A/N: I am proud of myself for keeping up with this story, really! I know it's kinda late, but at least it's today! Also, I was editing earlier, and I would have posted then, but I really didn't have the time. Nothing changed, really, just some spelling stuff. Anyways, I hope you guys are enjoying this. If you have any questions about things like POV or something, I'd be happy to answer, and if I don't answer, then it probably pertains to the plot or I'm not available. Next chapter, enjoy!
A purple mist floated over the crowd of students listening to two teachers. Turning, they see an equally-purple portal open, and villains flooded out. Before long, a blue-haired male steps through, followed by a giant bird creature thing. A student swore, and the class started at this, as this student was generally pretty quiet. One of the teachers spun to the other and yelled, "13, get them out of here! See why the alarms haven't gone off!" The other, 13, nodded and motioned for the students to follow. The teacher who'd originally yelled swung into the crowd, attacking all over the place, left and right, up and down, inside out and right-side up.
A voice.
"Eraserhead! The Erasure Hero!"
A child? He lost concentration for a moment, almost dying in the process. A laugh, like a corrupted giggle, all over the place. What's a child doing here? Training. The answer came in the form of an image, multiple, of his students and him throwing a ball and them running an obstacle course, swimming, fighting.
He hadn't heard that yell, that voice. He had been focused on the purple mist, mist in the vague form of a man. A man that shot him straight into another zone of the area. The ruins zone.
He'd not listened. He'd sent them to areas that rather worked with their quirks, rather than against. Perhaps he had been attacked mid-execution. No matter. He would deal with the stragglers. Or maybe his new toy would. Boredom began to set in. It tended to be hard to keep him occupied for long with one task. The frog had already begun her escape. How tedious.
He had been teleported to the ruins. Moron. With... "Kirishima!" He grinned, proffering his hand. Katsuki growled, "Fight first, questions later." Hardening. Explosions. Finished.
"Kacc-" Wrong name, wrong person, wrong time. A piece of paper. Red and green. He shook his head, then tried again.
"Bakugou?" His eyes bolted to Kirishima's face, saw a look of confusion, then turned towards the entrance. "Sorry, I figured you probably didn't know my name since we don't really talk. But I know yours!"
Red.
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Villain Deku AU - Paper
FanfictionHe followed his wish. He learned. And paper was all that kept him together. Paper was all that tore him apart. Mature-mature themes, cursing, violence I have no problem killing characters. Also, I'll try to post once a week, but no promises. SPOILER...
