Chapter 1

Training camp was never supposed to be like bad was suppose to happen but something did they could do nothing but see what fate awaited them.

Midoriya was hurt fairly bad form his fight from earlier with he was determined to save Kacchan at any cost, even if it meant sacrificing himself for though they had bad history Midoriya or rather Deku couldn't just stand around doing nothing.

"I won't let you take Kacchan,he belongs here not with you!", yelled Deku empathically, "Come back here!".

Deku grabbed the villain who was slipping through, the villain who had Bakugou and Tokoyami and yanked him out of the wrapped in pain, Deku fought with the villain while looking for the opportunity to to snatch Kacchan and Tokoyami from the villain's grasp.

"Give up boy,you are no match a good kid and let me go with your friends,isn't easier than fighting me with your injured body?", said the villain with a smile.

But Deku never gave up,he fought until he accomplished his goal,until he rescued his , Deku was able to get the upper for a though it was short, Deku took his chance and snatched away the two orbs that contained his the same time, the villain who had captured Bakugou and Tokoyami not had Midoriya in his may have been rescued but one still was captured

"What? No, let go of me.", Deku yelled this but as he so desperately tried to his body was already in bad condition as is, now the villain used that against Deku, now Deku was at the mercy of the villain who took Deku through the wrap gate.

Around this time, Bakugou started to see what was happening as his eyes were adjusting to his glanced where the wrap gate started to disappear, he saw Deku being held by the neck by the villain as they went further into the wrap gate, shocked at the situation.

As Bakugou tried to get up and help, he heard Deku say "Kacchan it's alright, as long as you're fine. I'm so glad you're ok."

The wrap gate was getting smaller and smaller. But no one could do anything, everyone could just watch as Deku was taken away, it was too late to do anything. All that was left was the guilt of the loss of a classmate.