Strings (BNHA x OC) [Rewrite]

17 || Attack

Hawks stood up from the ground. He shook his wings, ridding them of as much dust as he could. He had used his wings to shield himself from the explosion, so he still remained in the now demolished space that had been the main room of the bar.

He looked around, finding that all heroes and villains were gone. The room was in ruins, the chairs and small tables laid broken and splintered on the floor. Shards of shattered glass littered the floor, accompanied by splashes of wine and other alcoholic beverages.

The heroes aren't supposed to be here, I didn't give them any information! Hawks started to relay his thoughts. Where did they get this information from? Surely they would've warned me about an attack.

"Hawks!" Dabi's voice called from rubble below, pulling Hawks from his thoughts. The winged man quickly turned and jumped over a crumbled wall, down towards where he had heard the flame villain's voice.

He landed on a pile of rubble in what seemed like a basement storage area. He quickly spotted Dabi, and Shigaraki standing next to him.

"Did you have any idea this was happening?!" Shigaraki immediately spat at the former hero.

"No. I swear I had no idea," he answered truthfully.

"Then that means you're compromised," the leader hissed. "Perfect - just perfect."

"Where are the others?" Hawks asked.

"Why not go find them yourself." Dabi suggested dryly.

The winged man gave a simple nod before opening his wings and flying off in search of the other members of the League.

——

Mr. Compress picked up his hat from the ground, dusted it off, and placed it back on his head.

"Well that was a show," he muttered to himself.

The plan had been that as a last resort he would have a specialized bomb-courtesy of Giran-that would set off if he decompressed it. It worked, and now the League was no longer in imminent danger of being apprehended by the heroes.

He looked around the ruined space that he was in and saw the unconscious figure of Kurogiri laying a few feet away from him. He reached over and tapped Kurogiri's back, compressing him. Then, the villainous magician ran off of his comrades.

—

"Toga? Toga wake up... Please?" Twice gently shook Toga by her shoulder. She had been knocked briefly unconscious by the fall that they had both taken.

Toga let out a quiet squeak as she regained consciousness and tried to move only to realize her left ankle felt like it was sprained.

Twice let out a sigh of relief knowing that she was still alive. He noticed her struggling to try and stand.

"Hey!" Toga squealed as she was picked up bridal style by Twice.

"You're hurt, I'm so sorry." Twice apologized. "Let me carry you."

With that, she allowed him to carry her while they maneuvered through the rubble to try to find their friends.

—

"Damn, that hurt." Puppet groaned as she stood up from the ground and cracked her back. She had been blown through a wall of the bar and into a neighboring building.

She looked around, and it seemed that, at least for the time being, she was alone.

Shortly, she heard a few people that she assumed to be heroes talking right outside of where she was.