𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬

[37]

Two of hearts

37

CW: descriptions of extreme violence.

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A thunderous crash shattered the stillness, and the hideout trembled as if the very walls were protesting the intrusion. Time seemed to stretch as the dust and debris danced in the air, creating an otherworldly haze. Y/n's eyes widened, and her gaze was drawn toward the source of the chaos.

"SMASHHH!"

In a fraction of a second, a colossal force smashed through the wall, sending shards of concrete and plaster flying. The destructive power moved in slow motion, an unstoppable juggernaut tearing through the League of Villains' sanctuary. Y/n's hair whipped against her face, a chaotic dance orchestrated by the sheer force of the impact.

As the wall crumbled, Y/n felt her body propelled backwards, a helpless spectator in the face of the unfolding cataclysm. Her heart pounded in her chest, the rhythmic drumming echoing the chaos that now enveloped the hideout. A sharp inhale caught in her throat, and before she could comprehend the imminent danger, her back collided with the bar.

The impact reverberated through her, knocking the air out of her lungs. The world spun, a dizzying whirlwind of disorientation and disarray. The unexpected intrusion had transformed the once-stable hideout into a battleground, and Y/n found herself caught in the maelstrom, her senses reeling from the sudden upheaval.

Y/n's eyes widened in disbelief as the dust settled, revealing the unmistakable figure of All Might standing in the bar. His imposing presence filled the room, a symbol of hope amidst the chaos that had gripped the hideout. It was as if the very embodiment of justice had punched his way through the wall, dispelling the shadows that clung to the League of Villains.

Amidst the chaos, Kamui Woods swiftly moved, expertly binding the villains with his arboreal appendages. The strands of wood coiled around them, an unyielding grasp that left no room for escape. Simultaneously, Gran Torino exhibited his own brand of swiftness, delivering a swift kick to Dabi's head before the flames could consume the wooden restraints.

The world seemed to move in slow motion as the heroes took charge, their coordinated efforts weaving a tapestry of justice within the once-shadowed hideout. The cacophony of clashes and shouts reverberated through the room, each moment etched with a stark contrast between heroism and villainy.

As quick as her disoriented state allowed, Y/n picked herself up from the floor. Her limbs felt heavy, but determination fuelled her movements. With a sense of urgency, she tried to run toward Bakugo, her voice cutting through the chaotic symphony as she called out his name.

"Bakugo! Katsuki!" Her voice carried a mix of relief and concern, the tumult around them making every step feel like a battle against time. "Kat!" The distance seemed to stretch, every step an arduous journey toward the one person she sought to reach amidst the whirlwind of conflicting forces.

Y/n stumbled as she ran toward Bakugo, her disoriented state making each step precarious. The room seemed to sway, and the chaos around them blurred into a disorienting symphony. Just as she felt her knees giving way, Bakugo's strong hands caught her arms, careful not to exacerbate the pain from her mangled fingers.

He lifted her gently, supporting her form as she stood in front of him. "Are you okay?" he asked, genuine concern etched on his face. Y/n nodded, a mix of relief and gratitude flooding her expression.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, her voice slightly shaky. Bakugo's gaze softened for a moment, his concern evident in the way he held her. Then, with a characteristic scowl, he muttered, "You're such an idiot, you know that?"