A Little Bit Quirky

Chapter 35: Panic

A.N: Next chapter!!!!!!!! We're slowly approaching the finale, but there's still at least ten more chapters so don't worry!  There won't be much BakuDeku in this chapter or the next, but Todoroki may get a bae in the next chap....... 

Hope you guys are enjoying recent developments and thanks for all the support!!!

Warning: Slight gore and minor sexual content that some may find triggering. The sexual content is not smut btw, its more like a threat, so don't expect anything between our two fav gay bois. 

Izuku's P.O.V:
"...Jiro...?"

I blink, brows furrowing. "Wh....How....?" She bends down and grabs my mother and Mrs. Bakugo by their bound hands, dragging them closer to the silver table. The dim, purple light casts strange shadows across her blank face as Wolfgang stands and moves to her side.  "I....I don't understand...." I mumble, grip tightening on Iida's body. My lip trembles and I glance at Aizawa, who is still busy trying to stop All Might's wound from bleeding. He struggles on the floor, scooping the blood pooling out beneath the number one hero and trying desperately to pour it back into the gaping wound on his torso. He mumbles numbly beneath his breath, eyes wide and unseeing. Next, I look down at the boy in my lap, an all-consuming fury creeping up on me. Blood stains his tattered clothes and his legs are twisted at odd angles, bones protruding from the skin. Bruises line his calves in splotches of faded yellow, green and deep purple.

Finally, I turn back to Jiro, only to watch in horror as Wolfgang clicks his fingers. "Sit."
Jiro drops to her knees, eyes bright and vibrant. She doesn't look in a daze or under anyone's control. She looks as she always does and that scares me more than I'd like to admit.
Wolfgang perches himself on the edge of the table and spreads his legs, patting his thigh. Jiro, on cue, shuffles forward on her knees and settles her chin on his leg, turning her adoring gaze to the blonde without hesitation. 

"Do you like my pet, Izuku?" He pats her head, threading his fingers through her short hair. A low growl thunders out of my throat and I slide Iida carefully off me, placing his head gently on the ground. Wolfgang pulls her chin down, Jiro's mouth popping open and plunges two fingers between her lips. She gags, but doesn't pull away as Wolfgang toys with her mouth, saliva slipping down her chin and neck. Spring green eyes meet my own and Wolfgang offers a sadistic smirk. "She's a hero breed." He chuckles and then pulls his fingers from Jiro's mouth, before kicking her away. She tumbles to the floor, head bashing against the ground, but quickly crawls back to his feet, blood seeping from her mouth where she'd bitten her tongue. "Stop it!" I cry, pulling myself to my feet and wiping blood from my eye. I don't remember when I injured it, but its aching now, almost swollen shut. Wolfgang grins. "Akako-chan, play with our pet." The girl slinks over and grabs Jiro, tossing her onto the table harshly. I move to help her and am suddenly thrown aside by Wolfgang's well-placed kick to my chest. I land beside All Might and Aizawa, breath escaping my lungs in a pained gasp, just as Akako pins Jiro to the table and grabs the shirt of her pizza-delivery uniform. It rips, buttons scattering everywhere and Akako pulls a knife, seemingly from nowhere. "NOOOO!!!!"

The knife comes down and crimson paints the floor in twirling arcs and patterns. Jiro doesn't scream as the sharp blade carves into the skin of her bare torso, she simply turns her head to the side and smiles at me. A single tear slides down her cheek and plops against the floor.

Rage floods me and I force One For ALL through my veins, faster than I ever had before. It explodes in my system and I'm flung forward, crashing into the silver table and knocking Akako to the ground. Wolfgang's smirk slips from his face and his eyes widen, as I throw a punch at him, a roar ripping itself from my throat. The boy doesn't even try to dodge and we both fall to the floor in a pile of struggling limbs. His nose crunches beneath my fist and the sound sends a sick sense of satisfaction through me. I don't have the time to revel in the villain's pained exclamation however, when Oz is suddenly beside me, his gloved hand grabbing my wrist and pulling me back, effortlessly. I'm surprised by his strength as I'm spun around and suddenly pushed to my knees, arm twisted behind my back to keep me in place. Fire flares across my shoulder and down my back. "Wolf..." Oz calls worriedly from behind me, as I reach down to my pocket to retrieve my phone and call for back-up. Discreetly, I dial Uraraka's number, heart hammering in my chest, as Wolfgang pulls himself to his feet and Akako abandons Jiro's bloody, lacerated body. I see that she's still breathing and swallow my sigh of relief as Akako approaches. "You can have the honour." Wolfgang states, wiping blood from his mouth and spreading it across his cheek. It looks eerily like war paint.
Akako, with a firm nod, steps in front of me, so close I can smell her sweet perfume, feel it clogging my nose. She places her hand on my chest and for a moment there's a silence, before everything explodes.
Electricity sparks at Akako's fingertips and singes through my clothes, melting my skin and rattling along my bones. Agony tears through every muscle, every single nerve in my body and I scream so loudly, it pierces my own ears. The smell of singed hair and  burnt flesh wafts around me and in the air is a crackling sensation that nips at my skin. The electricity jolts through my body and I can feel my heart stop in my chest, frozen with the pain and terror, as my eyes roll back into my skull.
Then it's over and my head falls forward, body convulsing under Oz's grip. My limbs tremble and I desperately call forth One For All, but the pain is so real I can't focus. It's as if the quirk passed onto me isn't even there any more, burned up by the electricity and I'm left drowning in fear, because its just like before.