𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐨𝐧𝐞.

                                    

                                          
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She could see everything go on, but Misu knew there wasn't a way to help all of them at one time. Where most students were, the woman with the magnet stick and the TMNT look-alike were there, yet the one person she worried most about was Kota.
                          
Since Midoriya left him alone, it made the kid vulnerable, but there was someone else there, a man who could control his muscles. She didn't know who to help. Some part of her mind told her to help Kota, another part told her to go to where most of the students were.
                          
There was another thing of the teachers being there, and knowing most of them had their pro hero license, she knew they could handle this. But there was still a major difference in numbers. As her knowledge caught up to her, she knew the students rushed back to camp.
                          
She was having an information overload. Those at the camp were safe, but not for much longer. 'The child.' That's what her gut told her, and she listened. Flying away from the camp, she landed on the rock behind Midoriya.
                          
"You were on the list as well," she knew what the list was, but not what it was for. Seeing as Midoriya looked over his shoulder at her, he had a look of intent in his eyes that told her to take Kota and run. 
                          
However, from the look in her eyes, she easily told him, 'like hell.' There wasn't a way to reach out to the others, knowing they were dealing with a villain, about to deal with a villain, or were somewhere safe. 
                          
As the man walked closer to the three, Izuku stood up. Walking toward the teenage boy, she placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's... It's going to be okay, Kota. We'll save you." 
                          
"You'll save him? That sounds like someone who wants to be a hero would say. Your kind show up everywhere, talking about justice. You're the one called Midoriya, right? And you must be Korikawa? This is perfect." Goto used his quirk on his arms. "We were told to take initiative and kill the boy, but kidnap the girl." 
                          
He threw off his cloak before rushing toward the two. He punched Midoriya in the arm with enough force to slam his body into the wall. Wrapping his arm in more muscle, he threw a punch at Riki. Yet she barely dodged it with her magic. He applied pressure to her magic barrier, yet she pushed him off.
                          
Goto jumped back, which meant he had something else to ask. "I almost forgot: where's the kid you call 'Bakugou'? I still have to do my job." Now hearing this had something to do with Katsuki, which Izuku perked up at the name.
                          
The man rushed at Riki again, but as she tried to force him back with another magic barrier, his fist broke through it and punched her with enough force into the rock behind her. The pain wasn't pleasant, but she knew she was still getting the hang of her powers. "Can I take that as an 'I don't know'? I can, right?" He was teasing them both, trying to get either of them to spill.
                          
"Alright, then! Let's play!" He kicked Izuku in the gut, which he made another crate in the rocks. "Blood? This is great! This is what I wanted! How fun!" He turned to Riki again, he must've known she couldn't last long. After all, she could barely keep him back the second time.
                          
He must've known she was getting weaker. "I thought you were stronger, like at the sports festival." He sounded like an aggressive kid, but that wasn't concerning. The reason he didn't hold back was because of what Misumi did at the sports festival, and she still wore Riki's face.
                          
"What did you say earlier? You'd save him? Why are you running away?" He pridefully stomped closer to them. Izuku glanced at Riki from a side-eye, hoping she had something in mind, but instead, her eyes told him something else. Shaking his head suddenly, which he hoped it wasn't what his mind told him, she stood up.