How do Midoriya and Bakugou meet Shinsou and Monoma in the Nightfury!Izuku AU?
Midoriya and Bakugou meeting Shinso is temporarily marked under spoilers because I THINK that will show in the next two chapters. But Monoma meets them separately and several chaps from now so-
The piece of fallen ceiling tumbled away under Izuku’s heave and growl of exertion. He’d had to be careful, couldn’t destabilize the tiny bubble of safety around the other examinee and crush them, but now it was done. There was an opening big enough for the person to crawl through, or for Izuku’s head to fit if he had to reach in and drag the person out if he had to. He lowered his chin to the ground, “Hey! Can you move? We need to get out of here!” Izuku could hear the robot circling back toward them, its randomized attack pattern leading it back in their direction far too soon for Izuku’s liking.
The blond examinee crawled out of the gap, hands shaking, eyes wide and forehead bleeding as he stammered, “I- I- You- My strength quirk ran out and I- That was-.”
“I know,” Izuku soothed, adding in a gentle purr as he dipped his head under the boy’s torso and began pushing him up, “I know. It’s okay. Everything is going to be okay.” Words he wished someone had told him —told him and meant it anyway— those years ago when his world had crashed down a lot more permanently than this boy’s had. But there was no time to reminisce on the past, they had to go before those treads got any closer, “Climb on my back, there are leather straps for your legs and hands, so strap in and hold tight, alright? We’ll be out of here in no time. You’ll be perfectly safe.”
The boy nodded, jittery and unfocused as he scrambled onto Izuku’s back and began fiddling clumsily with the straps. He paused and his hand brushed the membrane of Izuku’s wing. The boy made an odd noise in the back of his throat like he was going to freak out over something and Izuku glanced over his shoulder, “It’s okay, I promise. But we need to hurry alright? The sooner we’re out of here the better.”
The boy stared at Izuku, “Why can’t I-? I can’t copy your quirk-”
The entire building shuddered as the zero-pointer came too close and Izuku hissed at the shuddering walls before he snapped, “Hang on!” He lunged out the nearest window big enough for the two of them, tucked his wings and twisted into a spiraling dive to avoid the looming servo that was right there without warning. The passenger on his back screamed in pure terror, but thankfully for Izuku’s plans held on tight to the leather straps. Izuku pulled up and out, then tilted higher, aiming to get above the buildings. The last thing he needed was something falling on his wing because of the zero-pointer’s flailing. Below him, most of the examinees seemed to be out of the danger zone, but there were a few stragglers that caught his eye. He hesitated in the air, debating a course of action before he yelled over his shoulder, “You said you could copy quirks right?”
The boy stared at him with wild eyes, “Eh?”
“Quirks! You said you could copy quirks! Can you copy multiple ones? Do you still have one you can use?”
The boy glanced at the zero-pointer, then down at the street below, “Um, yeah! I grabbed a multi-vine quirk from another examinee about two minutes ago. I should still be able to use it.”
Oh. Oh that was such a useful quirk. Izuku could work with that, “Can you control them at will? Use them to immobilize a target or pick stuff up?”
“Yeah, I was using them to tie up the robots.” He paused and looked uneasy as he called over the wind and grinding of gears, “Why?”
Izuku grinned, bright and wild and toothy in the way that always made Hitoshi look uneasy, “Strap your legs in with the harness!”
The boy began to protest the subject change, then thought better of it and fumbled through Izuku’s hasty instructions on how to strap himself to Izuku’s back so that he wouldn’t fall off during Izuku’s more risky maneuvers —it wasn’t as good as the saddle back home, but it was light and it worked so he wasn’t complaining—. Izuku nodded briskly to himself and shot forward, wings tilting to loop down and around toward the treads of the zero-pointer and the straggling examinees. The boy on his back shrieked, “W-wait! What are you doing? This is crazy!”
“It’ll be fine! Just grab those kids with your vines as we pass!”
“It’s that or take out the zero-pointer! Your choice!”
“First kids coming up in three-two-grab them!”
A rustle of vines growing, a flash of green in the corner of his eye as he swooped by upside-down and startled shrieks from the three stragglers that had been barely avoiding the treads of the zero-pointer, “Nice job!”
The vines released the examinees as soon as Izuku had whirled away from the treads and swooped low over the heads of the main crowd. Izuku righted himself and the boy on his back slapped his fists down on Izuku’s shoulder scales as he screamed, “What were you thinking? We could have crashed and died! Did your mutant quirk give you an animal brain too? Is that it? Are you from a family of beast-brained morons who like to commit suicide with other people strapped to their backs?”
Izuku decided not to be insulted. The boy was just high on adrenaline and scared, “Nope! I’m the only one in my family with a mutant quirk!” Technically he didn’t have a quirk at all, but no way was he ever telling a random stranger that, “Besides-” he interrupted the next round of insults he could sense coming, “We’re going to be heroes aren’t we? Heroes help people in need from danger they can’t escape!”
He hovered long enough to fix the boy on his back with a look, “Don’t you want to be a hero with that awesome quirk of yours? Then help me rescue the other examinees before that zero-pointer stops doing damage and starts causing fatalities!”
Gray eyes met green and Izuku almost thought he was going to say no. Then white-knuckled hands fisted in the back of Izuku’s shirt and green vines bloomed from the boy’s blond head, “O-okay. Let’s do this.”
