I've had this idea for a while now lol. Anyway, I hope you guys like it! It's like a comedy/romance/action-adventure. Enjoy! (Also, happy Valentine's day!)
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Quirk: Crystal

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I stood in horror as I watched my childhood hero withering away into practically nothing. All Might had just fought the battle of his life as all of us in the city watched the TV monitor in shock, confusion, and amazement. The city looked like a warzone because the impact of their blows blew back all the buildings and shattered all the glass. Not to mention I had just helped rescue my boyfriend Katsuki after being kidnapped by the League of Villains. He reached over and put his arm around my shoulders while reassuring me that he would protect me no matter what may come of this dire situation.

Deku started bursting into tears as he witnessed his idol get punked by the villain onscreen.

"ALL MIGHT!! YOU CAN DO IT!!" he wailed, as his tears started showering all of us.

"Is it raining?" Eijiro asked.

Deku shouted, "HE CAN DO IT!! HE CAN STILL SMILE!! HE CAN BEAT HIM!!"

All Might shakily lifted up his arm and pointed a bony finger at his audience—as if that finger was boring into our souls. "It's. . .your turn."

Suddenly, all went black. Not just the TV monitor—the entire city had a blackout. The only way I even knew I was still alive, was the feeling of being in Katsuki's arms and the sound of people around me screaming.

Shouto lit a torch with his hand to give us some light so we could see. The ambient light from Shouto's flame reflected off of the engorged eyes of thousands of Nomu who were suddenly surrounding us.

The last I saw of Deku, his Full Cowling fluorescent trail shot across the sky like a comet as he pursued a Nomu into the darkness. Deku's fight or flight response caused the other Nomu to violently start attacking us as if he had just shot an arrow into a hornet's nest. Suddenly, a Nomu lunged toward me, so Katsuki shielded us with a powerful explosion that knocked a dozen back.

It was then that we realized there was no hero to save us now. The bystanders were quick to notice this, which made them take matters into their own hands. Quirks of all different kinds began strobe-lighting the street with vivid colors; thus, attacks against the Nomu started going off like firecrackers.

Caution was not an option in this situation. Instead of gawking at the action around me, a rush of adrenaline pulsed through my veins and drove me to fight alongside my friends. I took a glimpse to the right and detected that several Nomu were sneaking up behind Katsuki, preparing to ambush him. So, I darted up and projected a wave of crystals in their direction, which threw them back from the impact.

He caught sight of what I did and mouthed, "Thanks." As he winked at me, before turning his eyes back to the fight. For the rest of the battle, Katsuki and I stood back to back, fending off any remaining Nomu with our Quirks.

All Might had failed us. We only had each other now. It was becoming impossible for all of us to stick together. We drifted away like a boat without oars on a stormy, windy night. No matter who I got separated from, Katsuki and I made sure that we were always within arm's reach of each other. My determination to not lose sight of him was equally matched by his fierce, protective side. Even in the face of possible death, I knew somehow that we would be okay, because Katsuki would always be my hero—even if All Might failed—Katsuki would never fail me.

We battled till daylight, slaughtering every Nomu that came into our path. When the Nomu were finally eliminated, Katsuki and I collapsed in the gutter—still back to back—out of pure exhaustion, most likely presumed dead by bystanders.

At dawn, Mr. Aizawa spotted the two of us and yelled for Katsuki and me to go with him. But we were so stiff from sleeping back to back in the gutter that we could barely comprehend words anymore.

"Did you hear something?" I mumbled to him.

"I dunno. I thought you said that."

"Are we dead. . .?" I asked.

"I hope so."

When Mr. Aizawa approached us, he whipped his tape around the both of us and drug us like chihuahuas on a leash passed out from heat exhaustion.

Fading in and out of consciousness, I later heard that Mr. Aizawa had gone around picking up as many of his students as he could find and taking us to the school gym as a makeshift shelter.

A Month Later. . .

"It's been a month since we almost died in that gutter from fighting that Nomu apocalypse," I said. The entire city still was in total blackout with no running water or electricity. The only source of power we had was an industrial generator that Denki had to recharge for eight hours every day—needless to say, that's where he spent most of his time.

I looked at my reflection in a side-view mirror that had been ripped off a car door by some random freak that I found in the collection of useless junk that had been scavenged by all the hobos in our shelter. "Katsuki, look at me!' I turned to him, making him flinch.

"I do every day, babe. You're beautiful.

