Chapter 81 - Rescue

Y/N felt Kenji get yanked by Aizawa's scarf and it snapped her back into consciousness just in time for her to slam against the concrete. Ow. 

She groaned in pain but no longer felt Kenji carrying her. She rolled over and surveyed the scene, watching as Aizawa threw Kenji all the way across the runway and slammed him into a nearby building.

Aizawa! Aizawa was here!

Relief flooded through Y/N's veins and she tried to push herself up through the pain. She had to get away. She had to get to him and away from these lunatics. 

With a grunt she stumbled to her feet and forced her legs to fall into a sprint as she dashed towards her teacher. I'm saved. I'm gonna get out of here. 

Her hope was cut short when a gust of wind launched her into the air in an attempt to stop her escape. Y/N screamed as she watched the environment shrink underneath her. Was she going to go through all of that shit just to fall to her death? Her breath caught in her throat as she started descending towards the earth again.

Wait, if she got hit by a wind quirk, then...

Duh. She could use her quirk again. 

Y/N thrusted her palms towards the incoming pavement and shot a gust of wind only seconds before she would've collided, throwing herself right back into the sky with a cackle. The impact was hell on her tied wrists, but it was worth it. She couldn't wait to tear those fuckers to shreds.

Unfortunately, the exertion of using her quirk was making her... a tad lightheaded again. Enough that she wasn't sure if she'd stay conscious long enough to make her landing. Shit, shit, shit. 

Something opened up underneath her; a dark cloud that she recognized with a gasp of panic. Kaito, Inasa's dad, had opened up his phasing portal underneath her. Shit, shit, shit. She gulped before the cloud engulfed her, for a moment withstanding freezing temperatures and zero gravity before hitting something solid. The ground.

She was back on the ground in front of that fucking plane, once again being thrown to the pavement. "You assholes," Y/N spat as the world spun around her. The phasing mixed with the concussion was a horrible combo. 

She felt somebody stomp on her stomach, pinning her against the ground. She cried out in pain and laid down again-- there was no way in hell she was getting back up with her head in that state. 

"Don't move or I'll kill her." Kaito.

Y/N fought through the dizziness and turned her head. To her relief she saw familiar faces-- Aizawa, Kirishima, Kaminari, Todoroki, Uraraka... Bakugou. Bakugou was here.

They locked eyes and Y/N smiled at him. It was ridiculous-- someone had just threatened to murder her, but the relief she felt when she saw him was overwhelming. He only looked back at her with worry; she'd never seen him like that before.

"No, you won't." Y/N turned to see who had spoken: Aizawa.

She felt Kaito flinch at Aizawa's words. "You really wanna call my bluff right now?" A hand grasped Y/N by her hair and yanked her up into a sitting position.

"Get your fuck ugly hands off of me!" Y/N yelled, reaching up to try and release his grip on her hair, but he only tightened it and pulled again. She winced in pain-- there was only so much she could do with her hands tied.

"I am calling your bluff. You won't kill her; not when you're trying to lock her in a quirk marriage."

Y/N looked over at Clara. For the first time, she saw fear in the woman's eyes. Adrenaline coursed through her veins at the sight and she turned back to Aizawa. "FUCK 'EM UP! THEY WON'T KILL M--" Before she could finish her sentence, Kaito stomped her head against the pavement and everything went black.

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Bakugou watched in terror as Y/N's head was smashed against the pavement and she fell silent, a motionless body on the ground. It happened before he could even process Aizawa's words-- quirk marriage? The man above her surrounded the two of them in a dark cloud and they disappeared.

Yeah, fuck the plan.

With an angry yell he threw his palms forward and shot an explosion the size of a cement truck towards the plane, gritting his teeth against the force shooting from his palms. Everybody around him, including his friends, were shot back from the impact; he even lost his footing for a bit as he slid against the ground. Flames erupted on the runway. 

"BAKUGOU, THE PLANE!" Kirishima warned.

