Fire in Her Eyes (Bakugo x OC)

Chapter 53

(A/N: So I'm lowkey sorry that I haven't updated in a while. I'm waiting for more chapters to come in and for the most recent arc to finish...but thanks for 2,000 reads like ily...) 

I turn to look towards my left at where Dabi was. He was fighting a villain with an ice Quirk. Is this...Shoto...? Is this his two Quirks fighting against each other? Um...What? 

Anyway, I run over to help Dabi, who was burning up. He has been using his Quirk for too long. 

"Need any help?" I ask him as I step next to him. I look at the villain that we were fighting. He had a cloak that covered his face and had a fur lining around the hood. He really hit that 'yeti aesthetic'. 

"Sure, since you got a fire Quirk," He replied. It smelled like burning flesh around him. "How are you not burning up?" 

"I don't know, it just stopped but like it hurts when I get my other Quirk out," 

"Damn, that sucks." 

"Yeah..." Akira blasts a wall of flames at the villain across from them. It melted all the ice that he had been conjuring. The boy falls off his mountain of ice and the water starts to evaporate into the sky. 

"Your power and this situation ain't matching up, huh?" Dabi says. "Looks like your ice is all but gone." 

Behind us, Mr. Compress was struggling with some of the villains. "If you've got time to monologue, then I'd really appreciate some help!" He shouted at us. I turn around and blast another wall of white flames his way. They disintegrate the villains that were attacking him and any remaining objects around him. 

"And why would I help you?" Dabi said. 

"Thank you, Akira! Why are you so cold to me?" Mr. Compress shouts. 

"Your welcome!" I shout back. 

Dabi points to Twice's doubles. "Why don't you ask them for help?" 

I punch his arm lightly. "Stop being so fucking mean and just help the man, obviously this guy is pretty weak," He rubs his arm lightly. 

"Fuck you," He slaps the back of my head. Definitely a big brother. 

A huge blast of ice sends the villain rising into the sky. He looks down at us. This man is literally Shoto at the beginning of the year, like damn. If I see him again, I gotta tell him about this shit. 

"Is this famous for exporting ice? Why do y'all have so much of it?" Dabi shouts towards the dude. 

"I'm pretty sure I said that I can manipulate all ice." He shouted back. "I can also manipulate the temperature of ice. If I send some ice into the sewers, then lower its temperature, all the water beneath us freezes and becomes my domain." 

Dabi looks towards me. I start to heat up the ground beneath us while sending out waves upon waves of flames. The temperature slowly starts to rise. The ice that the guy is standing on starts to melt at a fast rate. 

"You should've done that from the start. It pisses me off," Dabi says. 

"The ultimate goal of the Liberation Army is to establish a society where your social status is determined by the strength of your special ability. Simply put, 'powering up your ability' is no different from 'survival'." He monologues as he starts to lift his hand up towards the sky. Ice starts to shoot out from the ground. "If you don't have a strong ability, then why bother living?" 

"Well, that's just sad. Die." Dabi simply mumbles next to me. 

"You're the one who will be dying here, wielder of blue flames. Your body has been reeking of burnt flesh for a while now." The ice dude observes. I look over at Dabi and see that in fact, there was steam coming off of his skin. "Observing your opponent to identify their limits is the bare minimum. And judging by that burnt peeling skin of yours, you can't fight for very long, can you? Your body can't stand your own flames."