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Hey. If you're reading this, thank you and I want you to know you're rad.

I'm taking a shot at this OC/Bakugou paring since I can just imagine Katsuki being a cute little angsty egg when faced with love-life problems. I hope to capture him accurately and try not to deviate from his original attitude/character as the story goes on.

I'm not really too big on explaining things, so I've made this fanfiction to be where you find out things through dialogue or triggered events. For example, you won't know what the character's name or quirk is until next chapter. But if you REALLY want to know, read this backwards:

Her name: ustimihcaH nakiM

Her quirk: noitacifilpmA

I hope you enjoy :D

*(ALSO, things will go slowly at the beginning since I really want the immersion that a lot of fanfictions miss)*

**(AND This first chapter is especially long because I want to cover as much ground as I can before I get into the actual story)**

"And get some milk, too, sweetheart. We're running out."

"'Kay," I smile, waving goodbye to my mother. She closes the door after me as I make my way out of the apartment complex.

This is what my normal day looks like: a trip to the market once a week, taking care of my ill mother while juggling both school and my part-time job. Sure, my life isn't that exciting, in fact, it was the epitome of repetitiveness. I'm not complaining, though. I consider myself lucky for being content, as well as having the ability to predict what my next boring day will be like. Given that I'm quirkless.

Today was rather uneventful, like always. Patches of clouds dotted the sky, but was nonetheless a bright day. I hop on my peach pink bicycle, taking off to the nearest busy road.

'Hey now, you're an all star, get your game on, go play..' I sing to myself, pedaling down the street. 'Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get- Woah! What the-"

A sudden explosion reverberated through the air and shook the nearby cars on their respective lanes. What the hell..?! I look over my shoulder to try to get a glimpse of what was going on and sighed a sigh of relief.

The commotion was at a pretty good distance away from me and my destination. Surely, there would be heroes that would intervene before the situation becomes worse. That explosion was still nothing to laugh at, though... Will they be okay?

"Who am I kidding?.." I say to myself. "They'll be okay.. I hope."

.

The market was surprisingly empty for a Saturday. There were customers strewn out here and there but it was akin to a wasteland.

I shook the unnecessary thoughts off and focused on my shopping list. I didn't have a lot to get, since I lived in a two-person family household. And right now, I've got the majority of the list in my cart. The only thing that's left were the strawberries, which were in the fruit section way in the back of the store.

"Alright, here we go," I settle a small basket of the fruit in-between the can of whip cream and the loaf of bread, ready to head to the checkout.

The last thing I forgot to get had completely slipped from my mind, and was actually not my shopping list at all was... a disfigured hand of a mutated villain.. standing right behind me.

"Whole wheat bread, huh? Soy milk, too.." a guttural voice whispered next to my ear as the hand rummaged through my cart. "Let me guess, you're a vegan?" My face froze stiff; my whole body refused to react in any way. All I could hear was the beating of my heart and the rough breathing of the unwelcome visitor. He continued, "I hate vegans."

Unable to formulate an appropriate response, I look down and watched the sweat drip off my chin, never having been in a situation quite like this. I-I want my normal day back...! I don't like this...! Mom..!

"I-I'm not a vegan.." I stutter quietly. The villain, oozing literal menace, hummed inquisitively. "I-I said I'm not a vegan! It's for my mom.. she's lactose-intolerant. Please let me go..."

"Is that so?"

I nodded. Courage began spontaneously building up inside me, and I managed to look behind from the corner of my eye.

A seven foot tall, charcoal-black man that looked like a ripped Michael Phelps towered over me, inspecting me curiously. There was a large hole in the market ceiling: his improvised entrance. Why wasn't I able to hear any of that breaking?

"Don't bother screaming by the way," he states, pointing to a passing shopper down the isle. "My quirk allows me to create a sound barrier approximately two meters around me. No one will hear you scream, so don't waste your breath. Not that it'll make difference either way," he began laughing menacingly.

I felt my stomach drop and my blood run cold. I was scared.. but I was also furious. Just fuming for a reason I can't explain. This feeling was completely foreign to me. Before I could stop myself, my mouth opened to reply, "Why?"

