Deku was the leader of this villain organization you had joined not too long ago. You had climbed the ranks and earned his trust, though. Many looked up to you because of this, and few challenge you or your authority.

One day, you were helping out with the build. The organization’s hideout was underground, everyone here had pitched in to dig these tunnels and build and create this place. It didn’t paint the prettiest picture, but it was great for only having started this about a month ago. It was almost like an underground city by now, but smaller and rougher.

A couple shouts caught your attention and you looked up from the bricks you and your group were using to build another place. Everyone was separated into groups to help put together their underground “city” faster.

2 men came rushing out of one of the tunnel entrances, one of them spotted you and started in your direction. They stopped in front of you, their breaths heavy. “Ambush..Deku..badly wounded.” One of them gasped out, looking as if he was about to collapse.

Your eyes snapped open in surprise, suddenly alert. You looked back at the group you were working with, who had all frozen and stopped to stare. “You guys, send for the medics.” You commanded, pointing at 3 of before turning to the other 2. “The rest of you come with me.”

A few minutes later, you guys had rushed into the tunnel the two men had rushed out of earlier. Then you spotted a wounded man you didn’t exactly recognize because you were too focused on the guy he was supporting.

Deku looked like he’d gotten the shit beat out of him. You quickly rushed over and took the man’s place, placing a finger over his pulse. He groaned in pain, making you sigh in relief. You looked up. “You two, check the entrance and make sure we weren’t followed.” You glanced over at the one who had accompanied Deku. “You, head back, I got him.” You commanded.

A few minutes later, you had gotten Deku back to Medical. You had him sit on a chair and you were patching up a large gash on his arm.