Being saved at last

You fucked up.

Okay, so I'm not kidding.
Those of you that are actually reading this, need to speak up.
Because I don't know how many fucking people actually read this.
And I need to know for something.
Even if ur just a casual reader
Plz let me know in the comments who is reading this so I know how fast to get updates out and other shit.//

This is for y'all
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Izuku POV:

He clicked his tongue, and started to pace across the length of the room. I eyed him, watching his every move. I tried to figure him out. Deduct his movements, fighting style, etc. but he was different.

This guy was smart. I will give him credit where needed, but you can tell he isn't underestimating me. He anticipated me coming in here. No doubt he has eyes and ears all over this hospital, controlling them somehow.

I saw that what was supposed to be an IV in Kacchan's arm, had orange liquid in it. I raise my gun at it. "What's that" I state in a daring, monotone voice. He turns around to me.

"Nothing a little child like you will understand, in due time you will know" he simply said. "Then what will happen if I........shoot a small hole in it?" I place my finger on the trigger, and play with the gun in my hand.

I know what you are thinking. 'Don't play with guns 'Zuku.' That's what Aunt Yaiyorozu would ahve said at least. She was always worried about me, I have a natural thing to not be scared all that much. The adrenaline pumping in my veins. Heart pounding. Chest throbbing.

The last straw. He raised his gun lightning fast, shooting a hole in it himself. I jump out of my seat, using my quirk to yank the gun out of his hand. I sent it flying, it crashed into the wall and broke. I used my quirk on several things at once, knowing it was risky.

I got plastic and some cloth to stop the bag from leaking, ripping the restraints off of Kacchan and wrapping them around the man. He grunted and tried to break out of them. I threateningly squeezed them tighter as a warning, and threw down my gun.

Once I stopped the leak, I walked over to him slowly. I calmed myself down, and stood in front of him, my muscles contracting and refusing to move much. "You fucked up" is all I say.