There wasn’t enough time to think, just enough time to act on instincts. Everything moved too fast, or too slow as he ran past the villain towards the familiar voice of a certain blonde. The thought of the explosive blonde saving him was almost unbelievable until he stopped in the middle of the hallway to see Bakugou and Kirishima at a hole that wasn’t there in the first place. Kirishima gave him a worried look after they made eye contact, but was running to the kitchen before he could call out.
“Move outta the way Half n’ Half!”
Shouto jumped to the side as soon as he saw the other raising his hand ready to use his explosive quirk, falling first on his hands and knees hissing when a burst of pain shot up through his left leg. A loud explosion soon echoed around the building, but it felt like it was set off ten times bigger causing the building to shake harder than what it was supposed to. The floor beneath him started cracking, barely having anytime to scream before the floor gave in falling down to the other floor. It felt like there was another villain here that had a quirk of making things repeat as the floor broke beneath his feet. The landing was twice as painful as the first, as he laid on his back directly on top of a pile of the broken wood putting his arms up in front of his face as more debris fell from above.
Nothing could compare to the amount of pain he felt at the moment, even his father’s beatings couldn’t be slightly compared to the feeling of pain that continued to pulse from his leg, chest, and other various parts of his body. Once the building settled, Shouto started to push the broken pieces off to the side, wincing when the aching pain in his chest doubled, pushing himself up into a sitting position to look at the damage the explosion caused. There was a hole where he once stood from above, but there was some cursing and yelling above as well. Before he could make a move to get up, the building started to shake again after another explosion was set off somewhere above.
Moving the rest of the debris off his legs, the wound on his left leg looked worse than what it did before Bakugou and Kirishima burst through the door, literally. The wound was bleeding more from the sudden impact, tiny pieces of wood that broke off after the landing dug deeply into his cut dry and fresh blood sticking onto his jeans and skin. Shouto bent his leg close to his chest in a careful, slow manner to get a better look at it finding more and more pieces of wood inside the bloody mess. He was honestly surprised how deep the cut was as he pulled out one of the bigger pieces, biting his lip when the painful sensation was too much. Taking a deep breathe, he started to dig his fingers into the open flesh to take out anymore splinters inside the cut, biting his left wrist to keep himself from screaming out in pain.
Piece after piece, bloody splinters fell onto the pile of broken wood, tasting blood in his mouth as his teeth broke through the skin from biting too hard. Cursing under his breath, there was still a few splinters inside the wound before the building started to shake again causing his nails to scrape against the open flesh. There was a moment of silence as the building soon started to settle back down, then there was someone yelling, but this time it sounded closer than before. Pulling his hand away from the now bloody, slightly more open wound, Shouto wiped his hand along his ripped jeans as the shouting got louder.
‘They’re probably on the floor above this one, still not entirely sure if it’s Bakugou and Kirishima, or Dabi and Spinner.’
“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU HALF AND HALF?!”
‘Definitely Bakugou and Kirishima.’
“Bakugu?! Kirishima?! I’m down here!”
There was shuffling before Kirishima peeked his head out from the hole above smiling widely when he saw Shouto sitting down below. Bakugou soon appeared as well, but with a frown than smiling as he made a gesture for him to move out of the way. Shouto pushed himself on his feet stumbling over to the side like a newborn foul only to fall back down on his knees when his legs gave out from under him. Kirishima and Bakugou must have jumped down through the hole since there was a sound of feet landing directly on the pile of wood where he last sat.
“You alright Todoroki? We couldn’t find you up there, but didn’t know you fell through the floor, or uh, floors.”
“It’s alright Kirishima. I’m fi-”
“Bullshit Icyhot. Enough with the tough act, and tell us what’s wrong.”
“Fine, I have a cut from earlier on my left leg, so it’s hard for me to walk by myself, and there might be more injuries due to falling through two floors.”
“Sorry Todoroki, we should have gotten you outta the way first before going off. We were able to take down that Spinner dude, but I don’t about Dabi since Bakubro was dealing with him.”
“Shitface is dealt with, right now we need to get the hell outta here before that sh-”
Before Bakugou could finish his sentence, the smell of burnt wood started to fill the air as the sound of someone laughing like a maniac could be heard somewhere above. Kirishima moved in front of him with his quirk activated, but Bakugou stayed where he stood as a body engulfed in blue flames landed where they last stood. The wood didn’t last long before burning quickly into ash from the heat of the flames that started to spread around the room faster than normal fires would.
Dabi grinned at them widely, stretching the staples that held his skin and burnt flesh together looking back at both the hardening and explosive users before staring straight into his eyes. They pierced right into his soul as the flames grew stronger, spreading onto the floor and ceiling. Trying to summon some ice with his right side, the flames only made the ice evaporate faster than the fire spreading around them. It wouldn’t stop spreading, it kept getting closer and closer. Smoke filled the room, making it harder to breathe going into a coughing fit when he accidentally inhaled some of the smoke. Using his sleeve, he went to cover his nose and mouth trying to follow the instructions Fuyumi taught him. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out.
“See ya shitface.”
Everything happened to fast, there was flames heading towards them one moment, and the next thing he knows he’s flying out of the building as blue flames engulfed the top half of the abandoned apartment. Blink. The fire was getting smaller. Another blink. A blur of gray flashed in front of him. Another blink. Warm arms cradled his body close to there’s. Shouto could barely hear what was being said or yelled as a continuous static sound kept ringing in his head. He can feel the vibration of their voice, leaning his head closer into their chest as the adrenaline faded, and exhaustion took over his body. Slowly his eyes started to close, the last thing he saw were the blue flames that he once looked at awe, but now...he can only look at them in fear.
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‘Pathetic.’
He can feel his flames burn inside, wanting to be released. To burn everything around him like the stupid building the freak chose as a hideout for the dual duirk user. Dabi looked back at the burning building as the heroes try to get his students away from the building before calling to get it extinguished. His dear little brother laid unconscious in the arms of the underground pro hero, it must have been exhausting even with the injuries he gained from trying to escape in the first place. He would have stitched it for the boy when he made lizard face go check around the building, but the explosive brat and his friend found them before that could have happened. How was he supposed to know that his flames added with the explosion the kid decided to set off would have made the explosion bigger than what it was supposed to be?
Scoffing in annoyance, Dabi turned around to see lizard face holding a cut he got on his arm tightly with a part of his shirt he ripped off. He would have left the other behind, but he’s still surprisingly needed in the League of Villains, so he went back to look for the villain. The explosive brat made a direct explosion towards the wall to make their escape, but his safety during that moment wasn’t important, Shouto’s safety. When he made eye contact with his younger brother’s heterochromia eyes, he can see the fear from the flames as his ice melted from the heat. It upsetted him, but what upset him the most was the injuries he saw, spotting new ones here and there. He didn’t expect for him to be getting injured more than he already did at the bastard’s house, and he knows since he had been through the same before the youngest was born.
“If you still have your cell, call Kurogiri. Tell him the Todoroki kid was rescued by two of his stupid friends and two of his teachers, and that we’re gonna need a warp gate to get there in the city before they could.”
Focusing back into the present than the past, Dabi walked away from the edge before the pro heroes and the UA students could see him. He smirked as the warp gate appeared, chaos awaiting for him on the other side.
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Light In The Darkness
Fanfic"Mom...I know it's not right, but I can't do it anymore. The children, they're...like him more and more every day. And Shouto...his left side. Sometimes I look at him and hate what I see." Shouto drew closer, just enough for his left side to be seen...
