A/N: Sorry for not updating in a while, but I'm back! So, enjoy! Oh, and shoutout to @DottieGamer for the help!

11:16 P.M. || Hosu City, Japan || Kamino Department

Shigaraki didn't understand. His master shouldn't be here. At all. Especially not in his current condition. It'd be bad if All Might were to show up-

"SMAAAAAASH!!!"

"!!!"

Speak of the devil.

All Might appeared, to save the day once and for all, with his signature punch that everybody knows. Y/N blinked as she looked at the scene. All Might's punch was being held in the hand of the Shigaraki's Master before being flung into a building.

Someone was actually strong enough to stop All Might?

11:18 P.M. || Hosu City, Japan || Kamino Department - Alleyway

One, two, three, four, five. Five students. Squished up in one alleyway. All wearing hero based disguises.

Midoriya, Iida, Todoroki, Momo, and Kirishima were all in the alleyway. They were here to get their friends back. This went WAY better in their heads. Right now was not what they were planning at all. Midoriya and Todoroki were ready to join in the fight, but were thankfully held down by their class rep. 

There was no way Iida was going to let them get hurt, or die.

They needed a plan. A good plan.

11:23 P.M. || Hosu City, Japan || Kamino Department

So much was happening all at one time.

The five teens have launched into action. Right now, All Might and All for One were fighting it out and Y/N was looking around at the devasted place. Some people were harmed and unsheltered. Unprotected. The buildings crumbling in the The memories they brought back.

They weren't pleaseant.

"̶̢̟̟̥̥̭̦̔̃̉̉̽͠Y̸̢̧̡̯̟̗͙̣̱̣̹̾̌̇̿͋͗̉͗͆̔͂͑/̵̡̙̥͔͉̮̲̫̼̳̪͇͇́͗̆̿͋͛̚͜͝N̵͍̟̜̩̳͍͗̌̈͗͌́̚͘͝͝͠,̸̨̛̭̤̦͙̫̯͉̪̙̥͕̐͆̒̂̆̍̈̑̈́̕ ̴͇͈̂g̵̻̦̹̞̭̽͠ē̸̜̙̘̤̖̳̞̗͐͂̏͐͌́̚t̴̮̙̦͍̤̾͂̽͌̓̎̎̐͆̋̍̄͛̚͝ ̷̧̹̘̱̗̳̟̘͑̇̐̋̀̄̎̊̔ő̷̢̧̤̱͕͓̦͔̤̜͉͚͈͎̄̉̈͌̐̋͋́̃͒̈́̎͝ͅu̵̢̧͖̞̱̩͉̘̘̥͓̙̇́̎̃͆ṯ̴̻͈͉̜̣̲̭̣̇̄̿̊̌̿̒͐͗̄̇͐̾͠ ̷͖̥̦̟̦̙̞͔͔̹̳̗̤͎͕̋̏̉̎̇̓͑̇̓̎̕͘͘o̶̢̡̥̮̫͒̾f̴̢̘̻͙̞̺̙̲̘̬̅͗̎̒͜͝ ̵̡̳̤̟̹̱̲́h̴̡̺͎͙̰̺̐̐́̒̚e̸̢̧̥̞͇̼̦̺̠̠̠͕̭͙͑͐̊́̈́̽̌̍̀̐̔͒̇͘ͅr̸͓̘̬̪̞͙͙̯͕̪͆͌͂̀̌͂͋̿͜͜͜͠͝ͅḛ̴̒͊̈́̔̄ ̵̧̨̭̖͖̺̝̥̺͙̖̩̍̅͒̌̌͜n̵̢̩̫̹̻͖̲̗̻̗̦̣̯̪̐͆ͅo̷͈͚̜̟̯͛̃̽͜͝w̶̨̗̟͔͎̫̬̻̠͚̺͚̐̀̾͝ͅ!̸̫͖͓̣̘̻̗̐̂̏̽͒͌͘͝͠ͅ"̴̻̘͙̞̖͕͙̞͇̯͌̓̇̾͗̓͐́

The memories...

