LOST // BAKUGO X OC

Hospital

Katsuki Bakugo could feel the ache on his shoulders as they remained rigid. The room was deathly quiet, a hush in the air so profound that the atmosphere immediately stifled any murmurs of attempted positivity. His arms rested between his legs, as if his upper body was being weighed down the longer he waited, his glare forcing any of his classmates who attempted to speak to him to step back like scattered mice.

'Where the hell is she?!' He couldn't help but yell to himself as he tried to flick through his mind's memories to try to garner a hint of the answer he was desperately hoping for.

The class had never dealt with a situation so dour before. Katsuki himself had never seen so much blood in his life. Despite the many that were saved, he couldn't help but flinch at the memory of all those who were killed. It was as if reality had smacked them hard in the face, that despite the number of heroes, nothing could be done in the face of so many monsters. Most people had been evacuated, but a city-wide escape was bound to have a few failures.

The class had to admit they weren't mentally prepared for that.

The situation only continued to get worse in the city. The sky was bleak, filled with black, blue, and purple like it had smashed to pieces above them. They were forced to accept the rain of devastation that continuously smashed into the ground and rocked into the earth's core.

Yet, even though they were losing, Katsuki never stopped thinking about Estelle. She had lived this. Breathed this. Pushed through this existence throughout her years of living. It made him angry; it made him downright furious. It made his chest ache.

Despite how Estelle described her life in her home world, nothing could compare to seeing how bleak it was in front of his own two eyes. Katsuki always felt like he understood Estelle even if he disagreed with her, yet when he rushed in to save a kid from a troll, the creature that killed Estelle's first friend, Katsuki's only response was righteous fury on her behalf.

This was her life before? How utterly tragic.

He couldn't let her go back to that.

But that wasn't his focus; he needed to see her face and gentle gaze as she silently assured him she was okay. He wanted to see her roll her eyes at how he behaved around her, yet the subtle smile on her lips admitted how much she enjoyed the attention. He wanted to sweep her up, shovel food in her mouth and wrap her up in blankets to make sure she finally got some rest. Where the hell was she?!

With no new update, Katsuki growled in dissatisfaction as he leaned back on the couch, his eyes blanking a little as he remembered what happened next. He had never witnessed the sky turn so many colours before. It was even more shocking when the battle went on, and the dark colours began to bleed into white.

He almost thought he was hallucinating as he stared at the atmosphere and saw white shooting lights strike down onto the earth as if the heavens had opened up for vengeance. He could still feel the way his chest had clenched, the air suspending completely as the beams hitting the ground began to form figures.

Yet, before he could even register that soldiers on Estelle's side were suddenly here and helping turn the tides, Katsuki found himself completely enamoured to see the creatures he had only ever heard about in story books.

Dragons.

If he could have looked away from them, he knew he would have seen those same flabbergasted expressions from everyone nearby. It was breathtaking, shocking, and downright unbelievable. To witness something so significant beat its wings as if they could create small tornadoes, everyone stared up, suspended as they saw the very same beasts rush down, slicing through dark spirits with ease as they flew through the buildings, not seeming to care their wings were crashing into the buildings.