Aizawa stared at me in shock, his eyes slightly glazed over.

I made it on time.

I made it on time.

My brain immediately started absorbing all the information it blocked out before because I was tunnel visioning Aizawa. His broken and battered body was on the ground behind me, his body slowly staining the ground red.

I made it on time.

There seemed to be three main villains. A man with a hand on his face, the purple warp, and then this strange humanoid creature. It looked like the hand man was the leader in a way, the other two quietly awaiting orders.

"You idiot! What are you doing here?! You should be running away!"

My eyes darted around, trying to come up with some kind of plan, "You should've known," I tried to smile. "No way was I going to do that."

"Ryuuko, this is no time to play the hero-" He started.

"Play the hero?" I repeated in anxious disbelief, "You think that's what I'm trying to do here?"

I furiously glanced around, my eyes shifting from the white-haired man to the countless number of villains all around us. I kept my centre of gravity low and held my arms out in a protective stance because I wouldn't let a single one of these vermin lay a hand on Aizawa.

The white-haired man began to speak, obsessively scratching his neck as he pointed a finger at me. "Huh? Who is this and why is she getting in the way?"

A million thoughts were racing through my head.

There was no way I could stay as half as calm as I thought I would be when Aizawa was on the verge of death, a steady pool of sticky blood forming beneath him. I could just grab him and run, that seemed like the best option.

I could easily haul him over my shoulder and run with everything I had towards the entrance, hoping help had arrived by then.

With all honesty, I didn't care about anyone else at that moment because if I had to choose, I wouldn't even hesitate. My priorities were completely set in stone and nothing would change that.

I didn't care about Midoriya, Kaminari, Jiro or anyone else. At that moment, I didn't even give them a second thought.

Aizawa, Aizawa, Aizawa.

The more I stalled, the worse he got.

All of a sudden, the huge giant-type monster lunged forwards, his huge fist curled into a tight ball of destruction. I grabbed a semi-conscious Aizawa and lunged forward, shielding him with my body.

That's it, I'm running.

As if sensing what I was going to do, Aizawa groaned, a trail of blood escaping his lips. "You better not run away."

"And why not."

He was contradicting himself a lot.

He panted and wheezed as if talking was taking a lot out of him, "And leave your classmates? Your... future teammates?"

"I don't care about any of that right now," I bluntly stated, eyes darting around to find that perfect escape route. "Getting you to safety is all I need to do."

With perfect timing, Midoriya, Tsuyu and Mineta poked their heads out of the water, watching in horror as they began to understand the harsh reality of the situation. I wanted to scream, I wanted to scream at them for being so utterly naive and helpless. I wanted to scream because now they're going to out even more of a burden on Aizawa's mind.

They were such an easy target.

As if my saving grace, Iida landed next to me with a thump. He looked more stressed than I had ever seen him. His behaviour was erratic and anxiety-inducing, sweat pouring down his forehead. He gulped, his voice trembling, "I'll take care of Aizawa-sensei."

That's all he had to say for me to understand.

Almost the entire time, the two villains had been watching the interaction without doing or saying a single word. The humanoid creature was nothing but an empty husk, awaiting orders.

The man on the other hand stared at me, at least I think he was, with some kind of childish wonder, like I was his favourite toy.

He turned his head to the trio, reaching to grab at them from the water.

Aizawa rasped out a shaky order, "Go."

The man also went after them and I wanted to cry but charged after him anyway. Aizawa would never look at me the same if I didn't otherwise.

Just as he was about to reach out to touch a frozen Tsuyu, I grabbed his wrist, lurching it backwards. The strange man let out a shrill laugh, "What the hell do you think you're doing touching me without permission? This cocky kid is getting way ahead of herself, maybe someone should teach her a lesson."

I started yelling, "What are you three doing?! Get out of the way!"

The man touched my waist and then froze. I jumped back and he smiled, "Aizawa-sensei, you're so cool."

When I turned around to see the monsters fist around Aizawa's bloody head, the emotional switch within me just switched off.

All Might crashed down behind me, the useless trio in his arms. He was saying something, but all the sound muffled out.

All the other students started to arrive. I saw Todoroki's ice and heard Bakugou's explosions.

Aizawa's limp body fell to the floor with a thud. Iida was nowhere to be seen.

The monster suddenly had no interest in him.

I rested him on my back, his head flopping on my shoulder. A few students were approaching us, but I paid them no attention. I manage to stand up and position Aizawa in a way that was comfortable for him, even though my back already hurt.

"A-A-Aizawa-sensei is..."

"Oi, Sakata, what the hell happened here?"

I clenched my teeth, "Follow me, we need to go get some help."

That was a lie. I just needed to get them out of the way.

"B-But Todoroki is-"

"Strong."

Reluctantly, everyone began to listen to my emotionless words and run towards the entrance. I only began to panic and regain some kind of feeling when I felt my back start to get slightly wet from the amount of blood Aizawa was losing.

I sped up, not caring if Aizawa knocked his head a few times or was feeling worse. He just needed to live.

He needed to live.

When they got to the entrance, there Iida was with a few other people who looked to be emergency relief. I sighed in relief.

I sighed in such huge relief.

I gently set Aizawa down in front of the nurse and began to ramble, "He's lost a lot of blood and his wounds are probably really dirty he was on the ground a lot. His arm is defiantly broken and his breath sounded really wheezy and it sounded like it hurt him a lot. He was coughing up blood earlier-"

"It's okay, dear," She said in a calm, soothing voice. "I'll take very good care of him, you did so well. You can relax now."

