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- a substance that increases the the rate of a chemical reaction without undergoing any damage or change
- a person or thing that precipitates an event
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The only memories she has are of her suffering. She has tak...
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"nothing ever ends poetically. it ends, and we turn it into poetry. all that blood was never once beautiful. it was just red."
chapter seven
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Noa opens her eyes just in time to notice that she's falling, and doesnt have time to brace herself as her back meets concrete. She gasps for air, lying there as breath fills and leaves her lungs.
Two heads, one blond and one crimson, lean over her and pick her up by the shoulders. Noa holds in a yelp of pain as she steadies her feet on the ground, flicking her eyes to Bakugo and Kiri for a second, then letting go of them. She can feel their eyes on her, questioning, not forgetting about the sentence of acknowledgment that came from the villain before the class was separated. What he had called her. They arent able to get any questions out before Noa spins away from them and starts pacing around the room.
"Aizawa is facing a herd of villains on his own, our class is separated, there is no way for call for backup, and they wanna kill All Might."
"All things we know." Bakugo replies. Noa looks at him and glares before continuing her rant.
"They genuinely believe they can do this, which means they have a plan, or something that is capable of such a thing. Did you guys see that black thing? With the beak? It was huge. I bet thats what they plan on using."
"I don't know what they're planning, but this is crazy! I mean, villains?! Really?" Kirishima responds.
The sound of Bakugos explosions stop either of them from speaking. He throws a small villain to the side and glares at both her and Kiri.
"Would you two stop talking and-" His voice trails off and his gaze travels somewhere over her shoulder.
Behind you.
Noa turns around, and more villains come flooding in, seemingly from nowhere. She raises her eyebrows at the challenge, looking once more towards the two boys before the three of them simultaneously put their backs together, turning slowly in a circle.
The villains keep coming, each one getting punched, exploded, or bitten by venomous snakes. This, she can do. She doesn't have to think as she defeats each villain, if they can even be called that. The three of them effortlessly go through them one by one, explosions and punches and snakes combining with the unimpressive quirks of the thugs. She yells as she throws the last villain to the ground and her eye color fades back to normal.
"I think that's the last of these guys. Bunch of weaklings." Bakugo says as he throws one to the side. The three of them catch their breath, stepping away from each other.
"Let's hurry and find the rest of our class." Kirishima says, pacing as he thinks. "We're still in the USJ, which means everyone else should be too. Not all of them have the offensive types of quirks that we do. We better keep them safe, especially since we screwed things over with that warp villain."
