Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)

Chapter 150: A shattered doll

(I don't know if I should have put all of these chapters into books of their own with 50 chapter each, but I guess since I'm this far, I guess I'll continue with this. I'm satisfied with how far this is going, though at times I feel like I'm getting low on ideas, but then something pops up and creates something bigger than what I imagined. I hope that those of you who are reading this is enjoying it. I'm pretty much writing this for my own fun. I don't care where this goes as long as I'm enjoying this and you few guys are enjoying it as well. So, thank you for coming this far with this. I thought that 100 was going to be the cut off with this, but I know for sure that this is going to be close to 200, if not a little over. I think I'm soon going to make this fic end and pick up with another story so then this one isn't so long. I would do that to make it shorter and chop it into 50 chapters, but I don't want to lose the reads/votes. Anyways, I hope that you'll like what is to come, and thank you again for reading this. *Throws reader two potatoes*)

I had woken up before we arrived at the apartment with the sun shining on my face. It was warm, like I was being covered by a soft blanket. I closed my eyes again to see if I could fall asleep again, but I couldn't, so I sat up and stretched. I looked out the window to see that we were still on the road, probably far from the city still. "What time is it?" I asked in a tired tone as I pulled my mask off and pulled my glasses out of my arm. I then removed the thin layer of cloth that covered my scars. After that I looked out the window again for a few minutes before I pulled my phone, backpack, and hero costume from being absorbed in my body.

I put my hero costume into my backpack before I charged my phone with a quirk since it was almost dead, though it was shut off most of the time. I looked to the two up front. Aizawa was still asleep while Yamada looked as though he could fall asleep at any moment. I looked to my phone to see that it was ten in the morning. "Are we almost there?" I asked with a yawn and an ache in my lower back.

"Yeah, it should be-" he paused quickly to sigh tiredly, "about an hour."

"Okay." I said, bummed out that I have to wait even longer.

He looked in the rear-view mirror, "Can't sleep anymore?"

I sighed, "Nope...my back is killing me from lying down back here...so I'm more than ready to sleep in my own bed."

"Same here." he agreed. Just then Aizawa began to shuffle in his seat for a little bit before he shot forward and stayed there a couple seconds before he started to lean back in the seat and put a hand on his forehead. "You alright there, Sho?"

Aizawa let his breathing calm before he responded, "Yeah, I'm fine."

Yamada whispered, "Is it happening again?"

"N-no...I just need to sleep in my own bed; that's all." he whispered back. He then stretched as he asked, "About how long until we get back?"

"About an hour."

"Is Y/N up?"

"Yep."

Aizawa looked over his shoulder then back to the road ahead of us, "How long have you been up?"

"A couple minutes, so nothing too long." I said as I rested my chin on the palm of my hand since my elbow was resting on my knee. "You know, I can teleport us, car and all, back to the apartment."

"You just relax back there. Don't use any of your quirks, just take a breather." Yamada said.

"Fine." I said under my breath.

There was a while of silence before Aizawa asked, "Who's Tanda?"

"Me. It's the fake name I gave the criminal since he was getting pushy. I didn't want to start something since he was still wearing the bomb, so I figured I should just toss a name out there." I explained as I flopped down on the seat.