Stuck Between Two [Completed]

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-=Third Person=-

The new figure reached into their cloak, pulling out both a handgun and blade. Clutching them both tightly as the two leaders, wounded and trying to keep up stance, switched into fighting positions once more. They stood still in silence for a few moments before Shouto was the first to move. "Shinsou. Get to a safer place. You might die if you stay," the figure said as they moved to the side to dodge the oncoming blade, taking their handgun and shooting him in the shoulder right where the previous wound was. Wincing in pain, the dual haired leader took aim and swung, cutting into the figure's arm but only barely as they twirled out of his grasp. They took their gun and fired a few more shots, aiming for Shouto's previous wounds to cause more pain. "You're not going to win this in that condition. I suggest you stop."

"Not gonna happen," Shouto grit out through clenched teeth, trying to ignore the flares of pain that raged through his shoulder and stomach. "Katsuki, do it now!" The blond, who was standing out during their fight, threw in a handful of unpinned grenades. He grabbed the dual haired boy and ran through the door left open by the escaping purplenette. They dived down just as the massive explosion flared out, the heat scorching their backs as the walls caved in. Standing up, the two started the run, the cracking of the roof threatening to fall any second was high and they didn't want to be crushed. They broke down a window and leaped out, taking their grappling hooks and firing them at the closets building. "All squads fall back! The building's gonna collapse!" Shouto called out, landing with Katsuki on a nearby roof.

Turn turned to the building as it started the slant, the weight the explosion caused coming crushing down and taking out the floors beneath. Floor by floor, the pressure increased and the top of the building started the cave in as the supports were taken out one by one. The two leaders just watched, hearing their squads in the distance retreating back to a safer distance. Ima matter of moments, the whole building was down, only a pile of rubble left in its place. The air became still and quiet, everything seemed still until a shadowed figure moved. Katsuki and Shouto tensed up, watched as the figure carrying someone else hopped up to the building opposite them. They grit their teeth and took out their guns, aiming them at the cloaked figure. They released who they were holding, Shinsou it seemed, in favour of turning around and pointing their gun at the leaders. It was I'm a stand off, neither side wanting to move an inch. All was silent until a gun finally fired.

A shot pierced through the cloaked figure's leg as they rushed over the other buildings to reach the two leaders, startling them both when they arrived. They took their guns and blades and started attacking the figure who in return took out their blade. Slashing down, the figure managed to ruin the leaders guns as they got stabbed in the sides. Blood flowed out, but the figure didn't even seem to finch as they took their weapon and slashed across the fronts of the two's chests. They leaped back, trying to regain their breath as their bodies grew weaker from the blood loss. The figure however seemed fine as they tore their cloak to tie up their wounds. They all stood still until the figure spoke once more.

"You can't keep this up. Just give up and leave. I don't want to have to kill you here. Please. I'm trying to help you!" They sounded desperate, like they'd start begging any second now. The two leaders hesitated. They knew they couldn't go on, but they still have a mission to complete. "Just look at that base now. It's a total wreak. Shinsou wouldn't be you after you two ever again. He knows what you can do. Isn't that enough? You won't have to worry about anyone else dying. You'll be the most feared gang in the city! Isn't that what you want?"

"We won't be the most feared in the fucking country though! We need everyone to know our fucking names and to fear us! But there's one dumbass gang that still above us. We won't be going down without a fucking fight." Katsuki retorted, struggling with increasing effort to keep himself standing and in a fighting position.

The figure sighed deeply, their shoulders sagging as they faced the two leaders. "Please. It's for you own good."

Shouto almost seemed compliant, but Katsuki wasn't taking anything. He raised his gun, aiming at the figure's face, trying to aim for their forehead through his dizzy vision, and fired. The bullet flew through the air at speeds of sound, but the aim was off. It clipped through the figure's mask and cheek, breaking through the mask and tearing skin off their face. Katsuki fires again and again, only barely managing to hit the sides of the mask and clipping the skin. He growled out in annoyance and rushed forwards, ignoring Shouto's call to stand down and slashed down across the mask with his blade. It tore in two. Blood spraying up as he tore through skin along a diagonal slash. He smirked, now getting to reveal the face hidden beneath. But he wasn't ready. He wasn't ready to see their face. His smirk dropped, his eyes becoming wide as his breath hitched. He stepped back, dropping his weapons.

The gasp of shock from Shouto behind him mingled with his own as the two leaders stared at the figure's face, now bleeding from the slash wound Katsuki has engraved. "This is why I wanted you two to stop. I didn't want any of this to happen," the figure spoke in a small, meek voice that was all to familiar to the two. "This didn't have to happen. If you only listened to me, this wouldn't of happened. But I have no choice now. I'm sorry." Staring back at them through teary eyes was the one they loved. Izuku.