"Why? Because you're weak. HAHAHAHAHAWHAHA!"

Tears welled up in my eyes. My whole body was convulsing with terror, and a knowing thought in the back of my head confirmed that there was no way I could make it out of this alive. This is it...

I'm sorry, mom.

"Just sit still and behave," the stranger instructs, grabbing me by the shoulders and turning me around to face him. "You'd make a nice meat suit. Nobody will suspect a cute little girl to have none other than THE Knitemare inside of her. Remember the name, kid, as you scream in pain from me entering you-"

"EW NO!" I quickly grab the soy milk and threw it at the villain's face. He took a step back, shocked and appalled from being rudely interrupted. "Why the hell do you think you have the right to play God like this, you sick fuck!"

I took the chance to sprint away. Once I knew I was out of the two-meter zone, I began screaming like a madman. "HELP! THERE'S A VILLAIN IN HERE! SOMEBODY CALL THE HEROES!" I turned a corner of the isle and saw people scrambling towards the entrance, one employee was on the phone crying desperately to an operator.

Good! I got the word out..!

"YOU FUCKING WHORE- GET BACK HERE!"

"Go to hel- AH! CREEPY!" I screeched, jumping back in shock.

The villain, it seems, used his hands to do the walking. A threatening and downright freaky sight of a black, ripped Michael Phelps walking on his hands approached me with great speed. Before I could react and sprint out the front entrance, I found myself toppled over on the floor.

Blood dripped out of my nose, and my left cheek was throbbing from a dull pain. A hand squeezed the top of my head as the villain brought his face to my ear once more. "Little bitches go to hell, you know?"

I hesitantly laugh; all fear from my body has dissipated due to the adrenaline rush. "I didn't expect you to be a Christian."

"Eh, I like to call myself a Catholic, rather."

"Why don't you start calling yourself dead, you piece of shit?"

I gasp, straining my head against the pressure. The foreign voice traced back to a man in a blue spandex bodysuit standing on top of the soup isle. He held a metal trident and was pointing it at the villain on top of me. I recognize him!

"W-Walmart Aquaman!" I muster.

Tears rolled off my face without notice. It was only now that there was a materialization of hope in front of me, did I realize how terrified I actually was. Although I ran away, now that I was captured, I had no intention of fighting back. It struck me with a strange sense of.. disappointment in myself.

How... how ready was I to die..?

"Let that girl go and your life will be spared," the hero continued. "But as long as you are endangering her life, we will have no other choice but to change that!"

He suddenly leapt into the air, poising his trident towards Knitemare but the villain quickly avoided harm by rolling to the side rather unfashionably. "You can have your girl! I'll find another!" he declared, bolting out the double doors of the market.

"Get back here!" Walmart Aquaman followed suit, "Team! He's headed towards Starbucks in Main! There's a whole lot of girls in there that will be in a whole lot of danger if we let him escape!"

Disregarding the ringing in my ears as well as the pain that spanned throughout my whole scalp, I stood up hastily. Black spots in my vision emerged as I circled around the market to my bike. I need to get home ASAP! The heroes can handle this. I'm not having anything to do with this shit- hell no!

Halfway out of the parking lot, a realization dawned over me. "Shit!" I spat, squeezing the handlebar brakes. "I forgot the groceries!"

I can't be going home without stock for food, especially when my mom was hoping for a refill of her soy milk. I speedily run back to the site of my first encounter with the black, ripped Michael Phelps. To my relief, the grocery cart was intact as well as the groceries inside. The only thing that needed replacing was the open box of soy milk I previously threw at the villain's face.

"Okay, this is okay- I'm okay..!" I say to myself, clamping a hand down on my bleeding head, the other steering the cart. "Here we go- I'm done. Thank god!" With the box of soy milk safely in the cart, I veered my way back to the front checkout. I pull out a full hundred-dollar bill [or however much it is in yen], throwing it on top of the partially destroyed cash register.

"W-Wait..!"