"Liar!!" I accused. My eyes had dark circles down to my cheekbones, and my hair was a frizzy mess that was started to resemble Katsuki's.

"Remember, objects in mirrors are larger than they appear."

I chucked the mirror at him, narrowly missing his gorgeous face. Subconsciously, I must have not wanted to harm his perfect visage, since he was the only thing I enjoyed looking at in this bleak time.

"You're such a jerk!" I pouted. "I haven't looked beautiful since the day I saved your life!"

"You mean the day I saved your life?" he suavely replied.

I folded my arms. "What does that I even mean?"

"From the Nomu that jumped at you, remember?"

"Well, technically—I saved your life twice," I corrected. "First, from the League of Villains—and second, from those Nomu about to ambush you."

"So, you want me to become a human footstool or something?" he teased.

I flirted, "Let's just say we're even."

I slid my hand into his as we locked fingers. We strolled down the hallway of the gymnasium, bypassing the hobos sitting on the floor, crying babies, and trash strewn everywhere.

"Wow, this is so romantic," I said as I breathed in the aroma of who knows what.

Katsuki kicked a few unconscious rats aside, creating a path for us to continue our "romantic" stroll. An ancient hobo—the size of Yoda—yelled, "Hey! That's my supper! Get your own!"

"Buzz off, refugee!" barked Katsuki.

As we distanced ourselves from the rat eater, I leaned close to my boyfriend and whispered, "Hey, was that Gran Torino?"

"Dunno. But I wouldn't doubt it."

I shuddered from the thought. It was then that I panicked. If the Pro Heroes were becoming this barbaric, what will soon become of us? "Katsuki, I don't wanna eat rats!"

"Babe, I'm not Shrek and Fiona isn't you."

I clung to his arm, recoiling at the fear of losing hope because the circumstances were becoming more desperate. It was as if Katsuki was the only sane one left in this shelter. I feared the longer we may stay, the more dire the situation might get.

"Katsuki!" I trembled. "We need to get out of here. I can't take it! It's like some made-for-TV survival movie off the Syfy channel! And my nose hates me! It's so gross here—I feel like I'm getting asthma all over again!"

"Just breathe."

"I DON'T WANNA BREATHE! IT'S SO NASTY!!"

"You're hyperventilating, babe. Just calm down." He pulled me into his arms to cocoon me into his chest, so all I could breathe was his Axe cologne that he had beat up one of the hobos for. Like that was much of an improvement.

Most of the time, I was the calm one and he was the spastic one, but l guess he knew to comfort me since I usually never freaked out. I then sobbed into his jacket which probably belonged to someone else. "WHEN WILL THIS NIGHTMARE END!?"

He pulled me closer to caress my hair while glaring at the nearby hobos gawking at us. "I'll get you out of here. I promise."

Katsuki wasn't one to make promises, so I knew he was sincere.

An hour later, we were back with the few friends that Mr. Aizawa had also recovered: Eijiro, Denki, Hanta, and Mina.

"Gran Torino is eating rats. GROSS!" Denki gagged.

"Where'd you hear that?" asked Mina.

Katsuki answered, "Didn't you see that senile old geezer in the hallway sitting next to a few dead rats and an Easy Bake Oven? (Y/N) and I literally tripped over them!"

"You're exaggerating," I laughed. "You kicked them aside with your foot."

"I shoulda kicked the old man in the face while I was at it." He paced around, fuming at the current situation and blurted out of the blue, "This is worse than juvie. We gotta get outta here."

"But we can't!" Mina objected. "This is the only place that's safe."

"Exactly! Which is why we've gotta try to find our friends," said Eijiro. "I'm with you, Bakugou."

Although I was scared at the thought of what we may encounter on the outside, I totally agreed, "Our friends could be facing danger or starvation and we're running out of food here quickly ourselves."

The rest of the students and teachers were currently missing. Our food pile was starting to diminish, so we were having to start rationing. Wherever my other friends were, it was getting more urgent to find them as soon as possible.

"Well, even if we tried to find them. How?" Mina panicked. "I mean, they could be anywhere in the city or outside of it. Besides, what if we run out of food on the way?"

Katsuki cut her off and yelled, "The longer we sit here—the worse it'll be! When we find them, we're ditching the city and we'll start over somewhere safe."

I stared down at the ground, reminiscing my life at U.A. I never imagined that it would turn out like this. But since this apocalypse was bound to happen, I'm sure glad it happened after I had met the love of my life and all my friends. Somehow, I knew—we would beat the odds.

