Painful {Aizawa/Izuku Platonic story}

Chapter 15

Nedzu is a bit of an asshole here. This chapter is also short because hey, I like cliffhangers.

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"NEDZU! YOUR ORDERS!"

Cementoss hollered over the raging roar in his ears, sweat dripping down his head as he felt his grip on the ground slipping.

The kid was hunched over on the ground on all fours, shivering and spazzing as if he was having a seizure. But the power went on, on each pulse, the ground rumbled, the trees swayed, and the pavement cracked.

Chunks of flying debris sailed towards every direction as if they were being fired from a canon; air whistling from the speed and velocity as the ground cracked on impact.

"NEDZU!," Endeavor yelled, his voice quickly gone in the wind as chunks of degree hit him. "THE CHILD- ACK!"
A large tree that was uprooted came barreling towards the flame Hero, hitting him on his right arm. That, along with the sudden harsh winds sent him flying in the other direction as he lost his footing.

All Might stood his ground, steam erupting from his form. It's no use.

He can't move.

He can't reveal his true form.

He still had thirty minutes left; why is he already deteriorating?

Gang Orca opened his maw, a desperate "PRINCIPAL!," escaping from his mouth accompanied by his voice quirk.

The Principal, who now stood fifteen feet away from Izuku, gave nothing more than an ear twitch to acknowledge the number ten hero's plea.

It dawned on the Hero that the principal had a mad grin on his face, dark anticipation lurking beneath his beady eyes as debris dangerously grazed his suit, barely missing him by a quarter inch at most.

If he didn't stop this, the ground will be destroyed.

He needs to do damage control.

"Aizawa!" He suddenly jerked at the realization. He cocked his head to the side- but..

Shouta was kneeling, unaffected by the powerful pulses that the child emitted, that along with a nasty gash and blood dripping from his hairline.

His eyes were rolled back, breathing labored as he struggled to keep his ground. Shit.

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"Absolutely amazing." Nedzu breathed, looking at Izuku with his paws clasped in a praising manner. "Your performance level.. Your power.. Your control- .. Midoriya Izuku. You are an exceptional being."

Izuku spazzed on the ground, gasping for air as he let out a wail.

It was so painful.

It hurt.

It hurtsithurtsithurtssomuch-

The ground beside him cracked, a black most leaking out of the crevices as they swirled into form.

Blood rushes out of his nose, tears red and running down his cheeks as he let out a strangled scream that was easily muffled by a blob of red liquid pushing out his throat and out his mouth.

He can't breathe.

Two humanoid forms stand beside him on each side, bodies so red they looked like glowing projections. Black mist wrapped around their bodies, a thin line forming on their face as it opened up, revealing sharp canine teeth. The most filtered out of their mouths.

They were hungry.

So, so hungry.

Demons.

Nedzu cackled in glee.

Real life Demons.

"Show me what you can do, Izuku-"

Suddenly, everything dispersed.

And everyone collapsed, except for the principal, who stood there, in front of the bleeding form of Midoriya Izuku, confused when debris dropped from mid-air, followed by uprooted and mangled trees.

And there stood Aizawa Shouta, by the sidelines, arm outstretched to the seven year old and a cross look on his face.

"Nedzu," he grit his teeth, wincing but not blinking as he suppresses Izuku's power.

"You have a lot of explaining to do."

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