The battleground is chaos, and she almost doesn't see it.

Doesn't see him.

Lying there.

On the ground.

Weak.

It's not a word she'd typically use to describe her best friend.

Cheerful.

Supportive.

Sensitive.

But never weak.

He was always so strong.

"Izuku!"

She runs to him, runs to his side as explosions and electricity rages around them, mirroring what she feels.

She drops to her knees next to him, not feeling the pain of the bits of glass and gravel digging into her knees through her suit. "I'm here, it'll be okay. Breathe."

He looks like he doesn't hear her, clutching weakly at a gaping wound under his ribs.

"Looks like you match All Might now, huh?" she jokes weakly, pulling his head into her lap.

His hand not holding his wound reaches up a bit.

"I can-" he whispers in wonder, "-I can see him!"

He reaches for something in the sky.

"Todo..." his hand stretches as far as it could go, "...ro..." he feels his hand fall more than sees it, too happy to care, "...ki..." his eyes close, and he breathes out one last time

She holds her breath, waiting a beat for him to keep talking.

Something.

Anything.

Anything at all.

She'd even take his little mutters about heroes she always griped to him over.

She'd even take his little freakouts.

She'd take anything, if it meant he wasn't gone too.

But he doesn't.

Doesn't move, or breathe, or do anything.

The horror and grief flashed through her all at once and she screams, she yells, she bellows her sorrow because if Izuku isn't there for her, if her one true ray of sunshine is gone in this abysmal dark world, then she might get swallowed in it too.

She collapses over his body, over that little smile that pulls at the corner of his mouth and his silly green costume that she knew his mom had made for him in the beginning.

Oh.

Oh, god.

Oh, god!

Inko!

How could she face her?

How could she tell the woman who was like a second mother to her that he was gone? How could she tell Inko that her son had died on the battlefield, calling his dead husband's name?

How could she break her mother's heart?

How could she tell her that Izuku is dead?! That the boy-turned-man who is like a brother, is dead?!

Oh god her brother is dead!

She lets loose another bloodcurdling scream, and feels strong and calloused hands at her back, could feel the warmth and heat.

She turns into Bakugou's chest, sobbing her heart out and screaming into his chest over and over.

"He's dead! My brother's dead! Oh, why?! Why wasn't it me? Oh, Izuku! Izuku, Izuku! I can't, I won't- Oh, god, why?! Why HIM, of all people?! Why the sweet, kind hero that only wanted to save people?! Why, why, why?!?!?!"

She beat into Bakugou's chest, and though he's already injured he just lets her get it out, rubbing at her knees to let her know that he was here.

He just stares in horror at his friend. He can hardly believe it.

He is barely holding it together, dissociating so he can be there for her.

He knows Kirishima would have his head later, and that his boyfriend would help once the others had left.

All he can do right now is let Uraraka beat his chest senseless until she runs out of energy, all the while looking at his hero, his best friend's empty smile and broken corpse.

He just let her cry.