Chapter 8: Clients

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-Time skip two days-

-----TRIGGER WARNING-----LIKE BAD BAD STUFF-----

Dabi POV

Chapped lips sent me on an idiotic mission and it lasted 4 days. I'm thinking that he did it just to keep me away. He knows that I have a soft spot for Seven. He reminds me of my little brother. I want to help him. Get him out of this hell hole. All that poor kid has ever known is pain and I want to fix that. 

I walk into the bar and see the others gathered around chatting. As soon as they realize I'm back, the room goes silent. Something happened.

"What?" I ask. Expecting an answer. I look at Toga. She is usually at the center of shitty things happening, so I'm sure she is involved. "Toga, what happened while I was gone?"

She looked at me with a demons smile. "You might want to go see for yourself. It's pretty brutal." She giggled and hopped off her stool. Walking away to her room. 

I feel my heart start to pound. Toga thought it was bad. What the hell did they do to that poor kid?! I walk past the group and throw open the back door, making my way through the halls until I reach his door. There is a big "007" painted on the rusted metal.

I knock. No one answers. I open the hatch on the window and look in to see Seven curled up on the mattress. I wonder if the poor kid is finally getting some sleep. I think to myself. I open the door anyway. I need to know what happened, plus I have some food for him. Who knows the last time he ate.

I walk in and close the door behind me. "Hey kid." I say softly. He shoots up from his spot, panicking from the sudden voice. "Hey hey Seven, it's ok. It's me."

"D-d-dabi?" He chokes out.

He had his back turned to me, facing the wall. He is trying to hide what happened.

"Hey kid, I need to see what they did to you." I reached out a touched his shoulder. He flinched at the touch. Poor kid. "It's alright." I say softly. I don't want to spook him.

He slowly turns around, keeping his head low. As he begins to lift his head, he closes his eyes. I see the scar goind down his face and my heart drops. I can't imagine how much that had to hurt, but that's not the only thing. There is a fucking collar around his neck.

"Seven are you ok?"

He opens his eyes and smiles. "Of course. I'll be fine." He smiles as tears fall from his eyes. His eyes. One shines a bright lively green, while the other is now faded and dull.

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Izuku POV

The next day I wake up to more loud banging against the door. My eye is fully healed now, but that injury, along with the ones Toga gave me, took a lot out of me to heal. I've overused my quirk and just need to sleep, but that won't be an option. Today marks the start of two things. One, Shigaraki decided it's time I learned combat and two, he's bringing in "clients".

Shigaraki opens the door, handcuffs my wrists and drags me down the hall. We end up in a room I've never seen before. It's full of weights, weapons, and all sorts of training equipment. And without wasting a second, we begin.

We trained for hours, Crusty taking advantage of my new blind spot. Needless to say, it was just a new form of beating me senseless. During the training he got a call. He talked for a minute, hung up and looked at me.

"Your first client is here."

"No no no. NO PLEASE." I start backing away. Shigaraki pulls out a little remote and pushes a button. The collar around my neck starts to buzz.

"I told you not to resist." He pushes another button and electricity floods my body.

"AHHhhh-HHHHH" I screamed in pain. The current stopped and I fell to the floor. Twitching slightly from the electricity. I hear a click and the current starts again.

"NooOOOOoOOO!! P-p-p-p-pleease s-s-sto-op-p." I stutter through as the electricity fries my body. The shock lasted longer this time and had me completely crumpled on the floor. Drool pooled from my mouth as I laid there. I felt my quick healing start up as my body tried to heal the damaged skin around the collar.

I think to myself If I ever get this collar off, that's going to be one nasty scar. I sigh internally as I try to stand up. With shaky legs, I am able to stabilize myself against a pillar. I look up and see Shigaraki start walking to the door. That's my que to follow. I try my best to keep up with him, but my head is in such a daze from the shocks. I leaned against a wall as we walked, tripping every few minutes.

We finally reach a door and I get thrown in. Crusty looks at me with disgust. "Just so you know, he also has controls to your collar, so I'd think twice before trying anything." And with that, the door was slammed shut.

Without thinking, I start to slowly reach for the door only to feel myself yanked back by my hair. I let out a gasp, trying desperately to suppress the pain. I feel myself thrown onto a bed. A bed? I start panicking, my head cleared up and now I'm fully aware of the situation. I crawl backwards on the bed, away from the man in front of me. He's tall and muscular with white hair and blue eyes. As I'm backing away, he snatches my ankle and pulls me back towards him. Another gasp leaves my mouth.

He grabs my face and pulls me close. "Well aren't you a pretty little thing." I can smell alcohol on his breath as the hot air hits my face, making me whimper in fear. "Oh, don't worry. It'll only hurt for a second." I feel tears start to run down my face as the man pushes a wet kiss onto me. I try pushing away, but that only makes him hold me tighter. 

He lets go of the kiss and throws me down on the bed. He lifts my shirt up revealing my boxers. He quickly rips them off, leaving me completely exposed. I panic more now, knowing what is about to happen.

"P-p-p-please. Please d-don't." I ask quietly. Trying to speak through my tears.

"Sorry, but your my toy tonight." My eyes grow at the statement. And I start to struggle. "Ah ah ahh. I'm sure you were told I have control of your collar. You sure you want to struggle like that?" I look at the man. His piercing blue eyes breaking me down piece by piece.

The man pulls down his pants and grips his member. Pulling me closer to him, he starts to look at me with vicious eyes. I'm paralyzed with fear. He leans in and starts to kiss me again, forcing his slobber onto me. I try pulling away, and as I do, he slams his member into me. I scream at the pain, tears stinging my eyes. 

"Please! Stop! I don't- I don't want this!" He ignores my pleas and starts thrusting into me. I feel him move inside me and suddenly a weird feeling shoots through me. I let out a small moan. The man smirks. No no I can't enjoy this. I don't want to. Please! No! The man sees me fighting the feelings that he is creating and begins to move faster. Faster and faster until finally, he cums. I feel the hot liquid shoot up me and begin to sob. He exits me, breathing heavily as he proceeds to put his clothes back on. I lay there, shaking and broken. I feel his liquids seeping out of me as I slowly pull my giant shirt back over my head.

The man walks to the door, about to leave when he turns and says, "Well, you're a pretty good fuck, toy." With that he leaves the room. In that moment, I wanted it all to end. I didn't want to feel anything anymore. I just wanted it to be over.

But of course, that's not my luck.

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