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Izuku stumbled out of the alleyway, clutching his side.
The villain behind him was unconscious and tied up, ready to be picked up by the police.
Izuku just hadn't gotten to the part of contacting them to come pick the villain up yet. Too busy trying to make sure he didnt bleed out of the stab wound the villain had managed to get on him before he took them down.
It was quite lovely really. Izuku really loved getting stabbed and then started bleeding out. It was only the start of his patrol too.
Izuku ripped his sleeve, wrapping the fabric tightly around the stab wound on his waist. Praying that it would be enough to stop his bleeding. At least long enough for Izuku to make it back home and stitch it up.
He let out a shaky breath before pulling out his phone, fumbling with it slightly as he typed out a message to Eraserhead and Tsukauchi. Telling them of the villain's whereabouts and once he sent it, he stumbled the rest of his way out of the ally.
He only managed to get maybe three blocks away when he collapsed against a wall. Unable to hold himself up anymore.
His head was spinning. He felt so lightheaded- Izuku knew that it was likely due to blood loss but it shouldn't be this bad- not yet at least.
He pulled off the cloth mask covering his mouth, trying to suck in as much oxygen as he possibly could to hopefully reorientate himself enough to make it the last few blocks to his apartment. To be able to stitch up his wound and promptly pass out.
But before Izuku got to chance to reorient himself, he suddenly felt another wave of lightheadedness hit him, causing Izuku to stumble once again, his knees suddenly buckling. Sending Izuku careening towards the ground.
Everything had gone black by the time his head hit the ground.