when y/n was young, she had been born into a family of renowned devil hunters. unlike most, she lived in a tribe, not a city. she didn't go to school, but instead studied under the tribes monks. from the moment she could walk she was conditioned to...
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❞⁀➷♡'ˎ˗ "don't worry about the injury."
"i had a bad feeling, so i tore myself away from my chat with the principal and came. i passed young iida on my way and got a rough idea of what had happened." he says, walking forward as his frown turns to smile. "but that is why i must proudly say-- it's fine now!" he smile morphs to a grimace. "i am here." he rips off his tie.
what the fuck.
why did he do that???
regardless, your classmates seem relieved. and for that, you're glad. shigaraki on the other hand is quite excited. "i've been waiting, hero. you trash of society." all might throws his blazer to the side. "that's all might...? this is my first time seeing him in person." one of the low level villains mutters. "he looks so intimidating..." another mutters. one of them has the foresight to get them out of their shock. "idiots, don't hesitate! if we kill that, we'll--" all might practically teleports from the top of the staircase to the center of the villains. his fist buried in the person speaking. he looks more like a flash of literal light when fighting.
all of a sudden, the entire group is wiped out and he's placed aizawa safely beside him. you can't help being a bit impressed. it made sense why everyone admired the guy. he lifts aizawa in his arms bridal style, his eyes are shut but his eyelids are still twitching. "sorry, aizawa." he mutters, before suddenly turning in your guys' direction. a split second where you see his eye widen and you know what's next. you slip out of the way, making room for him to get between you and shigaraki in order to grab midoriya and the other two.
the force of his movements knock the hand hiding his face to the ground. you look down at it, kneeling to carefully lift it. you're a bit unsettled that it seems to be a real hand beneath the glove. "everyone, go to the entrance." he demands, his hand resting on aizawa's back. "i'm leaving aizawa to you. he's unconscious. hurry!" mineta and tsuyu are quick to obey while midoriya stays beside all might, a look of concern on his face.
shigaraki's tone changes to one of distraught. "all might... it's no good... it's no good... it's no good..." he stammers out, sounding emotional as he holds his hand over his face in place of the one in your hand. when he comes closer, you're torn between keeping it in your hand and giving it to him.
if you don't give it, he'll take it. he's unstable, it's better that you return it to him.
you nod in agreement with yumi. "i-i'm sorry, father..." he mumbles, falling to his knees in front of you and reaching for the hand. you give it to him carefully and watch as he secures it onto his face. he lets out a sigh of relief once it's back on, as if it kept him sane.
"he hit me as he was saving them." he laughs softly. "he left this one behind, too. it's the violence of a government official." he mutters to himself and you rise to your full height as he does. you have to assume you're 'this one'. "he's fast, as expected. i can't follow him with my eyes. but not as fast as i thought he'd be. i guess it's true, after all..." he turns to look at the man with a less than sane grin. "...that he's getting weaker." he clicks his tongue before look at you with a glare. you tilt your head. "and that shadow creature... what the hell is that?"
