Cool Down! (Todoroki Sister¡Reader)

Chapter 57: Danger in Hosu(2)

The danger has finally passed. Was the thought of the boys as they looked down at the tied up villain who has gone so close to taking their lives that night.

The heavy atmosphere lightened with the fact that it was over. 

"Why are you here?" cried out an elderly voice that caught the attention of the three boys and one adult to the other side of the road. With a surprised sound from the green-haired boy, Midoriya. He cried out, 

"Gran Torino!"

Before he could explain himself or say anything else, with great speed the short elder hero zipped to the boy carried by the adult smack the sole of his jet boot in his face.

"I told you to stay seated!" he scolded angrily shocking the hero as well at his sudden action.

"Who is this," asked his classmate with one side of his hair that is white and the other red. Replying to his classmate, Shoto, he answered,

"He's the pro hero I'm doing my internship with, Gran Torino. But why are you here?"

"I was told to come here all of a sudden." replied the grumpy man "I don't know what's going on, but I'm glad you're okay."

"I'm sorry, Gran Torino." said the boy dejectedly having the elder click his tongue in response. Just as he did, a small group of heroes arrived. Quickly running to where they are, they heaved out to the group who were surprised to see them.

"We were told by Endeavor to come for support..." explained the heroes unsure till they saw the state of the students and quickly began to worry for them. 

Looking past the group, the heroes jump in surprise at the sight of the tied-up man sitting on the ground unconscious. This man is dangerous. Dangerous and strong, he earned himself the title of the Hero Killer. It was self-explanatory for why he's called that.

The heroes had the right to be if this man was awake. It would have been then on the ground instead.

With the arrival of the pro heroes, the boys, all injured were able to cool themselves down. All but one who was wallowing in guilt from behind them. Though being the most injured out of the rest, we walked up to his two classmates and bowed deeply.

"You guys... You got injured because of me. I'm really sorry." Trying to hold back his tears he said to them "I couldn't see anything... past my anger..."

Midoriya feeling the regret and sadness of his best friend, Iida, he also said to him. "I'm sorry, too. This was weighing you down, but I never noticed. Even though we're friends."

Despite all that Iida did and the trouble, he caused them. Hearing that all they were sorry for was not noticing his pain sooner made it enough for his tears to slip.

"You have to stay strong. You're our class representative." Shōtō spoke to the male comforting. In the back of his mind though, he was worried about where a certain someone ventured off to.

'I didn't get a chance to tell (Y/N), that I was on duty with the old man.' he thought his hand feeling the shape of the phone tucked safely away in his possession. 'Is she okay?'

His thoughts came to a screeching halt when a winged 'man', now missing one of its eyes, swooped in. In one of his bird-like feet, snatched the boy with green hair without warning.

"Midoriya!" his classmates cried with worry.

He would have been taken then and there.

But he was rescued.

By an unlikely hero...

Protruding his long tongue, the Hero Killer licked the blood of the winged creature that drips profusely from its bleeding wound on the cheek of a female hero who came to aid.

It causes the 'man' to let out a shrill of surprise. Paralyzed in the air, it started to fall. The Hero Killer, quickly cut his way out of the ropes with a knife the boys failed to confiscate from him and dashed towards them, ultimately rescuing Midoriya by holding on to the hood of his hero attire.

The heroes didn't see it that way. It would have looked like it at first. But now Midoriya was at arms reach from the dangerous man. And if he willed to hold him captive, it would be no trouble. Is what they thought knowing that this man has killed many others before.

Before they could react, a new voice came in.

"Why are you all just standing there?" called the deep voice. "I believe the villain came this way," he spoke hinting to the group that the winged villain was actually trying to escape from him.

"How were things over there?" one of the heroes worriedly asked.

"Well, it got rather violent." the flaming hero replied looking forward to seeing the villain he was chasing after under the hand of the infamous villain.

"And could that guy be... "

Panting from exhaustion to his overexerting actions. The Hero Killer looked back to the owner of the new voice with malice. 

"Endeavor!" 

He rasped as his band slipped from its tight hold over his eyes to cover his identity.

The no. 2 hero smirked competitively seeing the man he came to the city for. He was just ready to fight him when Gran Torino felt something unsettling from the Hero Killer urging the male to halt.

The dangerous vigilante looked over to them, his killer intent seeping from every pore from his body. All triggered from the mere sight of the flame hero. His face scrunched up in fury as he glared at them as if he was about to kill every one of them.

No one could move under his gaze. The blood curling effect of his killer intent alone had them all tensing.

"You fake ones must be corrected.." he rasped taking staggering steps towards the group every so slowly yet his malice increased tenfold in a matter of seconds.

"Someone must be covered in blood. The heroes... must be brought back." every phrase he uttered cause the heroes to tense up in every step he took.

It was like the night sky was painted in red blood. The moon shining crimson under the command of the Hero Killer.

"Come." he challenged "Come at me, you fake ones."

"The only one who's allowed to kill me is the real hero Only All Might!" his malice was stronger than ever before encapsulating the entire group with paralyzing fear. 

It was like they were looking at death in the eye and couldn't do anything to avoid it.

"Calm down please," was the sound of the softest and calmest voice that can ever be heard.

Like breaking a spell, the sound of the knife hitting the floor snapped everyone out of their fearful and shocked trance and realized that the man they were freezing up for was already unconscious.

What surprised them more was the dainty hand that rests on his shoulder, as delicate as a flower.

Unsure of whether to lay him down to rest or to leave him there, she turned to the people across from her. The same group who was entranced in so much shock didn't see her walk from the alleyway right next to the Hero Killer.

"He was on the verge of falling unconscious due to fatigue and is suffering from a puncture to his ribs from his lungs..." you mutter eying the threads of aura in the older male's body. "Sorry for suddenly having to put you to rest."

"(Y-Y/N)..." Shōtō stuttered out at her sudden appearance falling to the ground as the heavy pressure of malice suddenly lifted.

Everyone was out of breath...

Out of words...

Feeling their distress, (Y/N) let out a small smile and everyone in the area was under her quirk's influence. Feeling their tense body and muscles slowly starting to soothe.

Being the first to snap out of his shock, him being new to the effects of (Y/N)'s quirk, though unknowingly, he asked her weakly.

Smiling gently and patiently, she takes out the cell phone from her pocket she showed the green-haired boy how she was able to locate them.

"Shōtō and I share the same number, Midoriya-san."