PRETTY THINGS CAN HURT || katsuki bakugo [ √ ]

°~Chapter 27: She's Gone (Day Four)~°

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kid·nap
/ˈkidˌnap/
verb
past tense: kidnapped; past participle: kidnapped.
take (someone) away illegally by force, typically to obtain a ransom.

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Your POV

I knew he was rushing toward me at almost light speed.

I knew I could do nothing to stop it.

And yet...

In a last attempt to make sure he lived, I swirved the Dragon, forcing it to pick up Kota and run. Run until it couldn't..

Until it fell apart..

Izuku yelled for me to dodge, but he could feel my exhaustion from where he stood, not to mention the visible blood that still continued to pour down my face and out of the wounds on my sides and arms.

I looked to Izuku and merely grinned, my hair turning white.

In a split second, I was next to him. "I figured out what that does." I comment, holding my bruised side. "Turns out its all about how flowers react to a season. Gotta think of the season and a bunch of flowers that change in said season." I explain, laughing when Muscular turns to you, an annoyed face etched in his features. "Spring ups my Strength, pale blue. Summer ups my heat tolerance, red. Autumn ups my pain tolerance in general, yellow and orange, and winter ups my speed. White. I can only use them in desperate situations though." I giggle, my hair turning back to normal.

"H-how did you. . .-?!" He questions.

"Long story. I'll explain later!" I yell, us both hopping to the side to avoid a punch from Muscular.

My hair switched back to white as I sent a kick to his back, dodging in just enough time to send another one to his cheek.

This time, he caught me. Muscular grabbed my ankle, throwing me into a nearby wall.

I let out a yelp from the impact, hearing more bones crack inside me.

I hopped from the me-shaped hole in the stone and sent another kick at Muscular, much to Izuku's relief.

"Stop hopping around like a jackrabbit!" He bellowed, attempting to send a hard punch to me, or where I used to be more like.

I ignored his comment and began hitting him again.

I landed a few more hits before I was thrown off, almost tumbling off the cliff, again.

Within a second, Izuku was on him, and with one punch, sent him into the cold stone wall, knocking him out.

I let out a tiny sigh of relief, collapsing to my knees. I let out a small chuckle as I rolled onto my back, my breath as the stone under me.