22. not yourself ⚡️

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Your POV

Monoma hit the floor hard, clutching harshly at his cheek, whimpering and rocking back and forth.
"YOU IMBECILE!" he cried, "YOU FUCKING RAT, EVEN THE NEW KID HAS THE ATTITUDE OF CLASS 1-A!" I lunged forward again, my mind overflowing with feelings of pure rage, and as much as I knew not all of this was because of him, and taking out all my stress on this boy was wrong, he'd crossed me at a wrong time. My body was moving by itself, the once forgotten handprint on my shoulder burning harshly. Before I could land another punch however, my limbs were restricted by a thin but strong material, wrapping around my fists, ankles and throat.

"Bakugo, would you kindly escort Takahashi out of the gym and calm her down please, before anybody else gets punched." Aizawa's voice was monotone, however still dripping with poison as I could tell, I was in trouble. My limbs were released as a pair of pale and muscular arms wrapped around my waist from behind, squeezing harshly before picking me up and walking out of the gym, kicking and screaming in his grasp.

"Will you stop fucking struggling!" he growled, his deep breath hitting the back of my neck, immediately calming me down. I felt safe in his grip, as uncomfortable as I felt physically, mentally I couldn't think of a better place to be.

He dropped me onto the grass round the back of the gym, landing on my knees I let out a feeble squeak, it didn't really hurt, I just didn't appreciate being dropped.

"What's your fucking problem all of a sudden feathers?" he spat, while I led on the floor, clutching my shoulder, and rocking back and forth, and that was the last thing I could remember of that day.

Katsuki's POV

"What's your fucking problem all of a sudden feathers?" I spoke, turning to the small girl on the floor, clutching her shoulders and rocking back and forth. Without warning she started shaking violently, almost going into some sort of fit. I stood there, terrified, not knowing what to do. She stood up and lunged quickly towards me, scratching my cheek with the claws on her extended wings.
"Hey, what the fuck-" the words froze on my tongue, as the girl was continuing to try and fight, despite her face looking to be unconscious.

The black material of her tight-fitting hero costume caught ablaze on her shoulder, the same shoulder that was grabbed that day in the substation.

Not wanting to turn my attention away from Yuki for a moment, I shouted at the top of my lungs for help, and surely enough the pro hero's, and multiple students from both class 1-a and b alike came running around the gym, all freezing in terror at the sight of their friend, classmate and student, being tangled by the wall by her own wings, her shoulder still on fire, her face drained of energy but her body still thrashing violently at the air.

"Well stop staring and do something idiots, you guys are meant to be pros!" I screamed, not believing that even the teachers were just standing by and watching as the small girls body was being engulfed in flames.

Todoroki was the first to act, encasing the raven haired female and a wall of ice, extinguishing the flames. Cementos followed suit by creating a quick cement cage around her, making sure she could escape.

I rushed to the concrete prison quickly, to see the burnt and bubbling flesh that covered her almost naked right half of her body. How could I have not protected her enough. Surely she should of said something if she felt weird. Wouldn't she?

My inner conflict was interrupted by worried yells and screams filling my ears, making me wince at the sudden loudness, however as I saw what they were screaming at, I almost followed suit.

Her body was going into a seizure, her skin steaming as the ice around her melted, she was left on the floor in her cage, writhing in pain, her whole body vibrating, her eyes rolling back into her skull, muffled moans and screams could be heard trying to escape her lips. All I could think was how much pain she must be in right now, I needed to help her, not sure how, but only knowing that I had to.

Sparks grew in my hands, but before I could get to her I sharp pain enveloped my head, before my senses faded to black.

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I woke up to an ear-piercing scream, one that I had unfortunately grew to recognise, I turned my aching head to the side, taking in the overwhelming whites and pale greys of the hospital room I was in.

Mere metres away led Yuki, strapped down to the bed, screaming in agony as recovery girl pulled out a long, purple, glowing snake like creature out of her shoulder.

"DUDE WHAT THE FUCK YOU OLD HAG WHY ISNT SHE SEDATED?!" I screamed, infuriated that this stupid woman was leaving her to feel every ounce of pain as she ripped a living creature out of her arm.

"Calm down young man, we can't put her to sleep in her current state, or she may not ever wake up."

Her frail and insultingly calm voice rung in my mind, what did she mean, surely this was just a parasite that needed to be removed and she'd be okay? Right?

"When i remove this parasite, she may or may not lose consciousness, she's not in a fully aware state as it is, however when she came out of her seizure, your name was the first she screamed. And so we need you to stay by her in case she wakes up and we're not here.." Her attention never turned from Yuki,
"Of course i'll stay, i wanna scold this dumbass when she's sane again" I spat, trying not to show my worry and pure terror as to what would become do this situation.

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A/n- soooooo, stuffs is going downnnn, this may or may not be the start of the main arc of the storyyyy, can't wait to write the next couple of chapters and start the licensing exammmm, thanku guys so much for over 400 reads btw! like no joke. over 100 reads in the past 18 hours like that's amazing, comment if you want me to do anything as like a thanku, like idk face reveal? q and a? you guys can come up with something u want me to do:) anyway thankuuuu love you alll

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