A day or so later, I was woken up in the middle of the night by someone running through the apartment. I sprang out of bed, flew down the spiral staircase and out of my room, holding onto the railing that overlooked the main area of the first floor. Just as I got there I saw someone go running into the entryway hall and out of sight. I jumped over the railing and landed as quietly as I could. I then ran in the direction that I saw the person running, but noticed that the door was still locked from the inside, so the only place that the person could have gone was upstairs. I swiftly and quietly ran up the stairs to my room. Just as I turned to run into my room, I hit something hard as if it was a brick wall, and fell. I noticed that it was the person that I was following, so I kicked my leg out and hit the person's ankles with a strengthening quirk behind it. They too then fell with a thud.
I quickly jumped up and used a freezing quirk to limit their movements. I levitated the person up and held them up in the air about eight feet, and about six feet away from me. I made sure of my distance cause I didn't know what the person could do if I were to be within arm's length or somewhere within that distance. As I held my arm out, keeping the quirks activated, I walked in my room. As I walked in, the person who I had in my quirks grasp moved too so the same distance was always the same. As I walked to the light switch, I asked in the best menacing tone I could muster up, "Who are you and what do you want?" I then hit the light switch, revealing who I had captured. I let out a little squeal upon seeing who it was. "Oh my god! I'm sorry! I didn't know it was you!" I exclaimed as I carefully brought Aizawa down to the floor.
Once I removed my quirks on him, he rubbed his back and ordered, "Just teleport me to the school; it's urgent."
"Sure thing..." I walked towards him then asked before I put a hand on his shoulder, "Where on the campus would you like me to teleport you?"
"Front doors would be fine." he said quickly.
I put my hand on his shoulder, "Alright, text me when you'll want me to bring you back." I said before teleporting him to his desired location.
I walked up to my bed and unplugged my phone. As I unplugged it, Melody brought her head up and looked at me as if unplugging my phone woke her and not chasing after Aizawa, who I thought was another intruder. I grabbed my headphones off of my desk and walked down to the sofa in my room. I plugged my headphones into my laptop and began to watch videos online that peaked my interest as I waited for Aizawa to text me. Within the first hour I finished a movie, during the second hour I finished a short series, then when it started to creep past the third hour, I couldn't help but worry about what was going on. Was there an attack at the school because someone was looking for me and hadn't caught wind that I was no longer there? Did I cause this again?
I let out a sigh of relief when I received a text saying that he was ready to come back. I teleported myself to where I thought he was, but I was incorrect. I sent a text asking him where he was, which he then said where. I teleported once again to his actual location so then I could finally teleport us back to the apartment. Since we arrived in my room, I walked to my coffee table to pick up my laptop and headphones so I could bring them up to my desk before I went back to bed.
"So, what was going on at the school?" I asked as I picked up my laptop and rested it on my arm as if it were a pile of books.
Aizawa sighed, "Bakugo and Midoriya were fighting." he said as I picked up my headphones and held them between my body and my laptop.
I then walked behind the sofa and stood there as I said, "I'm not surprised about Bakugo, but Midoriya? That's a first." I must have pulled the laptop too close to me cause my headphones then popped out from the side and hung a few inches off the ground.

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Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)
FanfictionA teenage girl who has a troubled past has to become the number one hero in order to prove that she is not what her past makes her seem to be. So, what if I were to tell you that a hero has to save other people, but there is no one to save that hero...