This is the story on how Aurora Stella
realised she could make a difference.
This is the story on how Katsuki Bakugou
realised he was enough.
Their eyes met and so did the flames, opposite morals colliding to reach one goal. Understanding each ot...
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"you're an idiot." waking up to that was delightful especially after everything that has happened.
"katsu.." my voice trailed off as I let a soft grunt as I closed my eyes briefly wanting to fall asleep once again but all I could remember was what happened only moments ago.
(italics = flashback)
Father.
Slice. Black shadow impaled him. His blood splattering against my face. Stain froze. Wide eyes as blood poured out of his mouth. A dark black figure was behind him, looking down on him as if he was nothing. The dark shadow had piercing black eyes that almost blended in with the shadow. "She's my victim." It looked directly at me, my body was trembling so much I fell back on my butt. I was terrified.
This was my father. It was my fathers quirk.
He was here. Right in front of me.
Stains body slid off the black sword that now vanished, collapsing to the floor gasping as blood poured out of him. The shadow chuckled darkly as looked at me. "I am the villain. Terror. And I will be your end." The shadow rushed towards me disappearing into thin air.
Silence.
Nobody spoke.
The only sound was Stain chocking on his own blood. This made me snap out of it. Crawling forward, my clothes stained with blood that was and wasn't mine.
The red liquid that was crawling on the floor was now in printed on me as I gently turned stains body around. This was a distraction from the fear I felt, I didn't want to logically think about what just happened.
Hands hovering over his wound, my finger lit up as I used the last of my energy to save his life despite the fact he was a villain.
"Why?" He croaked
"If I have a chance to make a difference. I will." I whispered. "I won't let someone die, when I have ability to save them. even if they're a killer. I am not."
"A real hero, tries to help the villain. It looks like I read you all wrong. You're worthy." was the last thing I heard before I fainted.
(italic = flashback end)
"oi?!" feeling a flick upon my head making my eyes open slightly seeing his crimson eyes staring down at me. "I haven't just came all this way for to fall back to sleep."
"I'm tired." I yawned burying my head into my pillow, pulling the bed sheets up, hiding underneath it until I felt the sheets lift up exposing the pale blue nightie provided by the hospital. White bandages going up my entire arm and covering my shoulder. Then a thick bandage around the side of my waist
