"Our universe grants every soul a twin -- a reflection of themselves -- the kindred spirit -- And no matter where they are or how far away they are from each other -- even if they are in different dimensions, they will always find one another. This is destiny; this is love."

- Julie Dillon

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You stood in front of the people that attacked your class at the USJ, trying to remain as cool as possible. They were just. . . Staring at you.

Finally, you decided to break the silence, "How's it goin'?"

"(Y/N) (L/N). Student at UA. Class 1-A, part of the hero course. Quirk: creation and manipulation of metal. Known as one of the prophesied—" And that's when you stopped listening to Handy Man give a full report on you.

"Yeah yeah yeah, whatever, everyone knows that shit by now," you waved your hands dismissively. "All you need to know is that the only reason I'm here is because people I love are being threatened with death and this is the only way to prevent that from happening."

"She's pretty. I really like her." You heard a girl giggle from the side, and you turn your head to see who it was.

Some yandere chick who seemed like she wanted to be either your only, or most possessive friend.

Probably both.

"Well," Shigaraki said, "this isn't going to be the last time people you love will be threatened. Not with death, because we promised."

"Not that I believe your promises," you chimed in.

"We want your soulmate," Shigaraki said, ignoring your comment completely, "and we want that explodie kid. Spiky hair, intense attitude. What was his name?"

"Bakugou Katsuki." Mist-Head Man said.

Shigaraki hummed in response. "Yeah, him."

You blinked, sarcastically smiling before saying, "You don't know the name of the kid you're kidnapping?"

"You didn't know the name of the villain you were after when you stepped out to meet him, so I guess you're both stupid," Dabi said, smirking stupidly at the two of you.

"You have a lot of holes in your plan. Now you just look like Swiss cheese."

"Can someone just. . ." Shigaraki said, waving a hand to shoo you off like you were some kind of fruit fly, "stick her in another room or something? I can't think with her smartass comments."

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck you." You said.

"I'll just go visit her aunt." You acted out of impulse, whipping out a sword and slamming Dabi against the wall, pressing the blade into his neck, cutting the scarred tissue and drawing blood.

All he had to say was, "Kinky one, aren't you?"

You growled, threateningly pushing the blade further. "I swear to god, I will peel you like a potato."

"Is no one else seeing this? Her thirst for blood?" The lizard man said, and your eyes snapped to him.

"I take it you like to open your mouth, Donatello," you said lowly. "Tell me, will your tail grow back if I cut it off?"

The lizard man glared harshly before growling out, correcting you, "Spinner."

"Like a Beyblade?"

"A what—"

"A Beyblade, you don't know what a Beyblade is–"

"Alright! Enough." Shigaraki said, shaking his head. "This kid is gonna be the death of me."

"That was the aim."

You felt something warm, and you looked over just in time to see your blade melting under Dabi's fire, some molten iron landing directly onto your arm.

Needless to say, it hurt. But only for a bit.

The metal melted through your skin and your nerves seared in pain, and you couldn't help but shout out as you gripped your arm. The metal was going IN your fucking arm, it was that hot.

However, that's when it stopped.

Because the metal absorbed into your skin and the burning pain disappeared until there was just a dull sting.

Everyone looked at your arm in shock, including you. Why the fuck did molten metal just fall onto your skin and not do any damage?

You blinked stupidly. "Well that all went by pretty quickly. Author needs to step up their game."

You looked up at Dabi, who looked awfully disappointed. You shrugged your shoulders, "For what it's worth, it hurt like hell at the time."

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Fuyumi had never heard her little brother swear, let alone do it so aggressively. So when he suddenly jumped up from his chair, waving his arm around and yelling "shit" over and over again, needless to say she was surprised.

"Shouto! What's happening, are you okay?!" She asked, rushing over to him. Suddenly he stopped, staring at his arm in confusion.

"So I think (Y/N) just got extremely hurt." Bakugou said. "For like a moment."

"It was like I had my arm against a stove for a moment there. So (Y/N) very clearly just experienced worse. Why did it stop, though?"

Bakugou growled in frustration, aggressively rustling his hair. "I don't fucking know. All the more reason to lOOK FOR HER—"

"That won't be happening." Aizawa popped up out of nowhere, scaring every single person in the room.

"WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM?!" Bakugou shouted, earning a whack from his mother yet again.

"WATCH YOUR FUCKING LANGUAGE." She smiled at Aizawa. "Hello. So you're saying they should go back to school?"

"We've discussed it," Principal Nezu popped his head out of Aizawa's scarf, scaring the room yet again, "and decided that the pro heroes should figure this out and the students should continue as normal."

"Oh, like hell that is going to happen!" Bakugou growled. "You want us to continue our studies while she sits there suffering?!"

"I don't agree with this either," Todoroki said. "I want to go and get her."

"I promise you, Todoroki, Bakugou, everyone, we will find her." Principal Nezu said. "We just need to remain calm. There's no use going out and acting out of anger and worry. You guys will return to school."

Todoroki had to refrain from cursing out the principal of his school. He couldn't even believe that they expected him to ignore the issue and go to school like a normal student.

For fuck's sake, he cared about you too much to do that to you. If your roles were switched, you would ignore everyone and go straight to looking for him.

Todoroki sighed. Maybe that's why they told them not to do that. Your impulsiveness was what got you into trouble in the first place, and acting out of emotion is always a bad first-step. Let alone let a couple of teenagers try and take over the mission.

Todoroki and Bakugou swore at the same time, "For fuck's sake."