Frozen Wings

Chapter 25

Storms' POV

I watched as a black silhouette shot something at the pro. It hit him square in the chest, blood splattering from both the entry and exit wound. I stared, frozen to my spot as the hero fell from the sky.

"HELP HIM!" I screamed. The silhouette turned its attention to something at its feet. It grabbed the person, bringing it up to its face. The silhouette snarled, crushing the second victim until they exploded. Blood and guts dripped to the ground. The pro hero was still falling. I roared furiously, trying to get to either of them. But I couldn't. I watched as the hero got closer, closer, closer

CRACK!

Gasping, I shot upwards, chest heaving.

"Woah, Storms, you okay?" Takami frowned, looking at me. Everyone from 1-A and 1-B were going on a summer vacation, accompanied by myself, Takami, Aizawa, Kayama, Yamada, Toshinori and Dabi, who I had to bring along due to my promise of watching him. We were on a private plane flying to our location now. I had fallen asleep, I guess.

"I'm fine." I lied, smoothing my fur out.

"You sure? You were sleeping kinda restlessly and you just woke up like someone punched you in the gut." He said.

"I told you, I'm fine." I glared. He held his hands up defensively.

"Alright, alright." Hawks turned his attention back to his phone. Dabi was dead asleep next to me, so luckily I didn't have to worry about him pestering me too. I sighed, stretching. Luckily since it was a private plane we had recliners in one row against one side of the plane rather than a typical commercial flight. I stood up, walked to the other side of the plane and looked out of the big window in front of me.

"Water. Nothing but water." I stated, sitting back down.

"Well, yeah, we're flying to a private tropical island!" Kayama teased. I stuck my tongue out at her. She did the same back.

I rolled my eyes, picking up my phone. I was going to watch a movie, but a thought popped into my head. So, being distracted from my original plan, I googled what I was looking for. And I was NOT disappointed. A grin spread across my face as I scrolled through a bunch of the things I had searched until I found the best one.

I started laughing, covering my face to keep quiet, since half the plane was asleep anyways.

"Kayama check your text!" I whispered, sending her what I found.

Her eyes widened and she snorted, trying to keep from bursting out laughing.

"What did you search?!" She whisper-yelled.

"I heard the students talking about how the pro heroes are 'shipped' together and wanted to find out if it was real! So I googled 'EraserMic' and found that!" I snickered.

"Oh my god you're the best! We have to show them!" She said.

"Oh absolutely! You send it though, it'll make more sense since you're the R-Rated hero." I grinned. She nodded, sending the image to the unsuspecting pros. I had accidentally found a rather dirty EraserMic artwork that someone drew.

Yamada looked up at us. Aizawa was asleep so he didn't move, obviously. The yellow-blonde opened his phone, screeching at what he saw. Everyone woke up, including Aizawa.

"The ACTUAL HELL?!" He shouted.

"Check your phone!" Kayama held her composure. Aizawa did as told, freezing. Without warning, he picked up his phone and threw it at us. Somehow rather than one of us he hit Takami in the head.

"What the hell?!" The winged pro held his hand to his head. Unfortunately, Aizawa had forgotten to close his phone, so the minute Takami looked down he saw the art.

"Ohhh my." He said. I cackled, falling out of my seat.

"Storms, Nemuri, I HATE YOU BOTH!" Aizawa shouted, face bright red.

"Heheheheheh." I giggled.

"WHY?!" Yamada cried.

"Don't ask me! I didn't draw it!" I said.

"Well who did?!" Aizawa retorted.

"I don't know, some fan of you two's!" Kayama said.

"EW." The men said in sync.

"What's going on up here?" Shinso rubbed his eyes, obviously having just been woken up.

"I'll show you!" Kayama chirped.

"NO NO NO NO NO!" Aizawa leapt out of his seat, grabbing Kayama's phone before she could show the poor kid.

"WHY US?!" Yamada continued to yell.

"Oh it's not just you! Just put in two people and see what happens!" I sat up on the floor.

Oddly enough, he did as told. I saw an irritated look on his face. He typed something vigorously into the keypad.

"Shinso, trust me, you don't want to be in here for this." Takami stood up, shuffling the kid out.

"Why not?" The purple-haired student questioned.

"Because it's adult time." He simply replied.

Shinso dug in his heels, whipping around. "THAT'S NASTY! CAN'T YOU WAIT TILL WE'VE LANDED?!" He stared at us in horror. I howled with laughter, falling over again.

"N-Not like that! Just go back to the other students, o-okay?!" Takami stuttered, shoving him through and locking the door to half of the plane.

"HAHA!" Yamada punched his keypad once more.

"Oh no." I waited for my phone to go off. It did a minute later.

Somehow someone had drawn slightly dirty art of Takami and I. I only started laughing again.

"Oh come on! You're supposed to be upset!" My colleague sulked.

"W-Why would someone draw this of us? I-It's not even like we're dating, or hang out together outside of UA." Takami stuttered.

"I don't know, sometimes people just enjoy this kinda stuff. Though usually it's fictional characters." I shrugged.

"Hey is there any of me?" Dabi asked. I snorted, going for it.

"Oh hell yeah there is! Let's see, lots of stuff from your villain days- oh ew that's kinda nasty." I held my phone away from me as if it was infected.

"What? What'd you find?!" Kayama looked at me excitedly. Instead of waiting for an answer, she rushed over, taking my phone. She snickered. "Oh that is kinda gross."

"What is it, if I dare ask?" Aizawa grumbled.

"Dabi and Toshinori." I replied. The retired pro stood up and attempted to go to the emergency exit of the plane.

"NO YOU IDIOT!" I used my ice to drag him back.

"Storms sometimes you get a little too into things." He muttered.

"Eh. Just be glad I'm not the one who drew it."