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Are you okay?

Hello! Long time no see, this isn't a forgotten book I'm just a busy bee trying to get her degree! That and I hyper-fixate to different fandoms and so I struggle to keep writing if I'm not actively passionate, anywho, I am rewatching and catching up with MHA with my bestie so none of what I'll write is story accurate.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

"Hey guys!" Is everyone okay?" I yell, my legs scream in exhaustion, I push forward through thick mud, I feel grass briefly lick at my ankles and branches nip at my arms as I make my way to my classmates. We'd been on a class camping trip, not with the school but as a fun weekend relaxing with friends, unfortunately, a handful of local villains must have been curious to the chorus of laughter and playful yells from inside the woods, perhaps they recognised us from U.A or just wanted to harass people in a general sense but they ambushed us, we were somewhat taken aback by their brazen approach but they were easier to deal with more so than the League Of Villains.

I had taken my own villain away from the campsite as it seemed his strength came from the light, so it only seemed sensible to isolate him further in the thicker brush before civilly taking him out, good thing he had a bigger ego than Bakugo and couldn't handle my taunts. Now we are here, safe and sound once again, accompanied by a tape bundle of captured villains, sticky purple balls plastering them together into a blubbering ball of angered men and women.

"Yeah we're all good, what about you Uraraka?" Iida spoke, most likely concerned from the few nicks on my skin, blood weeping from paper thin wounds.

"I'm all good, pretty unharmed, but um," my eyes scan the group for a certain boy with wild hair and clusters of scars, "where is Deku? He said he wouldn't go too far with his villain, shouldn't he be back by now?"

"Indeed, that is the question, we were wondering the same thing," comes Iida's response.

"Ehh don't stress will ya? He'll be back, he's too manly to fall to such a weak villain!" Kirishima chimes in, dosing the atmosphere with positivity.

"I do trust him Kirishima, just I'm worried because he should be back by now," my mind buzzes with endless thoughts of how he could be hurt, or that there could be more villains and he was led into a trap, but he's too smart for that, surely? Man why can't he walk through those bushes right now! I can't stand knowing he's on his own!

"Maybe I should go check for him? He could need help dragging his villain back!"

Iida tries to reason with me, I can hear it in his tone as he calls my name, his voice already a whisper in the breeze as I trudge my way through the bushes in the same direction I saw Deku leave.

I rush through the thickening brush, ferns tickling my bare legs, twigs snapping underfoot and bouncing up, scraping my ankles and lifting the skin, I can feel the burn of the wounds like a distant ghost, my body automatically kept running, I barely register my voice echoing through the wind, yelling out to Deku until my throat felt raw. He couldn't have gone too far, could he?

Suddenly my voice stops, it feels as though there's a wall blocking off the one thing reaching for him, tears drip down my face as the worst ideas come to mind, did he get caught in a trap, I truly hope not, but he could be hurt, or even defeated! What... if he's?

I cut that thought off, I couldn't bear the idea of him not in this world.

I clear my throat violently, a hoarse call comes through once more, I cup my mouth to make it louder past the strain.