"But do you even know how to lead a zombie apocalypse team?" Hanta questioned.

Katsuki assured, "As long as everyone does whatever I say, then I'm leadin' it."

"But what if what you say gets one of us maimed?"

"Some of you may die, but that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make."

"Okay, Lord Farquaad," I snarked.

"Not you, babe," Katsuki reassured.

"Oh, so you're leaving the rest of us to die?" groaned Denki.

"No one's gonna die! I've killed thousands of zombies in The Walking Dead: The Final Season on my Switch which is probably in some Nomu's stomach right about now. I've been preparing my whole LIFE for this."

I said to him, "Katsuki! What did I say about playing violent video games!?"

"How do you think I'm gonna protect you in real life, woman!?"

"Don't call me woman! If you do, you'll be eating my crystals!" I said, threatening him with my Quirk.

"Wait, like Crystal's? The burger joint?" Denki wondered.

"Man, I want a burger so bad," Eijiro sighed.

"I meant my Quirk. . ." I told them. "Plus, I'm pretty sure most of the restaurants got blown up."

"I guess the ice cream machine at McDonald's isn't the only thing broken now," Mina snickered.

"Stop yappin'. Guys, we're sneaking out at dawn," Katsuki told us.

So, that was our plan.

Before we headed to bed on our cardboard pallets, Katsuki pulled me aside away from earshot of the others. He held me in his arms for a few moments and asked me if I was scared.

"Hey, you scared?"

"I mean, zombie Nomu are running amuck," I replied, even though I couldn't stop trembling at the thought of what we could encounter.

"Shhh," he shushed me—even though he was asking me a question. He placed his lips up to my forehead and reassured me by saying, "I'll always protect you."

"But what if you can't?"

"Then I'll use the Force, duh. I mean, who would dare go against me, King Explosion Murder? I always use one-hundred-percent of my power unlike that Icy-Hot—wherever he may be right now. Probably got eaten by Nomu since he's only half a man."

"You're still holding a grudge against that? It's been months since since the Sports Festival!"

Katsuki's eyes started twitching as he fumed, "Ever heard of reruns!? The whole world keeps watching it over and over again! I can never live down his purposeful attempt to show me up by just letting me win!"

"Honestly, if he had used full power—would you have even won?"

"HOW CAN THAT THOUGHT EVEN ENTER YOUR MIND? I'M BETTER THAN HIM AND HIS HAS-BEEN DAD COMBINED!!"

"That's not saying much."

"You tryin' to break up with me or something cuz you think I'm a loser!?"

I groaned. "You're so sensitive. Cuz good luck finding anyone better than me in this apocalyptic hobo joint!"

I was so angry with Katsuki that I shot up and stormed off.

"Babe, wait." As he grabbed my elbow to turn me to him. "I'm sorry that I'm so much better than everyone else. It's a burden I must bear. Just like Batman."

"Batman's a recluse who lives with a boy named after a bird in a cave. Now I want a real apology."

He mumbled, "Sorry." And something about his mother under his breath—which I didn't really know how that was relevant, but I took it.

"Let's not fight again," I smiled.

He took me in his arms in a warm embrace and drew me close to his chest again. I seriously wish he didn't wear Axe, but that's all that he could find. I realized Katsuki had deep psychological issues, but so did I since I was dating him.

"Hey! Get off my supper!" another hobo yelled out, interrupting our moment. Katsuki looked down and saw that he was stepping on a piece of moldy bread topped with a banana peel.

"Stop leaving your supper on the floor!" Katsuki shouted.

"Get out of my house!" the old man hollered.

I looked around. We were standing inside a six-by-six squared-off chalk line that the man had colored on the floor to claim his territory. Three sides of his "house" were fenced off with stained cardboard cutouts of Justin Bieber.

"Get out ya darn kids!" he sprayed Febreze at our legs so we would get off his "property" inside the gym. "I don't wanna see no snoggin' within ten feet of mah property line!"

"Spray bug spray on me again, geezer—and it'll be in yo eyes!"

"It y'aint bug spray, dumb kid! It's smell-good spray cuz you stink, boy!"

Before Katsuki could lunge toward him, I quickly grabbed his hand and drug him away. After that encounter, I knew it was time for us to jump ship.

I headed to the girl's side of the hobo camp to go to bed on my nice, comfy cardboard mat with my one extra change of clothes which I folded into a pillow. I shut my eyes tight, trying to block out the vision of all the creepy weirdos sleeping around me. Soon, I was fast asleep.

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