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bigscaryyanderewriter · 5 years ago

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Frosty Fear and the Fury of Flames (Dragonshifter! Shouto x Reader) Part 3

Part 2 ^

Hahaha, a part 3 for you??? It’s more likely than you’d think. This is actually kinda fun to write in parts, although it takes me a while. I have a few requests waiting to be answered still and that kinda bums me out still. Gonna be getting a lot more of Todoroki though. Haha… I like fire boys. Also, if you can’t tell. I really want to play dnd.

Tw: Yandere, Nightmares, Slight Gore

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“Bakugou, are you sure about this? I mean-”

“Did I ask for your opinion, Shitty hair? Come on, get that damn wimp ready to go. We’re going to need to get out of here if we are going to get them away from that damn dragon.” The grimace on his face as deeper set than usual as you were forced to pack up with the others yet again.

They were going to abandon their mission, since there were other things they could do. That was what Bakugou told you at least, you had a feeling that none of the jobs in this tavern were worth half as much to the group as the one involving Shouto was. Still, you were grateful that they wanted you to stay and that you could be useful to them.

You couldn’t stop the sinking feeling though as you knew that getting farther away would be good, but also… They had to do something like give up the goal they had been working towards to assist you.

The morning was still dark, no sun peaked on the horizon as the birds only just began singing their morning songs. The bags were packed and soon you were all ready to go by the time the sky began to lighten. You would be heading east and down the mountains a good ways until you got to the plains, travelling for about two weeks before stopping in another city called White Fields. Something was said about dangerous rock formations that would cause small landslides and magic folk you couldn't talk to. Not much rest would be allowed, wanting to get as far as possible from the mountains and desert. If luck was on their side, they would be out of reach by that point, since Shouto was still unable to travel that far from what you have learned. Something about territory disputes and bad blood.

That was the plan and you were praying to whatever would listen that it would work.

"Are you ready, (Y/N)? We had better get going." Mina spoke from the doorway of the little room of the inn. Her face showed a bit of concerned and you realized you had been scratching a bit at your arm. You hurriedly covered the scratches and grabbed the sack with your more material belongings, the golden jewelry, things you had taken from the cave. Following her out to the boys, you all got moving as you walked out of town.

The place where the sun rose was your destination. Going throughout the day. The further day the mountains, the darker the forests and the colder it was. It was a bit misty out with the morning still being new. The winter would hit quickly this year and you could tell. At least it would here. The cold air from last night seemed to be cradled here. Your arm hairs prickled as you all walked.

It was as you pulled your arms closer to yourself that you heard Denki speaking, "Hey, you look… like you might want this." He pulled off the warm yellow cloak he had worn throughout the time you had seen him and offered to hand it to you.

"Oh- It's nothing. I'll be fine… The sun will warm me up soon enough. You know I'm not a princess though, so you probably shouldn't call me that." You said with a tiny fake smile. "I appreciate the offer though."

"Aw, maybe I shouldn't call you princess then. No princess holds a candle to you anyways! You have to be the product of some goddess of beauty." He laughed as you couldn't stop the heat rushing to your face, "Don't be so shy. I'm just teasing you. Though you do make a cute face when you're embarrassed. Still, you should take it. I'll be fine without it for a minute."

"Kaminari, I swear to all the gods that I will shove so many rocks into your mouth, if you don't stop flirting. You'll be shitting so many rocks that you could put it on a resume." Bakugo was throwing nonsense threats and this just resulted in some laughter as you had never heard a threat more ridiculous. It was like it was written by someone who didn't actually know how to properly threaten people or something.

