Aizawa moved like a shadow, scarf snapping through the air as it wrapped, pulled, and slammed. Villains fell one after another, their quirks silenced the moment his tired eyes locked onto them. He was battered, bleeding, exhausted—but still standing. Still fighting.
For a support-type hero, he was a surprisingly good fighter. Even when the opponents had better quirks for fighting, he dominated them alone.
Just as Shigaraki said, for villains the most annoying thing about the pro heroes is when they live up to their hype.
One by one, Shigaraki saw his men going down, and when he finally couldn't take it anymore, he stepped in.
Their clash was brutal and close. Aizawa had the advantage in skill, in experience. He drove an elbow toward Shigaraki's throat, twisted his body to avoid grasping fingers—but Shigaraki's quirk, decay, was a dangerous power.
Only for a second or two, Shigaraki caught Aizawa, and pain screamed through his arm as skin cracked and blackened, the joint locking mid-motion.
Aizawa grit his teeth and fought on anyway.
At least until Shigaraki ordered Nomu to fight him. That was the end of his resistance.
One moment he was bracing himself; the next the world inverted. A blow like a freight train crushed into him, snapping bone, driving breath from his lungs. The ground came up hard. Again. And again. By the time Nomu stopped, Aizawa lay broken, barely conscious, body refusing to answer him.
"Shigaraki, we need to leave, one of the students got away. Soon the pro heroes will be here." Kurogiri teleported next to him to give the bad news.
The man-child growled in irritation and annoyance; however, he didn't leave immediately. He didn't plan to just leave like that—he would at least do as much damage here as possible.
Near the water's edge, Mineta, Asui, and Izuku stared in horror as their teacher lay shattered. Fear froze them in place, breath hitching, hearts pounding.
"Oh?" Shigaraki noticed them at last. "Let's leave a gift for All Might before we leave."
He reached out toward them, ready to use his decay quirk on the students. Asui's face was almost in contact with Shigaraki's hand.
Aizawa, even bloodied and broken, with many broken bones, was ready to use his quirk one more time to protect his students by erasing Shigaraki's quirk.
However, that was when a golden light screamed through the air.
A circular blade—radiant, spinning—carved past Shigaraki's vision. He jerked back in a hurry to avoid the danger, only barely able to get out of the way.
"What's that—?" he gasped.
The Discus of Light didn't stop. It kept going, cutting any and all things in its path until it slammed into Nomu's chest, who was currently sitting on top of Aizawa, torturing him.
Holy brilliance tore Nomu's flesh apart as it hurled the monster backwards. Nomu crashed through concrete, chest split open, smoking as regeneration desperately clawed at the damage.
Smoke was emitted from the place, dust making it obvious that the impact was very powerful.
Everyone was stunned at the sudden impact and moved their heads to see where the projectile appeared from after seeing the terrible condition the big black monster was in.
"You…" Shigaraki noticed a boy charging at him with a sword in hand and growled. He didn't recall a student like him in Class 1-A.
However, it wasn't the time. Before the boy could even come closer to him, a blackish-purple portal made of mist appeared in front of him, ready to teleport the boy away from there.
However, just as the charging boy was about to enter the portal, he jumped forward, doing a roll.
And to even Kurogiri's utter surprise, he completely bypassed his quirk.
"Unsheathe."
The sword flashed once again, magic mixing with the blade of the katana to make it stronger and faster.
However, this time around, Shigaraki was not able to dodge away in time. He could only protect himself by bringing his hands forward.
The attack cut flesh and bone alike; however, due to Orion immediately using Unsheathe after dodge rolling, he wasn't at the best balance to target Shigaraki's core body.
Shigaraki's hand flew off, and the other was almost half cut.
"aaaaa…" A growl in pain and anger. Quickly backing off. Kurogiri too came out of his dazed state and opened a portal, this time teleporting Shigaraki away.
"Phew…" Orion sighed hard, catching his breath and still moving hurriedly toward Aizawa, not giving the stunned teenagers still in the water another look.
The homeroom teacher of Class 1-A was a tough man, Orion had to say this. Even after that Nomu tortured him and broke God knows how many of his bones, the man was still awake, hadn't passed out from sheer pain, and could even look up at him, all bloodied and battered.
