Chapter 10: One of Me

Uraraka

OH MY GOD!!!! Deku has been acting so depressed since Bakugo got hit. I feel so bad. A few days ago, I was thinking about what would I do if I were in Deku's position and Ash was in a coma. Then, I knew I would find a way for the supernatural to heal her. I wouldn't care about the price. So, since I do dearly love my best friend, I called Enzo and since then we have been trying to find a solution. We finally found one. Enzo said that we can turn her, making Katsuki a heretic, like Enzo, Enzo could tie Katsuki's consciousness to someone else's life, meaning Katsuki wouldn't wake up till the someone was dead, or Enzo could tie Katsuki's life to someone else's and she'll wake up whenever she feels like it. It'll be Deku's choice. I know the idea of being a heretic might be scary because that's part vampire but it seems really cool, actually. If Ashido would do it with me, I would totally turn into a heretic myself but there's no way Ash would get involved with the supernatural so I've done my best to jeep her away from it. Anyways, I've told Deku I have a solution and I'm sitting on top of my pink Chevrolet's hood, waiting for Deku to show up. Suddenly, I feel a rapid buzzing in my pocket and put my hand in my pocket until my fingers wrap around my colorful phone case. I pull my phone out and look at the screen to see who's calling. I read "small might" and swipe the green phone icon up, answering the call. "Wassup Deku?"

"Whatever you're magic solution is you need to do it. Fast! Kacchan just died. *sob*"

"I'm on my way Deku. Don't worry. We'll save Blasty."

"O-o-k-kay," a broken voice I know as Deku's replied. I hung up the phone and scrolled through my contacts until I got to the E's. I saw Enzo's name and I tapped it. His information popped up and I clicked the call button. It rang once, twice, then his husky voice answered,

"Hello Uraraka. Is something the matter?"

"As a matter of fact something is. I need you at the hospital ASAP! That girl, Katsuki, just died so we need you to heal her."

"Of course, Luv. I'm on my way. Be there in a jiffy." I let out a sigh of relief as my surrounding scenery started to change. The blue sky and green trees turning into white walls and chairs that lined the said walls. Finally we're here.

Deku

Dang, it! Oh my god!!!! I can't believe I let this happen! I throw my phone across the room after getting off the phone with Ochako in irritation and frustration. I should have been here with Kacchan when she died. I would have been here with Kacchan if it weren't for round face! "No Deku! Uraraka is going to fix this. You just have to trust your friend," I told myself. So that's what I did. I tried my best to trust Uraraka knew what she was doing and soon she was in front of Kacchan, standing at her bedside, where I lie with my head pressed to Kacchan's now tear-stained t-shirt. After a few days of being in the hospital, Kacchan's mom and I agreed we should share the responsibility of showering and changing Kacchan every day. So, every other day I took Kacchan's clothes off and carried her to the tub where I washed her and used special shampoo for her "precious" hair. I laugh a little thinking about how much she valued her ash blonde hair. She would wash it and brush it and do all kinds of stuff to it. I sigh thinking about how when we were kids, she would let me play with it but I was the only person she let touch her hair. Her mom used to put it in complex braids which she said she hated because it was restraining her hair so every day when she got to school she would take it down and it would fall down to her waist. She taught me how to do a french braid and soon let me redo her braids before Mitsuki came to pick her up from school. I know it looked terrible but neither Katsuki nor Mitsuki ever said a word about it. Katsuki Bakugo has always been the best person in this world. "And she always will be," I think as I look up to see Uraraka with a tall noirette who has big brown eyes, bushy eyebrows, a thin top lip and a full bottom one, thick eyebrows, stubble of hair across his chin, and thick hair that piles on top of his head. "He's American," I thought.

"Yes I am. Do you have a problem with that?" The black-haired male asks.

"Not at all. Just stating the facts in what I thought was my head," I reply. The male laughs and Uraraka grabs my hand and says, " Deku, honey, Enzo's here," she gestures to the male who is now leaning against the doorway, "is a heretic meaning he's a witch/ vampire. Vampires can read human minds. Therefore, Enzo hear can read every last thought you have."

"O-oh o-k-kay," I try to state like that isn't the craziest thing I've heard all day. If we're being honest, it kind of isn't. The craziest thing I've heard all day today is that Kacchan's dead. I stifle a sob while looking at my peaceful-looking girlfriend lying still on the hospital bed. I get up and walk over to Enzo, wiping my cheeks in case there are tears. I bring my hand back and it's dry. I sigh in relief. I didn't cry or at least not yet.

"So what are you going to do, Enzo?"

"The only thing left to do now." When I gave a small head tilt Enzo continued, "I'm going to make your girlfriend one of me."

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