Almighty- Hero?

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Yoru woke up groaning, a constant beeping reminding her she was in fact, alive.

She slowly rose from laying down, into a sleeping position, she looked around, Shota to her left, and Thirteen to her right.

Neither were awake when Recovery Girl walked in, surprised.

"Oh! Dearie, you should keep resting!" Recovery Girl walked over to Yoru, who laughed lightly.

Yoru looked at her bandaged arms and legs, "Hey, Recovery Girl?" Recovery Girl hummed in response walking around the room, looking for bandages.

"Was... anyone hurt, besides everyone in this room?" Recovery Girl turned around, smiling with sympathy.

"The class has minor bruises and scratches, but otherwise no, but Midoriya is a different story," Recovery Girl laughed, shaking her head lightly.

Yoru smiled at the thin covers, "What happened to Midoriya?"

Recovery Girl walked over to Yoru, untying her bandages and replacing them, "He broke his arms, he was reckless, but hes fine,"

Yoru nodded, laying back down.

Recovery Girl walked out of the room, not before placing a cold washcloth on Aizawa's forehead.

Yoru relaxed her stiff back as much as possible, closing her eyes and letting out a long breath.

I leaned down to pet the little kitten, smiling when the cat sniffed my hand.

"Its okay little guy," I cooed, slowly raising my other hand to cuddle it.

I slipped my hands under the kittens belly, lifting it to my chest, and walking to the swing at the park.

I looked at the kitten in confusion as it hissed and ran out of my arms.

I looked up, seeing a figure towering above me, the figure had purple eyes, so I assumed that this person was my uncle.

I straightened myself out, patting my clothes down and stood beside the figure.

The figure turned its head twoards me, now that I got a closer look, this figure looked more feminine.

Now a little paranoid, I stepped away, "Pein?" Not a peep, not a mumble.

The figure bolted at me, blowing past the swing, scaring me into shock, she used this chance to use something.

A paper origami bird flew at me, scratching my cheek, awakening me from my scare.

I jumped out of the way from the birds second attack, running at the figure.

I ran forward, dropping and baseball sliding under her knees, making it behind her, I used this to my advantage, I yanked on my sleeve, tearing it and wrapping it around her throat.

The woman reached up to her neck, trying to take the peice of clothing off, choking, she gave upt and reached for my thighs.

She gripped my thighs, digging her nails into them, scratching as she came close to running out of air.

She elbowed my side, making me fall with a 'oof.'

She turned around quickly, the ribbon flinging off somewhere, she raised her foot, bringing it down on my stomach.

She continued pounding on all parts if my body, me being too weak to fight back.

She stopped for a second, picking my body up and throwing it into a ditch. I tumbled down, leaves and branches getting tangled into my hair.