I am the only one left
With this power called 'quirk'
I turned to be the number one hero...
Without effort.
And I hated that.
......
Leaning on the cold wet wall underground, is none other than the number one hero. He heaved a deep breathe, feeling the pain and the blood gashing out from a deep wound on his side.
"Fuck" he gasped quietly when he slowly removed his hand that covered his wound.
Watching the red sticky blood slowly flowing out from his body made him feel dizzy. His head swam in pain and exhaustion.
Panting, he dragged his broken leg onwards; deeper into the underground.
Sweat dripped down his forehead, mingling with his blood inside an open wound on his head.
Katsuki winced at the sight of the stairs down. The pain is already unbearable, going down with a broken leg would only mean more pain, or even worse- death.
He thought of something; something that he can do with a broken leg, but he can't think of any idea. Katsuki sighed, then he managed to lean on the wall once again. Slowly sitting down the wet ground, trying not to damage his deep wounds any further.
He patted his clothes then he began checking in his pockets until he finally felt a bump on his army camouflage jacket. Katsuki bit his bloody lower lip, hesitating to pull out the communication device from his pocket.
"God damn it!" He exclaimed, hissing as the pain shot from his broken leg and up to his side then towards his head. The pain is unbearable.
Katsuki inhaled slowly, his shaking breath audible in the silent tunnel. He leaned his head on the wall and closed his eyes in a short while; calming himself.
If he were to use the 'walkie talkie', it would mean that he needed help from the underground heroes guild or the U.H.G.
And help would only mean pulling down his dignity and pride. Not to mention that he is the leader of the underground guild. The founder even.
But he can't die here either.
Being the only hope of the people, he can't just lay down and die. He has to fight and he will without hesitation. No matter how many times, no matter how painful and hard. Katsuki can't and won't bring down their hopes and dreams. Just by thinking about it, he felt like he is carrying the world on his back. Truly, it was his obligation as the number one hero.
A title that the people bestowed on him.
But that title comes with power, along with obligation and pressure.
Hesitantly, Katsuki pressed the on button on the device. He waited for a short while when he heard nothing but statics. Then, there it is...
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The Number Ones: Future Arc
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