NeonHorizon: This was supposed to be about All Might T^T But I'm starting to like Shigaraki too much.

"I want you to sting him! I want you to shoot him full of so much venom that he stops moving!"

Hiyori was still in shock from the events around her, but managed to snap out of it when these demands began. She had been expecting a typical villain activity where nothing actually happened. No one actually got hurt. Now here she was in the USJ with a horde of villains, standing near Shigaraki. Her eyes moved from the chaos taking place in the distance, villains attacking high school students, and frowned at Shigaraki. "I'm…not doing it. I'm sorry. I didn't agree to this! I-!"

"You're my support! You're supposed to support me! Now sting him!"

Her gaze slid from the villain to the man he wanted her to kill. A hero with long, dark, messy hair and wearing black. He was already horribly injured with broken bones and probably internal damage. He had already lost a lot of blood. A pair of eyes lifted, meeting hers with a glare, and she felt a chill run through her. "I-I can't." She hated how weak she sounded, but it was the truth.

Shigaraki's eyes filled with fury behind the hand on his face and he lunged forward, gripping her left tail hard. His other hand grabbed her arm to pull her closer, his anger blinding him and making him not realize that all five fingers were touching her skin. "If you're not going to cooperate, then I'll make you do it!"

In the next instant, a few things happened. The first was that the hero's face was smashed into the ground again by the hulking figure called Nomu. The second thing was Shigaraki stabbing the hero in the arm with one of her stingers. When it failed to produce venom, he began frantically stabbing the stinger into the man's back and arm. The third thing to happen was by far the most important. As Shigaraki was preoccupied with the left tail, her right tail darted closer to the Nomu. The fourth thing was the intense, searing pain in her arm where her flesh began to decay beneath his touch.

Hiyori focused on the venom in her right stinger in the instant before it pierced the monstrosity's neck, tears blurring her vision. A level three venom! Come on! Work! Please! I can't let this happen! I don't want these kids to die! Damn it, Shigaraki! Her venom flowed into the creature's blood, rapidly traveling up to the brain. Unfortunately, she miscalculated the potency.

What would constitute as a level three dosage for a normal person was only a level two for a Nomu. It threw its head back and began to shriek at the top of its lungs as it went blind and deaf. The girl's stingers drew from its body and from the hero's shoulder as she pulled away from the blue-haired villain beside her. Shigaraki was panicking now as his inhuman comrade began to thrash, continuing to scream in a way that made everyone close cover their ears.

She knew that she had to act fast. Her hand went to the capture tool hanging on her belt as she dodged the Nomu's blind attacks, its arms swiping at whatever was in reach. Shigaraki hurried to put distance between himself and the blinded beast, but Hiyori sprinted closer. The chain was swung over her head like a lasso and she silently thanked her workout habits for giving her strength. The cuffs at the end snapped onto the hero's wrists and she shifted her weight, throwing him, and the weapon, as far from the Nomu as possible.

In that same moment, it found her. A sharp, powerful set of teeth found her right forearm and it began to shake its head like a dog with prey. Hiyori screamed in agony, feeling its teeth sink deep into her flesh through her sleeve. As she was swung through the air, she heard Shigaraki trying to make it release her and knew it was futile. The thing was blind and deaf. It would take a while for its senses to return, but it would take less time than if it was a normal person. With this in mind, she knew that she had to escape before its sight came back. Even as she was being slammed into the ground, over and over, she was trying to find a way to escape.

Large hands found her legs, pulling and twisting, and she felt tears trickling down her face, dotting the ground beneath her. I'm dead! This is it! This is how I die; saving some random hero! Why?! It squeezed hard, forcing another scream from her. One hand released her and dug at her side, nails tearing into her shirt. Flesh and blood became exposed to the air and her vision was speckled black. She fought to stay conscious as it shook its head again, splattering the ground below with red droplets. Her tails shifted, poised, and struck at its face. She managed to puncture its left eye before it howled and hurled her away from it.

Hiyori's body tumbled over the tiles, her head striking the hard surface and opening a gash above one eye. Breathing was a struggle as she finally came to rest a good distance from the Nomu and Shigaraki. Her gaze wandered as she started to feel numb. Her glasses had flown off so her vision was rather blurry and obstructed by the flow of blood from her head injury.

The dark-haired hero was lying unconscious not far from her, the cuffs still secured around his wrists and the chain wrapped around one leg loosely. She dragged herself closer, trying to ignore the terrifying damp feeling beneath her chest. Glimpsing her right arm, she felt her stomach churn. The flesh was marred from the Nomu's bite and Shigaraki's decaying touch. Blood smeared the tiles in a trail behind her.

If I'm…dying…I won't die without saving someone. If my body…covers his…if I can hide him…Shigaraki won't see him…right…? Using the last of her strength, she hauled herself up and partially on top of the hero. She trembled as she wrapped an arm around the man, numbness ebbing away to absolute pain. She knew that something was broken. Something important. Consciousness kept threatening to leave her. Wincing, she pressed her face into the man's back. "I won't let you die…I won't…let…die…"

Shift P.O.V

"All Might, there's a girl over there! I-I don't know if she's okay, but she saved Aizawa-sensei!"

