Katsuki Bakugou
Twisting out of the curved path of the blade, I slide to the side and eject a warning breath of an explosion in Todoroki's direction for spacing purposes. Now with a few feet of distance between us, Todoroki presses his right foot into the ground, generating two independently traveling arcs of ice. Tracking the movements of the ice snaking towards me, I pulverize the curving line moving the swiftest and guardingly allow the opposite serpent of ice to latch onto my hand furtively positioned into a finger gun.
Damn is this cold. Well, no shit, but colder than usual, I think to myself while analyzing the behavior of the ice upon sucking on my arm. The ice creeps considerably languidly along my arm, but the temperature drops like a bullet pursuing its target. Not too deadly on its own. But with enough, you can bet the target's gonna be immobilized.
Simultaneously decimating the ice grasping onto my forearm and hand, I clench my own trigger and unleash a blindingly fast scattershot of explosive threads from my index finger; the ignition of this is an explosion itself, so the ice surrounding me is ruptured by the melting force. In an instant, the branches of flame burn a multitude of charred holes through Todoroki's clothing.
Glancing at my arm, I realize that a film of pale blue frost is slowly eating away at my skin like frostbite. Shit. I'll deal with it later. I don't have the time right now!
Todoroki begins to gracefully waltz into a spiraling sprint, each of his footsteps making contact with the ground generating a lethally sharp, swiftly running missile of ice. I leap over some here, swerve to the side there, and explode the rest while gradually moving towards my cold-blooded opponent. Once I arrive within ten feet of him, however, a blade of ice pierces my left leg while I grasp onto a dulled chunk of ice that's roughly three of my hands combined and thrust it at Todoroki using a searing explosion as means of propulsion. The chunk of ice, which I'd originally aimed with the intent of the general trajectory set for his neck or jaw, ends up smashing into his ribs and around his upper abdominal area. Todoroki recoils greatly, bending over and curving his spine into a hunched position as a breathless grunt escapes his lips.
Ouch. Sorry, not sorry, Shouto. Huh. Didn't expect that to send you flying. Well, then again, when's the last time someone's so much as touched you? You're a damn assassin. You're silent and nimble, but the moment you find the opportunity, you're Death itself. Despite the defensive properties of ice, defense is not your game. While Todoroki composes himself, I run my hand along the frost fed partially by the rain that's devoured the entirety of my arm to realize that the frost immediately spreads to my hand like a disease. Well, shit. Did he anticipate me to test the strength of his attack? Not possible.
"A commendable play," Todoroki huffs, sliding his hand down about where his sternum is to clutch the area of his chest struck by his own ice. "Katsuki, I shan't lose. The contemptible hero society will never be my home." A glacial chill pervades the air as he stands in wait. "Remember how I never wanted to cause any harm to those of our class?" With terrifying precision, he hurls a throwing dagger at my neck, which I narrowly duck under. "I knew you would evade my attack. Nonetheless, I could not care less what becomes of any of them anymore. The only exception is perhaps Midoriya, but even so, should he stand between you and me, I would not mind holding a knife to his throat."
The hell? "Thought you said you realized the burdens you were saddling the victims of your victims with," I snarl tempestuously, walking backwards and retrieving the dagger of ice resting among a frigid sea of shattered ice.
"Did I say I was saddened by that? No. I realized how much I truly do not care. I will gladly take the lives of anyone that has the audacity to oppose you." The baritone chill of his voice alone stands my hair on end.
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In My Memories | Suicidal Villain Todoroki x Depressed Bakugou
Fanfiction[Please refrain from reading this fic. It's old, and I had no idea what I was doing. You will cringe at my writing. Please do yourself a favor here.] Shouto Todoroki is the childhood friend of Katsuki Bakugou and Izuku Midoriya, but once he confesse...