Burning~

Chapter 18~

Twenty minutes later--

That hair style really does suit him~ I giggled as I remembered Aizawa's face.

The car came to a sudden stop, and the hospital came to view. 

"Thank you." I said to the taxi driver as I handed him the payment.

I closed the door behind me and headed inside the building.

The view that greeted me wasn't what I'd imagine, it looked nothing like the hospital I had trained in before.

It was crowded. Children crying. Bloodied people, many unconsious, other connected to IV machines in the halls of the hospital.

"W-what the-" I muttered under my breath.

"You must be Ms. L/N? Please follow me" A young nurse asked me out of breath with sweat dripping down her temple.

As I followed the woman I saw more of the horror that greeted me at the beginning.

" Excuse me, are all of the victims from Kamino city alone?!" I asked, surprised laced in my voice.

"The majority are, a few are from neighboring towns that got affected."

"Understood, take me to the most severe patients first."

"Yes ma'am" she continued on the same path, letting me know that she was going to take me to most severe patients whether or not I asked.

As we entered the East Wing of the hospital, screams filled our ears. The smell of blood was repulsing. Much like the lobby of the hospital, this one also had patients in the halls.

"MOMMY!" A child screamed in pain as he grabbed his mother's unconsious body.

It wasn't just him, others groaned and cried, clutching their wounds.

Doctors were all around the place doing as much as they could.

My mouth was agape.

The nurse infront of me, went in search of a mask and gloves as I stood perplexed.

"Ms.L/N please put these on."

I looked down at my hands at the neatly folded mask, coat, and gloves.

Y/N, get it together.

I breathed in hard before putting them on.

My quirk is to safe those in need, to rescue those that need saving.

I started walking, I had to start somewhere, help someone.

The weeping child met my eyes. That look he gave me broke something in me.

As I got closer to him, I glanced at his mother looking at her condition. 

Her leg was bruised and twisted, much like Young Midoriya's after the Sport Festival. However, the bone was sticking out. She's probably out due to the pain. She also had blood dripping down her head, collision from the rubble most likely.

"M-miss." I snapped out of my thoughts as the boy pulled on my coat.

"I-is my m-mommy okay..?" His voice faltered as he continued on crying, his arms trembled as well as his breath.

I kneeled infront of the young boy and patted his head with my hand.

"Dont worry baby, your mommy will be back to normal in a minute."

He kept looking at me with his glassy eyes.

"Y-you p-promise?" he asked as he stuck his pinky infront of my face.

"I promise." I declared as I wrapped my pinky with the child's.

"Now, for me to heal mommy I need you to close your eyes and count to sixty, okay?"

"okay..." he mumbled dobtfully as he closed his eyes and began counting.

I stretched my legs and stood to gace the wounded woman.

Her face looked paler and deadlier than before. 

I placed my palm in her stomach and released my power in her body. Feeling the embers of my quirk travel through her, rejuvenating every damaged cell in her body, fixing the bone and muscle tissue that was broken or torn.

"fifty-five" The boy continued counting with his eyes closed.

The woman's perplextion became inhabited by color welcoming the new flow of energy.

"Sixty.." he removed his hand from his eyes carefully and slowly as if to prepare himself for disappointment. 

Noticibly surprised, his eyes widened at his mother's healthy complexion.

"MOM!" He tried jumping to her, but I stopped him.

"Your mommy's resting right now, she'll wake up once she's got her energy, okay?" I started. "So for the mean time you should let the kind nurse patch up your scratches."

"Okay miss." he said in a better mood, as the nurse who was guiding me early came with gauze for his shallow wounds.

"That was very impressive L/N." The nurse whispered in my ear as she walked by me.

"Thank you." I slightly bowed at the woman and turned around to meet the shocked looks of many doctors and nurses. 

I felt that sense of pride and honor that I always felt when healing my patients.

I tried not to get distracted and headed to the next patient.