Manifest

Chapter 9

Izuku's POV

I woke up in a dark room. I couldn't see anything past my own body. I tried to get up but I couldn't. I looked down to see that I was bound to a metal chair. 'Okay Izuku, stay calm. Survey your surroundings' I thought. My eyes began to adjust to the dim lighting and I could finally see. Looking around, all I could see were brick walls. No furniture, no windows.. There was nothing. I was in an empty room with no escape except for what would probably lead me straight to my kidnappers. I finally started to freak out. Where am I? Why am I here? What are they gonna do to me?

My thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. Three men entered through it. I recognized two of them as the ones who kidnapped me. The other one was a mystery to me. He was a heavy set man with a round demeanor. His legs looked too small to support him however they miraculously could. His arms were a bit longer than his legs were and his face was a horrible atrocity.

"Heh. This kid is All Might's son huh? You're gonna make me a lot of money, that's for sure!" The burly man laughed. "W-who are you people?" I shakily asked. I was petrified. First I wake up in an unfamiliar place, second I have no clue where I am and third he's saying how much money I'm worth! The man laughed heartily. "Who are we? Why, we are the Liberators! Heh, as for me, I'm the Puppeteer! These two beside me don't matter in the slightest." I was visibly shaking. I knew who he was. The Puppeteer is an infamous villain who was known for his ruthlessness and cruelty. He was a man who would watch and laugh while a man slowly starved to death in front of him and not lose any sleep over it. He was the type of man who would use his own family as a meatshield instead of dodging. The type of man who would force innocent people to kill others. And unfortunately he has a quirk that does just that.

His quirk is Puppeteer. Type: Emitter. He can manipulate people as if they were puppets. He can choose which puppet type he wants to force them to be. String Puppet or Hand Puppet. With hand puppet, He can force people to answer any question or say anything he wants. With string puppet, he can manipulate them as if they were a string puppet flying across a show stage. He has a range of 1 kilometer and can only control two people at a time. He has to direct his fingers as if they were minuplating actual puppets, which is why you'll always see a real string puppet with him.

They began to walk back to the door. The two unnamed lackeys walked out while the Puppeteer stood in the doorway.

"Oh yeah by the way Yagi how's your mother doing? Oh wait! I forgot! She's already dead!" He broke out into a full out laugh as he closed the door. My breathing started to pick up. I started to hyperventilate harder and harder as the events of that day began to replay over and over in my head. My breathing got so fast and so short that I eventually passed out due to the lack of oxygen.

I awoke with a start. Not because of a nightmare, but because the Puppeteer slapped me to wake me up. "Good, you're finally awake. Now, let's get to business." He said while cracking a whip. I began shaking uncontrollably. He laughed at this, but quickly shook it off. "Now, tell me what All Might's weakness is!" He demanded. I shook my head. He whipped me. "What is All Might's weakness?!" He yelled. This cycle repeated until the end of the day. A girl with a healing quirk came in and fixed me up. Then she left and the next day came. This time he brought a butcher knife. He had a sickening grin on his face. He walked over to me and uncuffed both of my hands. He then strapped them to two different tables."Now, tell me his weakness!" He shouted. "No!" I replied defiantly. His grin grew. He grabbed my right pinky finger and chopped it off. Finger by finger I defied him. When all ten fingers were gone he started cutting off my toes. I defied him still until the day ended and I was healed. Luckily, my new nubs sprouted fingers and toes so at least I had them back.

The final day was a nightmare. He brought in two thorny whips laced with a painful poison. His butcher knives were a molten red color and steaming hot. Behind him was a lackey carrying a shocking chair. (The old ones that were used for execution, but toned down to where it doesn't kill you but it hurts like hell)

He used his quirk on me to minuplate me into the shocking chair. Once I was strapped down, he released his hold on me. "All right, now if you don't tell me what his weakness is by the end of this I'll force it outta ya!" He declared. 'How do I avoid telling him?' I pondered. I was snapped out of my thoughts by a searing pain on my right shoulder. I screamed in pain. "What is his weakness?!" He screeched. "I won't ever tell you!" I screamed in defiance. Anger was present on his face. After every time I declined, I was whipped. Then it moved on to the butcher knives. Thier metal blades sliced through my fingers as if they were butter, but the pain surging throughout my body was excruciating. The pain along with the searing hot metal colliding with my fingers and toes caused them to go numb. Finally it moved on to the the shock treatment. He asked me the same question like the broken record he is, then shocked me when I declined. The voltage of the electricity was so high and the amount of sheer pain that I had coursing throughout my body overwhelmed me, causing me to pass out.

After a few hours passed I woke up. The Puppeteer was the first one to notice that I was up. "Finally woke up huh? Well than, it's time to get some answers." He said with an evil grin plastered across his face. He raised his hand and formed his hand into that shape of a mouth. Four fingers above one thumb. I lost control from my neck up. Knowing what this meant, I desperately fought for control. The man smirked. "What is All Might's weakness?" He asked. I felt my mouth start to move. "He" 'No' "can only" 'No!No!' "fight" 'No! No! No!' "for" 'NO! NO! NO! NO!' I was desperately fighting for control so I could stop talking before dad's secret got out when I felt a rush of power surging through my veins. I felt it overwhelm my being as a whole until suddenly....

I was in control!