Changed Badass Deku, Kirishima, and Denki

🪼Chapter 5🪼

Deku pov: The party was in full swing, but the unease from earlier still hung over us like a dark cloud. I kept an eye on the entrance, wary of any more disruptions from our old classmates. As the night went on, I hoped that they would leave us alone, but it seemed that fate had other plans. After a few hours of trying to enjoy ourselves, we decided it was time to head back to the mansion. Our spirits were high despite the earlier confrontation, but the return journey was not as peaceful as I had hoped. As we dropped off Lexy and the others at their place, I noticed a familiar group trailing behind us. Class 1-A, led by Bakugo, was unmistakable. Their presence was like a storm cloud threatening to burst. I sighed, knowing that our night was far from over.By the time we arrived back at the mansion, the tension was palpable. We parked the car and began unloading our gear. The grandeur of the mansion, which had earlier felt like a sanctuary, now seemed almost like a stage for the upcoming confrontation. Bakugo and his group arrived shortly after us, and it was clear that they were not here for a friendly chat. Their faces were set in grim lines, and Bakugo's eyes were locked on me with a mixture of anger and contempt."Did you really think you could just walk away from everything?" Bakugo's voice cut through the night air, his tone laced with hostility. "You think you're better than us now?" I felt the familiar surge of anger but held my ground. "This is my property. If you have something to say, you can do it from outside." Bakugo took a threatening step forward, and I knew this was about to escalate. I wasn't about to back down. I reached into my jacket and pulled out my firearm, a steadying presence in my hand. "Back off, Katsuki," I said, my voice cold and unwavering. "This is your only warning. Get off my property, or I won't hesitate to use this." Denki, Kirishima, and the others, who had been watching the scene unfold, moved into action. They revealed their own weapons—Denki with his high-tech gadgets, Kirishima with his firearms, and the rest of the group armed and ready. The display was deliberate and meant to send a clear message: we were not to be trifled with. Bakugo's eyes widened with shock and anger. "You think you're so tough? You're just a bunch of traitors hiding behind your toys!" As he lunged towards me, my instincts kicked in. I aimed carefully and fired. The shot rang out, echoing through the night as Bakugo fell back, clutching his leg. He stumbled, his face twisted in pain, but his anger remained fierce. I fired another shot, this time hitting his shoulder. "Don't ever put your fucking hands on me again, Katsuki," I growled, my voice low and dangerous. "The next time you do, it will be your last. I won't hesitate to put a bullet in your fucking skull." The confrontation was over in a heartbeat. Bakugo and the others, now visibly shaken and injured, backed away, their bravado replaced by pain and fear. They knew they had pushed their luck too far, and the sight of our readiness to fight back had clearly made an impression. With a final glare, Bakugo and his group retreated. The tension in the air began to dissipate, but the weight of what had just happened was heavy on all of us. As we stood there, catching our breaths, I could see the concern in Denki, Kirishima, and the others' eyes. They knew the stakes were high and that our actions tonight had set a dangerous precedent. When the confrontation was over, I contacted my dad to inform him of the incident. His response was swift and decisive. The following morning, a team of bodyguards was assigned to us, ensuring that we would have protection at all times. The security detail was discreet but thorough, providing an extra layer of safety against any future threats. The increased security gave us some peace of mind, but the events of the night served as a stark reminder of the dangers we faced. The confrontation with Bakugo and the others had shown us that we needed to be vigilant and prepared for anything. As we settled back into the mansion, I couldn't shake the feeling that things were only going to get more complicated. The lines had been drawn, and our path was clear. We had asserted our dominance, but the world was still full of challenges. The road ahead would be fraught with  conflict and danger, but as long as we stood together and remained prepared, I was confident that we could face whatever came our way. Our journey was far from over, and I was determined to see it through to the end, no matter the cost.