"̷̡̛̫̰̖̰̮̜̯̼̪̩͑̆͋̕͝Ì̴͕̩̞̰̖̙̺͍̯͈͚͙ ̶̥̱͉̻͓̟̤͎̦̠̥͈̤̙̒̀̈́͜ṁ̶̻͉̲̼̱̲̇́̎̈́̅̑̈́͠ŭ̶̩̭̻̮͙̑͗͘ṡ̷̘̪̱̟̬̐͒͑̑̎̔̂̃̀̆́t̸̨͙͈̼͍͚͍̮̙̞͔͙̜̋̓͋͌̍͘͘̕͠ͅͅ ̷͔̦̠̬̰̦̍̀͐̀͒̄͆̅̎̀͜͝d̸̨̡͙̬̫͇͔͔̗̯͈̼͕̞̦̑͗̀̽̕͝͠è̴͙̠̥̼͍͊̽̓́̂͝c̵̛͍̦̯̣͎͇̤̰͚̐͆͋̏̅̔͌͋̾̕ḷ̴̛̲̟̞͍͍̤͑͋͛͒̆̓̈́͒͒̊̂̎̚͝ḯ̵̬̯̮̰̭͕̻̲͉̰̇̈́̈́n̷̝̉͌́͗̃͛̾͒e̴͉̳̣̩͖͆̅̄̉ ̶̺̺̮̮̦̤͚̈́͐͛̒̅͜͝ͅṫ̴̗͔̱̎͘͜h̴̨̠̯͇̥̤̘͖͖̮͙̝̺̮͊͒̓̑̿͝͝á̸̫̮̈̓̔͆̓̈́̚t̴̢̪̩̫̭̠̤͇̹̝̪͍̹̠̠̑̈̎̉́̾͗͌̈́̈̃̈́̕͝ ̸̛̣̘͈͙̦̘̭͂͂̒͂͂̊̈ŏ̸̡̨̢͔̩̼̫̬̮̞̮͉ŗ̴̡̱͔͖̗͍̙̻͎͊̂̀̒͊̍́͂̃̿̚͠ͅd̵̢̦̻̦̬̭̹̲̯͎̦̖̞̆̑̂͜ę̶̰̪̱̭̺͇͎͆͂̄̄̏̅́̒̅̀̚͝r̷̺̙̱̻̜̐̋͒̒͌̈͂̒̈́̕͠͝͝!̶͚̝̜̜̘͓̺͐̀̄ͅ!̸͎̪͙̪̜̌̊̽̌͒̾̊̎͝͠"̶̡̨̛̝̻̗͖̪̰̳̻̲́͂͐̀̄͌̎͊͘̚

The rememberance...

"̶͕̹̺̼̖̣̳̥͉͛Ỵ̴̢̧̛͍͖͙̹̻̼̺͓͊͛̓̓͆̕̚o̸̧̢̬̦̤͎̍ǘ̴̡̧̧͇̮̮̙̘͇͔̘̯̜͊͊̂̋̒͘̕ͅ ̶̧̗̝͈̯̣͓̊̈́̃̉̐̋̀͛͊͝͝h̸̢̢̬̬̩̯̻͎͖̣̦͔͖͆͗̀̌͐͐̓̿̕ȧ̴̛̻̞̙͈́̎̓̽v̸̢̛̭̠̜̦̲̣̤͈͕̞̐͗́́̌̿̿̐͌͗̕̚e̶̢̩̠͖̜̗͉̟͖̟̺̩̪͚̍̈̈́̾̓͊̚ ̸̡̗̫͚̪̱̫̱̓̈̋͗̈́̆̊̉̚t̵̨̨̪̟͍̠̹̺̥̼̮̝̏̍̈́͗͂̉̏́͂͂̊͘͜͠͠o̸̠͔̥̺͕̣̙̣͚̞̱̪̍̅̓͜ ̷̠̙͋̄̾͑̿̄͛̓̂͛l̵̢̬̣͉̯̩̦͙̠̿̃̊̽͌͆͐͋̎͘͝͠ͅę̸͎͖̖͙̗̺̥̺͚̖͗͜͜͝å̸̢̭͇̘̰̤̮̲͠v̷̨͕̘̖̫̺̠͎͉̿̈̿͊e̸̲̺͊ͅ ̸̢͉̻̩̻͛̑̉̇̎͒͛̋͊̆̏m̸͙̻̲̹̼̰͆̊̂̎̕ͅé̴̡͓̹̳̺̣̐͐̿̒̓̈́͒̌̈̀̌͜͝͝ͅ ̷̡̯̐̆̾̄͑͌̓ͅḧ̶͙̣̲̦͚͇̯̥̏̎͛͜ͅe̶̢̪̺͗̈́̂̀̓́͑͌̋̄͝r̸̛̠̞̙̠͖̞̓̆̏̈́̌̈́̉̈́͋̕͝ȩ̶̪̙̣͇͌̏́̅͐̈́̇!̶̻̠̤̖͇̭̱̦̙͙̰͆̾̈̇̌̂̍̏͊͐̈́͐͊͝"̷̛͈͓̋͛̉̀̊̌̎͘

The pain...

