Bakagou was stuck on patrol with Half n Half and Round-Face, blasting his way ahead of them and propelling himself over the rooftops. It was a decent day out, cloudy with a bit of sunshine. His gaze flickered over the ground, scanning for anything too suspicious while the others remained on the ground.
Kirishima was in a separate patrol with Midoriya, the two checking out an alley that suspicious activity had been reported in. The redhead remained behind the freckled hero, as his partner peeked around the corner.
All clear." Midoriya quickly said, before turning the corner. Kirishima took a deep breath before following, an uneasy feeling growing in his stomach about this. There was a sudden snap as they rounded the corner into a dead end, and villains surrounded them.
It had been about twenty minutes later when Uraraka let out a scream, a familiar sparking green head stumbling out of the alley. His skin was pale, and he had blood coating his suit and face. There was a final flicker before he collapsed to the ground. A handful of large darts were poking out of his back and he was lucky to even make it this far.
"What the hell was - Fucking Deku?!?!" Bakagou snarled as he heard the noise and spun around, landing down to the ground towards the female holding the unconscious hero.