"Fat Gum, there's something I need to do while we wait for someone to come and get Red," (Y/n) stated while turning to her mentor.
"What is it?" he questioned, watching as she stood up and went back to sit on the empty bed.
She sat in a meditative position and closed her eyes. "There's someone I need to talk to so I can maybe get us out of here faster cause Red needs help."
"Who? Sky, what are you--"
"Please trust me." She cut him off, resting her hands on her knees.
Fat Gum sighed and nodded. "Do whatever you need to."
She took a breath, relaxing her muscles and letting all the pain go. She activated her quirk just slightly and began to think about all the energy flowing through her body.
The world started to fade into darkness, she felt like she was falling. She proceeded to land in the dark room she had done a few times previously.
She stood up and ran to the door, swinging it open and revealing Riki there looking out a window. "I need your help."
"Back so soon?" He turned to her, looking away from the window. "I thought I told you to keep fighting."
"This is me fighting." (Y/n) stood her ground, clenching her fists and furrowing her eyebrows. "The thought of Katsuki kept me awake enough to help a bit, but I need you to help me get my friend out of here."
"Ah, so you're asking for my help rather than my advice."
"Yes, are you willing to do that?"
Riki sighed and walked over to her, taking off his light green glove. "Take my hand. There's something I must show you."
She took it, immediately feeling like she was getting pushed and pulled around. She closed her eyes, fearing the worst as Riki traveled with her.
They stopped suddenly, causing (Y/n) to lose her balance and fall over, letting go of Riki in the process. She looked at the ground, recognizing the hard wood. "What the... This is..."
"Katsuki Bakugo's room," Riki finished for her. "I'm not the one that can help you, (Y/n). This is the person who can help you. It is time for you to go beyond your quirk's capabilities and make them your own. What you have been doing is things that past Energy quirk users have been doing, but you can make it all your own."
"How do I do that?" she asked, standing up.
"Your quirk is both similar and different to mine and the others, do you understand?"
She thought for a moment, giving him some hope. "Yeah... no. Not at all."
Riki facepalmed. "Take a look at your boy, here. He's been carving his own path, making all kinds of uses for his quirk and making it his own."
"Okay, yeah? But his quirk is so different from mine. What does that have to--"
"What I'm saying is, stop looked at your quirk in one way. It's time for you to look into yourself, Skylight." Riki then pulled his glove back on.
(Y/n)took this moment to go over to Bakugo, who was sitting on his bed while looking at his phone. She noticed that he looked sad, something she often didn't get to experience around him.
"Why can't you talk to me, (Y/n)? Is it because of me that you're staying quiet?" He flipped through his pictures, looking through some that the couple took on one of their break days. "Is this the end of us?"
She reached out to him, attempting to grab his arm but watching as her hand passed right through his. "Katsuki, no--"
"(Y/n)," Riki put his hand on her shoulder as she tried to reach out to him, "he cannot hear or feel you. Besides, there is something I must tell you before our session ends."
"What is it, Riki?"
"Until you talk to him and make this quirk your own, we will not be meeting again."
"Wait, what? Riki, no. Please..."
"Until another day. Another night. Another Skylight."
"Wait, please! I'm not ready to go! I need your help!" she begged, reaching out to him as he backed away into darkness.
"They're down here!" a paramedic yelled as (Y/n) woke up, gasping for air.
"Sky! You're back, I guess." Fat Gum went over to her as she stood up from the bed.
"I'm sorry I wasn't able to find a way to get us out," she apologized as they loaded Kirishima onto a stretcher. "I was too late."
"On the contrary, Skylight. You helped us out." Fat Gum smiled at her, leaving her confused.
"What? How?"
"When you were in your little meditation session, you began to glow really brightly. The streams coming from you led the police and paramedics to us. You were able to get us out. Thank you."
(Y/n) sighed as she smiled at her mentor, a paramedic beginning to take her to the ambulance so she could get proper medical treatment.
The Shie Hassakai raid had ended, but the next battle had only truly begun.
9:15 AM
It was the end of the raid.
(Y/n) was roomed with Kirishima, him ending up with broken bones and bruises head to toe--his bandages giving him the appearance of a mummy and reminding her of Mr. Aizawa's injuries after the USJ incident. She ended up with a slight concussion, three broken ribs, and some scratches. It could've been a lot worse though...
She sighed while pulling up her backpack, pulling her phone out of it. She had five missed calls, one from her dad, another from her mom, and the other three from Bakugo. Her phone began buzzing as he tried calling her again.
She hesitated for a moment, but then swiped to answer the call. "Hello?"
"(Y/n), oh my god. I just saw the news, are you hurt, idiot?!" he barked over the phone, causing her to have to hold it away from her ear for a moment.
"I did get hurt, I'm not going to lie to you," she told him after he finally calmed down a bit.
"What happened?!"
"I got a concussion and some broken ribs, otherwise I'll be fine."
"You idiot! I told you to be careful! I'm just glad you're not--"
"Katsuki," she cut him off, "do you really think this is the end of us?"
Kirishima had apparently heard that part, turning as much as he could enough to hear better.
"What? What are you--"
"I heard what you said." Tears started to well in her eyes as she spat the words out. "Are you certain that's what you want?"
"No! Of course not! I was just..." His voice trailed off as the sentence ended.
"You were what?"
"I was... scared," he admitted, quieting his voice a lot more than the beginning of the call.
(Y/n) paused for a moment, the confession shocking her a bit.
"Well? Are you gonna say something, idiot?"
"I... I'm so sorry," she finally blurted out, tears starting to run down her cheeks. "I'm sorry I scared you, I should've just--"
"Hey, stop that," he quietly told her in a calming manner, something he never spoke in. "We can talk more when you get back. Just get better, you clutz."
"Okay." She wiped her tears with the back of her hand. "I'll see you tomorrow. I love you."
"Love you too, moron."
The call then ended.
She turned towards Kirishima, who was still turned towards her--either because he was very interested in the conversation or he just couldn't turn back around. She awkwardly chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck as she placed the phone next to her on the bed.
"You heard all of that?"
"How could I not? Bakugo yelled about half of the time," Kirishima stated in a hoarse voice. "So... does this mean you two are good? Is your fight over?"
(Y/n) smiled slightly, nodding as she rested her hands on her lap. "Yeah, I think so. We're good."
(A/n): I have no idea why, but this took me forever to write! I spent like two hours writing this single chapter, it's not even that long lol!