"̷̧̣͈̬̤͙̟̬̫͐̃͒̉͑̊ͅİ̷̢̢̠͈̼̠̝̼͓̮̟̀̉̉͗̑̈́̌̈̚͘͠͠ ̸̨̨̨̡͉̪̭͚̜͖̫̟̊͒̆̿̈̾͝Ŗ̵̝͎̭̱̖̐̈̅̏͆̏̊̐͒Ḛ̷͚̜̟͒̊̒̍̂͌͒̓͘F̵̙͇̣̘̜͕̖̽̈͋͂̾̌̈U̸͍̯͔͉̰̫̤̗͈̎̑̓̓͒̋̑̉͒̊̃̋̅͊̚Ṣ̸̨̧̼̪͕̟̫̝̻͖͓͌̋̆̅̋̾͗̍̀̂̄͆̎͘É̵̢̘̝̖͍̠̰̓͛̈́͝ ̴̛̳͉͔̦̓T̸̢͎̣͈̣̠̺̯̞̱̄̃̚͜O̵̢̢̳͍̯̖̪̖̮̳̱̤̫͒͜ͅ!̴͙̋̌̃̌̾̽̉̏̈͘͝!̶̼̳͚̱̩̞̞̳͋̆͂̔̆̈́͋̈͒͛͘̕̕͜͠ͅ"̸̱͔̞̪̪͚̬̹̐̉̐̓͌̈͜͠ͅ

The deja vu...

"̶̡̛̹̗̘͔͔̝͇͖͓͎̱̏̈̎̅̃͗͛̾͐̓̅̋͝ͅÌ̴̖̻͖͈̹̲͉̥̗̒̀̔͋͘͝͠ ̴̨͎͈̭͓̞͔̟͙̖̦͒̂̈͐̄̍l̴̥̬̮͔̩̺̳̓̈́̉ö̸̧̨̦͕͔̟̠̟͎͍͓̟̻́̒̌̅̽̏͗͋̽v̷̯̊͌̒̅͛ȩ̵͕̫̺̬̮̱̟̼͓͈͇̙͌͛̃̅̇̂͋͐̀͒͘͝͝ ̶̤͈̫̩̇́͐̔̿͛͗̾̆̚y̷̻̮̲͕̿̔ǫ̵̡̛͈̺̖͖̳͕͇̑̒̋͆̍̐̏̀̓͛̓̐̚̚ͅų̸͇̤̱̜͍̼͔͙̎̓̋̈́͋̈̃̓̿̇̄͘.̸̨͖̼̼̫̝̊̏̑̀̀͆̿͊̊̚"̴̮͙͉̖̫̞̾͒̇̆͋

...

"̶̡̛̹̗̘͔͔̝͇͖͓͎̱̏̈̎̅̃͗͛̾͐̓̅̋͝ͅÌ̴̖̻͖͈̹̲͉̥̗̒̀̔͋͘͝͠ ̴̨͎͈̭͓̞͔̟͙̖̦͒̂̈͐̄̍l̴̥̬̮͔̩̺̳̓̈́̉ö̸̧̨̦͕͔̟̠̟͎͍͓̟̻́̒̌̅̽̏͗͋̽v̷̯̊͌̒̅͛ȩ̵͕̫̺̬̮̱̟̼͓͈͇̙͌͛̃̅̇̂͋͐̀͒͘͝͝ ̶̤͈̫̩̇́͐̔̿͛͗̾̆̚y̷̻̮̲͕̿̔ǫ̵̡̛͈̺̖͖̳͕͇̑̒̋͆̍̐̏̀̓͛̓̐̚̚ͅų̸͇̤̱̜͍̼͔͙̎̓̋̈́͋̈̃̓̿̇̄͘.̸̨͖̼̼̫̝̊̏̑̀̀͆̿͊̊̚"̴̮͙͉̖̫̞̾͒̇̆͋

...

