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It was late into the night, the moon hung at its apex as it and the stars mocked the young man who walked under them. He lost a bet and was stuck with the night watch.. Izuku was going to need to be more careful next time and not make bets with Ida despite his straightforwardness. He was pretty clever, Ida that is not Izuku as he could tell. During all this mess of walking and checking his phone every so often, there was pretty much nothing going on. Sure a car or two would pass him by but outside of that he just looked lost and listless. Izuku stopped dragging along and rubbed his eyes silently, cursing himself that his gawking at his phone caused his eyes to not only be dry but to adjust rapidly from the bright phone screen to the darkness around him. He still had a long way ahead and even if it was wrong to be wished for some sort of mayhem to happen he did wish at least something mildly would happen. He waited and looked around and nothing as if he was waiting for the universe to just hand him some- a loud crash could be heard followed by a large cloud of dust.. Oh thank God, wait no that’s bad. He shook his sleep deprived head, 3 am and something finally happened. The green haired boy felt this surge of energy and bolted towards the commotion as fast as he could….
The dust was everywhere as it burned his lungs with every wheeze his mouth could take in as he was trying to catch his breath from running over. He controlled his breathing letting his heart that was pitter pattering against his ribcage relax. A cold sweat rushed over as he found a young woman on the ground sprawled out. She had short brown hair, turquoise disk earrings, a pink sweater that had a white collar popping out with a disheveled red bow on her neck, she had a skirt on.. Short either that or her sweater was oversized.. Maybe both, she had this long socks on and brown shoes. She was pretty but that didn't really matter as Izuku went to check her vitals like the rescue corpse showed him.
“Ma’am, I'm here to help, can you hear me?”, Izuku asked as she lifted her up and she was limp.
‘Okay so that wasn't going to go anywhere.’, Izuku thought before he could get a good hold on her to move her he looked up to see a figure standing hunched over about 20 feet away. As the dust subsided a man stood there his body elongated and recoiled almost in animalistic stance. He had this large gnarly mask that was pitch black with these hideous white teeth.. reminiscent of a samurai's mengu. He had these rounded glasses that caught the faintest hint of moonlight, his hair was ethereal as it flowed like white fire with small streaks of red, Izuku looked to his face, the man pale skin and war paint that mirrored each eye in a long brush stroke, finally his clothes looked as if he was a burning shadow towards his collar and shoulders as it transitioned into a crimson red.. This guy screamed villain no doubt about it. His limbs looked elongated as Izuku noticed his feet bare and so were his hands as he took his relegated hand and adjusted his glasses.
“Damn this day keeps getting better and better,” the villain said in a lax tone as his eyes, his blood red eyes, fell upon the girl in Izuku’s arms.
“I think you have something of mine yo,” The villain said, “it’d be cool if you hand her over.. Saves me a lot of hassle y’know?” he counted as if asking for something trivial.
“Wh- No!” Izuku replied in confusion at this guy’s behavior. “I'm not sure who you are but you’re obviously not the type to trust!” Izuku stated.
“Man this is killing my mood, alright have it your way,” the villain said and in a flash he was gone. Izuku placed the woman down and stepped forward. Next thing he knows there is this awful crushing sensation, it felt as if he was caught between two concrete foundations. When the pain was registered he looked down to see these nasty jowls grab hold of him. What he thought was a mask seemed to be some sort of second jaw.. He was unsure if this was aid equipment or part of this guy’s quirk. As he was trying to process this information with a flick of this guy’s head Izuku was sent flying where a brick wall met Izuku.. The sensation of getting the breath knocked out of you while enjoying a red brick in the back was not the most pleasurable thing. Izuku peels himself off the brick wall and gets up. The man squatted down and was messing with the girl.. Izuku couldn’t see well from the dust of bricks as the guy was obscuring Izuku’s view. It was as if his spine could not support his body as he moved inhumanely. Izuku sprang up and began to charge to him at full force till he got a dirty foot to the face, the white hot pain in his cheek that sent him flying again.. Then skidding to a halt.
“Damn you’re persistent, can you like buzz off or somthin’.” The villain complained watching Izuku get up, like a roach that's been squashed a few times but not enough. The guy looked like he wasn't putting any effort as if he didn’t even care. He was kicked away again like a pest, this time he heard this villain lean down. "Momo, wake up.. come on miss Ayase," He muttered gently and touched her face.. In blind hot rage Izuku as he got up again this landing a punch into his side only to be caught by those hideous jaws again.. This time he didn’t let go as he thrashed his head like a hound until there was a nasty snap and that white hot pain returned as he broke Izuku’s wrist. The guy could have easily taken his hand but didn’t as he swiped Izuku’s feet again but did not let him get up as he still held his broken wrist and stood on his back.
“Beating up a kid is depressing AF call it quits and I’ll stop” he offered as he twisted his arm.. As he was close to breaking it. Izuku flailed and because of that, he snatched his own arm out of socket. Like a rabbit to a snare. The pain was so fierce it made everything for a moment go white as all he could focus was on the pain. Obviously the guy's patience was wearing thin, all Izuku saw before blacking out was the villain scooping up the woman and getting a swift kick to the head. Next thing he knew was in a hospital.