Aizawa had happened to glance over at the chaotic little group across the room. His face dropped into a confused frown.
Why did they all look shell-shocked? he wondered.
It had barely crossed his mind when the classroom door burst open, with a flaming Endeavor crashing through with hatred in his eyes.
And on entering the room, those eyes landed right on the Todoroki kids before shifting onto Dabi.
NO, Aizawa's voice growled in his head.
Without hesitation, Aizawa's eyes sparked to life as he leapt in front of the hero, hair standing on end as Endeavor's flames petered out.
Aizawa shoved the man back with both hands.
"Don't take another step, Endeavor," Aizawa snarled.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Endeavor roared, pushing his face within inches of Aizawa's. "MOVE, Eraser Head."
Aizawa held his ground, eyes narrowing as he refused to look away. One of his eyes twitched as he heard the banging of chairs behind him and a frantic sounding Hawks.
The sound drew Endeavor's attention as well, who used his brute force to push Aizawa to the side.
Aizawa ground his teeth and threw out his capture scarf, catching Endeavor by a wrist and yanking backwards. The man let out a surprised grunt and stumbled, shooting a vicious snarl towards Aizawa but was thankfully no longer moving towards his student and wards.
Eraser took the chance to send a glance towards the kids, nearly letting out an exasperated breath at the sight of Hawks physically holding Dabi back with both his hands and his feathers. Though Aizawa could only account for maybe half of Hawks's feathers. Where had the rest gone?
Dabi's face was a mess of pure rage, the almost scared look Aizawa had caught earlier was nowhere to be seen.
Whatever past Dabi had with Endeavor, the entire confrontation with Fuyumi, Shoto, and Natsuo had clearly made something snap.
"The MAN of the HOUR!" Dabi practically cackled. "Welcome to the shit show, bastard!"
"YOU," Endeavor growled, trying to force himself forward again. Aizawa had to tense his muscles with force in order to hold Endeavor tightly in place. While his quirk was currently Erased, the man had a good 100 pounds on Aizawa.
Aizawa sent a silent thanks to Hawks when a bundle of feathers joined his scarf, pushing to keep Endeavor back.
Endeavor lifted his free hand, pointing accusingly at Dabi.
"You should be in Tartarus, boy!" Endeavor snarled.
Dabi's feral grin grew, pulling harshly at his staples. From the quick glance Aizawa risked, it looked as though the staples were about to pop at the corners of his mouth.
"And YOU," Dabi harassed right back, "Should be in the GROUND!"
I can't let this escalate further, Aizawa thought frantically.
"Help me!" Aizawa ground out, adjusting his grip and pulling on the scarf again.
His command seemed to snap everyone else in the room out of their momentary shock because everything was a sudden flurry of activity.
Vlad jolted to attention and moved forward, twisting one wrist to activate his quirk. Blood burst out of his gloves, hovering for a split second in midair before shooting forward and wrapping itself around Endeavor's chest. Vlad solidified the blood into a sort of harness, that he then cemented to the floor with another wave of blood.
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Maybe We'll fix Each Other
General Fiction"So," he said. "Do you want me to get you out of here?" She hesitated. "But...Overhaul..." "Is a bitch," Dabi finished. "I'll make sure he never lays a hand on you again." And that admission is what surprised Dabi the most. That he wasn't lying. Tha...
