Captured(2)

                                    

                                          
    Flying through the air right towards the symbol of peace, Dabi desperately tried to remember his training through his splitting headache. Shigaraki!!! That BASTARD! What was he thinking?! 
Now, how exactly did he get into this predicament, one might ask? Well...
"Mange, now!"
As soon as those words were spoken, Mange picked him up like he weighed nothing, and hurled him straight at All Might without warning.
Dabi might have been a little calmer, if All Might wasn't currently fighting All For One. The force of their quirks would most definitely kill him if he got caught in the crossfire, and he'd likely get himself knocked out and consequently captured if he didn't land correctly. And when he does land, his only option would be to fight All Might at that proximity unless All for One is feeling generous. Unlikely. Would he eventually lose to All Might? Absolutely! Have you seen the guy! Just one of his punches at full force could stop the entire fight if it hit. If Dabi wants to escape with the league, he'll have to reveal a little more about his fighting capabilities to the world. Is that safe? Ugh- no more than the alternatives.
So, as he catapulted through the air, he expertly released small bursts of flames to position himself head first towards All Might. Luckily, the symbol of peace didn't have time to pay attention to him, or he might not  pull this off so smoothly. A few feet before impact, he extends his arms. The second his hands make contact with All Might's shoulder, he bends his elbows just enough to lessen the impact. Ignoring the pain throughout his body, he uses All Might as a springboard, using his fire to give him extra power to push off, and flips over the hero's head leaving a burst of flames behind to divert the hero's attention and obscure his vision before he lands on the ground a few feet away. 
Without giving All Might any time to breathe, Dabi casts his arm out, sending another wave of fire at All Might, obstructing his view again. That shouldn't have been a problem at all for All Might if he was facing someone of the skillset he thought he was, or if he simply didn't underestimate his opponent. If All Might truly knew Dabi's capabilities, losing sight of him would be cause for panic. But as it stands, no one knew of his training in the past. This is something Dabi always aimed for, making his opponent underestimate him because then they never see it coming. Those few seconds when All Might could not see him was enough time for Dabi to slip into the hero's blind spot and deliver a devastating blow to the side of the hero's head. It's like punching a steel wall! He staggers back from the recoil out of breath, his injuries are catching up to him and he never gave himself a chance to recover. He's gotten rusty. If he hadn't neglected- his vision starts blurring. He needs to keep going. He can't stop here. He needs to get back to the league.


    To say that he was surprised, would be an understatement. All Might couldn't quite comprehend what just happened. This was something that he never expected from a villian like Dabi who seemed to only rely on his quirk to defeat his foes. He always assumed that if Aizawa ever got the chance to go up against Dabi, the real one of course, the blue flamed villian would be no match for someone as skilled with hand to hand combat as Eraserhead. But after the stunts Dabi just pulled- especially the first one, what even was that? -he wasn't so sure that the villian would be taken down in less than a minute. All Might had to admit that Dabi caught him by surprise. It was shameful because a hero should always be on their guard. But he let his down for too long and paid the price. A mistake like that could result in the villain getting away, or worse. Wait...























































































WHERE'S ALL FOR ONE!
    His plan worked, All Might was distracted by Dabi and Master was able to escape to finish force activating Kurogiri's warp gate. 
"Well done, Tomura." 
"Thank you, Master."
Shigaraki smiled, he made his Master proud. But something was nagging at his mind that made him frown. Since when could Dabi do that? He always acted so lazy. Tomura assumed that Dabi wasn't athletic at all. Now that he thought about it, when he was recruiting league members and questioning their skill sets, Dabi only said that he could produce really hot fire. The others had listed off all of their talents like being skilled with a weapon, being strong, or being stealthy. They even mentioned their useless talents of being funny, being a skilled entertainer, having the ability to lick their elbow, not being able to get sunburned, etc, etc. Decaying that list was the best thing he's ever done. That bastard should have known better than to walk in like he owned the place, purposefully omit vital information, and act all cocky. Soon he would be free of Dabi, and what's a better goodbye gift than being left to the mercy of heroes.
Everyone was ready to go. Shigaraki started towards the warp gate but stopped when his Master didn't follow.
"What's with the wait? Aren't we leaving?"
"My apologies Tomura. I can't go with the rest of you. My fight with All Might was always meant to be. It is something that must be finished."
Oh... This frustrated him. He didn't understand it! Why couldn't Master just come with him!? Why did he need to fight All Might!? He started scratching his neck. It would be okay, Master can defeat All Might. Somewhat reassured, he begins walking towards the gate again and turns his head to glance at Dabi. Hah, he looks like he can barely stand. Oh, what's this? He's trying to get to the warp gate? Pathetic. If they really did wait for him, the heroes would capture them all and then it would really be game over. He sees the last of the league members have already been warped. It was time to go, and just for good measure, he waved Dabi off.

    No. . . They left him. . . They used him. . . again. His vision became cloudy. Muted pain and exhaustion washed over him in waves. His surroundings started tilting as he barely registered his decline in altitude, and he was out cold before he hit the ground.