¡CRACKHEADS! (S.T. x fem rdr)

𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 .3

-3rd person-
AIZAWA'S POV

He stared at the three small bodies, paralyzed in a moment of shock.
"MEDIC, I NEED A PARAMEDIC!", the hero shouted towards the ambulances about to leave the property.
Four of the six paramedics heard him and immidiately rushed inside. They looked at him, clearly confused before looking up and seeing the children. Because of the fact that the roof was considerably high, they didn't know how to get the poor kids down. He panicked, fearing it was too late for them to be saved. Looking around, they noticed there was a ladder leaning against the wall. He didnt care that it was splattered with blood, he just grabbed it as quick as he could and set it up right below the hanging little ones. As soon as he opened the ladder and set it down, he rushed to the top as two of the medics held it down to the stained carpet. Carefully, he untied each rope one by one off the hooks attatched to the roof. By now the other two paramedics had been alerted and now had the supplies to attempt to save the young ones's lives. He quickly got down from the ladder, the three toddlers in his arms, and set them down on the floor as gently as he could. Luckily, none of their necks had been snapped, as he heard from one of the medics. They checked for a pulse or any signs of life left in them, but they found nothing. Upon observing their wounds, he could tell they had been beaten badly and lost a lot more blood then kids their age should have to. Not that any kid really should have to, it was just better to get the kiddos slowly adjusted to minor pain to prepare them for the world to come. But this, this was just a sick blood-boiling amount of it. The hero quickly snapped out of his thoughts as he heard the jump-starters being powered up.
"ONE, TWO, THREE!", they called out, three medics pressing a pair down to each of the children's chests.
No pulse.
"ONE, TWO, THREE!", the three tried again.
Still no pick-up. They werent giving up yet.
"ONE, TWO, THREE!", they tried once more.
This time, they detected a pulse. He smiled a smile of relief, until he figured out a pulse had only been detected on two of the children. His smile immidiately faded out with an aggrivated sigh. They tried to start up the third child twice more, but it wouldn't work. They tried something different, but it was no use. The third child was pronounced dead on the scene.