Ah yes. That is me. The narrator, who cannot narrate without getting sidetracked. Now, watching you and the group laugh… The tension of impending doom is nowhere to be found as you all walk the beginnings of the mountains' autumnal scenery. The yellow cloak draped on your shoulders as you continued and Denki at your side, chatting idly with you. His presence and the conversation taking the pressure of the situation away. It seemed he was an expert, being a bard. Something told you to be careful though. The stereotype with musicians and their unfaithfulness…

There was more time to mull over the prospect later, but you also just found him so jolly. It was a real treat. Going through the day, nothing happened. It was painfully boring event-wise, tiring, but you made progress. You had begun to feel uneasy, despite Kaminari distracting. Something was lurking in the forests, in the trees. Everything seemed about as turned around for you as a spinning carnival mirror maze.

Sero, Kiri, and Mina seemed to have had no problem as you were led by them. The group was much closer together now and the laughter began to cease. Night would come and the wish to leave these mountains was becoming louder within your head. It was eerie.

No one spoke much while the dark branches of nearly black barked pines hung above with their ruddy red leaves. The silver of the wood beneath was visibly upon some broken branches and on the stumps that you would sometimes pass on the thinning path. They looked unpleasantly rough to touch. Small barbs lining the branches and serving as more than a small warning to be careful around them.

Soon the light would go, so Kiri found a spot around where some trees had fallen and sat up a fire for the night, while you picked up anything on the ground to make it less rocky. It was also handy for you to get more sticks for the fire. These trees burned infamously easy. A single mistake with a fire and it could go up in minutes, but it would burn for a long time. It was not usual for anyone to cut any down due to the inhabitants though and the consequences. You didn't know what they were and you weren't about to try to find out by harming the forest.

Dinner was easy, still being able to have some good leftovers from the inn. You had to eat them all today, but it was still going to be fuel until the next time you went to eat fresh food, cooked by someone else at least.

Denki couldn't help lightening the mood as he pulled out his stringed instrument and started playing a lovely song… It was familiar, somehow. You struggled to think of what it was called, but you knew the words. It was peaceful and it definitely seemed to help Mina perk up again as she began talking with Sero. Bakugo seemed less irritable as he ate, the music must calm the beast. You couldn't help the smile that came on your face at that thought.

Singing along probably wouldn't keep him calm, but you oh so wanted to… It would be a little embarrassing, but others might join in.

So you did. It was time to have some fun.

You hummed along and started singing,

"How much is love worth?

Yet, we're giving it for free.

Didn't cost a penny, but

I've gained everything.

I'd do anything to make her smile

My darling

Darling~

If only she would look out

Of that dreamy little world

She would then see

That while I am no prince

And will make her crazier than me

I would never quit to admit I'm wrong

I'd always get on her nerves,

She would hate the way I eat

And only then it's worse.

I'd complain about her mother

Even though she's quite alright

I won't stop til I see her blush

Red in the dead of night.

An immoral proposition

If not only for a tease

But I have some qualities

that put her mind at ease.

I love her more than the sea does a shore

As the sun does the horizon,

Unafraid to come back home

And get her blood arising

Kiss her face and hold her hand

I'll never let her go.

I'm lucky that she loves it

Where I'd be without it, who would know

That she likes to feel the spite

That even though I mess around

I'm in her bed tonight

Of my darling,

My darling

Darling

Not doing as the birds and bees

But holding on her hand,

Kissing at her face

And saying things for show

Her pretty crimson blush

Cause when I see it, then I know

That the hand life dealt

Was a royal flush."

Denki sang with you as the others watch, some la's and humming as you got up with a spin. The swirl of your dress and body as you sang out each part with more confidence. Mina laughed when you would dance and Kirishima was keeping the beat.

After a while, the singing stopped and soon the group started to settle in.

Bakugo took first watch with Kirishima, Sero and Denki. Then Mina and you. Only because of practicality. It was to be in three hour shifts. It was when you laid down on your bed roll and cover yourself with a blanket you had been given. The night would be cold, but the fire was big enough to warm you as you sleep. As soon as you eyes closed, you were out. A day of travelling made you more than ready to sleep. It was a wonderful thing to sleep with good dreams, but you seemed to lack any dreams lately.

