𝗥𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘁 +K. Bakugo X Reader+

55. Pieces [TW]

TW: GORE, MEANING, GETTING BLASTED INTO PIECES(LITERALLY)

Tw: Gore, meaning, getting blasted into pieces(literally)

The tingle at the back of your neck awoke you. Disentangling yourself from your lover's arms and legs, you sat up to look at your phone. As if sensing that you were seeking for coordinates, your phone turned on with a notification. You squinted.

America?

They were sending you to America? Another notification.

Terrorist attack in the west part of America, many lives at stake. You quickly got up to put your "hero" costume on before kissing Katsuki goodbye.

He woke up with the gentle press of your lips.

"What are you doing?" He asked drowsily, his speech slurring.

"I have to work. I'll be back soon. Go back to sleep. You have school tomorrow."

He didn't argue when you pushed him back down to sleep. You gently caressed his hair, a shiver running down his spine. Then you left, not taking your pills until you got to the common room.

Katsuki was not a fan of those pills.

For the second time that night, you woke up. In America, it was daytime. It was a long flight from here to America. Super stamina and flight at the speed of light-maybe traveling through atoms would be the fastest way.

You prepared yourself to leave but felt a presence behind you. A familiar one.

"Izuku, why're you awake?" You asked him as you turned around, finding Izuku standing there with a far away look in his eyes.

As if he was caught(because he was), he jumped in place. "Ah, uhm...where are you headed?"

"America. There's trouble there. Why?"

"N-nothing."

"You're acting strangely. What's the matter?"

"(Y/n), please don't go. I-I don't think you should. I have a bad feeling about this."

You frowned as you got closer to him. You grabbed his shoulders and closed your eyes. Izuku did the same. Izuku's anxious worrying settled, relaxing every tension in his body.

"Calm down. I'll be fine. You'll be fine. Now, go to sleep."

You caught Izuku's body before he fell, setting him on the couch. After wrapping him with a random blanket you found, you left. Still, Izuku was acting weird. He was a worryrat but not to this extent. He never stopped you from leaving to do your job.

And what a regretful day you would have.

You were a bit dazed upon arriving to America. Traveling at the speed of sound made your head hurt. Traveling at the speed of light would scratch your skin and burn your bones off. You could get a quirk specifically for that but you'd rather not risk it.

You took a look at your phone for coordinates while people walked around you. They didn't have time to gawk at you. America was all about money and how fast you can get it before you lose it.

You stretched your wings, a few people moving out of the way to gawk at you. After stretching them, your wings prepared to take off.

"It's you!"

You glanced behind you at the girl who shouted as she pointed at you. She looked about ten, her black hair in pigtails. Her eyes were darker than night, her skin a warm tea.

"You're the girl with the golden heart!" She screamed with excitement.

"Indeed." You replied, saluting her before heading off to find where the coordinates were. A scream caught your attention, and in a split second, you brought up a shield as an explosion went off.

You shot water at the fire that had started first before putting the shield down. "Everyone, run! Run to the nearest shelter you can find! If you can, take others with you! Don't panic, I can take care of this!"

People started panicking anyways, because that's how humans are. You flew up to see who was the culprit, scanning the cityscape. It didn't seem like there was a villain on the loose. It could be that it's the terrorist group that was sent to your phone. To quickly find them, you'd need Mirio's quirk, heatvision, flight, speed, and-

Another explosion went off, leaving you to snap back into reality. You shivered as you heard screams. You flew to the area, trying to help as many people as you could before another explosion went off.

You had to put up a shield on those people before heading over to the third explosion. Two more set off around you. You had to work in the air.

You used heatvision to pinpoint exactly where people were running to and cooped them together in a shield. To find the culprit, they must be underground or—

You caught yourself before you fell. That was weird. And then you heard a gunshot. You looked down to see your heart split open, a hole in your chest.

Weirdly, you didn't feel anything. Blood filled your mouth, dripping down the side of your mouth. You started to fall before you caught yourself. You struggled to breathe—mostly because your heart was shot off.

Straining yourself, your heart regrew. You pinpointed the shooter with a quirk that could detect the slightest of movements, the slightest of light refractions off a sniper rifle. By teleporting and quickly catching him off guard, you chained him down.

Red lasers pointed at multiple parts of your body. It would've blasted you to pieces. Your quirk probably wouldn't be able to—

It blasted you to pieces.

It was raining, your blood.

Your guts spilled everywhere.

Your face was broken into many pieces.

Scattered everywhere.

No flesh.

Only blood.

The end.