Ochako's head spun as she pushed herself off the floor into a sitting position. The room she was in was pitch black, no windows, no light. Where was she? Her head was foggy, she couldn't seem to remember what she was doing here. Her memory between last night and right now seemed to be missing. The last thing she remembered was sitting on her couch late at night, watching a movie and then, nothing. She shivered. The room seemed ice cold. Where was she? She couldn't seem to stop asking herself that same question over and over. She jumped as she heard a banging sound from somewhere across the room. Was there a door? What was going on?

A flood of light engulfed the room as she saw what could only be someone opening the door. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light, but when they did she saw a small group of people huddled together, peering in. The one who opened the door glanced around the room, his ruby eyes finally landing on her. He took a hesitant step into the room.

"Who are you?" He asked. He didn't step too far into the room. A girl with long black hair flicked on the light. The room was empty, besides her of course. A boy with green hair rushed to her side.

"Are you hurt?" He asked, helping her to stand.

It took a moment for her to find her voice but when she did, she replied. "I don't think so." She managed to get out. She thanked the boy for helping her stand, and turned towards the blond who had asked her the first question. "My name is Ochako Uraraka." She looked around at the rest of the group. All of them seemed to be the same age as her. There was four of them in all and they all seemed to have a worried and sullen look on their face.

"I'm Izuku Midoriya." He said, and then he started to name off the others who were with him. "That's Tsuyu Asui." He motioned to the black haired girl who still stood by the light switch. "That's Eijiro Kirishima." The red haired boy he motioned to gave a small wave from his spot next to Asui. "And lastly that's Katsuki Bakugo." The boy who had opened the door shot Midoriya a look.

"I can introduce myself, Deku." He snapped. Deku? What a cute nickname. She let out a small giggle before she could stop herself. This caused Bakugo to shoot a look at her this time. "What are you giggling at angel face?"

"Nothing." She giggled. Angel face? Did he give everyone a nickname. She looked at Midoriya, or rather Deku. "Where are we?"

"We don't know." He sighed. She felt her heart drop. Were they in the same situation as she was? She looked around the small room before she noticed something. On the cracking wall next to Bakugo's head was a small picture frame that hung lopsided. She moved over towards it, ignoring the odd look she got from Bakugo as she approached it. There was something about this frame that confused her. Why would it be here? The rest of the room was baron except for this single picture.

She pulled the frame off the wall. There was a box-shaped hole behind it that contained a recorder. Bakugo looked over her shoulder and snatched the recorder from her hands.

"What the hell is this for?" He turned it over in his hands, and then pressed play.

"You may be confused as to why you're here. You'll all realize soon enough, but for now all I have to say is in two hours you all are going to die." It spoke. The voice on the other end was soft and gravily. They all glanced at each other in fear. What was he talking about? "There is a toxic poison in the air that all of you have been already subjected to. There are syringes filled with the antidote around this house."

"What the fuck." Bakugo snarls. Ochako glances around at everyone else. They're all frozen in horror at what the man from the recorder had said.

"What do we do?" Kirishima managed to mutter out.

Bakugo seemed to be angry and slightly terrified. "What the fuck do you think we should do? We have to find those god damn antidotes."

"He's right, we should start finding the antidotes." She stood between the two. Now wasn't the time to fight. Not when their lives were on the line.

"We should split up. It might help us cover more group and find them faster." Asui spoke up. They all nodded.

"Come on angel face, you're with me." Bakugo grumbled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her out of the room. His hand was was warm, and if the situation was different his hands on her wrist would make her blush.

"Why did you choose me?" She asked one they were a ways down the long hallway.

"You seemed like the least annoying person." He grumbled. "Don't make me regret my decision." His hand was still on her wrist but he didn't seem to realize it.

They tried a few of the doors and they all seemed to be either locked or stuck. This only caused Bakugo to get more and more upset. He cursed and punched the wall, causing it to crack. She placed a hand on his shoulder.

