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CHAPTER XIV – DON'T LEAVE ME – PART II

Fuchou prison, a few weeks ago

"Did he say something about Twice?", Mr. Compress asked, leaning against the wall of the prison's meeting hall.

"No. As I said, he just said we need to prepare ourselves and that Kurogiri will come and take us on a Friday."

"On which Friday exactly? And how is Kurogiri going to take us, isn't he imprisoned in Tartarus as well? Are you sure you didn't just dream all of this?"
Dabi didn't look too fond of Spinner questioning his credibility. They had been imprisoned for almost half a year now and the villains were getting annoyed of each other. Dabi was especially moody – you couldn't even ask him a question without pissing him off.

"I didn't fucking dream, you lizard. He assured me that he used that quirk to communicate with Shigaraki and Kurogiri as well. If you were ever going to trust me, trust me now."

Spinner shrugged and looked around the hall. The other prisoners never talked to them. He had expected at least one or two wanting to challenge the followers of Shigaraki Tomura's League of Villains, but their reputation preceded them. And Spinner had been fine with that.

"What about Toga?", it was Mr. Compress speaking now (although he was just Atsuhiro Sako in here, Spinner still called him by his alias). He had never gotten quite used to seeing the magician without his outfit and his mask.

"He didn't say anything about crazy girl either.", Dabi answered and passed his hand through the black dyed mane. After six months, the roots of his naturally burning red hair were visible by more than two and a half inches. Neither Spinner nor Mr. Compress had ever touched on the subject: if Dabi wanted to the world to know why he dyed his hair, he would tell them himself.
It could have been a fashion statement; it could have been because of the zombie aesthetic. Or it could have been – and to Spinner, this was the most likely option – because he resembled Endeavor a lot. But why Dabi would care about that? He realized, and not for the first time, that none of them really knew anything about the guy.

"Did he say something about Shigaraki other than that they were communicating with each other?"

Dabi sighed and shook his head: "Not really. Well yeah, kind of: He said to trust Kurogiri, no matter what happens."

"He isn't the leader.", Spinner objected. He liked Kurogiri more than Shigaraki, mainly because he was calm, collected and because like himself, he seemed to have a sense of justice. But Kurogiri wasn't the boss; he was completely devoted to Shigaraki and he was not going to listen to any of them. So why did this All for One guy think this was a good idea?

"I know, but what choice do we have? If what you told me about this old man's powers is true, then he is our key to getting out of here. And if Shigaraki really was his apprentice, he will make sure to get him out of there as well."
Right. Dabi had never really met All for One before, being unconscious back at the hideout when Shigaraki's master had saved them.

"He did help us at Kamino.", Mr. Compress added as if had just read Spinner's mind, but the lizard-man remained unconvinced. He couldn't help but feel pathetic that the League of Villains, once so feared in all the land with people admiring them like idols, was now relying on the help of someone that was imprisoned himself.

Dabi was right however; what other choice did they have?

"Fine, I may not like it, but you're right. Let's do it his way."

Present

"Damn it, Bakugou! Can you just get off me already? You're breaking my spine with your weight."

"Shut the fuck up, Bad Hair and get us the hell out of here!", Bakugou kicked around and was sure to have hit Kirishima's face.

"Stop moving, man.", Kirishima pushed Bakugou's boot out of his face, "You should really change your name to 'King Explosion Temper'."

"Close that damned mouth of yours for just a fucking minute and open the car!" The way Bakugou had been cramped in this car's trunk for the last one and a half hours really must have been the most uncomfortable thing he had ever done in his life. Additionally, he had to bring the idiot along, as if the place had not been tight enough already. Whatever had he been thinking asking Kirishima to come along?

"Why don't you open it yourself? The release cable should be somewhere above your head."

"How the fuck should I know where that stupid cable is?! Do I look like a mechanic to you?!"

"Just let me–", Kirishima tried to turn the other way and reached forwards but the only thing he managed to do, was to push his fingers into Bakugou's nose, wearing the blonde's last nerve, "Hold on, I'll try–"

"JUST OPEN THE DAMN CAR, YOU IDIOT!", Bakugou screamed and punched his friend on the head.

"Alright, alright. Calm down."

The rays of sunshine lightened the inside of the trunk when Kirishima used his quirk, hardening the skin on his right arm into spikes to drill hole after hole into the coachwork of All Might's (rented) car.

"You know, you could have used your quirk too. Why do I have to do all the work?", he whined while working on that opening.

"We're in a fucking car, you smartass. What do you think will happen if I use my quirk?"

"Well, you don't have to use your whole power.", was all Kirishima said and he continued drilling the metal.

