"What about the alarms?"
"Is this the only part they've infiltrated?"
"It could be a quirk."
"In an isolated space during a scheduled class."
"They must have some sort of objective."
"Start the evacuation procedure!"
"Try contacting Yuuei!"
"Are you going to fight them alone?"
"There are so many of them!"
"A hero always has more than one trick up their sleeves!"
Chaos.
So much chaos.
Losing physical form.
Protect.
Must protect Kacchan.
Stay away.
Don't hurt him.
He's mine.
Go away.
Leave us be.
Clear your head.
Calm yourself.
Mr. Aizawa is holding them off.
No need to panic.
Focus on Kacchan.
You need to protect him.
If something goes wrong... No.
Control.
Protect.
Focus.
Eventually the noise flows back into my ears, and I'm able to slightly process what's happening.
Mr. Aizawa is fighting the villains.
The class is evacuating.
There's a villain in front of us.
Big, scary, dangerous.
Protect.
Calm.
They're after All Might.
He's not here.
Leave us alone.
Kacchan and Kirishima attack.
Kacchan.
No!
Cold.
Dark.
Gone.
Scattered. Tortured. Slain.
Panic.
Now I can panic.
Kacchan and a lot of the others are gone, so it's okay to freak out a little, right.
Just a little.
And yet here I am, high up in the air, screeching his name.
Where is he.
I've got to find him.
C'mon, I'm sure he's here somewhere.
Calm down.
If I'm not calm, I can't find him.
Good, that's better.
It's still cold.
But it's good enough.
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Fanfiction"Give up." They said. "It'll be fun." They said. I did give up. And oh what fun it is. I do not own BNHA. I do not own any art or music unless specified otherwise. I encourage comments because I'm lonely.