Not tonight.

You woke up in an ashen forest. Smoke choked life as blue flames rose in the distance. It snowed. You could hardly distinguish the ash from the snow until it would either burn you or melt on your skin. Getting up was impossible, the burning branch crushed your legs.

The acrid smell of burnt hair and smoke. It stung your eyes as you tried to tears away while coughing. You just couldn't stop coughing. "Please! Please! Denki?! Mina!"

You were crying and struggling. The wood was too heavy and you could see the blood on the snow. You were bleeding heavily. It hurt. It hurt.

"Somebody help me! Please! I don't want to die." You couldn't stop the tears as you thrashed about. Soon you stopped though. A growl sounding above you. Blue eyes and blackened scales, injuries beyond counting.

El diablo azul. The shivering continued as you looked up, nothing short of full blown trembling as he snorted hot air over you and knocked the branch away. Draconic was spoken to you as you scrambled back from him. It was deep and grumbling, not hissing or growling like the words spoken by Endeavor or Shouto.

"I don't under- understand. Thank you though…" You couldn't look away from those blue eyes as they seemed to glint with amusement before the great black wings beat against the air. Smoke and snow getting caught up as he was off again and soaring over the burning forest. Lying in the snow though, you wouldn't be able to get up. Maybe he wanted to give you a chance to survive. So you pulled yourself up and began to walk through the blizzard, blood oozing from your thigh and ash caked on your skin. You weren't going to make that help mean nothing.

Though, you were confident. You looked up to see something far worse than the fire ahead. Red and white scales. Shouto was coming for you.

Blinking your eyes open as you were shaken awake. Sweat coated your body while you panted, "Stop- Stop! Please."

It was as you jolted up, you saw Denki looking with fear at you. His hands had been shaking you awake and scrambled away. Out of breath as you looked around frantically. "Shshshh, You need to be quiet. You're attracting too much attention. You were screaming in your sleep. What in the world were you dreaming about…?"

"Nothing, it was nothing, Denki… Just a bad dream. I um, I'll take the rest of your shift if you want to go back to sleep. I don't think I can…" You murmurred.

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emo-floof-child-writes · 5 years ago

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The Sword of the Solstice

Chapter 2: An Adventure Unfolds!

We return to the party’s adventures when the party walk into a tavern, the Lost Horse, in the village of Camio. They all walk in, except Eijiro, that is. Izuku realizes he isn’t following, and turns back to him. “Are you okay, Eijiro?” He asks, and Eijiro sighs. “I do not know how many of the people in there have family, friends, or property that I’ve destroyed...” He looks away, but Izuku sighs. “None of that was your fault. Just uh, take comfort in the fact that he’s not going to hurt anyone again.”

He smiles, and nods. “Come in, and be merry.” Izuku says, pulling the door open. “Woo!” Katsuki says, with a laugh. He wanders up to the bar, to get himself some ale. Shoto is sitting in a booth, Izuku motions Eijiro towards the table Shoto is sitting. Eijiro nods, and follows Izuku. Eijiro sits down, while Izuku goes up to the bar to collect the rewards for “defeating the dragon.” He smiles at the barkeeper, who sighs, inching towards the counter so she can give Katsuki his drink.

“So, as you three seem to be back in one piece, I assume you stopped the dragon?” Tsuyu Asui, the Tortle Barkeep, asks. Katsuki scoffs. “Have we ever failed you, Tsuyu?” Tsuyu scratches her beak, with a nod. “Well, no, I suppose.” She grabs her book of adventuring. As many adventurers come through her Tavern, she has a book recording uncompleted/completed quests, so she can account for any and all rewards.

