We All Change... Horribly || A BNHA Horror AU

Denki Kaminari

Ugh! Why do I have to go get the groceries? Isnt Shojis turn? Denki whined as he moped on the floor. He covered his eyes trying to look like a damsel in distress, hoping his friends would come to the rescue, freeing him from this torture.

Kaminari get up off the floor now. Denkis teacher glared at the boy on the floor, clearly done with him. Aizawa sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose; something hes been doing a lot lately since hes seen this class. How many times do we have to go over this Kaminari? You broke the rules, you suffer the consequences. You only have to do the chores for the rest of the week! And getting groceries is part of your chores!

Denki quickly sat up on his elbows, looking up to his teacher. I never heard of a rule that prohibits having fun!

You almost set fire to the dorms as part of your prank.

Well yeah- okay but. Denki stuttered, blush racing up his cheeks as embarrassment clouded his mind. He needed to find a way out of this! Its dark outside! I might get kidnapped!

As if anyone wants you Dunce-Face! Denki turned his head to the couch, letting out an overly dramatic gasp as he put a hand over his heart. Denki stuck his tongue out at the back of Bakugous head who was playing Mario Kart with the rest of the Bakusquad.

Bakugou does have a point. From a villains point of view, you are not that useful to them. The only reason a villain would kidnap you is for ransom or to get back at your friends. Okay, ouch. That hurt a little, especially from a teacher Denki always looked up to. We still have the crisis protocol on your phone so if anything does happen, you can get heroes on sight immediately.

Come on Kamibro! Its a small trip! Youll be fine! Finally filled by the encouraging words of his friend, Denki decided to get up. Albeit groaning as he snatched the grocery list from Aizawa. He made his way to the door and got his shoes on quickly, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible.

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Groaning for the umpteenth time that night Denki readjusted his grip on the plastic bags that were starting to make his arms red. Denki had to go to a farther store because the one they usually go to closed as soon as he got there. Denki stopped, putting down the bags to give his arms a rest. Judging by how long he got here it will probably take 30 minutes at the minimum to get back to the warm dorms. Denki grimaced as he stretched his arms out. All this because Todoroki got startled and couldnt control his quirk. Denki mumbled picking his bags up again before starting on his way home.

My, my. Thats a lot of bags. Need a little help? Denki froze at the new voice. It was raspy and had malintent. Denki slowly looked to where the source was from, seeing an obese man come out of the nearest alleyway. He had light brown hair that settled in a messy bob cut. He had big lips like Satou and light green eyes. Denki went to grab his phone but found it hard with all the bags covering his hand. Well? Cat got your tongue?

No. No, sir. I would just like to go home, so if you would please leave me alone I could go do that. Denki almost stuttered, somehow finding enough courage to keep his voice from wavering. Was his irrational fear he voiced earlier finally coming to light?

I can take you to a place better than home, you just have to trust me. The guy walked forward, making Denki start to walk into the street. Denki let a few of the bags fall to the ground, slowly reaching for his phone again. The man saw what he was planning and leapt to him. Denki screamed as he tried to push him off, his quirk starting to activate on its own. A sudden prick in his neck made the comforting buzz of his quirk dissipate.

Denki gasped as he was picked up, his limbs no longer responding to anything he tells them to do. Just what did this prick put into his veins?! As Denki was carried away, his phone buzzed on the ground as Aizawa called him.