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He stared out across the 'battle field', such an odd statement for what not even two hours ago had been busy streets lined with people commuting to and from work. Now, Izuku Midoriya was sure of it, when the ping sent across his brain, it was another one of OFA, attempting to help him, not turn out the way Kacchan was now, falling into the already struggling hands of the youngest Todoroki below.
It was the oddest sensation now as he moved, his body kicking into gear at speeds he wasn't entirely used to, but he found no way of arguing against.
Below, as Todoroki landed with a thud, dropping Endeavor as they landed, in exchange to soften the blow of Bakugou's landing as well as his own. Todoroki lifted himself now, deep concern threatening to make him show emotion as he looked down at the normally loud and explosive teen that was below him, now silent, and covered in a growing crimson. This was not going anywhere close to what the plan had been, but he couldn't let that change what needed to still happen, and he shifted now, fully growing aware of the scene around him.
His brother had stepped back, along with most of the other villain's, almost as soon as the main one came out. "Shoto! Pro Hero Shoto!" Iida's voice came ringing into his mind as he blinked, the right side of his face feeling damp for a soft moment before the skin popped frozen tears away, and his left side steamed off the moment as well.
"Take Exp.... take Katsuki with you, he needs medical attention," He wasn't the only one, but he was the one that Shoto could get taken care of first, or at least, attempt to.
"Of course! We have already gotten a few others away from the area, as well as helping with the civilians as well! Have you seen-" Iida' or rather yet Ingenium's voice- cut short as he must've found the answer to the question as his eyes scanned the events happening behind them.
Despite the fact that Todoroki had quite literally been trained for this, his brain still wouldn't let him do what he needed to do fast enough, he had turned to see the two in the air still fighting, and as he lowered his gaze across this battle field, his breath haltered for a moment, across from them, he saw his teacher on the ground, one hero still with him, but even that hero's gaze was scanning, as if looking for another hand in helping.
"I can get Ka- Lord Explosion Murder to safety- Uravity is coming around on that end of the fight, we will rely on her to take care of the others! You need medical attention, as well as Endeavor!" The urgency in his voice was almost a slight comical relieve to Shoto's ears, it was identical to when someone would be late to class, which really showed that Iida valued every day events as much as big ones.
"Someone needs to stay behind for- Midoriya!" Shoto's sentence completed itself as he lifted his gaze and saw the greenette close the gap between himself and Shigaraki- and the latter's hand was outreached, everyone knew what it would do when it made contact, right?
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Shinsou had just barley become decent enough with his capture weapon to speak up about helping with the evacuation. This meant that he could go help with the hero's and those in the hero course. He had originally agreed to only help with the evacuation plans, but when his second father, Mic, staggered roughly and slammed a hand over his ear. He knew neither of them would be standing around helping people be guided much longer.
He had never seen his dad like this, now moving swiftly across the rubble like not even the universe could willingly be in his way. He couldn't ask what happened as he was more focused on keeping up with the movement. He hadn't seen tears yet, which meant that this wasn't a grave arrival, but with the swiftness Mic was moving, the way he wouldn't even acknowledge the heroes working in the areas they ran through, Shinsou knew it wasn't good.
When the damage to the area started to be more dense, more severe, his feet began to stagger slightly, this was what hero's where for, but this is also what villains do, something that people used to assume he could do. But he couldn't, now as he followed his father, to check on the status of his other, or see the damage, all he could think about was how true Hero's would be seen after this fight.
Nothing could have prepared him for what awaited him as soon as he made it over the rubble hill, the recent clustered areas now making sense as the crater before them was seen. He felt something drift across his shoulder slightly, and his eyes saw the pink and white costume that was now descending past him, directly giving him the line of sight that was his father below, laid out. Mic was on one side now, trying to help the other hero who was helping him.
His gaze lifted across the crater, the images burning into his mind knowing this would be the new scene that his mind would trap him inside of when he couldn't sleep late in the night. Across them were a few more hero's these he knew the names to. Endeavor was laid out like his own father, and the loud Katsuki Bakugo was silent, a very frantic Shoto Todoroki was hovering over him looking directly up, as Iida- the class president for the class he was 'technically' already in- were both looking like they were going crazy.
As more hero's came to them, and the group directly below him, he followed Shoto's scream and stare, now seeing the 1-A fluff ball in the air, his face dangerously close to the enemy's hand as Shinsou's brain worked to figure out what was happening, a bright flash went across the sky. Even if he didn't have dry eyes from lack of sleep, he wouldn't be able to look anywhere but down now.
The light was followed by a very hard thud that shook the ground, and brought anyone standing within the crater down.
He knew he was conscious, but the brightness was lingering, and the sound hit when the ground shook, now disorienting everything around him.
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Izuku was in pain, that much he knew. Everything hurt, but felt smaller, not smaller in pain, but smaller in area. In the blink that he had come back to his senses enough, he lifted his gaze, seeing Shigaraki get engulfed with a purple haze, and then he dropped his head again, swearing that before he did, as a few people came running, they looked massive.