BNHA | Behind The Mask

13 | Bye Bye Mr. BadGuy!

For a moment, Y/n couldn't feel anything. Her breathing was labored, struggling to put proper thoughts together as she felt the cold of the rain hit her face. She slowly felt the intensity of the fall, pain streaming from her back to her head. Even more so when she shifted her head to look at her surroundings.

'Buildings.'

Was she in the city?

She forced herself to sit up. Pieces of glass clicking as she moved. Her hand reached to touch the back of her head then brought it back only to see blood on her finger tips. That was enough to evaluate the condition of her body. She looked up again.

'He dropped me.' She concluded. 'Onto a concrete floor.'

"I'm not dead." She had to keep moving right? Y/n didn't even have much of a plan in mind. In all honesty she barely had anything in mind. She wanted to lay back down, maybe take a nap in hopes that the pain would go away when she wakes up.

"USJ." She muttered. "Villains attack. No contact. Teacher gone." She was trying her best to focus. Why was everything so fuzzy? "Control...system. Turn on, turn off. Restart....restart connections."

Y/n's walking was sluggish. Barely moving a few inches before she got to the corner of the building she was next to. Taking advantage of a solid support, leaning on it. She could here muffled voices through the rain. Y/n watched with heavy eyes.

A group surround two people who seemed to be in a defensive stance. 'Villains.' Her brain registers.

'Mask.' When the hand came into contacted with her chest, her brows knitted in confusion, realizing her strap wasn't there. Suddenly more alert, she scanned the floor around her in search for her bag. Her eyes catching the green glow of the Mask that laid a few feet away from her, slightly out of the bag, laying in a puddle.

It was out of reach. There was no way she'd be able to get it without stepping into view. She might get caught. She doubts she'd be able to go back into hiding and put it on on time.

She slid herself down before moving to lay on her belly. Starting a small crawl. Everything was muting around her leaving a sole focus on the Mask in front of her.

Tokoyami, one of the two students surrounded by the villains, noticed Y/n moving. He decided to look away, not wanting to give away her position.

"This was too easy. Here I thought we'd be able to have some fun huntin' you brats." A villain scoffed, sized the children up. It was hard to feel guilty for invading a U.A class considering they were going to be future heroes anyway. Best cut them at the root while they're barley starting to sprout. Not to mention this was bound to do wonders for their reputations.

"Does it matter? We got time, just give me the smaller one. He looks like he can put up bit of fight." His comrade jumped as a hand lands on his shoulder.

"Sounds like a plan." Y/n nods confidently. It seemed the girl never could settle for one look. A white tank top with the words 'FUN' across her chest. Short jean shorts and dark green suspenders that were slightly slipping off, at least one of them were. Black boots, Two tattoos, one was two green snakes tangled up her leg and another was on her forearm - a golden helmet with horns.

"I'll take the....one, two, three, four-" Y/n started counting off the villains. Pointing to each one as she went down the line.

"You think you're funny? I give you something to laugh about." A tall villain stepped forth swishing his green scaly tail. "I'll beat it into so you'll never forget."