New Life In A New World

Prologue

Dark. Dark, cold, and a metallic smell were the few words to describe the encloser. No sounds emanated from the room, but if a person strained their eyes enough, they would see a figure in the center of the room. Beyond that fact, nothing else could be seen within the room. No details, nothing could be seen, but that didn't last long as a blinding light casted the darkness away revealing everything. Now the sizzling of the lights buzzed, and the details of the room were on full display. Now it could be seen that the room is divided in two by a three-inch plane of glass, and in the center of one half of the room was the figure. It was actually a person who was being forced into a kneeling position with his arms cuffed, chained, and suspended in the air. Long, raven black hair draped over the majority of their body acting almost like a curtain from seeing their face, or body. From the look of their arms, they look incredibly malnourished, and dehydrated. Maybe if they were properly feed, and hydrated their tan skin would look amazing, but instead it pale, sickly color. Just like their skin tone, they wore an ugly grey jump suit that had a name tag on the right pectoral, but instead of a name it had a number. The number written on the tag was HP-789313 or High Profile: 789313. The sound of a mechanical, sliding metal door unlocking and opening struck the ears of the kneeling person, and the sound of multiple people walking into the room accompanied it. They didn't make a move to look at who entered, nor did they make an attempt in any way to acknowledge them. Instead, they strained whatever heightened hearing they could to try and listen in on what they said.

Nemuri's POV: 

I stood there looking at the prisoner that was currently being detained and suppressed with tears threatening to fall from my eyes. Standing beside me currently were Principle Nezu, Shota Aizawa or Eraser Head, and Toshinori Yagi or All Might. The others were talking about something, but my mind tuned them out as my entire focus was on the person in front of me. Eventually, I felt my body being shaken snapping me out of my trance.

Aizawa: "Nemuri!" He shouted causing me to look at him in the eyes. He had a harden stare, but behind it was concern. "You, okay?" He asked me. I didn't answer him and looked at the other two who looked worried as well. 

Nemuri: "Yeah, I'm fine Shota-kun." I say with a small smile on my face, but I could feel the mental strain from doing so. "What's up?" I asked.

Nezu: "Midnight-san, I know your upset with this situation, but you must keep your composure. Remember why we're here." He stated getting a head nod from me, but my face quickly contorted into a snarl as I heard a scoff come from Toshinori.

Nemuri: "You got a problem All Might?" My voice was laced thick with venom, but it didn't seem to faze the former number one hero who just crossed his arms while looking at me.

Toshinori: "Don't see why we need to enlist the help of this villain." He stated with major emphasis on the last word, and the second it left his lips I felt my anger reach a new height. Before fully realizing what, I was doing, I launched myself at the skinny man ready to beat whatever was left of his life out of him. Luckily or not, a thick scarf warped itself around my body before snapping taught restricting my movements. The sudden movement cased the former hero to reel back, but his look of disgust never left his face.

Nemuri: "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I screamed out in anger while trying to force my way of the scarf. "LET ME GO SHOTA! I'M GOING TO RIP THIS PATHETIC MAN APART!" Instead, he pulled the bindings tighter.

Nezu: "Calm down Midnight." The rodent commanded, and while I stopped struggling my eyes never left the blond asshole. "All Might I made it clear why we need his help." The man just scoffed again but didn't say anything more. With everything settled Nezu made his way over to a panel but required assistance. "Shota if you don't mind." Giving me one last look, Shota released me from my bindings and made his way over to the rat hybrid lifting him to his shoulders so he could access the panel. Pressing a button, the sound of speakers buzzing kicked in, and a bright sign turned on saying 'Intercom On'. Clearing his throat, Nezu started to talk. "Hello there Haru Kayama. It's nice to see you again." He greeted but didn't receive any form of response, so decided to keep talking. "I bet your curious as to why we're here." He stated hoping to get a response but received none. Taking a chance, I walk up to the glass right in front of Haru and begin to speak hoping the speaker can pick up my voice.