Katsuki wasn't listening. Using his quirk he launched himself towards the soldiers, ripping through the wall of fire. A gust of wind smacked against him and threw him back-- where had it come from?

He turned back in fury and saw a woman using a wind quirk to push her way through the flames as she walked towards him. She looked mad, but Bakugou didn't give a single shit, lifting his palm again and sending another explosion her way.

She deflected it like, blowing it away like it was nothing. Shit, wind quirks were more powerful than he thought.

He climbed to his feet as his chest heaved from his panting. He scanned ground around him looking for Y/N but couldn't spot her. The flames were spreading now; all around him his classmates were fighting against the Yoarashi family. It was pure chaos. Where the hell was Y/N?

Bakugou ignored the woman and sprinted into the flames again. The heat was reaching unbearable levels now and the fire was getting dangerously close to the plane. Find Y/N. Find Y/N. 

"WHERE IS SHE?!" He roared to the woman. He could feel his body shaking in anger.

The woman glared at him. "Let it go, dear."

"WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!"

"Let it go. She's with us now."

With a cry of rage he threw countless explosions in her direction, watching in frustration as they disintegrated with her wind. 

"BAKUGOU! THE PLANE IS GONNA BLOW!"

The voice was Kirishima's. He ignored it and continued his futile assault on the woman. Nothing was working. His lungs began filling with smoke and he gasped for air, his eyes tearing up. 

They had to have taken her on the plane.

Bakugou knew that fighting this woman was only wasting valuable time. Instead of launching his next explosion at her, he angled it underneath him and used the force to propel himself over her and dashed to the plane.

He heard Aizawa and Kirishima yelling at him to come back, but he didn't listen.

Katsuki knew he didn't have much time. Once the flames reached the plane it would explode-- he had to find Y/N and get her out of there. Sprinting down the isle he made his way to the cockpit and found that man-- the mastermind-- at the controls, preparing for liftoff. He was trying to escape with Y/N before the flames reached the plane. 

Y/N was gagged and tied to the copilot chair, still unconscious but now with a horrendous gash on the right side of her face reaching down to her neck. 

Bakugou couldn't use his quirk in here-- it would obliterate the plane or hurt Y/N.

The man turned in time to meet Katsuki's fist right in the center of his face. When Bakugou felt a hand on his shoulder he almost set off his quirk, but whipped around to find Kirishima.

"Get her out, I got this guy."

He didn't have to be told twice. In an instant he fell to Y/N's side and heated his palm enough to burn through the ropes that bound her. Behind him Kirishima was absolutely beating the shit out of Kaito-- the yells of pain were like nails on a chalkboard.

Bakugou tried not to look at the gash on Y/N's face, instead focusing on getting her untied. "It's gonna be fine, we're getting you out of this shit, I promise," He breathed. He pulled the gag down from her mouth and lifted her out of the chair and over his shoulder. "Ei! Let's go!"

Eijirou had cut into the man's face with his quirk so much that it was hard to recognize him. Each punch with his hardening had ripped through the skin and bruised relentlessly, in some place revealing bone. Chills ran up Bakugou's spine-- it was rare that he got to see Kirishima use his quirk this violently. It was a reminder of how dangerous and powerful he was; it was lucky that he was on his side.

"Thank fucking god you're here..." Y/N groaned. It seemed she was awake again-- she was fading in and out repeatedly. That didn't bode well for her condition. "I was gonna kill them myself but my fucking head... holy shit Kiri, did you kill him?"

"Doesn't matter. Let's go," Kirishima said. Jesus. 

They made their way out of the plane as quickly as they could, Y/N on Bakugou's back. "You came," She said into his ear. Bakugou could tell how out of it she was from the state of her voice. Her presence on his back was more relief than he'd ever felt-- she was with him again. He could keep her safe, away from these psychopaths. "You like my new scar? It better look sick cause I can't see out of my right eye..."

"Shut up, will you? We need to get you out of here," He grunted as they dashed down the steps.

"Missed you too, Kat."

When they reached the bottom of the exit stairs, the plane exploded.