"̶̡̛̹̗̘͔͔̝͇͖͓͎̱̏̈̎̅̃͗͛̾͐̓̅̋͝ͅÌ̴̖̻͖͈̹̲͉̥̗̒̀̔͋͘͝͠ ̴̨͎͈̭͓̞͔̟͙̖̦͒̂̈͐̄̍l̴̥̬̮͔̩̺̳̓̈́̉ö̸̧̨̦͕͔̟̠̟͎͍͓̟̻́̒̌̅̽̏͗͋̽v̷̯̊͌̒̅͛ȩ̵͕̫̺̬̮̱̟̼͓͈͇̙͌͛̃̅̇̂͋͐̀͒͘͝͝ ̶̤͈̫̩̇́͐̔̿͛͗̾̆̚y̷̻̮̲͕̿̔ǫ̵̡̛͈̺̖͖̳͕͇̑̒̋͆̍̐̏̀̓͛̓̐̚̚ͅų̸͇̤̱̜͍̼͔͙̎̓̋̈́͋̈̃̓̿̇̄͘.̸̨͖̼̼̫̝̊̏̑̀̀͆̿͊̊̚"̴̮͙͉̖̫̞̾͒̇̆͋

...

"Y/N!"

She blinked as she was brought to reality as Bakugo was calling out her name.

"Yes?"

"You seemed almost dead for a second, there! Snap the hell out of it!" He was good at hiding it, but he was pretty worried about her spacing out like that. He called her name like fifty times and she didn't respond at all.

"I apologize."

"We gotta go." He said, looking up.

"What?" She followed his eyes upwards to where the five teens were and she was surprised to see that her friends were flying through the sky right above her.

"COME ON!!"

"Hold on tight." Bakugo told her, signalling for her to get on his back.

"No."

"What?"

"They will come after you if both of us go. I will hold them back while you make your escape."

"What?! Ain't no way I'm leaving you here, you got that!"

"You have to." Y/N paused as she sounded like that memory.

"No way!" He was very set on this. Leave her? No way. No way in hell. There was no way, he was leaving her alone here.

"Fine. I apologize."

"Wait... what?" Confusion.

"I cannot allow you to get injured here."

"What?!" Realization.

"Goodbye."

"Huh?! Don't you-" He cut off by her throwing him upwards towards them. "HEY WAIT!"

"Y/N!!"

"WE HAVE TO GO BACK!!"

"WE CAN'T!!"

"Please be careful." She muttered, before turning her attention towards the villains who were already getting away. Well at least she wouldn't have to take care of them.

The only one's on this battlefield were three.

All Might.

All For One.

And Y/N.

11:35 P.M. || Hosu City, Japan || Crowded City

All six teens scrambled closer to the big screen. This was definitely one of the worst days ever.

They had to make sure of it. They had to make sure they weren't going to lose her.

Bakugo was feeling extremely guilty right now. He would never admit it, but he couldn't help but hate himself right now. Why would she do that for him? She never should've even been there in the first damn place! He dragged her into this mess and now she's there, all alone, caught in the crossfire. She'd better make it out of there alive. She'd better.

Midoriya's heart was pounding faster than he knew it could. What was happening right now? He could barely even see from the cameraman's position. This was horrible. She had to be safe. Please don't let her die. Please. He failed to save her. He failed to save her twice. All in the same day. Now here he was, helpless. Please let her be safe. Please.

Even Todoroki was worried. He's seen Y/N strength before, she's no pushover. But... this was a person who could stop All Might. Who in their right mind WOULDN'T be worried?! She didn't even have her ax. Could she really twist the neck of this guy? And knowing her, something reckless is definitely going to happen. What if he never got to see her smile again? 

Iida couldn't believe this. She was going to get hurt because of his imcompetance, AGAIN? Why does this keep happening?! Y/N didn't deserve any of this! She's not even in the hero department! She hasn't gone through the training like they've had! She's in serious danger right now. And he's worried she won't be okay this time.

Kirishima glanced up at the screen, searching for her. She would be okay, right? Definitely...right? Because she's manly! ...Right? He was trying his hardest to stay positive. He had to. Worrying would eat him alive. Just stay positive. Stay Positive. Stay Positive. But what if- NO. NO. NO. Positive.

Momo hadn't known Y/N for long, but she already knew she was special. She doesn't want to picture her getting hurt at all. That would be horrible! The most horrible! Please let her be safe. She'll definitely have to make this up to her when she comes back. So let her come back safe and sound.

Everyone was thinking the same thing.

Please...

Please let Y/N be safe!