Once the hole was big enough for them to exit, Bakugou pushed the red-haired teen aside, exiting first. Outside, he took a deep breath of fresh hair and immediately smelled the saltiness in it. He turned around to get a good look of where they were.

They were on an island, with a bridge connecting it with the main land.
But they were so far away, he could barely see the skyscrapers of Tokyo.

No, there weren't any skyscrapers there.
So did that mean they weren't in Tokyo anymore? It would have made sense after a ride of more than one and a half hours.

Kirishima climbed out of the truck and stretched his limbs: "That was horrible. Please don't make me do that ever again."

"Just shut up." Really, why had Bakugou thought it was a good idea to bring him along?!

They both then faced the giant dark grey walls towering before them, built from cement and metal and emitting an enormously fearful aura. Bakugou would have never thought that a prison could make him so uncomfortable. Even Kirishima, who was always optimistic and cheerful, was intimidated by the construction.

How must Deku have felt seeing this?

He shook his head. He probably wasn't even looking! That idiot! Always writing in that damn journal of his!

Although Bakugou couldn't care any less about Shigaraki's well-being, he also wondered how the villain must have felt seeing this giant thing and knowing, that he would spend the rest of his life in there.
Bakugou couldn't deny it: He imagined it must have been a horrid imagination – and briefly, he even felt something like compassion. Though it was a fleeting feeling.

"Bakugou? Where the heck are we?", so not even this thing could get Kirishima to shut his mouth for a minute.

"Tartarus."

"'Tartarus'?! Did you just say 'Tartarus'?", Kirishima grabbed Bakugou by the shoulders, shaking an answer out of him.

"Yeah.", Bakugou answered in a surprisingly calm tone, his whole presence was suddenly like in trance, "And Deku is here."
Remembering Broccoli Hair excluding him again, he snarled and clenched his fists: "I knew it. That stupid son of a bitch."

Kirishima let go of Bakugou: "So Midoriya's here. Fine, I still don't get it. Would you mind telling me what we're doing here? I couldn't hear shit in that trunk!"
But Bakugou didn't answer, he just kept staring at those giant walls in front of them.

"Bakugou.", his classmate waved a hand in front of his face, "Are you there?"

"Eh...?"

"What exactly are we doing? Don't tell me Midoriya is visiting someone in here?"

There was no point in hiding it anymore.

"I don't care about what you're doing but I am going to break Deku's face.", he murmured but apparently, that had not been enough explanation, because Kirishima was still looked confused, "Do I have to spell it for you? He's visiting that freak!"

"What the hell are you talk–", his friend's voice broke. Red eyes became wide and his mouth opened and closed a few times before he found his voice again: "You can't be serious? You mean Shigaraki?! Him? Why?!"

"Because of All Might! You really think the guy visited that creep at the hospital for some investigation shit? How dumb are you?"

Kirishima scratched the back of his head: "Nah, that always seemed a bit strange to me, but I didn't really look into it that much, you know? But of course you would. Your bond with All Might is more.. special than ours."

Although Kirishima had not meant it that way, it still hit Bakugou full force to remember that he had been the cause for All Might to step down as a hero. After that day at Kamino, everything had changed for the number one, for Midoriya and for him.

For Shigaraki too. But who gave a really gave a shit about that guy anyway?

All Might obviously gives a shit about him.

"Well, what are we going to do about it? Wait until they get back so you can kick Midoriya's ass? Because I sure as hell ain't going back into that trunk with you."

Before Bakugou could even consider beating the crap out of Kirishima for that remark, an ear-splitting alarm resounded, followed by an explosion in one of the towers.

"I FUCKING KNEW IT! THAT FUCKING BASTARD! COME ON, KIRISHIMA!"

"What the he–! Wait for me!"

All had happened so quickly.

The moment Tomura had attacked Midoriya, All Might had felt all the joy and happiness inside his heart being drained from him.

Not only had the whole progress he had made with Tomura been for nothing, not only had he been completely wrong regarding Nana's grandson, but he had even gone as far as bringing a student – his own apprentice! – into this mess: It had been him who had asked Midoriya's own mother, Aizawa and the school principal to sign an official document for the boy to enter a cell with one Japan's most dangerous criminals. And then the worst case scenario had become reality.
Why had All Might not trusted his own gut feeling?! He should have had just stopped the whole thing the moment the guard had told him to wait outside.

Damn it, damn it!

But there had been no time to waste on thinking about what had or had not gone as planned. All Might had stormed towards the desk, shouting into the microphone and ordering Tomura to stop.
What had happened next had been like something out of a movie – something out of a nightmare.

