Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice, from what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favour fire. But if I had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. -R.F.
"Mmmm" I groan a little as my eyes open. My whole body feels bruised and my eyes feel dry as I look up at the bright ceiling lights. Where am I?
"I see you're waking up now" a voice comes from beside me and my eyes flick to the side to see recovery girl.
"Waking up?" I ask curiously as it dawns on me, that i'm in the recovery room.
"Did I hit my head or something?" I ask a little groggily.
"You have a concussion, you must have hit your head when you fell" she tells me "don't worry you'll be better in no time, though I doubt you'll still be able to participate in the next round."
"What no" I say trying to sit up but my body won't like my limbs are too tired "mmmmm maybe you're right...."
I say in more of a whisper now, I can't believe I won't be competing after all that.
"Can I still watch?" I ask quietly a little afraid my voice might break.
"Of course, you should be feeling better soon if you sleep a little more. But you should be better by the time it's that Todoroki boy's match"
I blush, "w, why would you say that," I stutter embarrassed.
"Well he was the one who brought you in after you passed out in the hall," she tells me "he seemed quite concerned and said he would check in before his match but he had to go talk to someone first."
"Oh," I say a little surprised I hadn't really considered how I had gotten here, had he just stumbled across me I wondered but my thoughts were cut short.
"Rest a bit more now," Recovery girl tells me sternly and kisses me on the head. With that, I drift off again with only a slight feeling of sadness and disappointment in myself.
*****
"Angel" my eyes shoot open to see Todo beside me, and my mind stuttered for a moment like I was trying to remember something but the only thing I can remember from my dream is a dark roof and a feeling of fear.
"I hear you were the one who carried me here" I say blushing a bit and trying to push aside the lingering feeling from my dream "so thank you."
I meet his eyes to see a worry in them that I doubt would be noticeable if I didn't know him so well. He was always a little difficult to read with his calm relatively unchanging expression, but the closer we got the more I noticed the slight changes in his expression and the way his eyes told me everything I needed to know if I was brave enough to meet them.
"So your okay," he asks me quietly and I sit up and turn to look at him more closely, I gently grab his hand from where it sits on his leg and squeeze gently.
"Thanks to you, I'm just disappointed I don't get to compete now, but i'll be there to cheer you on" I add with a smile
"Good" he said with that small smile of his "I have to go now before my match starts" he adds as he starts to stand.
"Good luck" I say and squeeze his hand one last time, before he walks out the door with a last glance back at me before disappearing out the door.
*****
As I make my way back towards the stadium I feel as though the weight of my limbs is pulling my body down but at least I'm not in any pain.
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Wings
Fanfiction'She made broken look beautiful, She made strong look invincible, And she wore the weight of the world on her shoulders, And made it look like a pair of wings' -A My name is Angelica Akuma and with my parents gone and the only person I cared ab...