I flinched, swiftly turning around to the sound of the hoarse whisper. "Who's there?!" At this point, I was delirious, paranoid, and I just wanted to get the hell home.

"P-Please..." I follow the voice back to the cash register, discovering a heavily injured employee. "H-Help.. me...! Pl-please..!"

"Alright, hold on!" I recognize the man to be the same one that alerted the heroes to this location; the one that was on the phone. He must have gotten crushed when Knitemare launched himself at me! "Just a second.. wait here, okay? I can't lift this rubble all by myself. I'll try to get a hero!"

He held on tightly to my arm, not willing to let go. "My legs...!" Tears streamed down his face, a pleading expression directed at me.

I bit my lip in frustration, "I-I'm sorry! I can't do anything...! I'm so sorry!"

"W-what's.. what's your.. quirk? Help me with it..!"

"I'm sorry- I don't have one," I say, "I'm quirkless. That's why- that's why I need to get a hero here now if we want you out of this!"

The man was now full-on sobbing. I only now noticed that there was a waterfall of blood soaking into his shirt from the back of his head. Holy shit.. is he.. is he going to die?!

"H-Hey, look! I'll get a hero here as fast as I can, okay? Walmart Aquaman mentioned he had a team, so.." I stutter. I broke out in cold sweat, slowly processing the severity of the situation. This man is going to die because of how powerless I am. Shit! "S-so please..! Just hold on a little longer! I just need to-" I began to stand up until the man's hand weakly pulled on my shoe-laces.

"I-I don't think.. I.. it- it hurts too much.." his voice was now a murmur. My heart dropped to my stomach for the second time today. "I have.. a little girl..!"

I have a mom.

My breath caught in my throat. From nowhere, determination drove my body to jump over the counter and began pushing on the giant rubble that trapped the man.

"W-what are you.. doing?"

I gritted my teeth and applied more pressure to my legs and arms. "What do you mean? I thought you wanted me to help you?!"

The employee laughed quietly through his tears, "T-thank you!"

After several minutes of pushing, I decided that my strength was not enough to push it off safely. If I were to just drag it off the man, his legs would suffer the damage, and it would be certain that he may never walk again. My plan was to use leverage and somehow flip the unstable debris off of him.

But how do I do that?

I scan around the store quickly and spot a metal rod that fell off of one of the isles that Walmart Aquaman stood on. "This should do the trick," I run back to the register, jamming the rod in a jagged pocket under the counter. I pushed harder until it was halfway buried in the large debris. To test the waters, I gave the rod a little pull downwards and I discover that there was no way in hell I could fully topple this over.

That's okay. I only need a few seconds. "Hang on, okay?" I alert the man. "Get ready to pull yourself out when I lift it." He nods, catching onto my idea, propping himself up on weak elbows. "We need both of us alive in one piece.. because we've both got someone waiting for us at home!"

Using all my body weight, I pulled down on the rod, successfully lifting the register a good several inches off the ground. The man grunted, pulling himself out in a matter of seconds before the rod bent from my weight, sending me falling on my butt.

"W-We did it!" I laugh triumphantly. Crouching down to the man, I help him on his less-injured left leg. He slung an arm around my neck, and together, we made it out of the store. "Hang on, we'll find someone who can call an ambulance for you!"

"Thank you-"

"YOU TWO! RUN AWAY! NOW!"

My head swiveled towards Walmart Aquaman's familiar voice, only to see the Knitemare's outstretched arm double in size, ready to swing in our direction. Without a second to spare, I push the injured employee down to the ground to avoid getting him caught in the attack.

It all happened in a flash. The air knocked out of me, as the nerves that traveled down my spine jolted from the pain. And then numbness. I open my eyes that I unknowingly closed out of instinct. All I could see was a black blur I assume was the villain that sent me flying a good few feet off. I turn my head upwards with strain to see who had caught me, now that I could feel their warm hands cradling my body.

"N-No way..." I laugh painfully. "You heroes... sure are.. amazing."

