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Sometimes the idea that she wasn't a 'girly-girl' was firmly planted into her mind. Three years of training to be a hero had shaped her into something completely different from what she had once been. However, when everything went dark and the complimentary boom shook the air, she had to _try _not to scream. It was only a moment before that feeling went away but it left her with a sense of dread. Something was wrong and the people around them were screaming. They would be looking to them as a source of hope. They had a job to do. Places with back up power flickered to life, the street lights kicking on and relieving the overwhelming darkness. Dispatchers were godsends to all of hero kind. "All heroes, black out due to a villain attack has been noted. Please try to calm civilians and report on your location. Anyone in sector 27 through 32, please remain on standby." The voice through their ear pieces calmly relayed them vital information.
That was right next to their sector. If she was remembering their route then they'd actually just brushed the edge of 29 about ten minutes ago. A horde of people started to gather near them, seeking refuge near their promised safety. It all felt like a lie at that moment. Uraraka didn't know what was going on any more than they did. She didn't even know if she would be useful here. She could just as well get in the way. "All heroes, please report to sector 30! Two reported villains, possibly more. Current known quirks: Suspect one, strength based quirk, female. Suspect two, male, with ability to manipulate metal. We ask that you express caution as you engage. Their target was a large pharmaceutical warehouse, they could have potentially lethal drugs at their disposal."
Maybe she wasn't one to normally curse, but that didn't mean that she couldn't. "Fucking shit." She hissed.
"Damn straight. Okay, let's get there. Deku?" Just as promised, instead of running headlong into the fight, Bakugou held back, differing to Deku. In a moment that made her both love him more and want to slap him, Deku took the time to ask the crowd of people to step back. She slapped Bakugou on the back and floated herself, grabbing onto the back of Deku's shirt. Even when weightless she could feel the air trying to leave her lungs as they shot into the sky. Damn his sexy as hell legs and their strength. "I think I know the building they're talking about. Hold on tight!" A foot tap on the roof of the building they were going to land on and they were already soaring again. They didn't touch the ground again until they were in front of a crumbling building. She release her quirk before looking around. Metal around the entrance was twisted and pushed out of the way. Glass and chunks of concrete littered the area. Civilians around the area were already running away. "Where are they?" Bakugou hissed. "The fastest way out of this area would be-"
"Help, help me!" A woman was reaching for them, tears running down her face. A car near the building had her pinned to the next building over. Blood was streaming from some spot in the woman's hair. That spot deep down where her instincts lived lit up like a Bon celebration. This was their villain. None of them moved. "Oh, you're not going to fall for that, too? Such a pity." The car came flying at them as the woman kicked it with a laugh. Deku was already moving to stop it. Ground Zero was ready, hands up and open. As it spun towards them, Uraraka kept her eyes on it. There was supposed to be another villain. Just before Deku was about to smash the projectile out of the way, it careened over both of the guys. This was why she didn't look away. As fast as she could, she shot to the left and reached a hand up. A blinding moment of pain overtook her, radiating from her hand. The car was standing still now and she was cursing what she was about to do. She ran a few more steps before releasing. Her right hand was red and swollen, painful. It might not be broken, but it was definitely not alright. She could still move her fingers, at least. "Tatsu! They stopped it! We need to leave!" A male gave away his position by screaming. He had a large bag slung over his shoulder. Those were probably the drugs they'd been warned about. "Shut up, they're just kids. We get rid of them fast and we have a window before the actual heroes-" Uraraka's mouth hit the ground. Green sparked from on top of the woman who was now flat against the ground. She didn't remember even blinking.
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She hurt them. They were hurt because of this woman. His mind bounced back and forth. Breathing was the only thing keeping him from potentially hurting this woman. Breathe, don't break her bones. Breathe, don't hit her. Breathe, check on them. Bakugou was standing back up, one hand cupping the large gash on his shoulder. When the car had readjusted he'd been smacked by it. If he was standing, he was okay. His eyes darted to Uraraka. She was staring at him, her mouth open. In her left hand she held her right. It looked bad, but not like his broken bones ever did. They were okay. Breathe. Don't crack the egg. Don't break this woman's bones. There is paperwork for that, don't do it. Something groaned loud and started to screech. The metal light pole behind him warped and twisted. Somewhere he heard a voice telling him to get off of her. The voice was much quieter than the metal. Still in the ground, the pole twisted back sharply and then flung it's self like a messed up baseball bat at him. If he moved, then the woman would be free. If he stayed still this was going to hurt like hell. Too late to move now, he shielded himself as best he could from the incoming impact. He could _feel _his brain being jarred about in his skull. The concrete of the building crumbled behind him and the pole. Izuku wanted redefine the term 'having his breath taken away'. Every single breath was pain. Collapsed or punctured lung? Didn't matter right now, he was trapped. Once he was free it might get easier. He had to get back on that woman before she could get up. The other two weren't going to have the raw power to restrain her. "I'll KILL you!" Bakugou screeched, somewhere. Izuku pulled his body out of the wall. The push against the pole was the hardest. It shouldn't have felt that heavy, but he was struggling to move it. Ringing and swirls of light surrounded him as he stumbled the few steps to the woman. She was sitting up, looking rather surprised. No, that wasn't right. She was scared. She was scared of him. Good. He wasn't in the best of moods right now. Still, a smile grew on his face. "I'm here." He warned, kicking her in the stomach and then keeping his foot down on her chest. She smashed her head into the ground for the second time that night. This time she stopped moving. He could feel her breathing so he didn't check to see if she was okay. His eyes darted around hoping to find his teammates instead. "Die, die, die!" Ground Zero was sending explosion after explosion into a metal shield that the man was trying to use. Despite being able to contort metal, the shield was crumbling against Ground Zero's attacks. Uravity was actively talking into her earpiece and keeping an eye on Ground Zero. She started to walk towards him and he could hear her now. Everything was fuzzy, though. He definitely had a concussion. "The female is unconscious now, but still breathing. The male is still putting up some resistance, but is pinned down. Ground Zero seems to have it covered for now. I'll step in once it's clear for me to do so." There was a pause. Uraraka started to giggle a bit. "No, he won't actually kill him." She dismissed. "I'm checking Deku now. Standby, please."
