This Isn't Our Home~

{Chapter Twenty-Nine}

Violet's POV

All I could feel was a sharp piercing in my head ringing in my ears.

"That doesn't feel too good..." I muttered, mostly too myself.
I stayed on the ground until the ringing in my ears died down a bit, and then I slowly sat up.

And then I kind of stopped, I expected to be surrounded by rubble, fighting, screaming and quirks going everywhere.

Yet there was nothing.

I was in a completely normal alleyway and all I could hear was myself breathing and some people walking around the night streets. It took me a second to process, but once I realised my situation, I jumped up and cheered.

"WOO HOO! 🎶I am alive, I am alive! Let's go!🎶" I sung to myself and did a little dance as well, my surroundings didn't really matter because I was vibing and was completely fine!

"Why hello there young child." I moved my head behind me to see a pretty tall man, I mean everyone is taller than me it isn't hard, but still. He had short, kind of spiky blond hair, very pretty purple eyes and a blue, six point star on the right side of his forehead and this man was wearing a very warm, fluffy looking red and white royal cape thingy too.

I stood in a defensive position and got ready to use my epic fighting skills on this man. Well that was until he spoke.
"What are you doing out in the city so late?" His voice was calm and sincere, no malice or snarky tone at all. I relaxed a bit and put my hands back beside me, "I'm fighting a villain with my friends, well I think I am at least." I looked around the street to see if I could see any heroes or anyone even, but I couldn't see anything.

"Well, as far as I know, there aren't any villains or bad guys here." He walked up in front of me and smiled softly, it was comforting knowing that, even if he was a stranger, he was still a making sure I wasn't worried.

But that comfort suddenly stopped when I felt myself get chilly, it wasn't too bad, until a warm sort of thick liquid starting dripping down my forehead and over my left eye. "What the heck?" I asked myself, then I felt myself get really dizzy and a great pain in my head once more.

I could feel myself passing out, but before I did, the man held onto the back of my shoulders, "We will meet again soon child, my name is Julius. Until we meet next time..."

His voice slowly faded, 'Julius, Julius. Where have I heard that name before?"

{Back to the main story! Brought to you in 3rd POV}

Stain looked at Layla with fury, but inside he was a little bit impressed. "Ha! Whatcha gonna do now? Nothing, because you can't move!" Layla yelled and cheered, Todoroki laying behind her sighed.

"Layla! You need to get his weapons while you can!" Midoriya screamed, Layla nodded and ran at Stain, ready to take his weapons. But when she was about to take his swords, the sound of ice breaking filled all of their ears, and Layla wasn't able to move in a heartbeat.

"Now that we're done with all of that," He started, but imeadiately groaned in frustration when the other girl struggled her way to standing. He threw Layla to the ground and faced Violet with a pretty pissed off expression. "Do any of you just give up?!" He kind of mumbled to himself.

She faltered slightly while trying to walk toward the man but continued, "Violet! Don't hurt yourself more and please just rest!" Midoriya pleaded with the girl, he was shocked that she was even conscious, let alone walking with the state of her injuries.
One of her pigtails had fallen out and a lot of blood was dripping from a gash in her head and into her hair, half of her face was just covered in blood and there were heaps of variations of cuts and bruises all over her body. Midoriya felt terrible, he was supposed to be protecting her and Layla and he was doing a terrible job at it.