She clears her throat, as she opens the book. “Ah.” She says. “1300 gold pieces, please wait for me to get the funds.” She slowly leaves the counter, heading into the back room. Izuku sits down next to Katsuki. “Sorry you don't get your dragon duel.” Izuku says, and Katsuki shrugs. “Can't be helped. Besides, we got a half-dragon to journey with us.” Izuku smiles, as Tsuyu walks back, dragging a sack behind her. Katsuki laughs. “I'll take that off you, idiot.” Tsuyu sighs.

“Thank you, Sir Bakugo. Sadly this slow Tortle cannot carry such sacks.” Katsuki reaches his arm over the bar top, easily picking the sack up. Shoto and Eijiro walk over. Tsuyu looks at Eijiro, and smiles. “I'm afraid I have not made your acquaintance?” Eijiro bites his lip. “I'm from out of town. Eijiro Kirishima.” He then walks behind Shoto. Tsuyu laughs. “I say! Found a shy one, have you? I am pleased to meet you, and perhaps do business with you.”

From behind Shoto, Eijiro nods. “You too, ma'am...” He says, looking at the floor. Tsuyu sighs. “You know, looking through the book, I realize there was a party that was supposed to search for an artifact, but they were supposed to be back a fortnight ago.” Shoto frowns, and moves closer. “They didn't return?" Shoto asks. Tsuyu shakes her head. “No. I'm concerned about that. I fear that they came into trouble.” Tsuyu taps her shell, looking around.

“I wouldn't normally ask anyone to do this, but,” she swallows. “Could you perhaps check on them?” Izuku sighs, turning to his party. “Well? What do you think?” He asks them, and Shoto kneels in front of the Tortle. “As a Paladin of Light, I cannot see a more honorable cause.” Katsuki growls. “Light Bringer! Just say yes or no!” Shoto stands, and sighs. “I wish to help them, should they need it.” Izuku nods. “Let's take a vote. Shoto is for it, as am I. Katsuki?”

Katsuki rolls his eyes. “Why not? As long as I get to hit stuff, I'm good.” Izuku nods. “What about you, Eijiro?” Shoto asks, turning to face Eijiro. Eijiro frowns. “Wait, I get a say?” Katsuki hits his shoulder. “Yeah, Scales. You wanna come?” Eijiro nods, and Izuku smiles. “Well, that settles it. Guess we're doing back-to-back quests.” Shoto nods. “Where were they going?” Tsuyu clears her throat. “They were retrieving the Solstice Sword. In the wreckage of the Elven City of Neumel.”

Shoto nods. “My former Kingdom...” Izuku gasps. “Oh, dear.” Tsuyu says. “I did not know those were connected. I will not force this on you.” Shoto sighs. “I am nothing if not a man of my word, I will go to Neumel.” Katsuki rolls his eyes. “Can you not talk in paragraphs?” Izuku clears his throat. “Katsuki, be nice. You sure, Shoto?” Shoto nods, and Izuku runs his hands through his green hair. “How far is it to Neumel?”

“About two days ride, by horse." Shoto says, folding his hands. Katsuki frowns. “Really? We are that close to your home city?” Katsuki says, and Shoto nods. “Well, you better leave soon, I don't know what may have befallen them.” Tsuyu says, and walks back to the bar, on the request of a customer. The party stand outside, and Shoto channels Lathander's power, casting Call Steed. A white horse appears, and nuzzles Shoto's shoulder.

“I can take one on my horse, I cannot summon two horses.” Eijiro raises his hand. “I can transform into my dragon form, one of you can hitch a ride with me.” Katsuki smiles. “I knew I liked you, Scales!” Izuku shakes his head, chuckling. “You're just glad that your bulky figure does not need to walk.” Katsuki shrugs. “Do not judge my figure.” He turns to Eijiro, and punches his shoulder. “Can you support my weight?” Eijiro scoffs. “I could carry three of you on my back.”

