The First Generation

Nomu

"Urgh... Nice fucking fling, Deku."

Katsuki was on his back, his arms flung at either side of him as he looked up to the ceiling, in a daze. When he had bene thrown, he'd gone right through a window, and skimmed across the ground. When he finally stopped, he was on his back, looking up at the roof with absolutely no focus whatsoever to him.

The back of his left hand had a nasty cut on it, but it wasn't anything particularly deep. More like a paper-cut than anything else, though he suspected that it might scar. It certainly wasn't shy about leaking out blood. For some reason though, it didn't bother him.

Being thrown like that, at that speed and through a window had left him disorientated and slightly dizzy. Normally, he could have used his Quirk to help balance him out as he flew towards the building, but everything had happened to quickly he hadn't been able to. Besides, what had his options there been? If he hadn't gone through the window, he would have almost certainly fallen all the way down to the ground.

So this was probably preferable.

He wasn't in any particular pain either, despite the cut on the back of his hand. If anything, there was a surge of exhilaration throughout his body, though it wouldn't transmit that to his brain. He didn't really feel much of anything.

"Blitzkrieg?" Not Deku's voice. Not Ashido's either. Or Uraraka's.

Tilting his head just slightly to see who it was, he was greeted by Todoroki suddenly standing over him. He seemed a lot less injured than he was, and he wasn't particularly out of it. Chunks of ice clung onto his body. Had he used his ice as a shield of some sort?

If anyone was going to survive being slammed into a building at who knew what height, it was probably going to end up being him. His ice generation gave him the most leeway for survival.

"Are you alright?" The hooded teenager knelt down and tapped his shoulders lightly, checking for concussion. The building shook, and some of the glass that hung to the frame that Katsuki had been flung through fell. "Here, how many fingers am I holding up?" Todoroki held up three fingers.

Katsuki held up his middle finger and flipped him off.

"Yeah, you're fine." Todoroki stood back onto both his feet, and offered his friend a hand to help him get back onto his feet. Katsuki accepted, and was back onto his feet in just a couple of seconds. "You think you're alright to keep going?"

"You take me for a fucking weakling?" Rubbing his eyes for tears that had come from barely blinking and dust, Katsuki blinked, and his red eyes and pupils returned to their normal ratios. "I'm good. I'm dizzy but that isn't gonna stop me."

Now that he was on his feet, and took the time to realize where exactly he was, something occurred to him that hadn't when he was on the ground – Aside from him and Todoroki, there wasn't anyone else on this floor with them.

"Where're the others?"

"I think Alien Queen and Maverick landed on a below us. I kind of saw them when I was headed this way."

"And Infinity Girl?"

Todoroki didn't say anything, instead glancing just through the window, and gritting his teeth. When he finally did speak, it was quietly, and slowly. "I'm... I'm not sure. I didn't – "

Without needing another word, Katsuki made his way to the broken window as quickly as he could in his wobbly, disoriented state, and squinted his eyes, trying to see if the Zero Gravity Quirk user was anywhere to be spotted. He scanned the area quickly, attracted to the brighter colors from this high up. He blinked a few times, and rubbed his eyes again, hoping that he'd catch some sign of her.