I let the tears roll off my cheek as the over-sized, ten foot tall bear wearing a speedo and a cape set me down on my trembling feet. "Are you in pain, girl?"

"No," I shake my head. "Thanks to you, Animal God."

"Animal God!" Walmart Aquaman called as he swung his trident towards a growing Knitemare. "Get these two civilians to safety! I did say to bring the fight back here to avoid further casualties... but I didn't think there'd be people still here!"

The bear, obviously in opposition to the idea, grunted. "This villain is starting to look like something more, boy. You need back up- you can't handle this alone!"

"Well what the hell are those two injured people supposed to do in the meantime huh?! They'll get caught up in the fight if they stay here any longer!"

I limped towards the employee, who supported himself up with shaking arms. "I can still walk," I say to Animal God, slinging the injured man's arm over my neck once more. "Do what you guys need to do. I'll get both of us out here if you cover me."

Animal God liked this idea more, poising himself in-between us and the mutating villain. "I like you, girl. I'll go with your plan!"

I silently thanked the ten foot tall bear, shielding us from Knitemare, who was only growing bigger. The reason why he was transforming was not important to me at the moment, but I had a strange feeling that it was only the beginning of something much greater and sinister.

"We're almost there!" I say, peering at the exit of the parking lot, which was a moderately busy road. "If we can get the attention of one of the drivers, hopefully they'll be willing to get us to the hospital."

The man coughed blood, "I-I can't thank you enough..! I'm indebted to you.."

Damn right, you are.

Finally making it to the sidewalk, I began waving my free arm at the passing cars. "Help! We need help! This man is heavily injured!" And so am I.

Thankfully, despite the rise in crime due to the possession of quirks, people's hearts have become more sympathetic. Whether it be the understanding of fear under the power of a villain, or the unknown yearning to be like a hero, even normal civilians are more than willing to give an outstretched hand. This is exactly what happened once we stepped out of that parking lot.

Cars stopped in the middle of the road, others parked closer to us. People got out and crowded around us, some panicking and some approaching in a calm, but concerned manner. A woman with her two kids and her husband was the first to ask the question I wanted to hear, "Do you two need to go to the hospital?"

I held back tears, letting the fear and terror take over me. This was far worse than the dull, pulsating pain in my back; the feeling of being powerless under someone so terrifying. One that I did not expect to experience in my lifetime. Why did it have to happen to me?

"Yes..!" I choke on my words, wiping my cheeks. "Yes, please..!"

The woman put her hand on my back, rubbing gentle circles, only causing me to sob more. "It's alright, sweetheart. You're okay," she uttered. "You're okay now. No one can you hurt now." Her family led me to their car, her two children helping me buckle in. "Your friend is going in another car. They'll follow us on the way to the hospital, okay?"

I nodded through hiccups. "M-My mom..! I.. I want to see my mom..!"

Her eyebrows furrowed, and she gazed at me with great compassion and sympathy. "We'll get a hold of her as soon as we can, alright? Let's just get you fixed for right now."

The woman was about to shut the car door closed until the second explosion I heard that day shook my whole body down to the bone. Another wave of fear washed over me but this time, it had a different effect.

"T-The heroes! Are they okay?!" I inquired the lady, hysterical. "They need help! There's only two of them there!"

Instead of answering, the woman was frozen in place. I scanned her face and saw a pale comparison of her previously fair skin tone. Her eyes were wide and her mouth hung agape. I follow her vision and saw a great, big trail of black smoke in the sky, emanating from the an orange parking lot.

The woman quickly snapped out of her stupor, shouting for her husband to get in the car. She glanced down at me, visibly upset before telling her children to strap themselves in. My heart was currently beating out of my chest.

What happened? What happened to the heroes?! They couldn't have... they couldn't have lost.. could they?

"W-What happened!?" I demanded. They were now buckled themselves in the front of the car, as the husband turned the key to the ignition.

"It's alright, sweetheart, we're going to call the Pro Hero Association on the way to the hospital," the woman says, taking out her phone. "Just sit back and- hey! Wait! Where are you going?!"