Katsuki smirks. “I think you and I will get along great.” Eijiro smiles. “Well, I suppose that is good.” He changes into his dragon form, and kneels down next to Katsuki. Eijiro sighs. “Be gentle, I'm big and strong, but not indestructible.” Eijiro’s voice booms, birds fly off, out of panic. Katsuki pulls himself onto his back. “How demeaning is it that I'm riding on your back?” Katsuki asks. Eijiro laughs. “Trust me, I prefer this to being controlled by an Evil Mage.” Izuku and Shoto climb onto Shoto's steed, and they head off toward the Elven City Neumel, by the Path of Cleo.

They stop for the night, Izuku setting up a fire. They prepare for the night, Shoto takes first watch, which is uneventful. Izuku takes second watch, but again, everything is calm. Izuku goes to wake Katsuki up, with some silent protesting, Katsuki takes the third watch. He hears something rustle in the bushes by their camp. He frowns, and pulls out his club. It may just be an animal, but with this party, it never is “just an animal.”

Katsuki walks over to it, and pokes the bush with his club. He hears a quiet yelp. He smirks. Thought so. He reaches into the bush, to feel something made of leather. The bush rustled again, and a smaller, cloaked figure pushes out of the bush. Katsuki chuckles, and reaches for the figure. The cloaked figure struggles, as Katsuki pulls the figure back. “Look,” he whispers, crouching next to the figure. “I just want to know why you were in that bush?”

The figure pulls the cloak down, to reveal a brown haired young Elven woman, about Katsuki's age. She has a dark pink dress that is a little faded, and signs of blood and dirt are visible. She reaches into the bush, pulling out a staff, with a red jewel in the top. She points it at Katsuki, eyes narrowed. Katsuki smirks, hefting his warhammer in response. “Give me a good reason that I shouldn't blast you right now.” The girl whispers.

Katsuki looks over at Eijiro, and back to the girl. “They say not to wake a sleeping dragon...” Katsuki says, grabbing her staff. She scoffs. “Right, is that ‘dragon’ supposed to be you?” she asks, pulling her staff out of his grasp. Katsuki smirks. “Well, while it is true that I have a temper, I was referring to an actual dragon.” He frowns. “Well, half-dragon.” Katsuki points at Eijiro. She looks at Eijiro, and pulls her staff away from Katsuki.

Katsuki puts his warhammer away, and folds his arms. “What were you doing in that bush, miss..?” She rolls her eyes. “Miss, huh? I didn't know you punch first type were polite.” Katsuki shrugs. “I could call you ‘Round Face�� if you preferred.” She sighs. “But in all seriousness, what were you doing hiding there?” The girl bites her lip. “My party and I were attacked, by a Mage of the Cult of Dendar. I was the only survivor.”

Katsuki frowns. “What were you doing messing with cults?” She squeezes her staff. “Two things, one; my crew and I were trying to find a magic sword. Two; I am a Warlock. If you don't know, they get possessed by Dendar the Night Serpent, herself. It's why I survived.” Katsuki nods. “What was the name of that sword you were seeking?” She scoffs. “Gonna try and take the prize yourself?” She asks.

Katsuki shakes his head. “Not at all, me and my sleeping companions were to determine what happened to a party in search of a sword.” The girl frowns. “The Solstice Sword, yeah? That's what you're referring to?" she asks, and Katsuki nods. “From who?” She asks. Katsuki sighs. “Tsuyu, from the Lost Horse Inn and Tavern?” She smiles. “Okay, you aren't lying.” Katsuki holds his hand out to her.

“Katsuki Bakugo. What's your name?” She moves her staff to her left arm, and takes his hand. “Ochaco Uraraka.” He scoffs. “Uraraka, huh? I think I like ‘Round Face’ better.” She grunts, hitting him with the bottom of her staff. “Well, I'd love and chat with you, but I need to get away from an Evil Mage.” Katsuki looks around them, and scratches his chin. “I don't see a mage, minus you, at least.” She groans.

