After Toga left my sights, I made my way towards the center plaza. In the center, Aizawa was fighting off the various villains, while a man covered in hands and a bird monstrosity watched with glee.
The bird creature noticed my presence and watched me. The blank goofy look on his ugly face brought a small smile to my face. Goofy ass villain.
The hand-man whispered something to it and it launched itself towards me.
My senses went into overdrive and forced my body to backflip away from the attack. It continued throwing punches towards me and I kept directing the impact away from my body. The less energy I exert the better. I hate going food crazed. The monster sped up and slipped past my defense. Blood and spit flew out of my mouth and my body rocketed backwards.The ground ripped apart my flesh and broke a few bones. While laying on the ground, I pulled a finger to reposition the bone and hit a palm in my side to pop a rib back into place. This ugly son of a bitch is getting on my nerves. At this rate I'm going to be very hungry.
My body righted itself and I pushed up into a boxing stance. The normal uneasy shifting feeling under my skin sent a shiver up my spine. I cracked the fingers on my right hand and readied myself.
Debris blasted backwards from the crater under my feet. The monster couldn't stop me even if he saw me. I rocketed toward the hulking purple figure. It's neck twisted around after I gripped its head and spun around it. With a leap, I came down on its knee and shattered it's leg,foot, and knee.
Tearing, breaking, and crunching of bones and muscles where always easy to hear with my enhanced senses but the sound this creature made was anything but normal. Snapping of bone had been easy to remember after my months in hell but the way this monster contorted from my attack wasn't anywhere near human.This creature is positively disgusting and I hate it. Below the surface, my seething rage overrode my logical mind and wildly attacked the beast. It's skin feigned at resisting my thrusted hand. It ripped through the purple skin and latched onto its rib. I pulled it out and lodged the skinny bone into the beasts exposed brain. The thin bone stuck into the brain, but the beast kept thrashing against my grip on its jaw. It's jaw shattered under my vice grip.
This thing disgusts me. It's time to put it out of its misery. I readied to rip it's head clean off. Well, maybe not clean. It probably would have been sloppy but... figure of speech.Sounds of metal scrunching reverberated front the entrance where All Might stood. His normal smile contorted into a mighty scowl. I resigned myself to watch the nasty brawl.
While All Might clashed with the beast, I hefted my unconscious teacher over my shoulder and toward the entrance where heroes were trickling in. Handfuls of teachers and heroes funneled in to subdue the villains and rescue students.I followed the lead of Midnight towards the police and paramedics. My face never changed the whole walk there.
Before she left, Midnight laid a hand on my shoulder and had an almost motherly look on her face.
"If you need help in any way, come talk to me....or probably Hound Dog....Yeah...Talk to Hound Dog." Midnight spoke awkwardly. In a mature move, I set a hand on her shoulder
"Thanks Ms. Midnight. I'll look for you if I need help." A sweet smile spread across her uncertain face. She nodded and went back to the USJ to help.I told the police my testimony and got checked by the paramedics. Once that was done, we were all escorted back to campus.
On the bus, each student wore a glum sullen expression. Except Todoroki, for obvious reasons. While everyone sulked, I observed each of them watching for any discrepancies. It never helps to be too careful. I didn't expect to see a slumped seat with a floating pair of gloves.
Hagakure sat in silence but jumped when I sat next up to her. I took of my jacket and handed it to her. She slipped in on and said thanks. I spoke softly
"You doing okay?" She looked jolted at the sound of my voice and I could see the vague outline of her head shoot my direction.
"Uhh...Ya I'm okaa...sniff...No. I don't....I can't...I'm not okay."
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A Deadly Feast
ActionIzuku is an enigma. On the surface he seems quirkless, but deep inside he feels a growing hunger. The power he has is no quirk, it's his genetics. He was born to feast on those weaker than him. He is the last of his kind, the Ghouls.