-Izuku's POV-
Fuzzy...
Sore...
Warm light filtered through my fluttering eyelids, a dimly lit room finally registering. But shivers ran up and down my spine like icy finger tips, leaving the tingle of fear in their wake.
"Ngh..."
"So, the prince is finally awake."
That voice...
My eyes opened almost immediately, nevermind the slight sting behind them, my throat growing drier by the second.
That's...
That's why everything's sore.
That's him.
What's he doing...
Tomura...
The camp...
Kacchan...
Kacchan!
My sore neck twisted side to side painfully, frantic in my search for my brother. The pain was rewarded.
Head lolling to the side, guard across his mouth, hands trapped in metal, strapped against a chair, was Kacchan.
I must look similar.
Panic began to filter through my system.
And so did the voices.
The voices I'd done so well to keep away, so much so that I know longer needed a soul catcher on me outside of heroism.
That's why it was still apart of my hero costume after all.
Voices clouded my focus. I couldn't hear anything but them, my vision going cloudy and shaky. Shaky? My breath, its speeding up.
My heartbeat began to join the voices and I vaguely heard strangled, muffled cries.
Were they mine?
I barely managed to register the black haired man crouched in front of me through the fog that covered my mind.
"H-help..."
No
No
No no
No no no no
Not this
Please not this
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to be helpless again
I don't want to be held down again
Stop it
Stop it
Stop it
STOP IT
"HELP!"
"IZUKU! LISTEN TO ME!"
That voice...
Save me
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The Lost Gods - middle name AU
FanfictionThis story is set in a world where power depends on a name. A name you're not given by your parents, a name that defines your power. A name that has built a new society. A middle name. Your middle name appears on the underside of your left wrist on...
