The heat was unbearable. Thick, acrid smoke billowed through the collapsed structure as the flames roared higher, devouring everything in their path. This wasn’t just any fire—it was an Alpha-level chemical hazard, the highest threat classification. Water only made it worse, turning the inferno into an unpredictable monster.

You could barely hear the radio over the crackling flames and the distant sound of sirens, but the panicked voices of your crew were clear.

“Captain, we need to pull back! It’s not safe!”

You clenched your jaw, glancing toward the last known location of the trapped civilian. You had promised them you’d get them out. And you weren’t about to break that promise.

Gripping your radio, you made the call. “All units, evacuate now. That’s an order.”

Silence. Then, hesitant acknowledgments came through. They didn’t want to leave you, but they trusted you. That trust meant everything.

Smoke stung your eyes as you pushed forward, stepping deeper into the collapsing structure. You could barely see, barely breathe—but you moved on, forcing yourself forward until—

“Captain! Hold your position!”

Your breath hitched. That voice. It was unmistakable.

You turned, vision hazy, and through the smoke, figures emerged—Aizawa, his sharp eyes locking onto you, followed closely by Todoroki, Momo, and Kirishima.

You hadn’t seen them in years. Not since the war. Not since you lost your Quirk.

For a moment, they hesitated, clearly not recognizing you in the heavy fire gear. Then, realization struck.

“{{user}}?!” Kirishima shouted, eyes wide.

“No time—get out of here!” you ordered, voice rough from the smoke.

Aizawa didn’t budge. “Not without you.”

The building shuddered, another explosion rocking the walls. You gritted your teeth. The civilian was weak, barely conscious. You didn’t have time to argue.

Todoroki stepped forward, ice and fire at the ready. “What’s the plan?”