𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

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Week Three

  "Let go! Let me go!" Shigaraki yelled as Dabi had his arms wrapped around him from behind.

  A week earlier, Shigaraki had run into the scarred Todoroki at the bar, or what remained of it, where Dabi made his first attempt at kidnapping him. He failed, but he followed the blue-haired man to where he was staying after the altercation.

  Dabi had learned about Shigaraki's whereabouts and reported back to All for One, and a week later here he was, ambushing the former leader of the League in the middle of the night.

  "Spinner!" Dabi called, seemingly to no-one. Shigaraki was still struggling in the man's arms as Spinner, a villian with a lizard mutation, dropped down from the roof of the metal unit. "Cuff him." Dabi ordered.

  "What!? Ugh, get off of me!" Shigaraki was twisting and turning and trying to get a firm grip on the Todoroki to hurt him, but he couldn't. The lizard came up and trapped both of Shigaraki's wrists in one of his hands, and used his free hand to began slipping a pair of gloves over Shigaraki's fingers.

  Tomura tried to grab Spinner's wrist but because of the weird angle the lizard had Shigaraki's hands, he couldn't. "Get the hell off of me!" The blue-haired man continued to yell, though his thrashing about didn't seem to do anything to Dabi.

  "Hurry up!" Dabi hissed. "I'm trying but, he's kicking me!" Spinner replied, trying to get a pair of metal handcuffs on Shigaraki. Once the reptilian felt the click of the metal, he knew he had Shigaraki confined to where he couldn't decay anything.

  Shigaraki's hands were covered and his wrists were bound in handcuffs. His biggest advantage had been taken away from him.

  "Please just-" Tomura started, but Dabi had thrown him on the cement flooring of the storage unit, knocking his old leader unconscious.

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  A pit had began to form in your stomach, it felt like when you failed a test in school, and you knew your teacher was about to call your parents, except this feeling was a lot more nauseating. The feeling was letting you know something wasn't right, or someone was in trouble, but you tried to convince yourself you were worrying for no reason.

  It was late, your lack of sleep was probably messing up your thinking, or making you paranoid. Nightmares were keeping you up just like they did back when you first joined the League nearly 4 months ago.

  The bad dreams started happening the day you ran into Shigaraki on your way home. Seeing his face so scared and panicked was jarring. You had hoped he was bunkered down safe somewhere, but on that day he seemed to be running from someone, and too focused on getting away to answer your questions, or to even be happy about seeing you. The event was heartbreaking, even if it barely lasted a minute.

  The gifts you bought on that day were gifted to Sachi and Shuko a few days earlier, as it was Christmas, but Shigaraki's presents were still wrapped in your room, yet to be given to him. Everytime you walked in your room and saw the gifts unopened, it made you sad because Shigaraki was out there in the world somewhere on Christmas instead of being here with you at your apartment, but the holiday was over, you had try and move on.

  That ominous feeling you had wasn't going away, instead it somehow got stronger and shifted your thoughts from unopened gifts to Shigaraki. "Shigaraki's fine, he has a strong quirk, he can handle himself. You're worrying for nothing, Y/N." You said to yourself out loud.

  You decided to try and turn in for the night. You bought medicine to help with sleep the day before, so hopefully if you fell deep enough into sleep, you could avoid having nightmares. Whether that logic was flawed or not completely depended on sleeping, so you took some pills and made yourself comfortable on the couch.
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  Shigaraki awoke a few hours later to blinding bright lights. He blinked a few times and sat up from the hard floor he was laying on. The night's events came flooding back as he saw the gloves on his hands. Where was he? He remembered Dabi and Spinner restraining him, and Dabi letting go of him, but he didn't remember himself being moved anywhere.

  "Goodmorning Tomura, you're up bright and early." Shigaraki instantly recognized the voice to be All for One's. The blue-haired man stood up and and was faced with prison-like bars. He was captured.

  "Nothing like the room you had when you were little, huh?" All for One was standing, Tomura noticed. Just a couple of weeks ago he was still paralyzed, what happened in that short amount of time? "This is what traitors get. You grew up around this, you knew the outcome, so why'd you decide to try and leave, Tomura?"

  Shigaraki didn't answer, instead he just stared at the man he once viewed as a father. "You're so cold towards me, what changed? I raised you. You're practically my son."

  "I don't want to be called Tomura anymore. You know my real name, just use it." Shigaraki replied, avoiding the question.

  "Tomura Shigaraki is the name I gifted you." All for One replied calmly.

  "That's why I don't like it."

  "You're full of fight for someone behind bars."

  Tomura turned his back to the deformed man. "I'll kill that attitude of yours." With that final, menacing statement All for One took his leave.

  "Stupid old man." Shigaraki said to himself. The handcuffs had been taken off, but he still had a pair of leather gloves on. He pulled the covers off and wrapped both hands around the bars that stood in his way.

  Nothing happened. "What the hell?" Shigaraki muttered to himself. He squeezed his fingers around the metal tighter. His knuckles became as white as paper, but the bars weren't decaying.

  Tomura picked up the gloves and gripped them. They remained intact. There wasn't anything around him in his cell, so he ran to a wall and placed both hands firmly against the concrete. Still, nothing was decaying.

  There was no way that they could have made everything about his prison immune against his quirk. The blue-haired man pulled on the front of his shirt, and the cloth remained on his body.

  They didn't change his clothes because he noticed that the shirt still had the same stains on it from the day before.

  All for One had taken his quirk.

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hello everyone! i hope you enjoyed this chapter, i've been planning on this to  happen in the story before i even began to write it.

i would just like to say that i do plan on writing a bakugou x reader, when the first chapter of that will be uploaded.. i don't know yet, but if you're a bakugou simp like myself, and enjoy my writing, id really appreciate it if you would check it out once it's published.

don't worry! if i do decide to publish the bakugou fic while this story is still ongoing (which i haven't decided yet) i won't abandon this story, it's come such a long way and i would never just leave you guys hanging!

with that said, thank you so much for reading. i really look forward to all your comments when i upload a new chapter, it really makes my day :)

 

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