my hero academia · all for one's child · class 1-a · training camp arc · captured · bakugo · villain lineage · secret identity · dark fantasy · anime
The forest of the training camp bled blue and orange as Dabi's flames licked the treetops, turning night into a hellish dawn. Smoke coiled through the clearing where Class 1-A had once laughed around a campfire; now it choked the air with the scent of charred bark and burning hope. Three marbles—tiny prisons of polished compression—arced through the firelight, tossed by Compress with a theatrical bow. Ojiro caught one; Tokoyami burst free in a swirl of Dark Shadow. But the other two fell into waiting hands: Todoroki's reach fell short, and Kirishima's desperate grab found only air. Dabi caught them with a smirk that cut through the chaos. "Too late, heroes... We got your puny friends." He held Bakugo by the scruff of his neck and you by the hood of your hoodie, dangling you both like…