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Izuku doesn’t allow the silence to last long one their group is reunited.
“Do you still have your comm?” He directs the question at Yaoyorozu.
“Yah but I don’t think it’ll help much. Sensei said it wouldn’t work far and I don’t know if anyone’s close enough to contact.”
“But that’s because we were underground, right? We might be able to get through to somebody now.” Toshi speaks up before Izuku gets the chance to.
Yaoyorozu wordlessly hands it over and Izuku fits it in his ear. He fiddles with it a little, garnering mostly static, but one channel sounds somewhat clear so he gives it a shot.
“This is Janus, does anybody copy?”
“Izuku? That you?”
“Midnight-sensei?”
“Thank god! Where are you?” Her voice sounds muffled, but he can make out her words well enough. Izuku moves closer to the window to try and improve the reception.
“We’re in the school! Everyone’s a little banged up, and Recovery Girl’s unconscious, but we’re okay.”
“Copy that. Can you make your way to the first floor? Close to the entrance? I’m on my way to you now.”
“Got it. See you soon!” Izuku turns away from the window and finds the rest of the group watching him.
“We’ve got to get back to the entrance. Anyone remember which way we came?” Everyone shakes their heads.
“There were too many turns to keep track of.” Toshi is the only one to speak up.
“Well maybe if we-”
“We’re not splitting up again.” Izuku interrupts Uraraka with his assumption of what she was suggesting.
Her mouth snaps shut and his theory is confirmed.
“Let’s just try to find somewhere familiar and go from there.” Izuku bends down as he speaks, picking up Recovery Girl with a little too much effort.
It looks like things are finally going their way as they make their way through the school. It doesn’t take long to find the teachers lounge, and from their it’s easy to make their way to the front doors.
They stop just around the corner to wait for Midnight.
She gets there fairly quickly, accompanied by Snipe-sensei.
Izuku hurries to greet them, and is surprised when Midnight pulls him into a tight hug.
“You’re okay? Where are the others?” Izuku nods and gestures behind himself to where the others are rounding the corner.
Midnight smiles in relief, but the look is quickly replaced with a tense one.
“We have to hurry. Shigaraki was pretty close behind.” But last Izuku saw the villain he was fighting-
“Don’t worry, your dads okay.”
“Get back!” It’s the first Snipe-sensei has spoken since their arrival.
They move just in time to avoid the explosion that breaks apart the front doors.
“Kids! Cover your noses!” Midnight barely gives them time to react before she’s pulling back part of her costume to use her quirk.
Izuku fumbles with his shirt to try to cover his face. The others are doing the same, all except for Yaoyorozu.
She’s too busy pulling a gas mask out of her leg.
She shoves the first one over her face then gets to work on a second, swaying slightly where she stands.
This night has taken a lot out of everyone.
The second mask is shoved at Izuku, but Yaoyorozu sinks to the floor in exhaustion before she can make any others.
He slips it on just in time, as the rest of his friends start collapsing from inhaling their teachers quirk.
Izuku looks to the wreckage of the front doors and nearly cries when he sees Shigaraki strolling through them, completely unharmed.
He’s wearing a mask just like the one on Izuku’s face.
Shigaraki completely ignore Snipe, dodging every single shot the hero takes.
The villain’s gaze is set on one thing.
Midnight.
He approaches the heroine, and her whip does absolutely nothing to keep him back. He uses his quirk to destroy it, and closes in on her, hand reaching for her face.
There’s no way Izuku can let that happen.
“MIDNIGHT!” Izuku’s scream fogs up his mask, but he still manages to shove his sensei out of the way.
Shigaraki’s hand makes contact with Izuku’s mask instead and it crumbles, rapidly exposing him to Midnight’s quirk.
He does his best to hold his breath and brace himself, but the sound of a gunshot shocks him into inhaling.
Shigaraki’s hand is frozen, mere centimetres from his face. Izuku looks down at the same time the villain does and finds a growing spot of blood, right where the man’s heart should be.
Shigaraki topples forwards and onto Izuku, knocking him over as he tries to stay awake. He cringes as the villain’s hand comes into full contact with Izuku’s arm, but nothing happens.
Izuku looks up and around, but there’s no sign of his dad anywhere, which can only mean one thing.
Shigaraki is dead.
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Izuku wakes up to the all too familiar sound of beeping. He doesn’t have to open his eyes to know he’s in the hospital.
Underneath the obnoxiously loud beeping, he can hear several voices in conversation.
It’s not just the low sounds of his dads voices either. Mixed in there are the familiar tones of some of his classmates as well.
Despite wanting a little bit of peace after waking up, Izuku opens his eyes. Nobody notices, so he takes a minute to observe his room and the people in it.
He’s definitely in one of the cushier rooms in the Hero Ward. It’s decently big in size, leaving enough space for a table and chairs, his bed, and a comfortable looking couch.
On said couch sit Kacchan and Kirishima, bandaged up with small smiles on their faces. The table is occupied by Toshi, Shouto, and Midnight, playing a competitive looking game of cards.
Izuku’s dads sit on either side of him, each holding a hand and speaking in whispers over him. Just as he’s about to interrupt their quiet conversation the door opens, and all heads turn towards Hawks as he enters the room carrying a tray of drinks.
“Izuku! You’re awake!” The Number One Hero is the first to notice him, and his announcement makes everyone else turn to Izuku as well.
He gives them a sheepish smile when they all cry out in joy. Seats are abandoned as everyone crowds around his bed. Even Kacchan comes up, though he looks reluctant to do so.
“Zuku! We’re so glad you’re okay!” Izuku gives his boyfriend a soft smile at his comment before looking at everyone else in turn.
“What about you guys? You weren’t much better off than I was.”
“They woke up a little while ago. Then all the problem children rushed here to check on you.” His dad speaks up for his classmates.
“What about Miruko? Is she okay?” Hawks gives him a smile, though it looks slightly strained.
“She’s alive. Doesn’t even seem upset about losing an arm.” Everyone looks a little more solemn at the answer, so Izuku does his best to change the subject.
“And everyone else, they’re okay? What about the school?”
“The other students are fine. Most of the dorm buildings got destroyed, but the school building seems to be okay.”
“The dorms are gone? What’s going to happen to everyone now?” His classmates don’t look too worried about it, though Shouto and Kirishima look a little awkward.
“We’ll still have school, but everyone gets to go home now. And unless some other big danger appears, there’s no reason to rebuild the dorms. You kids should be safe.” Everyone looks relieved at that.
Izuku’s sure he looks the same. They’ve been in danger from the League for so long; it’s a huge relief to have the villains off of their backs. Izuku’s not sure he remembers what it feels like to be safe like that, but a few weeks at home should do the trick.
“Is it weird that I’m excited to go back to class?” His dad gives him a soft smile before responding.
“After everything that’s happened? Not at all.”
The knock on the door comes in perfect timing for once, occurring after the end of the conversation.
“Mr Eraserhead? I have your sons discharge forms here.” His dad lets go of his hand to get to the nurse.
A few signatures later and he’s turning back to Izuku and the group around his bed.
“Well then, let’s go home.”
Fin