Maybe We'll fix Each Other

Chapter 29

Dabi hadn't even realized how strange he felt without his fire constantly humming beneath the surface of his skin. He'd been wearing the suppressors for so long that the sensation returning as they melted away felt like a shock to his system.

A good shock. One that woke him up, like jumping into a pool after having spent time in a hot tub.

He felt alive.

And god he wanted to destroy Overhaul.

The moment he caught sight of the bastard, that was the only thought filling his mind. Aizawa and Hawks were here. They'd watch Eri. Him? He had business to attend to.

Dabi snarled and took off across the garage towards the fight, ignoring the frantic 'Dabi!' Aizawa called out.

Once he was in range, Dabi turned sideways as he skidded to a stop and threw a hand out in front of him.

It was then that Overhaul, twisting on his heel to avoid falling debris from Shigaraki's attack, locked eyes with Dabi.

Dabi burst into a manic grin.

"Surprise, motherfucker," he cackled as his palm exploded into a jet of nearly white-hot fire.

Overhaul flinched back, and Dabi lost sight of him as his attack roared forward.

With a satisfied smirk, Dabi cut his fire off and pulled his hand back to his chest, ignoring the stinging blisters already biting their way up his arm.

The smirk dropped into an irritated scowl as the fire dissipated to reveal that the damn Bullet had thrown up his barrier. And fucking Overhaul was staring back at him with a smug expression.

"You," came a vicious growl.

Dabi flicked his eyes to the side, narrowing them at Shigaraki.

"You got a fancy shield?" Dabi mocked before throwing his hand back out.

But before he could let out another burst of flames, there was a heavy clang above them as a fucking dragon crashed down from the balcony and blocked Shigaraki from view.

Dabi let out a string of curses as he threw his hand down to his side to avoid roasting Ryukyu. He tracked her fall upwards to see one of the Bullets–the one with long hair and a fur vest–laughing as he leapt down after the hero, leaving Rock Lock and Compress still fighting on a dangerously teetering platform.

Ryukyu stumbled to her feet, making Dabi frown as she looked horribly unsteady. The Bullet landed almost directly in front of Dabi, giving a small wave before cocking his head to the side.

Dabi almost instantly felt like throwing up as the man's quirk hit him. The room began spinning as his head exploded into a headache. He stumbled to the side, lifting a hand to press against his forehead.

It felt like he'd downed 5 pints of straight vodka.

He was so caught off guard by the feeling that he didn't hear the Bullet taunt Ryukyu, much less see the way she swung her heavy tail at the man. But she was so uncoordinated in her movement that she couldn't stop her momentum as he danced out of the way.

Before the massive tail could ram into Dabi, he stumbled again–this time in surprise as he looked down to see Eraser's capture scarf wrapped around his midsection. He didn't even get the chance to process it as he was yanked backwards.

Ryukyu's swing missed Dabi by a hair, as he somehow managed to keep his footing.

Dabi grit his teeth and forced himself to take a deep breath. Whoever that Bullet was, his quirk was making him feel horrendously drunk.