ℝ𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕤 ➷ 𝕋𝕠𝕕𝕠𝔹𝕒𝕜𝕦𝔻𝕖𝕜𝕦 {𝖔𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖘}

. 3 .

Midoriya's P.O.V.

Whispers ring through the nightmarish scape I was in. What did he do to me?

I couldn't feel my body, my limbs moving, or anything. I was just sat there, frozen.

Horribly scary things jump at me, causing me to scream. I can't hear myself though. All my nightmares become a reality as I subconsciously curl up into myself.

"No-no, go away! Why are you real?" I scream, but barely hear myself as a whisper.

The Nomu from the dream that one night screeches and claws at my flesh. It felt like I was dying and being ripped apart.

Whatever that guy shot at me made everything seem so real and painful. Everything hurt.

Bakugou's P.O.V.

Deku was stuttering quietly with wide eyes, rocking back and forth with his head in his hands.

"What the fuck?!" I exclaim, the Nomu approaching us.

"Shoto," I growl. "I can hold him off. Get something to defend with."

Shoto doesn't hesitate as he bolts out of the living room and heads toward the bedroom to get some weapons from our secret drawer.

Yume leans back against the wall calmly, checking his fingernails.

I get into a fighting stance as the Nomu gets closer. To my surprise, it barely registers me and gains speed as it runs toward Deku.

"Mother... f..." I whisper under my breath.

I lunge toward the Nomu, attempting to tackle it. My attempt fails as it just brushes me off. How strong was this thing?

Shoto runs back into the living room, weapons in hand. He tosses me a knife that I catch. Careful to not hit Izuku, Shoto throws another knife into the Nomus side. It visibly winces in pain, hesitating.

"Jikken o suru," Yume commands again, snapping his fingers.

The Nomu swings out its arm and grabs Deku in its clutch. He can't even register it as the Nomu turns around.

"Good boy." Yume chuckles.

Shoto aims his gun straight at the Nomu's back, bullets flying out fast and rapidly. Blood trickles down as it starts to slow down.

I run up to it, staring into its blank eyes as I stab it's arm. Deeply. It screeches and drops Deku. I grab him in my arms as I turn to face Yume.

The Nomu sways and falls to the ground weakly, still trying to grab at Deku. I point the knife at Yume's throat. Shoto makes sure the Nomu doesn't attack again.

"Looks like your little plan failed. Now, tell us how to fix Deku!" I scream at Yume.

He chuckles, a calm and stoic look still on his face.

"Deku. How cute. He does seem pretty useless. You'll just have to wait it out. Eventually, it'll stop."

I growl at him.

I go to slice the knife across his throat, but stop as he pulls out the gun that made Deku go into that weird state.

"Woah, woah, woah. Let me go unharmed with my Nomu, or I could make this so much worse for your precious little kitten." Yume threatens.

I slowly lower my knife, allowing Yume to regain himself.

"Good. Be warned, we are coming back stronger."

With that, Yume picks up the Nomu with ease and walks out of our house.

As soon as I lock the door and make sure they're gone, Shoto and I rush to the bedroom to let Deku lay down.

What should we do about this?