in which a girl with a deadly quirk likes to take pictures of her classmates for her instagram page.
[ON HIATUS]
[under editing, so don't be surprised if it shows up as updated when i'm just editing]
started: september 6 2020
ended: --
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hana_bb the world is falling down, and nothing ever changes
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【 disclaimer: reference to gore 】
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hana sato
we all walked out onto the street with the hero killer in tow. i stayed silent as they talked to each other and we heard someone from across the street yell. with me feeling the heartbeat immediately, it became recognizable and i look up to see gran torino.
it isn't a surprise that i know the man, he was another family friend from my dad, or more so my grandfather on my dad's side. i could see more wrinkles than i saw when i first met him as a kid. "ojii?"
he looks at midoriya especially, before coming to this side of the road and kicking midoriya in the face. i couldn't help but snicker a little as he scolded him. gran torino must have been the one to send him an offer.
he steamed angrily as he explains he was told to come here and was glad we were okay. he even compared him to someone named toshinori, which i didn't really get.
"ojii," i called and he looked over to me in surprise. "do you happen to have some juice?" i say sheepishly and he huffs some air and takes an undamaged box from his scarf. i could never get how he can put stuff in there so safely, but it was like a party trick to me as a kid. handing it to me, he scolds me for being on the scene, to which i blamed midoriya.
many more people started showing up on the scene, including my own mom and some of her interns. they begin to inspect us, diagnosing our injuries as my mom frantically looked me over.
"are you okay?" i nod my head tiredly.
"are you hurt?" i nod again.
"did you kill anyone?" i shake my head with a faint smile and she gives me a little laugh. then, noticing the others, she looks down to see the hero killer tied up.
"is that the hero killer?" she asks, almost too nonchalantly for having gushed over my condition. i nod and the heroes around us gasp. she then looks over to me. "are you able to hold him right now?"
i shake my head. "no, i wasted a lot of energy trying to heal up the other idiots who were fighting him." she smiles and nods down to me. "i will be able to once my energy is back up again."
after a couple of minutes, the heroes went to call the authorities to take care of the situation. i was crowded with my mom and midoriya and todoroki. i felt iida come up to us and bow as deep as he could, apologizing for allowing us to get hurt. i scoff, not in the mood for this nonsense for almost the tenth time today.
he had begun crying and todoroki told him to get his act together, being the class rep. he agreed and i sighed.
"iida. you shouldn't be apologizing to just us. you should know that you cracked a couple of stain's ribs and caused him internal bleeding that not even i can fix right now." i explain, looking down at stain and hating the feeling of blood sloshing around in his body more freely. "i won't accept your apology for doing that." i say almost coldly as i look and see the shock on everyone's face. i turn away, embarrassed, and walk to the rails on the road to relax.
i could definitely yell and scream at them for their inconsiderate fighting style. but i'm so tired that i can't even hold stain in place so he doesn't get away should he decide to get up.
all of a sudden, i felt something being hurtled, or perhaps flying through the sky and before i could react, midoriya was in the air and caught in a nomu's claws. i felt stain get up, and he looked at me quickly before licking the blood that had landed on the woman's face.
my eyes went wide as i realized what he was doing and i stared as he broke from his ropes and went over to save midoriya from the nomu. my mom was frantically looking at me, yelling for me to stop him but i ignored it, entranced in the action of the "villain".
he stumbled, almost on his knees and i snapped and tried to pull him back up, rapidly trying to get his blood back in the proper places. however, with my low strength, i was unable to stop most of the blood from flowing out of its proper places.
i run to the middle to get a better range as the heroes try to pull me back, ineffectively, and there's a heat by my side and suddenly it's gone as the hero killer turns and tries to walk back, staring at everyone. everyone except me is stuck in place as he monologues.
"you fakes... i must make things right."
"someone must be dyed in blood."
"i must take back what it means to be a hero!" tears prick my eyes as i rapidly try to save him while he continues to move. he's acting on adrenaline and can't feel the pain.
"come! try and get me you fakes!"
"the only one i'll let kill me is the true hero, all might!" i choke back a sob as my attempts at holding this man together even if it means a fight, fail. the sound of a knife clicking to the ground fills the silence and i fall to my knees.
his cracked rib punctured his lung at that moment and i couldn't change that. he went unconscious where he stood, and became extremely close to dying.
and with that thought, i give a small sob into the silence. i could barely even help.
