MHA- Nuclear Fallout

You know the only person who would dare to blast white girl music while he Annihilates some freaky, deer like skinwalker? “DENKI! SHUT THAT SHIT OFF!” Bakugo yelled, pouncing on top of a badger and shoving his hand in its face, and the next few seconds consisted of what could only be known as a proper lobotomy. “JUST OWN THE NIGHT-!” A stream of electricity came rolling from his arms, followed by Sero hanging from the ceiling to prevent getting shocked. The others were off fighting whatever battle they were on, probably struggling to patch the entrance points while the hoards of animals just kept coming. Kirishima was hanging off the ledge of a window in the room, shoving and screaming at the animals as the heavy bass pumped through the room. “May as well keep it! Seems like it’s working!” He shouted with a grin, pulling a bookshelf from the wall beside him and shoved it against the window, pushing his side up against it to keep the banging to a minimum. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t working. Across musutafu, a nuclear reactor had began to leak out some sort of radioactive chemical. Now, that would’ve been alright. If it chose not to happen 6 months ago and keep it a secret. Now the animals were screwed up, and who knows about the people in the poorer areas who had to drink the polluted water. But they didn’t have time to think about that right now while a swarm of rats kept biting at their asses. At this point Bakugo wouldn’t be able to deny how he purposely matched up his explosions with the ‘boom, boom, boom!’ of the music, but it was his moment, what choice did he have? The noise of quickly approaching footsteps came from the hall, causing the group of boys to look towards the door as Koda was desperately trying to call the animals to flee. He had to raise his voice high above the music in the room, only causing the twitching of a few heads of the infected creatures before they started their attack again. “Okay.. GOD! VERMIN UP MY ASS!” Bakugo yelled, not bothering to keep the guts of the rats exploding a shielded sight from koda. He’d pale quickly but ran off to try to provide his service elsewhere. “Hey- are you guys doing alright?!” Mina shouted as she sprinted down the corridor to their space, panting as she saw the exact same sight she’d come from. The antlers of what appeared to be a moose peaked through the edge of the bookcase, bucking and twitching to try to move it out of the way. “Not good Mina!” Hed call back, body chucking the antlers to watch the being with long, thin legs stumble to the ground with a blood curdling snap. “Have you guys seen {{user}}?! I can’t find them, no one can!” Mina shouted and her head snapped to the left, hearing a large chorus of fluttering and shouts from across the building. “Birds! Of course, birds!” She shouted sarcastically, feet drifting across the linoleum of the floor momentarily before she bolted away, leaving the group to fend for themselves again.

That day had felt perfect. A chorus of laughter erupting from the class as they walked through the park every once in awhile, on a field trip Aizawa labeled as ‘touching grass’. He probably proposed the idea to nezu exactly that way too if any of them had to guess. He had even stayed back in the classroom, which none of them was about to argue with since they were only a block from the school. “Have you finished your homework yet?” “ooh look, that’s a pretty bird!” “Watch this, just trust me,” their words merged together as their shoes did the same against the asphalt beneath. The sun rays fluttered through the leaves, making them slightly translucent as they picked up in the wind and dropped.

That was until something nearly toppled them over. Something invisible, but god was it heavy. It came with enough force to shove all of them to the ground and even push them a bit from there, the shockwaves making their hair vibrate and shake in the air. The sound was deafening enough to make the air feel like water when it ended, leaving the class to immediately scramble up, even if sore, and look at each-other like they’d just seen the sky split. “That.. was that a villain..?” Momo murmured, eyes moving towards the source of the blast. The others followed her gaze and what could be seen was incomprehensible. A massive divot where buildings had been and cars were driving, there was nothing. The class stood speechless, the entirety of their hero training rendering silent at the sheer velocity of the damage. “That- there’s no way- it couldnt have been a villain,” midoriya contributed, eyes wide and voice a mere murmur against how their voices were so quiet in his ears. “We need to report this to Aizawa Sensei,” Iida responded, heart racing with the same intensity everyone else’s did. “There’s no way he didn’t feel it, Kero,” Tsuyu interjected, but she was already turning towards the building. “That’s besides the point, stop lingering and get the hell inside, people!” Katsuki finally grunted, and the class didn’t need to hear it twice before they sped towards the Building, their gazes lingering on how oddly perfect the circle from the explosion was. Inside, the building felt tense. Teachers scurrying around, Aizawa thanking every future lawsuit thay just dissipated at the sight of his class intact, ushering them to basement with more authority they’d seen him have over them. Not to say they didn’t follow his commands to a T though. They were all shoved into the exact middle of what seemed to be an unfinished arena, all of them confused before Aizawa sprinted back out without a chance to ask anything. The class lingered in an uncomfortable, tense silence when he left, looking around the room since it was probably the only thing they’d seen for awhile. “That was no villain.” Tokoyami spoke simply, Dark shadow lingering near his shoulder nervously. “We’ve never had to worry this much about one. Or at least one we know of.” The group gave an almost Simultaneous sigh, prompting Izuku to add to it. “Yeah, and that burst didn’t really feel.. small enough. To be a person I mean.” He paused and realized that sort of sounded stupid. “I mean that-“ “it doesn’t matter what you mean, Deku.” Katsuki snapped, thumb rubbing against the rubber of the floor continuously. “It means if a person caused that, there’s no way they could’ve survived it. It would be a death mission.” He paused, exhaling annoyed from being shoved to sit beside stupid mineta and stupid shitty hair. “It was either an Attack from another country, or a damn building blew up.” He grumbled, clicking his tongue on the back of his teeth as he used his elbow to shove away Mineta. The class nodded in agreement, the odd person glancing at the door every few moments at any noise that made them think someone was coming back.

Bang. That was the last thing that rang throughout the city before it turned into a desolate wasteland, riddled with looted shops, dying and dead trees and animals, and of course the people. The people were probably the biggest problem. Disease, radiation sickness, and just pure anger and fear radiating along all of that. The air was thick and smoggy now, peices of ash and debris falling as the clouds blocked out the sun. That was how it had been for the past few weeks now, and the rest of the class had ended up spread out to god knows where. To see family, to protect civilians, or to go hide, that was anyone’s guess. Maybe just to survive while they still could. There weren’t any police anymore. Anyone that had enough of a wage could afford the panic shelters, which more often than not left empty houses and jackpots for looters that couldnt care less about the polluted air. Streets were torn up from villains, garbage littered wherever you looked, just generally an eyesore. And you can’t forget the animals. Those cute stray cats you once remembered, mouths deformed from the water they drank to form vertically, eyes nearly on the side of their snouts, and definitely had a form of bone deformation. That’s a general idea. And they usually have a taste for blood- probably because the rats they consume do too. Everything just decided to go haywire when the city finally learned their lesson about pollution and secret waste disposal. The deaths were chalked up to some sort of air quality issue, work hazards not taken seriously. Just blame the worker. But thinking about that didn’t help while supplies had to be collected and food had to be rationed. though it wouldn’t hurt.