MHA Stories from headcannons I found on TikTok

DADZAWA to the rescue

The clash between good and evil reached its crescendo in the heart of the city. Izuku Midoriya, adorned in his hero costume, stood resolute against his foe, Shigaraki, leader of the League of Villains. The battle had raged on for what felt like an eternity, each blow exchanged leaving Izuku more weary and drained.

Shigaraki, fuelled by malice and chaos, pressed his advantage, his attacks growing more relentless with each passing moment. Izuku fought with all his might, his determination unwavering even as his strength waned.

But as the battle wore on, Izuku's movements became sluggish, his once formidable Quirk now a mere flicker of its former self. With each strike, Shigaraki inflicted more damage, wearing down Izuku's defences until he could barely stand.

Bloodied and battered, Izuku refused to yield, his spirit unbroken even as his body faltered. But in a moment of weakness, he stumbled, his legs giving way beneath him as he collapsed to the ground.

Shigaraki, his twisted grin widening with sadistic pleasure, loomed over Izuku, his hand outstretched, ready to deliver the final blow. Victory was within his grasp, the taste of triumph tantalizingly close.

But before Shigaraki could strike, a sudden gust of wind swept through the battlefield, carrying with it the sound of approaching footsteps. Aizawa, his eyes ablaze with fury, appeared like a specter in the night, his presence commanding attention.

"Shigaraki!" Aizawa's voice cut through the air like a blade, his anger palpable.

Shigaraki turned, his grin faltering as he beheld the hero before him. "Eraserhead," he sneered, his voice laced with contempt. "You're too late."

Aizawa's gaze narrowed, his resolve unyielding. "I'm never too late to protect my students," he declared, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.

With a flick of his wrist, Aizawa activated his Quirk, erasing Shigaraki's ability to use his own. The villain recoiled, his confidence shattered in an instant.

Before Shigaraki could react, Aizawa lunged forward, his movements swift and precise. With a series of calculated strikes, he incapacitated Shigaraki, rendering him powerless against the might of justice.

As Shigaraki lay defeated at his feet, Aizawa turned his attention to Izuku, his expression softening with concern. "Are you alright, Midoriya?" he asked, his voice gentle yet firm.

Izuku nodded weakly, gratitude shining in his eyes. "Thank you, Aizawa-sensei," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Aizawa offered Izuku a reassuring smile before turning his attention back to Shigaraki, his gaze hardening with determination. Justice had prevailed, but the battle was far from over. And as long as heroes like Aizawa stood vigilant, evil would never triumph.