𝒟𝑜 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌? ᰔ K. Bakugo

Chapter 17: Thelema - Øfdream

A/N: realized that my vocabulary is pretty shitty. MAYBE! If I learn animation in some years, y'all get an edit with this sound and this scene. And pls forgive me if i mischaracterize Bakugo his character is very complex.

*=material which the spikes are made of. Was tired of always writing that so let's js go with crystal

written on: 24.09.2023

Thelema - Øfdream

Something was there; hidden by the synthetic tranquil air was something predatory staring at you, its body itching for the right moment to attack you. 

And it did, or to be particularly exact, they did. 

"Hold on tight or I'll leave you to die. Don't vomit on me if you need to", said you to Bakugo on your back while his hands secured themselves around your neck, your glare hardening as you felt the slight movement of the air, quickly leaning to your left side and avoiding the arrow someone had shot at you. 

Your spikes secured themselves onto the boy on your back, protecting him while you weren't able to safely operate your quirk or use the full capacity to prevent the danger of recognition. 

Several arrows shot down onto your small figure, your soles pressing onto the ground as you jumped forward, the direction changing from left to right while the arrows narrowly missed you by some centimeters (Inches). The invisible wall was acting as a barrier between you and them, hiding like cowards from their greatest danger.

 You. 

The sound of something cracking reverberated through the tense air, its atmosphere building up as the barrier endured the right hook you sent towards it, creating spin webs made of fissures. 

The sound of glass crashing could be heard loudly in the woods, your spine craning to the floor with the additional weight added, careful not to accidentally hit his head as a spear formed out of thin air. 

They looked encouraged to defeat you, working in synchrony. 

Ropes shot out of the perpetrator's hand, failing at tying you up, your hand pulling at the braided threads as it reached its end, swinging the villain's body around to dodge the water and plant quirk coming at you, harming their own people. 

You ripped the rope from the user, the balance of your body switching with every second and avoiding the attacks of the guy with an arrow quirk, his colleagues all attacking at the same time and separately in one.

Their fighting experiences were as clear as glass. Their quirks worked in harmony against you, someone who was sleep-deprived and starved. 

Only one group or duo will come out alive in this battle. 

Your body was in the air, your jump high enough to evade the thorn of water, its sharp point directed at your heart, your body flipping midair as you took the situation to your advantage, using the impact to spin around and strike three people, their bodies flying backward and taking several with them. 

Your burns hadn't even recovered yet, the black surface acting as a shield and weapon at the same time while the black material crept upon Bakugo's face, covering his sight. 

Without warning, the crystal* on your hand expanded, your body turning in a whole circle as you slashed several of the criminal's throats, their blood splashing into every direction while you ducked, avoiding the liquid.

Holding onto the shoulder of one of them, you pierced through the bodies of several people. A shield was created by another quirk user, your knuckles colliding with the hard surface, waves of energy flowing through the shield as it shook and vanished, the villain that had tried to touch you miserably failing as he shared the same fate as the already dead bodies.