had a feeling you were there since he's been following the mercenaries after leaving Takoba. He came across the aftermath of a bloody massacre. The trees surrounding the area were nothing but cinders and the ground dull and lifeless. Bodies littered the area, emitting a rotting odour to linger. One of the deceased had the top half of his face burned in the shape of a hand. Already figured out, he knew who you came across along your journey. The last they spoke ended in them drifting apart.

"Fuck!" Bakugou gasped, clutching his right shoulder. Too quick for his eyes, his enemy continued firing sharp red feathers. One already cut him, and he made sure not to make the same mistake again. Bakugou dodged the others flying at him. With the catastrophe he made of the cottage, the fire was spreading to the other houses, and by now, the smoke from the fire is seen from a distance.

'Damn it, I didn't mean for the fire to get bigger,' Bakugou said internally, letting his guard down just for a second, and it only took him that one second to knock him down onto his butt. Before he could recollect, his adversary towered over him, holding a feather at his neck.

The man Bakugou recognized as Hawks appeared without his fierce wings, having that he surrounded Bakugou with his feathers. Unscathed by Bakugou's previous attacks, Hawk's goal was half-finished, such as luring Bakugou away from your side using his scent. Unmindful of Kirishima's presence, Hawks planned on eliminating Bakugou from the face of the earth once and for all.

"Any last words o' great dragon king or should I say slayer of the innocent?" He asked, elevating his weapon for a clean swing for the head. For a moment, Bakugou's eyes narrowed, and then he shook his head side to side.

He snickered, unbothered by the idea of death, especially when his senses picked up something approaching. "For Y/n's sake, I hope your king falls on his sword and dies."

"Fitting for a barbarian such as yourself,"

Before Bakugou could meet a tragic fate, Izuku would appear in a flash and send the man flying with just a punch. Sliding to a standstill, the green-haired boy swats Hawk's feathers away with his glowing gold sword. Catching sight of his childhood friend on the ground, he outstretches a helping hand. Bakugou takes it, grasping Izuku's wrist and allowing Izuku to haul him back to his feet.