Bonds - The Past Echoes | MHA Reader-Insert

The First, The Final

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Out of the darkness to the left, Class 1A watched as their perished classmate made their way back into the light and the world of the living. They walked forward, not with the weakness that one would expect someone who has had multiple brushes with death, but with a warrior's determination that didn't suit their small stature.

The rips and tears in their clothing made it seem like they had already been in a fierce battle, but that wasn't the case; that fight had yet to occur, but it was quickly approaching.

And who were they facing? The massive, imposing woman that they were marching towards. Both muscle-bound and tall, this could easily be considered a no contest even before quirks are factored in. The odds only worsened in doing so. A physically powerful quirk like hers made her opponent's own impressive quirk seem insignificant.

Never mind all of that, the woman was completely fresh, while the person nearing her had just spent stamina making their body resemble a human's again. Their history suggests that the woman will win with no modicum of trouble, but this contest will be unlike any they've took part in before.

This would be a brawl, a brawl in which neither participant would hold back.

Through the blurry images of her eyes, Uraraka managed to make out the blob that entered the light to meet the larger blob. The only person that it could've been was you, and in realizing that, her mind was cleared by the immense joy that rushed the sorrow out of her heart. Quickly, she tried her best to clear her vision as well, to watch the events that were about to unfold.

Midoriya, still unsure if the events in front of him should be allowed to happen, made a sudden, impulsive motion. That small flinch was enough for Bakugo to react, throwing his arm out to keep him from leaving their concrete domain. At least, that's how Midoriya interpreted it.

"Don't bother trying to stop this. Everything in their way is going to end up destroyed, even you." Bakugo said without taking his eyes off the two people in front of him.

He then turned his head to look back at the doors of Heights Alliance. In a wave, the class followed suit, but they all jumped in unison upon seeing Aizawa standing there with his arms crossed.

"I saw what she did. Do you expect me to stand here and just watch it occur all over again?" He asked them.

"Yes." Uraraka let out, causing everyone to turn and face her now.

"This is what has to happen, Aizawa-sensei. You know Y/N and Hikisaku-san, and how stubborn they are. This is the only way, they have to hurt each other in order to heal. If you want to try another solution, they'd end up dying of old age before it works anyway." She described to him with an eerie calmness reminiscent of your own.

Uraraka no longer hated that the two of you would be hurting each other. The match that was about to happen wasn't meaningless, it had a purpose, and a good one at that. At worst, this would piece together Hikisaku's fractured soul. At best, in addition to that, your similarly broken bond would be restored.

That didn't mean she wasn't worried, however. With all her heart, she hoped that the latter would be what comes to pass.

And although you refused to admit it, you were hellbent on making sure of that.

Your slow advance wasn't enough for you anymore. Your fighting spirit doubling with each passing second, the energy that overflowed in your body compelled you to begin progressively pick up speed. At first, you moved at a brisk jog, then a modest run, before finally breaking out into a full on sprint.