She approached him slowly, looking him up and down. "Don't you dare say that you're fine." Stern and on point, he could see her wracking up injuries in her mind. He must be worse off than he noticed. He kept trying to suck in air. The ability to reply was escaping him besides giving her a thumbs up. He could handle this for now. He's had worse. "Deku is in severe condition, but still working off adrenaline. Please make sure you bring someone to help. His breathing is really bad. No doubt on a concussion." Worry stretched her voice thin. Her eyes were also bubbling up with tears. He wanted to wipe them away. She didn't need to cry over him. "Oh, Deku," she breathed. Spots danced in his eyes. She grew closer and relief came with it. If he could just touch her. Everything would be okay. He could protect her. Just touch.
He felt her arms going around him before he became weightless.
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The shield gave away under his hands and he reached inside, flattening his hand against the villain's chest. "Move and die." He smiled down at him. "Careful with that quirk, too. One of my grenades might go off. I might actually hurt you." Instead, the man seemed to think now was a good time to start screaming for the woman to save him. Everything in him wanted to turn and look. He wanted to know. While he'd been holding his shoulder, trying to figure out if it was going to fall off, Deku had ran at the woman and pinned her. This piece of shit was responsible not only for Uravity's most likely broken hand, but for flattening Deku against a building. Everything had been a scene out of a personal horror movie for the last couple of minutes. He thought that they were both dead at different times. Each time he wasn't fast enough. Each time he'd failed. He couldn't let up, couldn't look. He had to wait and hope that the other two were safe. Uravity's voice was solid and firm. She was okay, but he couldn't hear Deku. Bile rose up in his throat. He mentally fought against his body. Keep the bastard pinned. Keep him immobile. Fucking kill him at the first sign of quirk usage. "Ground Zero, please report. Uravity says you've got the second person pinned?"
"I've got the fucker in my hand with a grenade primed. Yeah, he's pinned." The second mention of the grenade had the man laying absolutely still, crying. "Also seems like a little bitch."
A cough preceded the next message. "We've got services on their way now. They should be there in two minutes or less. Another squad will be showing up at any moment. Cooperate to ensure successful detainment, please."
"Understood."
"Please remain on standby." "Hey," he asked the person on the other end of the mic. "Deku, is he okay?"
"Uravity has reported that he is in serious condition, but should be fine." There was a pause. "Ground Zero, how are you?"
"Fine. Make sure they help Deku first." Anger, red hot, tingled as he tried to keep his voice as even as possible. He might have set off a few of the smallest crackling explosions he was capable of. The man cried even harder, but didn't move. "I'll fucking kill you, you piece of shit. Do it. Make a move." He taunted with a smile. "Ground Zero, that is quite enough." Eraserhead stood behind him. "Sensei." He nodded, already moving away and trying to find Deku and Uravity. Izuku and Ochako. He needed to see them. They needed to be okay.
Deku was not okay. Ochako was helping to load him into the ambulance. Oxygen tank and mask were attached already. There was blood coming from somewhere. "Bakugou, get in, we're cleared to go with him." Something about the look on the medic's face told him that she'd _made_ it okay somehow. He wasn't going to complain and he wasn't going to slow them down. He jumped into the back and sat down next to her as they were shut inside. Deku wasn't okay. Uravity was holding up her right arm to stop it from hitting anything. He still couldn't feel his shoulder, but blood was still streaming out of it. He would need more than a few stitches. In a moment of desperation, he reached beside him and took Uraraka's hand in his. He needed to have some tangible way of knowing she was okay while he stayed out of the medic's way. He couldn't help Izuku. All he could do was know that he would be there for him. As soon as he woke up, he would yell at him. Until then Katsuki remained silent. After a moment he felt a brief increase of pressure on his hand and he returned the act. _They_ would be there to yell at him as soon as he woke.