I squeezed Aizawa's hand and stood up.

Then, I sat back down.

Honestly, I wanted nothing more than to just stay by his side, so much that I didn't care about the rest of my classmates that were left behind. The pro hero's were here anyway, so it's not like I could make any sort of difference. They had a lot more experience in these situations and are trained for this, so I wasn't needed, and I was perfectly okay with that.

I just wanted to stay there holding Aizawa's hand until he was okay.

If it was possible to take all his pain an injuries and inflict it on myself, I would do it in a heartbeat.

So I sat there, on the bloody ground next to him, as a stretcher slowly came into view. That was until my eardrums were humming as a thunderclap jolted me to my feet, the hairs on my body standing on end.

I was affected by it a lot more since my quirk made me sensitive to all sorts of things, so I couldn't tell how much damage was actually done.

My heart lept to my chest.

What if?

What if because I didn't help, they were-

I ran.

~~~

When I say 'ran' it was more as if I jumped into it.

I almost fell on top of a very confused Bakugou, who couldn't believe I just jumped out of nowhere. The boys stared at me, mouth open and I gritted my teeth and let out a breath, thankful that no one was burnt up and electrocuted on the ground.

"Sakata?! That was so cool! Where did you-"

No one had said anything about the thunderclap I had heard, or maybe they felt it but didn't feel the need to comment on it since it wasn't the worst they had been through tonight. Still, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

It didn't do any damage, it just frightened me a little.

It didn't make any sense.

As I was theorising, All Might lurched forward. He was so fast and held so much power that the dust around our feet began to fly up and cloud our vision, making it hard to see the details of the fight. One thing was clear though: All Might was absolutely relentless.

Sure that 'Nomu' had some kind of limit, his fists kept pounding and pounding again, as if he was some kind of gatling gun.

"A hero is someone who smashed through every obstacle life puts in his way!"

With one final punch, Nomu was sent flying out of the central plaza, quite literally.

The white-haired man began to ramble, "You've gotten weaker? You're lying! We're totally overpowered. How dare you lay a hand on my Nomu, you're using cheats. There's no way you're weaker! Did he... did he lie to me?!"

"What's the matter? Where'd your bravado go?!" All Might began to taunt him, "What happened to clearing the game? Try it if you can."

Todoroki popped up next to me, "That's All Might for you, looks like we're not players in the game anymore."

"Huh," I muttered. "You think so?"

Kirishima and Bakugou already turned around, "Looks like you were a little late, Sakata! You missed all the fun."

I was so sure that I was missing something. As if there was a huge sign in front of me and I was facing the other way. It wasn't something I could explain. Then, I heard it again. It was more accurate to say I felt it.

It was a faint hum, almost as if it was a bee, but it jolted my body.

I turned around, and saw it.

There was a group of villains, who looked too scared to approach and join the fight. Among them, was a man stood a little higher up behind them. A man who had a certain tattoo on his left shoulder that really caught my attention.

He was wearing a black, sleeveless, turtleneck with matching trousers and a black mask that covered the lower part of his face. His yellow eyes looked like they were glowing, almost crackling with a destructive sort of power.

He was staring at me. No doubt he was staring at me.

As he did, he was clapping his hands, slowly and carefully, as if it was paced. With each clap, the hum grew louder and he began to crackle with energy, even the ground around him looked like it was about to burst with lightning at any second.

I felt like I couldn't breathe.

How long had he been there?

How long had he been watching me?

I took a step towards him. Then another, then another. I don't know what my plan was, but I just had to do something. No one was here to stop me and cover my eyes away from the big, bad, truth, so I could finally do something about it.

Todoroki gave me a look, not sure what I was doing, "Sakata? Where are you going, it's all over now."

Not even responding, I started sprinting, as fast as my legs would let me go.

I felt like nothing made sense anymore. So much had happened today that my head just felt like it wanted to explode. Everything I thought I knew felt like such a lie now, and I wanted to just hide in my bed and try and make sense of everything.

Then, a gunshot rang out throughout the air, and then another, and then another, I could barely hear them over the hum of electricity in my ears.

The closer I got to him, the greater the surge in energy, and just as I reached out to grab him, my fingers inches away from his throat, he exploded in a burst of lightning, which seared my skin and blew me back.

He was gone.

Just as soon as I noticed him, he was gone.

I dug my nails into the ground, and curled my hands into fists, so incredibly frustrated that I felt like crying. Maybe if I had been a little faster, a little stronger, a little more sure of myself that something could've changed.

It was always like this, and I was sick of it.

Was it my fault? Was I doing something wrong? Or was this some kind of cruel game the world was playing on me?

Was this fun??

That man earlier, did he have fun watching me run and struggle like that? Did he enjoying knowing he had all the power? Was he laughing right now as I'm sat on the floor like the powerless orphan I was back then?

Am I always going to be like this?

"Sakata?"

I leapt back on very high alert, ready to drag my nails across someone's face in self defence. I barely managed to relax a little when I saw that it was just Todoroki.

"Let's head back." I managed to say, walking past him and keeping my head low.

~~~

head empty, filled with thoughts of kambe daisuke

man..... i cant wait for all the trauma and misery i have coming up. well, there will be some fun moments probably. maybe. im actually not too sure LOL

if you're still here i love you :)

and if youre not then fuck you

bye