"Who are you." Aizawa asked, more like growled out in pain.
"Name's Orion Star Storm. Don't bother remembering it, you're not gonna find anything about me. Here, take this, hope it works." Orion quickly took out a tube filled with red liquid. This was the healing potion he got from Naaza.
Without saying anything further, he opened the cap and directly poured all the red liquid on Aizawa's injured body.
Then he waited. In the anime, the wounds would heal almost instantly upon using a healing potion. However, reality was different. While his flask did the same thing all the time, potions were different. They took some time to activate.
Sure enough, he could see Aizawa's wounds healing up, closing in front of his eyes at a visible rate, though not instantly like how anime made it look.
Aizawa felt hot. It was warmth, something foreign to him. He felt his pain easing away and wounds closing.
In just a few seconds, he felt a visible difference in his body.
"What was that." He struggled to sit up and then asked with both suspicion and amazement.
"Healing potion... got another one, here take it. Use it as you see fit." He quickly took out another one and handed it over to him. Aizawa was baffled but still took the potion in his hand, for a second forgetting what was happening around him and seriously gave the potion a look, analysing what exactly it was.
'Some sort of healing quirk which can be stored in liquid form...?' That was his best guess.
Just as he was about to ask more, a roar filled the surroundings. Nomu had healed by now.
"That troublesome..." Orion muttered with irritation. Even Discus of Light wasn't able to take that monster down.
"Can you fight?" Orion asked Aizawa, who by now was on his feet again after hearing Nomu's roar.
"Yeah..." He nodded.
"Good, then cover me. That monster had some sort of healing power. You can block it, right?" Orion asked, already knowing that alone he couldn't beat Nomu. His regen power was too over the top.
"I'm the pro hero here, kid. I don't know who you are, but you have already done enough. Go, I'll handle this monster." Aizawa didn't agree—if he, a pro hero, let a kid fight in his place, then why would he even call himself a hero at this point?
"Tsk... your wounds are not completely healed yet, just rest up, old man. That healing potion is no magic..." Orion was saying, but then paused.
"...okay, it might be magic, but still it can't completely fix you in an instant. Go and rest. Just give me cover from range."
Of course, Aizawa didn't agree to that much.
"Tsk... then do what you wish."
"You're not coming there to fight that monster," Aizawa said, not asking—it sounded more like an order.
Orion's eyebrow twitched at this, getting irritated now.
"Listen, old man, you were getting your ass kicked by that monster just now. If not for me, then you wouldn't even be standing on your feet now. Either you come or not, I'm gonna fight that monster, that's final." Orion chided with irritation.
By now, he also noticed Shigaraki had appeared near the Nomu with Kurogiri using the teleport quirk, and the man-child was looking mad.
"Kill him... Nomu. Kill that kid with the sword on him." He shouted fanatically, still losing much blood from the lost limb.
"Shigaraki, we need to go." Kurogiri wished to leave immediately. The attack was a failure, All Might wasn't here, and Shigaraki was seriously injured.
Aizawa, noticing this, stopped his protest and didn't say anything for a second. Then he finally spoke.
"Okay, fine. But you do what I say. You got it. I don't know who you are, but after this, you'll answer my questions. Is that clear."
"Like hell I will... I'm just here to kick those villains' asses. I'm not going to any hero interrogation..." Orion immediately retorted and did a Spartan kick to throw Aizawa away while at the same time activating dodge step.
The second the ground where they stood was cratered by a giant black fist, Nomu instantly appearing there.
Both dodged that attack by only a fraction of a second.
Aizawa didn't say anything about the very rude way to move him out of danger, already in his hero mode, focused and all business.
Cutting off Nomu's quirk alone wasn't enough; the monster's physical power was too strong. He couldn't take him down either way.
"Kid, do what you did earlier. That golden ring thing. I'll cut off his healing." He shouted while backing off from the enraged Nomu.
"On it." Orion was already doing it, chanting the incantation; however, the Nomu was specifically targeting him and rushed directly at him.
Mid-chant, he had to dodge roll away.
"fuck..."
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