Suddenly, all cameras and microphone had just short circuit, as had the electrical locks of every single cell. Even the lights had gone out for a few seconds. They had come back on quickly, not the cameras however; they were broken and All Might's uncertainty about Midoriya's well-being had forced him to run out of the room and to Tomura's cell. The guards positioned before it had been dead. Had Tomura killed them?
Multiple guards had decided on following him, only for them to find out that it wasn't possible to open the door! The cell had always been kept unlocked when someone was in there – security measures – so why wasn't it possible to open it now?!

No, no, no! Damn it!

Next, an alarm had resounded through the halls of the high security prison (was it even right calling it 'high security' anymore at this point?).

"That's from prisoner 8540, Kurogiri!", one of the guards that had been pulling on the heavy door together with All Might, had shouted to the other men behind them and they had all prepared themselves for battle by either activating their quirks or drawing a weapon.

All of Tartarus had been in an uproar at that point.

Then another alarm had gone off, its sound so shrill All Might had let go of the door and had to close his ears off with his hands. The alarm had been so loud it was nauseating, but he somehow managed to ignore it and continued to his work.

Now he was here, trying to open that damned door he had been standing before so many times these past months.

The little window he used to look through before he had entered was covered in blood, making it impossible for them to know what was going on in there. When a guard tried to break it with what looked like a drill-like quirk, the scream of their own men getting burned to a crisp made them stop what they were doing and turn to face their attacker.

"Woah, I can't believe All Might is here too! 'The hell are you doing?"

The former pro hero knew that voice from somewhere. At the other end of this level's floor stood a figure he had last met at Kamino: It was that Dabi kid from the League of Villains! But if he was here, that could only mean..

"The League of Villains is here!"
"Alarm to all hero agencies nearby immediately and get some medics!"
"This is a prison break!"
Everyone was shouting every which way and All Might found it hard to focus. But his number one priority was clear: To save Midoriya.

He ignored the young villain and turned back to the door, continuing to fidget with it until a guard pushed him aside, both of them falling to the ground while the metal and cement of the door as well as the wall around it engulfed in a blue flame, virtue of Dabi who still stood on the same spot, grinning wide and with his hands on his hips.

"Man, you really have become boring, All Might."

All Might knew better than getting mocked by some villain hatchling.

"Then why don't you just look for a different challenge?", he stood up and two guards positioned themselves in front of him for protection. His attention went always back to that door that was separating him and Midoriya and that was now too hot to touch. He needed someone with a water or cooling quirk, now!

"I'm afraid I can't do that. You see, we need our leader back."

Tomura. Would Tomura still lead them?

He won't be leading anyone ever again!

About five other guards attacked Dabi all at once, some of them with their quirks, others who All Might assumed were quirkless, shot with their guns. He had been a hero a long enough to know that Dabi, even though he was a good fighter with an immensely strong quirk, wouldn't stand a chance against so many of them, especially in close combat. Once he lost the advantage of distance, the battle was over.
Tartarus' guards were not the street thugs he usually fought; they were trained soldiers, even the quirkless ones. All Might was convinced the lad was going to retreat and effectively, a warp gate opened behind him. The kid let himself fall into that purple-black hole that closed and disappeared before any of the guards could reach it.

"Watch out! They could reappear anywhere!"
"Damn it! We are losing time!"

Furthermore, an even bigger explosion than the one in the towers made the whole construction shake. It felt like an earthquake and All Might lost his balance and fell. Looking up, he saw cement dust falling from the roof like fresh snow on a winter morning.

Snow. Winter. Nana.

"We need someone to cool this door!", All Might got back on his feet and shouted over to the other men. Fleetingly, he even thought about using his own strength to break the walls, but Gran Torino had warned him that if he tried to use One for All one more time, it might cost him his life.

He didn't care for his life however, he needed to save Midoriya, but who said they weren't going to need his help once the walls were down?

"Is no one here who can help me with this door?!", All Might was beginning to lose hope.

The memories of all the moments he had spent together with his apprentice rushed into his mind. How he had met him, how Midoriya had saved Bakugou from that green slime monster and how many bones the boy had broken before finally learning how to control his own powers.
Young Midoriya! Please, please, stay alive! I don't– I can't lose you!

It would take valuable minutes for the cell door to cool down and they just didn't have time on their side!
Everything was in too much chaos; All Might couldn't hear or see what was happening on the other floors, but once the speakers seemed to work again, all the people in the building were informed about explosions and fights all in and around the prison.

Not only was whole League of Villains here, but other criminals too. Where had they all come from? And if that wasn't enough, they seemed to be interested in freeing other prisoners as well:
"Prisoner 4584 'Moonfish' has escaped!"
"Prisoner 3319 'Muscular' has escaped!"
"Prisoner 1122 'Hero Killer Stain' has escaped!"

Could this get any worse?
Don't lose hope! Midoriya is counting on you!

