Reason [BNHA x HxH!Reader]

[8] Rampaging Evil

Meanwhile, in your rage, the four teens whom had all been solely focused on All Might's fight, were left puzzled at your words. Worlds... Nen... None of it made sense to them. Who exactly were you, besides some latecomer, foreign-exchange student?

The hand-man only picked at his neck even more. "Kurogiri... deal with her."

"Young Freecss, get away from them!"

You didn't need to be told twice, backing up before Kurogiri could try to do anything. If it came to a fight, would you be able to handle him? Katsuki had managed to land a hit, meaning somewhere, Kurogiri had a solid body, but you debated if you'd be able to avoid being caught or not. You were aware that one wrong move could mean your capture. Why did they even want to capture you? Because of your nen? Because of the mysterious user behind the League?

You weren't sure, but didn't have time to think or ask as gunshots rang out throughout the area. You flinched instinctively, ko flaring out around you, but the projectiles weren't aimed at you. Four shots had hit the hand man, one in each limb, and Kurogiri had quickly wrapped around him before both men disappeared. The last thing you saw of him were his red eyes, seething with rage.

Then they were gone.

Exhaustion rolled over you, and you fell to your knees, not realizing just how much energy you had exerted until now. Damn it...! I was so close!

Somebody had thrown your arm around their shoulder, and you looked up to see Eijirou, who flashed you a toothy grin. Despite that, you could see the worry as he helped you up, and you tried to return his grin shakily.

"I'm fine, Eijirou... Just tired. I think I expended more energy than I meant to, haha!" Your laugh was airy but obviously lacking your usual energy, and he shrugged it off, slowly walking. You looked back, only to see a wall separating you all from All Might and Izuku. You could ask about it later, but for now, you wanted desperately to get home and sleep.

Jerking yourself away from Eijirou and nearly collapsing, you looked around frantically. "Aizawa! Where is he? Is he okay?!" You were frantic, having forgot about your teacher and guardian, and Eijirou glanced up and over to where two of your classmates stood, his own face crestfallen. A stretcher had been brought out, with Aizawa being set upon it, and you ignored his protests to run up the stairs and over to him. Ignoring the burning in your legs, you used your nen for one last time, jumping up the rest of the stairs.

"Aizawa!"

It was gruesome. They had put a breathing mask over his face as they quickly wheeled him outside, but he looked awful. A large gash was on his face, blood everywhere, but his arm was the most disturbing, the skin having been eaten away completely to where you could see the muscle. You had seen some pretty gruesome stuff (after all, there was some guy on Greed Island going around and blowing up and imploding people...), but you couldn't control the way your breath hitched at the sight of it.

Aizawa...

That man would pay, other nen user be damned! Good or bad, you couldn't care less about those labels, but he had hurt one of the few people who knew your secret and had given you a place to stay.

A hand was placed on your shoulder and your head snapped up to meet the gaze of the girl with a brown bob, one whom you recognized as one of your classmates. "Don't worry, [Y/n]-chan! Him and Thirteen-sensei will be okay! They're pro heroes, after all!" Your nod came hesitantly, and then she quickly spoke up again, becoming flustered. "Oh, sorry! You said to call you [Y/n], so I hope that's okay!! I'm Uraraka Ochaco!" She removed her hands, waving them around, and a small smile tilted your lips upwards at the carefree behavior.

"It's fine, Ochaco," you told her, before nodding again. "And you're right. They'll be fine, I believe in them!"

You were tired, but it didn't prevent the weary cheer from leaving your mouth as you thrust your fist in the air, everybody else around nodding in agreement. A few of your less-traumatized classmates cheered along with you, and you finally looked back over the stadium. With the arrival of pro-heroes, all of the villains were being apprehended, the remaining students that had been scattered being brought back to the entrance in varying degrees of worn-out states. You were glad, at the least, that everybody else sustained minimal injury, save for Izuku's obviously broken arm.

Following the pros and your classmates out, you allowed yourself to dwell a bit as everybody was getting checked out. Today had been, while stressful, enlightening. The knowledge that you weren't the only nen user in this world was a twist you hadn't expected, and you couldn't help but wonder just who was here. The hand guy hadn't exactly been very forthcoming on any of the information you needed. Unfortunately, it was looking like you were going to need to look more into this on your own time, and carefully, too - in a world so strict on its laws and rule-following, it would be hard to get the information about the League of Villains that you needed without breaking any boundaries.

You sighed. More than ever did you miss your world, where you could basically do anything and didn't need either parental permission or worry about whether you were doing anything illegal.

"Oi. Foreigner."

Your response was automatic. "It's [Y/n]," you said blandly, turning around to meet the angry gaze of Katsuki, who had dismissed your name as if it was nothing more than an annoying pest. You were too busy in your own thoughts to really want to pester or tease Katsuki right now, and you had just opened your mouth to tell him to buzz off, but he beat you to it, his words harsh.

"I don't care. What the hell were you and that hand fucker going on about back there? 'World', hah?"

Oh shit. You were so not ready for this conversation, and you noticed the two boys nearby who were trying their best to eavesdrop on the conversation. Of course it'd be Katsuki who'd be direct about it, though. It wasn't even your fault this time, that asshole villain was the one spouting on about you being from another world!

In an attempt to remain neutral and casual, you raised an eyebrow at him, pretending like you were confused. "Uh, did you hit your head? If I knew what that hand guy wanted, I'd be telling the pros, not standing here, wasting my time and talking to you."

"WHAT did you say, you fucking --"

Yeah, no, you weren't going to deal with this right now. Waving him away as dismissive as he acted when you told him your name, you turned away and started to head back to where the rest of your class was. "Aaaand I'm done talking to you. Come find me in about 10 years, when you've learned to chill the fuck out."

Ignoring the glare that was burning into your very soul, you plastered a smile on your face, agreeing to head over to the nurse's office to go get checked out with the other students, leaving Bakugou Katsuki and the other two who were there to witness the exchange wondering as to what exactly was going on. Unbeknownst to you, the cogs in your classmates' heads were turning viciously, already beginning to unravel the secret that kept your existence safe.