I shut the car door, muting out the shouts of the family and the bystanders concerned for my safety. Hell, even I was muting my own conscience. What was I even going to do by going back there?! I'd be adding another casualty! I'm a quirkless, powerless girl who can't even make a good judgement for her life.

I may be quirkless, but I just saved a guy not too long ago! I can be strong, too!

No I can't! I saved a guy from a sinister cash register counter; saving heroes from a pulsating, black mass ready to explode anything in its way is a whole other story!

"I have.. a little girl..!"

I have a mom.

My feet stop in place as the scene replays in my head.

"We need both of us alive in one piece.. because we've both got someone waiting for us at home!"

That's right.

I'm not a hero.

I'm on my way to my second year of high school. I have a part-time job at a plant nursery down the street of my apartment; the apartment that I share with my ill mother. How would she feel if I rushed to my death consciously? How would she feel if her quirkless daughter pretended to be something more and payed the consequences without having said one last goodbye? How selfish was I being?

Yet standing at the mouth of the empty parking lot, staring straight into huge orange flames roaring taller than the buildings surrounding it, threatening to devour the broken heroes laying at it's feet.. all I could do was run foolishly to their aid.

How ready am I to die?

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Walmart Aquaman screamed bloody murder the second he caught a glimpse of me. "GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! YOU'LL DIE!"

I flinched at the tone of his voice. He's right, though. I will die. "And so will you if we don't do something!" I argue, kneeling down to his side. "Where's your team? You said you had a team!"

"They're on their way! We'll take care of this! So, please..!" He pleads, grabbing me by my shoulders. "Please! Just get the hell out of here!"

"I'm not leaving you two here to die!" I shout over the flickering flames. "Animal God is already at his limits, and you can barely stand up!"

He swung an arm back and before I could react, his fist collided with my face. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! WE HELD HIM BACK SO YOU COULD ESCAPE! DON'T WASTE OUR EFFORTS!" I gasped in shock, holding my pounding cheek. "PLEASE! Please! A hero's duty is to fight and protect, always..! We already lost the fight.. don't make us lose the other!"

"W-Walmart.. Aquaman..!" I utter, on the brink of tears once more. "I-If we escape now..! Then you two will live, surely!"

"If we leave now, who will keep him here?" He stands up, turning back to the flames, trident in hand. "You're a smart, strong girl. Please choose the right decision here!"

I sobbed into my sleeves, taking several hesitant steps back. "I-I.. I just don't want anyone to die!" I cry.

He glances back, giving me a sad smile. "You're a good girl. Don't worry; my colleagues will arrive shortly with backup. We'll survive if we can hold out for that long. Just please- escape now- UHG-"

"Walmart Aquaman!" I scream as a phantom arm emerged from the flames- the same one that sent me flying- collided with the hero's face. He flew back and crashed into the wall of the market.

"Shit!" Animal God hacked, supporting himself on trembling knees. "Go, girl! You have no place here!" His fur expanded three times the size of his body, acting as a shield that blocked the mutated Knitemare from coming in contact with me.

Despite wanting to come back with both of the heroes, I decided that I was foolish to think that I could do anything with my quirkless hands. Staying here would only put one more burden on their shoulders. I had to leave them.

Watching the battle intently over my shoulders as I ran away, I witnessed Animal God take several hits from the arm, only moving back a couple inches. Figured. His body was made explicitly for defense. Aquaman fell to his knees from the indentation in the cement wall, throwing up a good amount of blood and vomit. Guilt, anger and pity ate away at my heart and threatened to stop my legs from escaping.

I can't! I can't stop now!

Knitemare has now fully emerged from the flames; his body dotted with large, mutated tumors, and his arm grew in size and speed. Judging from the look of his face and the dull color in his eyes, this was no longer the villain I encountered from the store. This was a whole different being!

Animal God, at the last of his wit, slowly retracted his fur. His legs and arms were convulsing and jerking in what I assumed to be unimaginable pain after taking so many hits from the villain. There was no way he could continue to fight. There was no way they could win.

This was power.

