Losing and Knives - MyHerotber Day 1 (Writing)

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Heyo! It's October meaning there's a lot of things to be doing. I've been pretty busy but I want to get to more righting so I'll be warmed up for NaNoWriMo. I wasn't able to post yesterday cause my internet connection was awful so here it is. Day two will be posted soon.

Anyways here's a story featuring The prompts of both losing and knives. I decided to star Bakugo and then I went on to brainstorm when he loses. He does lose in a few different scenarios but this part of the story also included him with Toga who is just the embodiment of knives.

Also, I have a Twitter and Instagram now. I'd appreciate it if you followed me @UnluckyRaven013

Thank you for reading!

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Bakugo Katsuki Perspective

Set during and after the Vanguard Action Squad Invasion

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Bakugo Katsuki was running through the woods. Arms was carrying the stupid nerd, Deku, and the Half and Half bastard carrying Tail. Birdbrain trailed quietly behind him. It was supposed to be safe here. There wasn’t supposed to be any villains. Not that he minded. He liked the challenge. It wasn’t like he could lose to small fry like those that they’d encountered so far. He wouldn’t, couldn't lose.

So why did they insist on guarding him? All these foolish weaklings trying to protect him. It wasn’t right. He could handle himself. There was no need for all this extra caution just because the villains were apparently after him. Of course they’d want to catch the school’s strongest student, it just made sense. However, deep down, he was uneasy. Why where the villains really after him? There wasn’t a good reason he could think of. This sucked.

As they walked, he noticed sounds in front of him. That’s a good sign. Even if he could handle the villains, it was better to find others and group up as soon as they could. The hot head squinted forward, trying to see who was there. All of the of their ragtag party were injured or exhausted after expending so much energy using their Quirks.

All of a sudden, a cold wind blew in and surround him. It was as if he was being sucked in by a tornado, except the tornado was specifically targetting him. Before he could make a sound, the darkness consumed him. Right before he was trapped, he noticed the same thing happening to Birdbrain behind him.

“AUUGHH!!!” the blonde-haired teen yelled as he slammed his hands into the enclosure, his explosion illuminating the tight space. He wasn’t sure where he was, just that it was cramped and cold and dark. His body was folded over on itself as the circular enclosure trapped him in the position.

After repeatedly banging on the walls, he accepted that it wasn’t going to budge. He felt helpless. This was the worst feeling. His explosions had warmed up his hands and arms which was very contrasting to the freezing cold of the rest of his body. As he quieted, he was able to hear talking outside, nearby. He pressed his ear against the dark walls to try and hear anything.

“GIVE HIM BACK!!” a familiar voice hollered from outside. The explosive boy could recognize the voice anywhere. That stupid useless nerd. In this case, he was the useless one. He cursed at the thought.

A loud crash outside interrupted his thoughts as he suddenly found himself upside down. The Quirk had trapped him in something miniature as he seemed to be moving with his captor. He groaned and rubbed his face which had just been roughly slammed against the wall.

“You’re not getting away!!” Not that IcyHot too. Now everyone’s trying to be the hero here. Why was he the one who needed to be rescued? He was better than this.

As he was jostled around more and more, Bakugo had to use all of his concentration on keeping himself from slamming into the walls. Suddenly, he was plummeting downwards towards the ground. With a loud slam, he tumbled forward to a stop as he rammed his head back to keep from hitting his nose again.

Just as he thought everything had calmed down a for a moment, a flash wave of heat erupted around him. There was the sound of a knife slicing through the air followed by a confused yelp from Deku. Damn it! What was happening now? Amidst the jungle of sounds, he heard the word ‘decoy’. Did the fools fall for a useless fake? Not good. Not that he wanted their help though. It would be too humiliating.

Thoom! A bright light blinded him for a second before he started to free fall again. Within seconds, he was snatched up again. Who was he caught by? Was he safe now?

He shook his head to clear it before there was a loud popping sound. A ragged hand gripped him by the throat. A chokehold wrapping around his neck. The chilly cold was replaced with the natural breeze of the night. The light reflecting from the moon illuminated the scene before him.

“KACCHAN!!” The scream rang out and he shifted his eyes to look at the battered boy. Now Deku was looking down on him again, pitying him. He hated it. He hated the feeling that he had lost. He hated it.

“Stay back...Deku.” He said, his voice coming out in a gasp as his struggled to talk. His veins were tensed as he felt a single bead of sweat slowly dripped down the side of his face. He couldn’t believe that the idiot was trying to help him with that broken body. To be rescued by an injured weakling was the last thing he wanted.

The swirling purplish-black portal enveloped him. He glared at Deku until the other boy was out of sight. He wouldn’t show any weakness. He blinked and found himself in a wooded room.

The villain holding him dragged him over to a chair and chained his hands together. That would make it much more difficult for him to get away from these maniacs. This group of failures couldn’t keep him here. He would break free, no matter what. The chains were a hindrance though. At least, they were treating him with the correct level of caution.

Looking around at the villains gathered around him, he saw the scarred man who had held him down earlier standing next to a man wearing a full-body suit of black with white stripes. Behind them stood a lizard person, a sunglasses person, and the masked man with the Quirk that had captured him. Annoying. To his right side, sat a weird girl with knives and syringes strapped all over and the creepy dude with severed hands covering his body who seemed to be in charge. There was also a man whose face matched the color of the portals that had brought him here. It was the same guy that he tried to blow up when they first invaded. He knew that he could hold the teleportation guy down if he needed to.

He sat quietly as he observed his surroundings and the people around him. Although he had a short fuse, he wasn’t stupid. He could listen to collect information if he needed to. They wanted to recruit him? Foolish. He would never tread down such a weak path. He wouldn’t lose as they did. He would win, win, and win some more just like All Might. That was his life, his path. Even if he had lost the first encounter with them, even if he had been captured, he would still fight. He would still fight because he wanted to win. And that would never change.

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