Denki Kaminari V.S The World

Vs Muscular

Kaminari...

Wake up...

You need to save us...

My eyes shot open and blinding light filled them.

What the hell? I never dream.

I slowly got up from wherever the hell I was and looked around. The classroom? Did I fall asleep in class? Why am I on the floor?

I slowly got up and looked around. No one's here. But their stuff is... There were bags under the table, work on the desks. Hell there was writing on the chalkboard. But it suddenly stopped in the middle of some kanji that I had no clue about. I can't really read Classical Japanese...

Where is everyone? I walked out of the classrooms and saw basically the same thing in every class. No one. Just lifeless husks of rooms. I started to freak out.

I started running down the halls, trying to find someone, anyone!

But there was no one.

Just a crushing silence.

I was hardcore freaking out. I'm like the weakest in the class! I can't control my quirk! If I have to actually save someone than I won't be able to! Why couldn't it have been Midoriya?

As I kept trying to find someone, I rushed into the courtyard. It was there I saw a familiar head of blonde hair that could only belong to one person.

"Bakugo!" I rushed outdoors. "It's me Denki! What happe-" I stopped dead in my tracks. That definitely wasn't Bakugo.

"Who the fuck are you?!" He yelled. It was Muscular. The villain that almost murdered Deku.

I'm fucked.

"How the hell are you still here? That blast should've gotten everyone! Besides, I should've found you with this one." He nudged an unconscious body with his foot.

"Kyoka!" I tried to run forward. To get to her. My best friend. My crush...

"Not so fast!" Muscles started to convulse around him. He gave me a 'light' backhand.

I felt a couple things crack and I flew back about 20 feet.

"Okay," I grunted as I struggled to my feet. "Can't we just settle this over a-" I keeled over. Mirio-style stomach punch. I can't joke my way out of this one.

"Just give up!" He yelled over me. "It won't hurt if you give up!"

Curb stomp.

Crunch.

That was my back.

It wasn't broken, but it was damaged. Punch after punch. He just kept breaking me. Maybe I should give up. What can I even do? I'm worthless. That's what I was thinking.

Then something clicked.

Electricity makes muscles contract.

I knew what to do.

"Indiscriminate shock! 1.3 MILLION VOLTS" Electricity flowed around me and courses into him. He was spasming and convulsing in pain. Seems like I got him. I thought.