The fight was over. He was already exhausted and back to his true form. When he turned to where Midoriya was pointing, he felt a chill run through him. Hiyori?! What is she doing here? Despite his fatigue, he managed to get a little closer and saw that she was bleeding heavily from a head wound. Her limp body was lying halfway on top of Aizawa's unconscious form, her right arm disappearing beneath him. "What happened?"

"She came here with the villains, but she attacked the Nomu. I don't know why. It was like she suddenly turned against them."

She was playing hero again. Yagi looked over at Midoriya, checking his injuries. He can't carry them both. I don't think he could even carry one of them and I know I'm in no condition to try it myself. I need to get someone's attention. I can't even tell if she's alive from this distance. I can't tell if either of them are breathing.

He heard one of the other students in the distance, hurrying over to see if Midoriya was okay. The smoke was starting to clear so he had to think quickly before the boy came over. Summoning forth some strength, he cupped a hand around his mouth. "Young Kirishima, can you check on Aizawa and the girl?"

"Oh. Yeah, you're right! I'll see if they're okay, All Might!"

I told her to stay safe! What was she thinking? What was she doing with those villains? Did she think she could just slip in with them and stop them? He squinted to try to see if Kirishima had reached them, but a wall of cement raised and obscured his view. Collapsing, he released a shaky breath. That dumb kid. She'd better be okay.

Shift P.O.V

The second that All Might appeared, he felt a rush of giddiness. He would use the strategy that she had proposed; taking down the big boss as soon as he appeared and sending the underlings into a panic. She would be so happy that he used her strategy. He was sure of it.

Of course, he needed to collect her. Or at least send Kurogiri to collect her. She had been flung aside by Nomu after basically being mauled. He was sure that she was alright though. Shigaraki was convinced that she was alright. Losing her was not an option.

He would need to find a way to punish her for undermining him though. When he wanted her to kill Eraser Head, he was disappointed to find her refusing. He had tried to force her to inject him with her venom, but failed to see her sting the Nomu instead.

The villain had tried to make the Nomu release her when it began to attack, but he knew it was impaired by the venom. He had to watch as she was bitten and smacked around like a ragdoll before she was sent flying through the air in the direction of where Eraser Head landed. He told himself that he would make sure to get her before they left. He was sure that they would be victorious in killing All Might and he would be able to get to his girl.

That was then. This was now. Shigaraki was wounded. He was lying on the floor of the bar, bleeding heavily from his gunshot wounds. Chewing his lip, he could already hear the voice of his master. In this moment, all he wanted was the comforting touch of his support. He shakily pushed himself up, bringing his face away from the floor. "Where's Yori?"

"I wasn't able to reach her in time," Kurogiri answered. "I had to leave her. The way that the Nomu attacked, she may not even be alive."

A fist pounded the floor once. "No! She isn't dead. We have to go back…we can't leave her…Kurogiri, we have to go back!"

"Returning now would be unwise," came the master's voice.

"You need to heal," the other man concurred.

"What happened to the Nomu? And why is there a cat in the bar?"

"The cat belongs to Yori and Tomura Shigaraki. The Nomu was lost due to unforeseen circumstances. He was mistakenly injected with Yori's venom and control was temporarily lost. Yori was injured by the Nomus and we currently don't know her condition."

Shigaraki heard them talking back and forth, but shook his head. He did manage to mention the strange boy with speed that matched All Might's before falling back into irritated despair. When the master's voice was gone, he was left with Kurogiri. The man was less than sympathetic about his injuries and only faintly concerned about the girl's whereabouts. If anything, he seemed more unsettled by the loss of Nomu. "We can get more Nomus! There's only one Yori!"

Kurogiri went behind the bar, watching the thin black cat trot along the counter. It sat in front of him and meowed loudly, cocking its head to the side. "Tomura Shigaraki, if you want Yori back then we will need to find her first. It's possible that they arrested her. It's also possible that she didn't survive the Nomu's attack." He paused, letting the cat nudge its head against his shoulder. "In hindsight, we probably should have told Yori what the plan was."

"I need her…" He glared up at the man, nails digging into the floor beneath him. "Bring Yori back!" The thought of her being gone was panic-inducing. Just the notion of his support no longer being there made him shake with rage. The girl could not be gone forever. She could not be dead. He refused to accept it.

Seeing that the other villain was about to fall into a tantrum, Kurogiri redirected his gaze back to the cat in front of him. "I can try to find her, but you need to focus on recovering. As soon as I know her whereabouts, I'll inform you and we can make a decision from there. We need to strengthen the League of Villains before we try to act again and that could take time."

I need her. I want her back. The blue-haired young man struggled to stand and got to the hallway, blood running down his injured body. His limbs ached from where he had been shot. Every movement hurt and took more effort than he cared to put forth. He made it as far as her doorway before falling to the floor. Shigaraki curled up in a ball and closed his eyes. I want Yori! I want Yori to take care of me!

He reached out, dragging himself closer to the side of the bed, and managed to snag the blanket with three fingers. His nails sank in and he pulled it closer. It fell off the mattress and on top of him, taking her pillow with it. With a trembling hand, he pulled the hand off of his face and set it beside him on the floor. The pillow was pulled to his chest as he glared at the wall, the blanket keeping him warm now. As consciousness fled, he wanted nothing more to feel her comforting touch again.