Our hero in training would be seen slumped against a seat in the waiting room of the hospital, something would be seen clutched in her hands. That something would be a pink phone, clutched under the merciless grip of its owner. And quite frankly, the gravity user was trembling harder than a small earthquake. Her clammy fingers would be seen hovering across a digital keyboard, sweat dripping down her forehead and onto her cheeks. She had been talking to people in the class 1-A group chat, discussing the 'hot topic', the attack on Deku's train.
[PINKY]:
Holy shit guys, did u see the news?! There's a villain attack going on some train!
[THE RED ROCK]:
Yea, im watching it rn. It was pretty brtual tbh.
brtal*
brutal*
That wasn't manly…
[LORD EXPLOSION MURDER]:
How the fuck did I get into this chat again? FUCK WHOEVER ADDED ME BACK, I DON'T NEED TO TALK TO ANY EXTRAS.
*Lord explosion murder has left the chat*
[Cellophane]:
What a ray of sunshine that man is.
[Electro-dolt]
Aside from mr explodey here, i hope no one seriously got hurt.
[Tenya!]:
Hai! Hopefully, the citizens of the trains are alright, and look! All might, Kamui woods, and Mount lady are there clearing out the nomus. Thank goodness the hero's got to the location in time, because they were needed! I-
[Tenya!]:
If they had came too late, somebody could have gotten injured!
[Just call me Tsu…]:
You type too much Tenya., but sadly I have to agree with him, no one was gravely injured, well that's what the reporter says.
[Tenya!]:
WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY SADLY?!
[Just call me Tsu…]:
Nothing~
[URAVITY!]:
Guys… there was someone injured…
[Todoroki:]
Interesting, how do you know?
[Tokoyami.]:
I am interested as well, this is a surprising revelation.
[Electro-dolt]:
Wait… actually?
[Earbuddy]:
I mean, why else would she be saying that?
[Electro-dolt]:
My bad, hehe.
[PINKY]:
Who is it?
[URAVITY!]:
Come to the Musutafu general hospital to find out, and quickly, please.
[THE RED ROCK]:
Cryptic...
[PINKY]:
Alrighty!
[Tenya!]:
I feel as if this is a bad omen, fellow classmates!
And with this, Ochako clicked the power button once, and the entire screen went black. She took multiple deep breaths attempting to stifle her sobs, but she just couldn't. Tears streamed down her eyes, and her hands ran through her hair. The sickening crack of Deku's bones continued to repeat in her head in an endless loop of pain and torment. Her chest rose and fell erratically as she continued to silently sob until her friends' arrival. The dark consuming her vision, as she eventually fell asleep, slumped against her chair…
Then came the dreams.
Deku's head laid upon her lap, blood, drool, tears and vomit coated his chest and neck. But she didn't care, all she looked at was the mangled body that rested upon her. "D-deku?" She whimpered, "D-deku?! W-wake up, please!" Albeit being in a dream, Ochako felt as if her chest was going to burst, guilt-stricken.
She pressed his head against her stomach, a single drop of water dropped in Izuku's hair, then another one, and then a stream of tears gently landed upon his soft, green, hair. "DEKU!" She then buried her head into his hair, her hands clawing at his chest, attempting to feel some sort of heartbeat. "WAKE UP, YOU'RE OKAY, RIGHT?!" She wasn't able to feel a heartbeat. The guilt clawing at her chest then burst out of her mouth: "Waaaaaaaah!" Her voice resonated through the dreamscape she envisioned.
Deku then opened his eyes, and offered a small smile, saying: "Uraraka, wake up! Wake up!"
The gravity manipulator's eyes opened, her body shooting upwards. She felt something connect with her head, a sickening 'CRACK' emitted in the silent lobby. "Holy shit!" Her pink, bubbly friend would be seen lying on her bottom, wincing in pain at what just smacked her. "M-mina! A-are you alright?" Uraraka exclaimed, rushing over to her friend. "Damn, Ura, your hits hurt. But other than that I'm fine!" Replied her pink, quirky friend.
"Sorry to interrupt, but I heard there was someone actually injured in the attack?" A calm and collected voice forced itself into the ambiance of the waiting room, Uraraka looked up to see a crowd surrounding her and Mina (the crowd consisting of Tokoyami, Tsuyu, Kirishima, Tenya, Todoroki, Denki, Hanta, and Kyouka.) Smoothing out her shirt, a red-faced Ochako greeted Todoroki with a small bow and nodded, her head feeling very light.
"Y-yeah, and all of you know him" Instantly, worry filled everyone's faces, was it a hero? A classmate? A teacher? Another foreign voice spoke up towards the children "Visiting hours end at about 6 o'clock, you have about an hour left." Looking at the nurse who said that the group nodded slowly. "Well then Uraraka, lead the way." Piped up the black feathered bird. "R-right." Uraraka stammered, slowly heading towards the room Izuku was placed in.
"What the hell?!" Was, essentially everyone's reaction to who was bedridden. Even Todoroki's stoic wall crumbled, a frown placed upon his forehead and a look of concern. "Wh-where?" He softly asked, looking at the boy placed on the bed. Uraraka couldn't answer, instead, she buried her head in Tenya's chest, sobbing her eyes out. Kirishima wasn't taking it well, his entire body hardened as he entered the room, his jaw went slack, and then slammed against each other grinding his teeth. "Who. The. Fuck. Hurt. Our. Midoriya." Tokoyami just looked, his expression almost identical to Todoroki's "...". Mina's usual bouncy energy drained, and turned into more of a depressed state, hesitantly walking up to Midoriya. "What the hell…". Kyouka's carefree expression broke and turned into a frown, then a slight whimper, and a sob. Denki bit the bottom of his lip, their Midoriya was injured. He took a step towards his ear jack wielding friend and placed his hand on her shoulder for comfort. "Hey, Jirou, if you want to spe-" He was then tackled by a sobbing mess that was unable to bear the scene in front of her. He sucked in a deep breath and wrapped his arms around her, rubbing small circles on her back. Tsuyu felt sick, she felt her contents building up in her stomach and about to throw it out, before taking deep breaths. Sero just stood there in shock, his arms dangling by his side.
Izuku's body looked like a worn out puppet, cast away by its owner. Wires were connected to him, pumping in pain killers and other drugs. His eyes were tightly closed, his breath erratic, yet shallow. His injuries were another story, cuts would be seen spread across his body, multiple deep gashes embedding itself into his torso and arms. A large gash would be seen placed right on his stomach, running from one end to another in a diagonal matter. Bruises were littered across his body. Casts wrapped around his forearms and legs.
Beep...Beep…..beep…...beep. The heart monitor seemed to grow slower and slower each second, worry growing into the people present in the room. Multiple thoughts ran 60 miles per hour for each student. How are we going to tell this to his mother?... Will he come back to the hero course? He can pull through, right? Our Midoriya got this!... Will he survive?
Yet their thoughts were interrupted, when a single broken and shattered voice whimpered: "I-is my Izuku in there?" When the feminine voice said 'Izuku', her already high pitched voice cracked over a thousand times.