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His mismatched eyes closed, while the sound of a faint 'go' could be heard in the background, indicating it were time for his and his 'fathers' match to begin. He let all of his senses concentrate on his hearing, while he tried to locate were his 'father' would strike.
The sound of something closing in to his left, made him quickly open his eyes and jump to the right, away from whatever were coming his way. He quickly looked back, seeing his 'father' standing were he stood only mehr seconds ago, with a hand full of fire. He could only imagen what would have happened if he hadn't moved. Todoroki could already feel how it used to sting and burn every time they had training, the feeling of a firery fist landing directly at his body, weren't exactly comfortable.
He looked up from the ground, quickly meeting with the burning gaze of his so called 'father'. Who seemed to give him the look of- 'Get on with it, what are you waiting for!?'. The look he always seemed to make doing training. The exact look he learned to despise..
He quickly moved into a fighting stance, while purposefully planting his right foot at the front. His gaze kept it's location at the other, while the fight moved on, neither letting the others gaze go. And before the older could respond a wave of ice came flooding his way, he tried to dodge it, but his left foot became trapped by the large ice wall that had formed between the two fighters. Moving further up his leg until his entire leg was captured up to the thigh, keeping him from moving... but not keeping him from using his quirk.
Todoroki looked at the icewall, not trusting it to hold them apart as his 'father' normally had something in his sleeve. And just as he thought, a few seconds later a fire could be seen erupting from behind the piercing icewall, making it melt so their gazes ones again could meet. But the look on his openents face were different then before, it somehow looked more infuriated now then it did before, making the younger slightly falter as he were a bit afraid of what could happen next.
His heterochromiatic eyes widened, as a burst of flames came his way, melting the remaining ice off of the ground while the heat only became more intense by every passing second. He tried jumping to the side to avoid the bursting flame, but before he could move his right leg out of the way, it were ingulfed in flames. A low grunt erupted from his throat, as his body collided with the ground. And he began to question rather he should have done anything or just kept his profile low while backing out of the match..
It didn't seem to end well either way, he couldn't go back in time to reverse his attack and he surely couldn't back down now. Eventhough his right leg were burned from his ankle to his knee and his arm hurt like hell after connecting with the ground. Might as well get it over with.. He got up from the ground, quickly getting to his feet only to discover the wound at his right leg were worse then he thought. It seemed hard to lean on his right leg, and the slightest touch with the ground would make him grit his teeth.
His left arm had it better though, quickly lifting from his side to send a wave of fire towards the gaze that kept him at bay. He thought it would be a good attack to send flames at his 'father', until he realised that it had zero effect on him. The flaming hero only slightly engulfed a small flame to whip it away. Todorokis eyes widened what could he do now?.
He began zoning out while trying to recall a plan, just the smallest idea of a good tactic. But were quickly brought back to reality when a hand came to his thoat, lifting him slightly of the ground before tossing him to the side, making his back slam onto the ground with brute force, which almost caught a pained scream from his throat. He really wanted to scream in pain, he did. But he wouldn't do his 'father' the favor, of seeing him in pain. So he kept it inside, while trying to move to his feet, unfortunately without luck.
When his 'father' saw this, he became even more furious. Grabbing his son by the throat ones again lifting him of off the ground, while the only thing his son could do was scratch weakly at the olders hands.
Todoroki began feeling dizzy, as his oxygen was cut off. He kept scratching at the olders hands, desperatly trying to pry the big hands of off his throat. But his 'father' wouldn't budge, only slightly causing a flame by the youngers throat, which made him squirm in pain while black dots began blocking his vision. There were nothing he could do..
The hand at his throat began tightening until he were sure, that he would either black out or.. he didn't wanna think about that. Atleast not right now. He looked up meeting the eyes of his 'father', turquoise eyes meeting his own as he saw no entention of his 'fathers' strong grip leaving his throat. It became even tighter, until a voice could be heard from the stands-
"Stop it! Right now!" The hand at the two toned boys throat loosened, dropping him to the ground. He laid on his side, while gasping for air, desperatly trying to get the black dots away from his already clouded vision.
The sound of rambling and footsteps could be heared, but he couldn't turn his head to see who were rambling, or who were walking around, he could only lay at the ground while he tried to get air through his lungs.
A hand came to his left shoulder, as a soothing voice could be heard "Are you alright?" he looked up slightly to be met with the concerned eyes of his beloved friend, Midoriya. He couldn't nod his head, as he still tried to get oxygen to his lungs. But the greenette seemed to get the hint. The hand left his shoulder as other voices could be heard from around him.
"Stay away from him!", "Iida has already gone after help". He let out a relieved sigh as his thoughts began, atleast they went after someone to keep Endeavor at bay. As he new he wouldn't be awake to when they would come. And with that his vision went black.
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Heros Fall
Fanfiction(Not my art) The days are flowing by like seconds and nobody seemed to notice how one of their fellow classmates were hurting, both on the inside but also at the outside. This story do contain: Abuse, swearing and other /maybe/ sensitive topics. Sta...