A group of men came running towards him and the others. One of them had an ice-like quirk, able to cool the metal but it still wouldn't bulge. All Might then finally crushed that blood-stained little windows and stared into the cell, but couldn't see anything from that angle.
All together, they then attacked the walls of the cell and finally, finally, they started to shake. At this point, All Might was sure that someone was strengthening them with a barrier-like quirk, otherwise they would have already fallen. But the guards needed to be quicker: with Kurogiri's warp gate at their service, there was almost no place the villains couldn't go.

"Keep going, we're almost there!", he motivated the men. While one transformed his arms into strong hammers, the other used his metal claws to scratch away the cement like an excavator. They may not have properly trained their own quirks like the students at U.A., but they were still giving it their all!

Speak of the devil..

"GET OUT OF MY FUCKING WAY!"

No. Was this who he thought it was?

"MOVE, YOU COWARDS!", that voice that was coming closer screamed again.

No, no, no!

"Y'all better make way for KING EXPLOSION TEMPER!"

Not him too!

"Who in the hell–", one of the guards that had been working on that door turned around to the shouting that even drowned both of the shrilling alarms.

"I said..
..MOVE!"

An explosion so bright it blinded All Might he took cover! This time it was caused by Bakugou using his quirk to blow away the door and with it, some of those thick walls. The cement crumbled down before them. A cloud of dust and smoke made it hard to breathe and everyone coughed, putting their hands in front of their face as a filter.

As soon as All Might could see again, he looked at Bakugou's destruction: The way was free.

The man took a step forwards and noticed that he was feeling dizzy. For a second, he just forgot about Bakugou and Kirishima and about how they had granted themselves access into a prison full of dangerous villains. Unauthorized. But thank goodness they did.
He wasn't angry – he would have to thank them for that later on.

But first..

Midoriya.

All Might climbed over the broken blocks of cement, ripping holes in his pants and his palms, but he didn't care.

Midoriya. Midoriya.

He had to save Midoryia!

Slowly the flying dust settled. Water splashed out of the broken sink and both of the alarms shut off.

All Might felt as if his own heart stopped beating as he saw Tomura, laying on his back and bleeding from his mouth. The red liquid was all over his chin and on his throat and was just horrible to look at.
Behind him laid Midoriya and the boy looked way worse: he was bleeding from his side and was covered in cuts and bruises – injuries that Tomura had caused him.

What have I done?
What have I done?!

From this moment on, All Might had just felt like in a dream; even though after all these years of being a pro hero, he should have been used to pictures like this.

It's different this time.

His vision was blurry, he could still talk but everything went slow and fast at the same time. Am I really dreaming?

"Deku..?", it was Bakugou who spoke. The teen had stepped next to him, looking at the two figures laying there. He walked up to Midoriya and grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him.
"Fucking Deku, answer me!", his voice was filled with so much sadness and the blonde teen didn't even try to hide it.

Upon receiving no answer, Bakugou placed Midoriya back to the ground and looked over to Tomura and then grabbed him by the collar of his black shirt, receiving no reaction.

"YOU BASTARD!", Bakugou shouted at Nana's grandson and raised his fist. His hand remained in the air for a few seconds and even in his dizzy state, All Might could see that Bakugou was shaking, contemplating if he really should go ahead.
The fist then did its job, repeatedly punching Tomura in the face, successfully breaking his nose and his jaw.
"I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!"

"Bakugou, stop it!", All Might ordered the kid but put no effort in on actually holding him back. It was Kirishima who snatched Bakugou's wrists and surprisingly, the young hero did not fight his friend.

Wait, was Bakugou crying? Yes, yes he was.

A few minutes later, the medics as well as the pro heroes arrived at Tartarus. All Might didn't even realise that he was led away from Midoriya and Tomura.

Later on, the only good things All Might remembered from that day was, that Midoriya had been alive (barely) and put into an artificial coma for his own safety.
The League of Villains including Kurogiri and – as All Might later would find out – All for One, had escaped Tartarus, leaving Tomura behind. Why? Who knew, maybe because Bakugou had caused their rescuing plan to fail?
Bakugou and Kirishima had been asked to accompany the police forces back to their office on the main land and they had done as asked. Kirishima had put an arm around the crying Bakugou's shoulder, comforting him on their way out.

And Tomura.. no, not Tomura and not Tenko. Shigaraki.

Shigaraki had been handcuffed on the spot with ten men guarding him until the whole situation was under control again. All Might assumed he would be brought back to the villain hospital for his nose, jaw and other injuries to be treated and eventually.. he would be put into a cell, strapped to a chair and isolated for the rest of his life.

This was his last time All Might was going to visit Shigaraki Tomura.

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