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67: 𝑀𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑦

The ground of the Villa rumbled and shook. Cementos used his quirk to rip open the compound bringing the villains on the upper levels out. They ran to battle in a state of shock and confusion. They didn't understand where they came from. How they found out.

The shaking and rumbling shook the building through its core. But Kira didn't wake up.

She was laying on the floor of her cell. Drenched in sweat. Her skin was hot to the touch but she felt like she was freezing. She was stuck in a restless sleep, frowning as she laid there.

Her infection had only gotten worse in the days since Dabi's attack. Now she was feverish. Hadn't been able to keep anything down for the last few days. She was in a lot of pain.

On top of all that she still had a broken arm and possibly broken ribs. She was asleep, having a feverish dream that was about everything and nothing at the same time. Lights and images of fighting that her brain turned up when hearing the battle outside.

Someone ran down the hall, hands trembling as they tried their best to open the lock and throw the door open.

"KIRA!" He yelled, the ground shook and he fell right by the bars of her cage. "WE HAVE TO GO NOW KIRA!"

The girl just let out a groan. Not even hearing the words that were being yelled. "THE HEROES ARE HERE! Come on wake up!" He said, touching her shoulder. Trying not to hurt her anymore.

She whined and opened her single good eye. It felt stiff and crusted from sleep. "Zane...." She groaned

"Shit!" Zane whispered, putting a hand to her forehead. "You're burning up. This isn't good. Come on we need to get you to a hero!"

He wrapped an arm around her back and pulled her up into a sitting position. "Come on I know you're sick! But we have to get up-" and explosion too close shook the building, cutting him off. "Come on!" He pleaded with her.

Zane bent forward, arms around her ready to pick her up and run. She was disturbingly light. Barely weighing anything. Kira had always been a fairly thin person. But this was worse. Zane hadn't noticed just how much weight she had lost until just now. Seeming to weigh at least twenty pounds less than she did when she came here.

Kira shivered. Probably from the fever or because he had removed her blanket. "Here." He pulled off his jacket while sitting in a couch with her leaning on his legs. He pulled it over her and got ready to pick her up again.

He had to get her out and he needed to do it now. She needed a hospital. Now was his chance.

Get her to a pro while they were here attacking. Any pro he could. I didn't matter if they thought he was a villain and attacked him or whatever. Her life is what's important.

"Zane?" Kira whispered again. Much more awake now.

"The heroes are here." He whispered. "Y-you're safe Kira... I'm gonna make sure you get out of here."

He started to lead her though the small opening of the barred wall. Stepped and standing up.

"Stop."

They froze. Zane looked up, trembling. Kira just groaned in achy pain and wrapped the jacket around herself. Trying to stay conscious.

"M-mom..." Zane whispered. Momma stood in the doorway, head almost touching the top. Her body blocked all of the light.

"Get away from her Zane." Momma said calmly. Pulling out a gun.

"What? N-no! No you can't!" Zane pleaded. He pulled Kira to a standing position beside him. She stood wobbly on her feet. But the haze of her fever was starting to clear as fear set in.

She swallowed. Throat achy and dry.

"Come stand by me." Momma said again, pointing the gun at Kira who stared back at her. "This has gone far enough."

"No what about-" Zane pleaded.

"Don't mention the quirk Zane. I know you've only been using that as an excuse to keep her safe." Momma sighed. "Now it's the very reason I'm killing her."

"W-what-"

"I know too much... That it? You don't want to risk that information falling back into enemy hands." Kira whispered, voice hoarse. Interrupting Zane. She could feel his fear, for both Kira and himself. Without thinking she slipped her hand into his. Intertwining their fingers in a way she's only ever done before with Bakugou.

"Looks like you're already on death's door." Momma mused. "I'd be doing you a service."

"Mom please-" Zane whispered.

"That's enough out of you!" Momma snapped at him. "You're in no position to be asking favors. Going behind my back and helping the enemy. I should have known you were too naive. It's my fault I suppose... Of course you'd end up with a crush on the first girl to look your way."

Zane's face was red. Whether from embarrassment or anger no one really knew. "No! Stop mom this isn't right! You can't kill her please!"

"Stop it!" Momma yelled. He flinched. "Get out now. I won't ask again. Stay here and I'll make you watch as I tear her to shreds."

"Please..." Zane whispered.

"Just go Zane." Kira whispered, hair hiding her face. "You've done enough... Thank you." She pulled her hand away from his again. Letting him go.

"See?" Momma asked, gesturing to Kira. "Just let her Die. Sometimes it's better to just put a creature out of it's misery."

Momma stared at Kira. Yellow eyes tracking her like prey as Kira leaned against the bars of the cell. "She's accepted it... So should you."

"N-no I-" Zane stammered, staring at Kira. She was crying, trembling as tears poured from her eyes. Half trailing down her cheeks while the others soaked the bandage around her eye.

There was a click as Momma turned the safety off and held the gun at Kira. "I should have done this a long time ago Kira... My sweet girl. I just wanted to keep you so badly..."

For the first time they both noticed the tears brewing in Momma's own eyes. The only shred of humanity she'd shown to Kira. A small year of guilt.

"If you had only been good... Obeyed like me Zane..." The woman whispered. Her grip on the gun tightened as she prepared to shoot. Ready to put Kira down like a dog who was too dangerous to keep any longer. "I would have given you everything..."

"You can't give me anything..." Kira whispered. "I would have been your prisoner. Your slave. I choose freedom."

"You choose death." Momma whispered as she took aim. Taking a deep breath in... And pulling the trigger.

"Naive little girl..."

Bang.