All The Help We Can Get
                              “What happened?!” Kurapika shouted, throwing open the door as his eyes--a bright, glowing red--searched the room for a familiar face.
Denki squeezed passed him, rushing to Katsuki's side as more of their friends came pouring into the room.
                              “Bakubro,” Denki murmured, touching the young pack alpha's shoulder. 
Katsuki was stood facing a large window, one hand pressed against the glass as his head hung, left hand fisted loosely at his side.
                              When he turned to face Denki, the omega expected to see a fierce scowl with fiery, rage filled eyes. Instead, when Katsuki turned to look at him, there was nothing but defeat. His eyes were red and watery, expression crestfallen. 
                              There was none of the usual anger or passion, it had all been put out. 
Denki's lower lip trembled. “Katsuki,” he uttered before he pulled the taller blond into a hug.
                              Katsuki hugged him back loosely, face buried into his shoulder as Denki tried to pull himself together and not start crying. It was heart-wrenching to see the usually tough blond so...broken. 
                              Was Katsuki blaming himself for what happened? He didn't know, but knowing the blond and his personality and how he generally just cared so much about other's, it was safe to assume that he was blaming himself for Killua getting taken.
                              Izuku sat on one of the swivel chairs in the room, elbows digging into his thighs, face buried into his hands. He'd been sitting like that for a while, mind simultaneously racing while grinding to a jerking halt.
                              Shoto was busy furiously wiping Killua's blood from Eri's face and clothes, the little girl standing there stiffly, completely shaken as she refused to move. Mirio and Tamaki were standing in the corner, whispering to themselves as Tamaki helped Mirio wipe the blood off of him, too.
                              Eijirou was just trying his best to remain calm, he'd been the one to lead them all here to UA and took it upon himself to let everyone know what had happened. 
“Izuku,” Kurapika spoke, crouching in front of the teen and pulling his hands away.
                              Eijirou moved to help console Katsuki, as Denki, Mina and Sero seemed to be failing quite a bit.
Mina had started crying the minute she saw Katsuki, and Sero was trying to comfort her while Denki simultaneously hugged the blond alpha and tried to prevent himself from having a breakdown.
                              Izuku stared dully at the ground in front of him, tears falling freely.
“Izuku, tell me what happened,” Kurapika spoke softly, urging the teen to talk to him.
Izuku raised his eyes, staring at Kurapika as his lower lip started to tremble.
                              “Mom, he, he was walking down the street and-but then a warp gate-and, and Stain, stabbed-and blood-and he-he's gone!” The teen stumbled over his words as he desperately tried to explain, but started to sob on his last word.
                              Kurapika frowned as he pulled Izuku into his chest and hug him, turning his head to share a concerned look with Leorio.
Kurapika grit his teeth. “Where is Gon?” He questioned. 
                              Izuku just shook his head.
“Somewhere in the building, he kind of just...wandered off when we got here,” Eijirou replied.
Kurapika nodded with a sigh. “Good, we don't need him losing it and chasing blindly after Killua,”
                              “That is the last thing we need,” Aizawa agreed as he stepped into the room.
“Sensei,” Mina muttered as she pulled away from Sero, wiping at her cheeks.
Aizawa sighed. “It's time to pull yourselves together,” he stated as the rest of the graduated students from class A and some from class B stepped into the room, along with some of the top ranking pro heroes. “Because this is the last time we'll be facing the League of Villains,”
                                      
                                  
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I Found What I Was Missing
Fanfiction"Izuku, I am not your mother. You're adopted," For just a few seconds, it felt like Izuku's world came to a grinding halt, and did a sudden flip as he felt his heart skip a beat, before everything turned back to normal.
