It had been 3 months since the raid. I had been overpowered in a backroom trying to fight, and Toga had replaced me to hide the Leagues trail. She returned a few days later, obviously pleased. They had to know I had been taken at this point. They had to be looking for me right? But no rescue ever came.
The league tortured me, demanding I give them information on how to take down my classmates. Weaknesses, strengths, how to get under their skin. I refused to help. It was painful, but I would never sell out my friends. I was burned by Dabis blue flames, had my blood stolen for Toga, had food withheld, and even had Shigaraki activate his quirk on me.
Once in a while, I would hear news of the outside world. Whispered conversations between Shigaraki and his followers. Raids on other bases, captures, up-and-coming students fighting stronger than the pros to capture the League. I knew my friends would never stop. But that wasn't the only news. They would torture me with descriptions of the horrible injuries inflicted on my friends. Injuries that would surely be fatal by the description. Eventually I no longer heard my classmates mentioned.
Before I knew it, it had been two years since my capture. By now my friends would have become pros, yet I never heard of them. No names mentioned, no description matching my memories. I heard news of other heroes, including those from class 1-b, but nothing about my class-mates. It was almost as though they had disappeared.
As though they had died.
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Reunited
FanfictionUraraka gets captured by the LOV partway through their second year in UA and tortured to believe her friends have died. Back at UA, the hero course class has been searching for their missing classmate for years, but some are starting to lose hope. ...
