Footsteps of a Fallen Angel

Chapter 43. Eris

I felt my breathing unsteady, my brain was foggy. But I still had only one thing in mind.

"If you want to help me Shigaraki, help me up. I'm getting One for All even if it's the last thing I do!"

"You're crazy!" Shigaraki exclaimed. "You—"

"[Y/N]!" Dabi shouted from above. "Looks like we came just in time!"

I chuckled, "A little late, I would say. Don't look so happy." I frowned at the end. I looked down and saw that most of the heroes were out of commission, some were severely hurt. Midoriya being one that wasn't able to stand up; similar to me.

I took another look at Dabi and he looked pissed off. "They all did a good number on you, didn't they? Tch. Of course those two would be here..." he scoffed looking at Endeavor and Shoto.

"Dabi, don't do anything—" Shigaraki tried to warn him but Dabi paid no attention.

"Hey now Doll, how can I not be happy?" Dabi smirked. "Endeavor and Shoto's are right here too! Isn't this splendid?"

"Huh?" Shoto furrowed his eyebrows confused.

"Dabi..." Endeavor glared up at Dabi.

"Oh fuck." I chuckled wryly as Shigaraki held me up; I noticed he too wasn't in a good state.

"Hey now don't be rude~" Dabi teased as he dumped some type of clear liquid onto his hair revealing his true color hair; white. "Call me Touya, after all it's the name you and mom gave me."

"That idiot... what is he doing?" Shigaraki mumbled annoyed.

I grinned watching Endeavor's expression, "Let him. This'll turn the tables around. It's time to break some hero spirits and society's trust on heroes."

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Dabi had finally revealed to his own dad and brother who he truly was and the whole atmosphere had changed. Seems like not only did he reveal the truth to all of us standing here but also all Japan through some broadcast that Skeptic helped him out with. We also found out that Hawks had been a traitor to the League; something I wasn't pleased about but Dabi had already taken care of the issue.

However... everything just never goes as expected. With chaos, improvising is needed. Gigantomachia had fallen, something about a tranquilizing situation that happened prior to him getting here.

Landing on the ground, Shigaraki and I stood about twenty feet away from Shoto and Dabi who were fighting against each other. I barely had any energy left in me. Same went for Midoriya and most of the other pros.

"You knew, didn't you?" Shoto shouted at me as he fought with Dabi.

"So what if I did." I sneered, "See Shoto, this is just the person I am, so don't bother anymore thinking you can save me. I'm going to—"

I felt my chest getting ripped open. It did. Blood splattered out of my mouth. I knew I had to get away. The voice in my head also told me it was time to retreat.

"[Y/N] don't close your eyes!" Dabi shook me, "We have to go, Doll. It's now or never!"

"[Y/N] move!" Shigaraki shouted in despair, "If we don't we'll—"

I used my forces shields and pushed them away from me. I felt angered. "Don't touch me! Either of you. I don't need you helping me either. I'm done with this shit show!"

My breathing was unsteady just like my feet. But even so, I dragged my feet towards my opponent. Fate cannot be that cruel to have the final target right in front of me; especially when he's already beaten.