If only memories could be erased (Shoto Todoroki x oc) Rewrite

Attack Gone Wrong

Tamaki's pov

I hit the ground with a thud before pushing myself up. I stumbled slightly from the sudden movement, placing one hand up to my head incase of a headache. When I'm sure that I won't get one, I look around. I've been moved to a completly different area of the U.S.J. I need to get back now. Dad can't fight all those guys on his own. His specialty is sneak attacks, not head on fighting. I take one look at my surroundings. Lots of trees. I spot a small river. There was a large lake in the middle. That's where I'll find dad. I follow the stream, doing my best to keep at the same running speed but there's only so much stamina I have and it's running out quickly. I spot a couple villians. I press the button on my staff, letting it extend to its full size. I look at the villians and activate my quirk, pushing myself into a jump and hitting both of them with the staff. The electricity sparks off the staff and hits them, giving them shocks and knocking them down easily. I continue running. I need to help dad. I skid to a hault and find the main area. A chunk of those villians are down, definetly the work of dad. I look around and spot him on the ground, bleeding from a few wounds. I grip onto my staff harder, looking for what caused that. I spot some weird creature and run towards it. I jump up, activating my quirk on it and hitting it with my staff. The sparks do absolutely nothing. I jump back, hair falling down over my shoulders. How did that do nothing to this thing. It turns to me and let's out a screech. I cover my ears, trying to block out the sound of this thing. It swings for me and I narrowly dodge. It swings again and this time connects, sending me tumbling across the ground. I push myself up, breathing heavily. I was already running out of energy. I know I didn't eat this morning but this is ridiculous. I can hear it approaching and get to my feet. I look around for my staff. It's back over where I'd been hit. I curse under my breath, looking up at this creature. It screeches again and reaches out for me. I jump out of the way, ready to run to my staff when something grabs my head and picks me up. Realisation hits seconds before my head is slammed into the ground. I cry out from the pain and try to look around for something that could help but I don't have time because my head is slammed into the ground a second time. I hear a crack and I don't know what it belonged to but it hurt more than anything I've experienced before. Weight is put on my leg and I hear another crack as the weight increases. I keep in my pained cry, biting my lip to keep quiet. I'm lifted up again but I'm struggling to stay awake now. I can feel something warm dribbling down my face, my leg is scorching with pain and I feel so sleepy. Sleep sounds good right now. The grip on my head tightens for a second before I hear someone yelling. I try to pinpoint who is yelling and where its coming from but my ears are ringing and that ringing was louder than whoever was yelling. The grip on my head loosens before it is completly gone. I try to turn my head to see but I'm completly out of energy. I close my eyes, accepting the lulling pull of sleep.