With a primeval battle cry Bakugou arrived at the VIP balcony and lost no time to swing his fists at the man in front of him. "Dabi, I'll fucking kill you, you fucking piece of shit!"
Easily Dabi's clone dodged, "As arrogant and irrational as ever. But I still think you'd make a better villain than a hero with that brute force! If this term is disturbing you, remind yourself that heroes and villains are just labels fabricated by the ones, who try to rule us. You should join our cause! I bet your beloved would like that very much," he said and emitted a darting flame in Bakugou's direction.
The ash-blond flipped over backward to avoid the flames and as he realized they would hit him anyway, he stretched out one of his arms and repeatedly fired concentrated blast beams at the flames to create a counterfire. "Where is she?!" he growled like a beast.
"What a nice facial expression you have!" The clone generated more dark-tinted flames with his whole body, "I guess you really like her then? I can see why. She's special." The chairs and the curtains of the balcony caught fire. Little pieces of blaze floated through the air, rained down to the lower ranks. His cold blue eyes and his evil grin shined through the flames and smoke like the effigy of a demon.
'It's too late to lose control. It's too soon to save your soul! You've already smashed your bones into the fire...'
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In an endless loop of repetition Todoroki fabricated mountains of ice to halt his opponents. But it was no use, in their furious and strengthened state, most of them broke free after a while, just to be captured by the walls of ice again and again. The bicolored-haired boy panted in exhaustion and wiped the sweat from his forehead. 'There's no point in that. I'll have to find Y/N and get out of here with the others,' he thought and scanned the area.
As he noticed that there was a path behind the stage leading to somewhere else he decided to create as much ice as possible to provide him with the time he needed to reach his now set goal. He hadn't seen you anywhere in the hectic battlezone, but he knew you were in this building. Hidden from the eye you had to be somewhere more secretive. His assumptions turned out to be correct. The path behind the stage led him to an old door with flaking white paint.
The red string of fate pulled him rigidly forwards. He had no idea what was awaiting him, the sudden rush of adrenaline pulsated through his system. With a skillful kick, he kicked the door in.
Casually leaning against a wooden bar stood the black-haired man he had faced during the School Trip.
"Long time no see, my dear baby brother," he said, downed a glass of Whiskey and threw it against the wall, where he had hogtied you like a dog. The splitters bounced of the brimstone wall, a few of them grazed your face, leaving cuts on your skin. "Run! He's crazy!" you yelled.
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Rooted at the spot Todoroki stared at you both in shock. 'Brother?... Is he really...?' he thought.
'How sad. People say blood is thicker than water, but I guess this doesn't apply to our family,' thought Dabi, stretched and positioned him for the first attack. "I wonder if father will be sad when his precious half-breed dies. Probably not. He always could create a new one. But let's find out!"
"Move, fucking move!" you yelled full-throated as Kagutsuchi discharged his flames from his hand like a flamethrower.
In the last second Todoroki parried the flames with his ice, generating a cloud of hot steam.
You knew far too well, that he wasn't the best thinker when confronted with a highly emotional situation.
"You'll never beat me like this. I thought there was more to you, but I guess I was wrong. Let's just get this over with," laughed Dabi and released a flood of his dark-tinted flames. You felt the incredible heat, which scorched the fine hair on your arms.
"Shouto, please! Don't care about me and run!" you begged him but he wasn't entirely here.
Finally, after a too long moment, Todoroki bit hard on his own lip until the pain pulled him out of his current numbness. His left side activated, long bright flames surrounded him like a coat, his eyes full of rage. Never you'd seen him this angry. 'I'm not going anywhere without Y/N!'
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"Ahhh," sighed Eraserhead as he saw the furious crowd around the Meijiza Theater. Students from class 2A had informed Present Mic, who was on duty this night, about the situation. And he, on the other hand, had driven with his motorcycle to Aizawa's place to wake him up, explain everything and to take him to the center of the revolt, where they most likely suspected their missing students to be.
"Why must it always be my students, who are in the middle of the most fucked up situations? Remind me why exactly I became a teacher?" he asked and put his goggles on.
"Don't fret my friend! This only shows how gifted and good-hearted our sweet little students are! We were no different" laughed Present Mic and patted his friend's shoulder, "Besides, this looks like the perfect stage for me," and cracked his knuckles.
They both winced a bit as an enormous explosion caused the ground beneath them to shake.
Flames and huge pillars of smoke raised from the theater up to the sky. Backdraft and his crew already tried to handle the fire but they were impeded by the furious crowd.
