A Collector

Burn Baby Burn

Masaki finally got over being sick — but now she's more pissed than she's ever been.

How!?

How is it that the one week she's sick, Izuku leaves!

And she has to deal with some homeless burned extra stalking the school.

but what pisses her off the most is that these extras are acting like they care.

if they did they would have helped.

they would have helped Zuzu...

 Before she could consider that further, there was a long groan from above, followed by the hiss of water. For a moment, Masaki wasn't sure what was happening, and then she realised the building's sprinkler system was going. Since she was wearing her school uniform she was wet now... Urgh! They were going to be a pain to get off and dry and...

Why had the sprinklers triggered?

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Dabi looked around. He hadn't been in many schools. Hospitals, pharmacies and doctor's surgeries, yes, he was familiar with all of them and knew exactly how to get in and out to get what he needed with the minimum of fuss but a school was a new experience.

He knew people worked here but it seemed so routine, so regimented. The desks were arranged in groups of four, sometimes with a walkway between them but some formed a pod. There were little touches of the people who worked here. A photo pinned there, a plant here but it was all- He shuddered. He never fooled himself into thinking he could be one of the good guys but there were times when he was actually glad of that. Now was one of them.

"Who are you!?"

Dabi rolled his eyes at the question.  

Dabi extended his hands. "Prominence Burn," he muttered, almost bored but if it's for Izuku he'd do it.

Instantly, blue fire wrapped around him and for a moment it felt warm before Dabi felt it burn him. He didn't care. The fire lanced out, straight into the running students. Dabi kept the fire from spearing out, concentrating it on the children

The beam flared out of existence quickly. Dabi hadn't had much time to generate it, so it was short lived, but had done enough.

Dabi ignored the smell as the children's screams were cut short by the heat of the fire. His body fell to the ground and the fire continued to burn. All over the class little fires were burning.

Dabi looked at the corpses disinterestedly. He'd seen enough burnt bodies over the years to know what they looked like.

Pft-hsss... Further thought vanished as water splashed down on him, and the body and office as a light rain. The fires still burned. His fire wasn't so cold as to be put out so easily but it didn't spread. Dabi shook his head and rolled his eyes. Of course, he'd triggered the sprinklers.

It was safe to assume an alarm would be going to the Fire Brigade and the nominated local hero...

Fuck...