Blood and Air [Bakugo X OC]

Made to Be pt. 1

To fellow American's, Happy July 4th.

To anyone who isn't an American, Happy Monday or Tuesday, or whatever day it is you are reading this!

My head throbbed. My arms and legs dangled, a crushing grip around my torso. My body felt wet, especially my face. 

It hurts. My head hurts so bad -

Air hit me, the sense of gravity beginning to crush me. A grip tightened around my waist and sensation finally began to flow through my body. I opened my eyes.

To see rushing green trees far below.

My heart seized with panic.

Someone is flying away with me. No, no, no, no, no. I will not be taken Not if they will take me back to that place - no no no no no no no no-

I felt that sensation once again. The one where the I killed the nomu over that river. My muscles tensing then relaxing inexplicably fast, the sound of clothes ripping, a pressure exploding from my body. 

The trees stopped moving. I was floating in air again. There was no arm around me, but in the corner of my pounding mind I marked a body being flung away like a bug. 

My heart calmed. Not to the point of relaxation, but to the point of that I knew I would survive. That I was not going to be dragged back to that place. 

I wasn't panicking. I wasn't going to be drowned. My head might explode at this point, but I won't die trapped in water.

I won't die being pulled apart by scientists.

That was enough to give me just a hit of strength to use my Quirk to get down.

It was easy enough to glide down a large slide to the ground, shade hiding the glare of the sun. I sucked in air, feeling breathless, and stumbled on my shaky legs to hold myself up against a tree. My Quirk shut off again. And I looked down.

"...fuck," I sighed, seeing the blood splattering my arms, my torso. The majority of my shirt was gone, my bra managing to stay on. My okay-length shorts were practically scraps at this point but it still covered the important bits. And blood...

How much did I bleed from that bash? Head wounds truly do bleed a lot.

I raised my hand and touched my face, only to feel absolute wetness. I pulled away and saw my palm covered in blood.

Most normal people would have freaked the fuck out. I, however, being used to bleeding and having a lot of blood within me, just sighed in annoyance.

Did it have to be a head bash? Couldn't I just have been drugged? Much less messy. Whoever did this-

Wait. Who did this? I saw the nomu, which is from the League of Villains. But who was the guy who came after? 

"Dammit!" I cursed, turning so my back was against the tree, head spinning. I reacted instinctively to the situation. I could have trapped the guy and questioned him, see what he and the LOV is after.

Woukd it he safe to go back to camp? I might be followed, and that could put the others in danger...

But it would be best to start now, before any longer passes. How far am I from the camp anyways? I was in the car forty minutes before the attack, so at least twenty miles.

Fucking shit bags of dog.

Twenty miles? In this state? Head feeling like a dodgeball ring and body shaking and recovering from that head injury...