It towered over me and I now know how unbelievably dumb I was to think I had any say here.

Knitemare raised his arm over his head, ready to swing it down on the broken hero to finish him off. But before I could scream his name, Walmart Aquaman gained a surge of energy and successfully blocked the attack with his trident. He stood there, over his friend with shaky legs, holding off the arm that would decide their fates.

"What.. are you..?!" He hacks, blood spurting out from his mouth.

The villain ceased communication and again, raised his arm in the air. My blood ran cold, and my feet stopped in their tracks.

No way.

It seems the heroes both expected what was to come. They opened their eyes wide and smiled a big smile, directed towards the villain. It reminded me vaguely of All Might's signature fixed expression; it was as if they were giving a nod to the Symbol of Peace.

"Y-You guys..!" I cry into my hands in anticipation. "Don't die..! Why.. why are you giving up now..?"

The seconds passed by excruciatingly slowly as the arm was brought down once more, breaking the trident. My heart stopped at that moment; immense anger and rage overtook my emotions.

Heroes aren't supposed to give up! Heroes are supposed to fight and protect! So why.. why are they just standing there smiling?!

I took a deep breath, taking a step forwards. All my tangled emotions were overwhelming, and I wanted nothing more than to let it out. Even if it meant bringing attention to myself, if I can buy a few more seconds for those two...!

"YOU TOOK AN OATH TO PROTECT ME!" I screamed with all my being. "I'M RIGHT HERE! I'M GOING TO DIE NEXT! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE?!" I choked on my tears, overflowing from my eyes. The heroes lazily glanced at me with astonished faces. "GET UP AND FUCKING FIGHT!"

At that instance, a warm glow enveloped my heart and my body. My hands grew warm and the red in my vision dissipated due to the instantaneous serenity. The heroes now held a ball of light in their bodies and it grew bigger by the second. It all disappeared as fast as it came the second I blinked my eyes. I shook it off, chalking it up to hallucinations from my concussion and looked back up to the heroes.

To my surprise, Animal God was now standing on his feet, and Walmart Aquaman was poised in a fighting stance.

"I don't know what you just did," Walmart Aquaman shouts to me, "But well said!"

"This is kind of embarrassing. We're supposed to be the heroes here!" Animal God laughed heartily. "Lets finish this fight quickly, boy. I've got taiyaki waiting for me at home!"

Knitemare ignored everything that just occured, seemingly focused on destroying anything in his immediate path. He swung his deadly arm down on Animal God, who quickly activated his fur defense mechanism, while Walmart Aquaman, with his broken trident, jumped behind the villain. Knitemare pivoted on his feet and roundhouse kicked the latter hero, but he was quick to dodge, planting the trident straight into the villain's heart.

"Lets keep this up for as long as we can, boy!" Animal god declared, "We know that one stab won't be enough-" He was interrupted by Knitemare screaming in agony as his body hit the ground with an unsatisfying ump. "What?!"

"With one hit!" Walmart Aquman exclaimed, pulling out his trident. "But it didn't work the first time!"

"It must be the girl," the bear noted. "My fur defense was also twice as thick as it used to be."

I stood by; an onlooker to the fight. It was finished rather quickly, despite their previous defeat. Now, they were gathered together, speaking to themselves.

There were many questions I wanted answered, and more that I wanted to ask. But at that moment, the only thing I could feel was the weight lifted off my shoulders. I wasn't a hero. I didn't fight. But I knew that if those two were going to die, I was going to die with them. Call it foolishness or naivety, but there was a feeling in my gut that just wouldn't settle down.

Even now, it was in a frenzy.

Actually, I don't feel too good.

My whole body was in turmoil and at the same time, it dropped from.. exhaustion? Today has been a hectic day. I needed some well-deserved rest. The heroes can handle it from here. So I guess...

I'll just go to sleep.

Then everything went black.

Hey. One last thing, I'm not sure how often I'll update. Things will continue like this at a sort of slow pace, if you don't mind.

Feel free to leave a feedback. AND also suggestions of OC hero names for random characters that pop up.

Thanks!