A Dragon Called Halfie

Part 28/ cant shift

After they had left the mountain, Bakugou told Kirishima to turn into a dragon and fly them there since that would be the fastest way.

"What do you mean, you can't!?" Bakugou growled.

"It's been so long I forgot how!"

"How the fuck do you FORGET HOW TO TURN INTO A FUCKING DRAGON!? "

"I don't know???"

"Fine, I'll find another way." he muttered as he stormed off.

After that he found them a random person that just so happened to be traveling to the Todoroki kingdom.
Bakugou talked to him for a minute (out of earshot from Kirishima) and got them a free ride on the back of his wagon, that may or may not have included threatening the poor old farmer.

"Hey! Where the fuck do you think you are going?!" Bakugou yelled at the cart driver after they had been riding along for a while, and he turned off of the main road leading to the Todoroki kingdom onto a much smaller path off to the side.

"I DON'T HAVE DEATH WISH YOU CRAZY CHILD! Have you not heard about the murdering psychopath down there!?! I don't want to die today!"

"OF COURSE I HAVE DUMBASS! THAT'S WHY WE'RE GOING THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE!!"

"Well then leave me out of your suicide trip!"

"FINE! I'm leaving then!" Bakugou jumped off of the slowly moving cart, and gestured for Kirishima to do the same. "Come on Shitty Hair"

Kirishima happily jumped down, and began to follow Bakugou.

"ITS NOT LIKE I CARE! DIE IF YOU WANT TO! I CHOOSE LIFE!!" The farmer yelled over his shoulder, still ambling down the smaller safer path.

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They didn't have to walk long before the gravel on the road slowly peetered out into a dirt road.

"Uh, Bakugou? Do we know where Muscular actually is, or are we just gonna keep walking till he shows up?" Kirishima asked.

Bakugou groaned. "He's supposed to have come out when the Shitty road changed! Damn coward! "

"What if we-"

"Shut up!"

"Why? I'll say what I want to!" But he almost immediately regretted saying that. Hating the rude attitude that had been drilled into him for so long.

"No! SHUT up! I hear something!" He whisper yelled.

Kirishima froze.

The leaves on the forest floor were cracking as if someone were walking through. Then Bakugou spotted him.

He was huge. At least seven feet tall. His skin bulged as if it was to tight to hold all of his muscles.

All of a sudden Kirishima recognized him. He didn't know where from, but he did. As if a magnet was pulling at an extremely buried memory. At the same moment the man seemed to recognize Kirishima as well.

"Well I'll be! If it ain't Shiggy's little pet!" Kirishima tensed. "Looks like little Halfie ran away from home. I bet I'll get a nice little sum for bringing you back." Muscular smirked at the panicked look on Kirishima's face.
He didn't want to go back!

"My name is Kirishima, not Halfie!" But his voice was much smaller than he would have hoped.

"Do you know this guy?!" Bakugou stared at the strange situation unfolding before him. This guy looked way to smug, and Red looked ready to faint.

"I don't think so?" But Kirishima was unsure, and it showed.

"Aww, don't tell me you don't remember me! I was there at almost all of your matches! I missed the last few, but I made a pretty penny off you."

Kirishima opened his mouth, to stunned to respond, but Muscular lunged before he could say anything.

Explosions sounded, and the fight had started.

Bakugou shot forward, planting a hit on Muscular's face. Then to Kirishima's horror, Muscular's skin did split. New rapidly growing muscle made its way across his chest and damaged face. Healing him instantly. Bakugou leaped back.

"What the actual FUCK!?!"

Muscular rared back, getting ready to throw a punch at a stunned Bakugou, and Kirishima jumped into action. He covered his hands and forearms in scales, and crossed them in front of himself. Stepping in front of Bakugou and taking the brunt of the attack, he was flung backwards into a tree. With the air knocked out of him, Kirishima slid to the ground.

Bakugou snapped out of it, and yelled in anger. He charged, and a well placed explosion to Muscular's torso and face later, the giant was bending over in pain. But he was back up in half a second, and Bakugou could see that the wounds he had created were already mostly healed. 

"That won't work on me~ " Muscular sang, slamming both of his fists into Bakugou's back.

Bakugou hit the ground with a sickening crack.

The fuzz cleared from Kirishima's vision, and before he quite knew what was happening, he had jumped into the air. Using his small wings, he landed behind Muscular. Anger clouded his eyes as he sank his teeth into his opponents neck. Bakugou

His opponent had hurt Bakugou.

A hand wrapped around Kirishima, and he was ripped away from Muscular. Kirishima opened his eyes, and saw that the chunk he had taken out of Muscular's neck was healed.

While this had been happening Bakugou had struggled to his feet, favoring his left leg. As Kirishima was thrown to ground, Bakugou sent a massive explosion into Muscular's face.

With one hand, Muscular reached through the explosion and grabbed Bakugou's leg. He lifted Bakugou into the air, and punched his stomach with his free hand.

Bakugou screamed, and that was it.

Something in Kirishima snapped.

Bakugou was his.
Bakugou was his master!
No one was allowed to hurt him!
No one was allowed to touch him!
But someone had hurt him.
And that someone was about to die.

He was angry, so angry. All he could see was red, and then he felt like he was growing or the rest of the world was getting smaller. He felt his wings getting larger before his entire body was covered in bright red scales. He fell forwards into his hands and knees, and his eyesight seemed to sharpen. He growled, but that wasn't enough.

He opened his mouth and roared.

Bakugou was his!

Bakugou looked up, and could barely believe his eyes.

There was a huge ass red dragon standing over him.

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