"We're going to fucking die in here." He said finally, his voice horse. He turned around and slid down against the wall, pulling his knees against his chest. She gave him a sad look and moved to sit down next to him.

"Don't say that." She sighed. He just let out an arrogant sounding laugh.

"Why shouldn't I? It's true." He placed his head in his hands. She looked over at him.

"We're going to get out of here, you just have to believe it." She placed a hand on his shoulder which caused him to look over at her. His face was contorted in a scowl, but it relaxed when he saw the gentle look on her face.

"I guess you're right." A small smirk made it's way to his face. "Hey, when we get out of here promise you'll go on a date with me."

A small blush made it's way to her face, but she nodded. "I promise." She turned her head away, letting out a cough. The cough left behind a few drops of blood in her hand.

"Shit, we need to find those antidotes." He swore, helping her off the ground. A loud gunshot followed by a scream was heard from down the hall. They shared a worried glance and hurried down the hall in the direction of the sound. What they found was not something she wanted to see. Kirishima was on the ground with a bullet wound to the eye. Blood pooled around his head, dying his already red hair darker. The gun seemed to be attached to the door, so when anyone opened it, it would fire a shot.

Deku had his arms around Asui, who wasn't taking the death of Kirishima well. She probably witnessed the death herself. Ochako put her hands over her mouth. This was taking a turn for the worse. The smell of blood hung in the air, and it wasn't really pleasant. Bakugo let out a string of curses and punched the wall again.

"We need to keep looking." Asui managed to say. She wiped the tears from her eyes and took a step away from Kirishima's body. Ochako only managed to nod in reply. Deku gave her a sympathetic look and walked down the hall with Asui, leaving Bakugo and her alone next to Kirishima's body.

"Bakugo?" She mumbled. He glanced at her with a pained look on his face.

"What are we supposed to do?" He asked, letting out a sigh. "First he's dead, who's next?"

"Bakugo, we're going to get out of here." She was starting to not believe that herself. Especially because of the burning in her throat and the ever increasing dizziness she was starting to feel. She took a step closer to him, stumbling a bit as the room started to spin.

"Woah, angel face are you alright?" His face was laced with concern as he caught her before she could fall. His hands gripped her arms to hold her up.

"I don't-" She was cut off by a coughing fit. She coughed metallic-tasting blood into her hand, the coughing worsening the head ache she could feel coming on. He moved so he was facing her side and picked her up like she was a bride and he was carrying her over a threshold of a new house. She was a little disoriented when he picked her up off the ground and she sent him a confused glance.

"We're both getting out of here." He stated. That was all he said as he carried her throughout the house. However, they still couldn't seem to find a door that was unlocked or any sign of a antidote. She felt her throat tighten.

"Bakugo." Her voice was a hoarse whisper at this point. "I can't breath." His face stared straight ahead.

"We have to keep moving." His voice seemed to crack.

"Bakugo?" She stared up at him. A tear slipped down his cheek.

"I can't let you die. You're the first person in a long time to actually show me kindness." His voice was now a whisper too. Tears flowed freely down his face. He sat down in a corner of the hallway with her laying her head in his lap. She coughed violently. She felt a tear his her cheek. "I'm so sick of losing the people I care about."

She raised her hand to wipe the tears from his eyes. "Please don't cry."

That only made his tears flow more. Her vision was starting to fade. He let out a sad laugh. "You can't die, you promised me a date." She gave him a smile, letting out a soft giggle which ended in another coughing fit. Everything was starting to go black and breathing was getting harder and harder. She felt him place a small kiss on her forehead before she finally lost consciousness.


[Inspired by Sick Of Losing Soulmates by Dodie Clark

Song can technically be in either point of view, oneshot is in Ochako's

Also inspired by Saw II

Holy fuck this hurts my heart. I might go back and rewrite it but it's alright for now. Also this is the longest oneshot I've written so far.]