“That's because, nitwit, I was running away from him. He hasn't gotten here yet, but he'll be here soon.” Katsuki growls. “Don't call me a nitwit!” She smirks. “Ooh, did I hit a sore spot? I did, didn't I?” Katsuki scoffs. “You should start running, or whatever.” She frowns. “Y'know, we're looking for the same thing, I suppose that it would make sense to work together.” Katsuki runs his hands through his hair. “Just a second ago you wanted to run!”

She shrugs.”If you really have a Draconic on your side, I imagine I'm safer here.” Katsuki shrugs. “Yeah, he's new.” She nods. “Have you been traveling together long?” Katsuki sighs. “If we're going to get personal, I'm gonna wake my crew up.” He starts to walks over to his sleeping companions. He wakes Shoto and Izuku first, and nods towards Ochaco. Izuku gasps, reaching for his sword. Katsuki shakes his head.

“As far as I can tell, she's a friendly.” Katsuki whispers. They nod. “Be on guard, though.” Katsuki adds, as he kneels down next to Eijiro. Much to the young barbarian's surprise, Eijiro awakes without blasting fire in his face. Katsuki motions to Ochaco, and she walks over, supporting herself on her staff. “Um, hello.” She says, fixing her cloak. Izuku holds his hand out. “Uh, I'm Izuku Midoriya.” She smiles. Izuku turns to Shoto.

“That's Shoto Todoroki, he either says too much or too little.” Izuku says, smiling. Shoto clears his throat. He has one hand on his greatsword, and he waves with the other. Eijiro walks over. “Eijiro Kirishima, uh, hello.” She smiles. “Sounds like you got those backwards.” He shrugs. “I've been trapped in damp cave for a long time, social skills are not my forte.” She chuckles. “Well, I'm Ochaco Uraraka, Mage of Levitation, and unwilling Warlock of Dendar the Night Serpent.” Katsuki sighs.

“You'd get along great with Light Bringer, over here with those unnecessary titles." Katsuki says, and she frowns. “Dendar doesn't seem to agree. You uh, wouldn't happen to be a Paladin of Lathander, would you?" she asks, taking a few steps back. Shoto also takes a few steps back. “I am, and I knew what you were right away. I sensed Her presence, thanks to my Detect Good and Evil spell.” Her arm goes up. “Um, I'm s-sorry. I can't stop her, she's gonna blast you.”

Shoto takes a deep breath and walks closer to her, grabbing her shoulder. He casts Command on Dendar's presence. “Surrender." Much to Shoto's surprise, he senses that the spell takes hold, and Ochaco's arm drops to her side. She lets out a sigh. “Did, did you just stop a deity?” Katsuki says, in shock. Shoto's hand shakes. “Y-yeah. I just told a goddess to surrender...” He kneels, taking a shaky breath. “I didn't think that would work...”

Ochaco kneels beside him. “Thank you. I didn't want to use Eldritch Blast on you.” He nods. “I didn't want you to either.” She smiles. “Maybe we could get along. Perhaps you were right, Half-wit.” Katsuki grunts. “I'm not a half-wit! Not all barbarians are mindless berserkers!” She smirks, and shrugs. “Could’ve fooled me.” She says, and he growls. Izuku notices that Katsuki was about to explode, and steps between them.

“Let's not fight.” He turns to Katsuki. “I assume you know what she's doing here?" Izuku asks Katsuki. “She says she's the sole survivor of the crew we were looking for. Says she was after that sword, when a Cultist of Dendar, a Mage, attacked her party.” Katsuki shrugs. “It sounded legit.” Katsuki adds, and Shoto sighs. “If it's all the same, I'm casting Zone Of Truth.” He casts it, with his party aware of the effect, they willing went under its influence.

Shoto feels her being compelled to the spell. “Is what you told Katsuki true?” He asks, and she nods. Does she know the loophole? Izuku wonders, with a sigh. “Say what exactly what happened.” She frowns, but nods. “Um, me and my crew, we were going to the ruins of Neumel, in search of the Solstice Sword. A Mage of the Dendar Cult attacked us, I only survived because of the Dark Entity within me.” Eijiro pats her shoulder. “I'm sorry, it must be hard to lose your crew.”

