Dimensions (BNHA FanFic)

Blackout

                      I was scared. That's all I remember. The feeling of complete and utter fear. The shakiness in those legs as the burning ran through my bloodstream like a bonfire.
                      Last thing I could remember, I was at home watching anime in my bed. Just chilling, like a normal person at 11pm at night. Nothing special. Then I'm here. I'm inside the screen shaking to the brittle bone, terrified of the unknown world. Well... as unknown as it can get after watching the world itself 5 times. With my belief however, it's just like reality TV. If you think about it, the producers of "Keeping Up With The Kardashians" only show the public the moments they want to, enable to shape these people into different figures than they actually are. I figured that maybe if anime characters ever existed, you couldn't judge them by what their show told them as, but instead judge them by how they are when you meet them. Maybe they're all sorts of different. I was about to it figure out.
                         I looked above me to see where I had landed inside the Hero Academia world. Huge buildings surrounded me, the dorms. I was in between a bunch of the dorms. I placed the palms of my hands flat on the ground behind my back, in an attempt to push myself up, but no luck. I looked down at my legs, which were a bloody mess (literally). The adrenaline I got while falling through the stormy sky must have numbed my pain until now, but it was slowly coming back. I looked around for awhile, attempting to figure out a plan be to find help, but all I saw was a figure stand in a window looking at me and then running away. After about five minutes, the pain from both broken legs had completely consumed me and I lay flat on the ground digging my hands into the concrete as I screamed out of agony. Soon enough, I could feel my eyelids start to droop. "No no no no no, not yet Anna!!!" I thought.
"FIGHT IT DUMBASS" Suddenly my thought became a roaring yell. I was always hard on myself, but cussing at myself really got me going. Something about language being used at me always got me determined, because it infuriated me that a persons vocabulary could not find any better assortment of letters. 
                          Very suddenly, that scream let out a lot of held in energy only causing my eyelids to become more and more droopy. Before finally passing out from the pain, I heard multiple people yelling, and one certain figure just standing there staring down at me. Doing nothing but observing. It was too dark and the lighting behind him contrasted so that I couldn't see his face, but just by the air around my heart, I could tell he didn't know what to do. And then, pitch black darkness.
                           "Why me? I didn't do anything good nor bad to deserve this. And why did I have to fall through the sky? Why did you break my legs and cause me all this pain? Why here? What good am I to these people?" These thoughts ran over and over again through my head during my unconsciousness. In the foggy room that was my mind, a dark figure appeared, the one from earlier. You still couldn't see his face or hardly anything about him, so it was a bit disturbing, but I approached him curiously.
"Who are you?" I tried to look as tender as possible. Though I couldn't see hardly anything, it felt like he was scared or nervous.
"Those questions..." He said, a long pause following after them.
"Yeah what about them?" I asked back still unsure of what he's implying.
"I know your worried, but they'll be answered. You are here for a reason Anna." His voice was so calm and quiet. It made me feel slightly more at ease about the situation, but not completely.
                        Suddenly his form evaporated into the air. I tried to grab his wrist, but by then, he was already a mist. "Damnit," I thought, "There went my one chance at getting some answers."
                       My eyes start to twitch, and I wake up in... the.... nurses office! Nah, this ain't right. I was outside in the rain just a minute ago. I tried my best to remember why I was in the rain, but it feels like my memory about every moment before I passed out is gone. I jerked up in the bed to see a little old lady typing away at her computer. I moved my feet in the sheets, harshly pushing myself against the bed frame, scared, causing it to creak. I hear someone to my right move around at this sound and turn around to look.
"Jeez chill out. Nice to see you're finally awake." This guy seems familiar but I just can't remember why. I tilt my head to see this figure has a black lighting bolt through his yellow hair. Interesting. But more importantly, why'd he emphasize "finally" in that. How long have I been out, and how long has he been here?
"Who are you? Where am I?" I start to loose my shit and become visibly confused and fearful. Abruptly, I feel two hands grip both my shoulders holding me back against the wall a little. I look up to see him with a concerned look, and I see the tears my eyes are shedding in the reflection of his pupils.
"You're at the nurses office in UA. Both of your legs are broken, and Recovery Girl's guess is that you took a rough fall." He took a step back and goes back into his seat. I rub my shoulders where his hands just were. "As for who I am, I'm Denki Kaminari. Super-cool-electricity-dude! But you can call me Kaminari." He looks at me, a little softer now, and leaves a long silence.

"You guys probably need some questions answered too, huh?" Both him and Recovery Girl turned towards me, surprised by my break in the silence and started vigorously nodding. "Alright then, what do you want to know?" I asked. This is going to be a VERY long night.
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