She smiles. “Yeah, I wasn’t aquaintanted with them, but survivor's guilt is there at the very least.” Shoto nods. “Do you, by any chance know the precise location of the sword?” She frowns. “The Mage took our map, he's trying to take it for some malevolent purpose.” Izuku groans. “Why is there never someone who wants it for a benevolent purpose?” Shoto asks. Eijiro shrugs. “Guess those with power seek ways to gain more.” Eijiro says.

Katsuki sighs. “Now is not the time to do that, Scales. We should get going, what do you think, Deku?” Katsuki asks. “Deku” means “Useless Idiot”, he uses it to refer to Izuku as an endearment. Izuku sighs. “Yeah, let's go.” He turns to Ochaco. “Do you, by any chance remember where the map said it would be?” Ochaco shakes her head. “My party didn't trust me to see it...” She runs her arm. “Because of Dendar...” Eijiro nods, understanding her pain.

Shoto frowns. “So you never saw the map?” She shrugs. “Not that well, it was well guarded.” Katsuki groans. “Looks like we're gonna do this the old fashioned way.” Izuku says, with a shrug. “If it helps, supposedly the sword gives off a humming sound when you get close to it?” Ochaco says, shrugging. Izuku groans. “Well, we should at least get to Neumel before we worry about this.” Shoto says, as he casts Find Steed.

His horse appears, and he and Izuku climb onto it. Kirishima turns into his dragon form, and Ochaco gasps. Katsuki laughs. “I did say that he was a Draconic.” Katsuki says, as Eijiro kneels. “I don’t bite.” Eijiro says, and Katsuki scoffs. “You may not bite, but you spit fire...” Katsuki says. “I wouldn’t say such things to a dragon, Kacchan.” Izuku says, using his nickname for Katsuki, based on the local human language from where he was born.

Katsuki frowns. “Good point, Deku.” He climbs onto Eijiro’s back, and Ochaco follows, eyeing Eijiro as she climbs on. They reach the Neumel ruins, and set up camp. They set up in what looks like a house, but it was burnt to the ground, with debris surrounding it. Before they could even set up, they had to clear a spot for the five of them to sit. “What exactly were you supposed to do with this sword?” Shoto asks Ochaco.

She sighs. "Well, we were to bring it back to Tsuyu. She said something about it seals the darkness or something? Gave us a brief summary of a legend about a Mage of Light and a Mage of Dark. They've supposedly have been locked in combat since the dawn of time, in different forms.” Katsuki scoffs. “Wow, that's just a fancy way of saying a fight against Good and Evil.” He says, and Ochaco frowns. “I don't think so, from the way she said it, she made it sound as though the mages are reincarnated. Always after the sword of legend.”

Shoto nods. “As a Paladin of Light, I have heard of this legend.” Shoto says. “It is said that it can only be carried by the next incarnation, though. How did your party expect to take it with you?” Ochaco shrugs. “They didn't tell me.” Izuku pats her shoulder. “It's okay.” He says. Eijiro frowns. “Can we even get it?” He asks, and Ochaco sighs. “I don't know, do any of you have a heavenly connection?” She asks. Everyone looks at Shoto.

It takes Shoto a few seconds to register that they think he'd be worthy. “Oh, not me.” He says, looking at his companions. “It cannot be me! It states that it's the lowly man that's worthy. I was raised as a Prince, I don't doubt I'm the least lowly person here!” Katsuki groans. “Well, I guess we're doomed, aren't we?” Shoto scratches his chin. “Not necessarily. We could stop those Cultists from obtaining the sword, so that the Sword doesn't fall into the wrong hands.” They nod. “It's all we can do for sure, unfortunately.” Izuku says, grabbing hold of his shortsword.

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