TBA

Chapter 3B: Flashback Torture

{Author's note: ⚠️WARNING: this chapter contains subtle events that can trigger some past trauma to some readers that I don't know about.⚠️ If you would like a summary of the chapter please jump down towards the end of the chapter after the time stamps.}

[Narrator: Jadon]
Time- 4:00pm
Day of kidnapped

"I did as instructed."
"Thank you, you may go."
"What? No reward?"
" a reward for bringing me a child who's blind? Are you serious? You didnt even fight him. No. There is no reward. Now leave."
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Time: 24 hrs

"Please, if anyone knows my little Sparrow--" the sound of my mother's voice on the television was cut off.
"Yup... he's the one I was looking for."
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Time: 36 hrs

"Sir, are you sure you want to keep doing this? Everyone is looking for him, since they showed that broadcast yesterday. What are you going to do now?"
"It's only beena day and a half. It's not going to be a serious search yet."
"What are you trying to gain from this, sir?"
"Something that I've been missing, since they took him away from me and gave him to someone else."
I recognized the voice. I felt the color drain from my face and a sudden chill sprouted throughout my whole body.
"Besides, the kid from Shiketsu had said he'd reward us if we hold him here."
Seiji? Shishikura is behind this? I thought, as I heard footsteps come in my direction. I only just started to assess the situation that I am in. As far as I know, my strength quirk is still activated and is what is keeping me on high alert. Also I can make the conclusion that I am lying down on a bed or a medical table. I'm bound to it, so I can't move. This guy- he knows me,so he's from one of the fourteen homes I went to.
If only his partner in crime could get him to elaborate just how long ago it was. All of this feels familiar, so he must be from one of the last four homes I had gone to. Pushing that aside for now, I looked around the dark area. I was looking for for something that gives off a thermal signature to help me get my bearings. I couldn't find any.
There's only two possible outcomes for this: one, he discovered that thermal readings is how I can see and blindfolded me. Or two, there's nothing in this area that gives off a thermal signature. Though I have a feeling that I will know soon enough, when he enters the area I am in.
I deactivated my strength quirk and was greeted by a painfully sharp migraine. It felt like someone took a sledgehammer to my skull. Dispite the throbbing headache, I focused on my hearing. So I could get an approximate location of one of my past fathers.
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Time: 48 hrs of captivity

"What does the boy mean to you, Kojimo Hazatsu?"
"I already told you my answer to that the other day, Yamaroki."
I couldn't remain still anymore. I had to move in order to stretch. I wasn't trying to let them know that I was awake. Kojimo Hazastu was the father that ended up getting arrested on charges I'd rather forget that he had done to me six years ago. I wouldn't be surprised if he had done those things while I was unconscious. He does have a thing for cats and it normally doesn't end well for the cat or those who have some form of the cat quirk. How did his escape or release get over looked by the media? I felt warm liquid run down my neck and thighs.
"Well, it seems as though, my love, finally woke up."
I shivered, as Kojimo's footsteps come closer.
"Yamaroki, bring me the ink gun and a stencil." Kojimo said. " I want him to feel this."
What he going to do? Give me a tattoo?
It didn't take long until Kojimobgot to me. "How are you, my beloved?"
To be honest, I wanted to throw up. I remained silent.
"Not in the mood to answer, huh, okay then. I'll make you answer."
I felt him undo the button to my pants and tugged them down until my lower abdominals showed. I tended up afraid and unsure what he was would do.
He laughed. "Relax, love, I no longer do that shit anymore." He told me.
I felt a light thin object being placed on the exposed area. There were openings on this object. So the only conclusion, I could come to is that this was the stencil he was talking about earlier. I then felt the stencil change its design as he moved it down a little further. He then tapped it to the spot as he prepped his ink gun.
"You see, love, it turns out I was in the wrong field for my quirk. Once I discovered tattooing, I realized that I could manipulate the stencil design." Kojimo said. " I didn't have to go into tattooing. I could've done something more boring, like a canvas painter or artist." "He continued." Yamaroki, turn on the lights, so I can see what I am doing... to make it less intimate for the Neko."
Well, at least he's thinking about others. I relaxed slightly, it was shortly after this that he started on the tattoo. I felt pain, but if he was expecting a scream out of me. He didnt get one.
"Now, I'll ask you again. Are you awake?"
"You would've known that if you paid attention to my body langauge." I told him, through gritted teeth.
"Oh, I was. I just wanted a confirmation that you were awake, my lovely boy." He replied. " you sure had left an impression in me boy."
I doubt that. "Really? I find that doubtful."
" I knew you would doubt it, but its true. Whether you knew it or not, I had discovered I was in the wrong line of work." Kojimo said. " Anyway, not that it matters. You still hate me for what I did back then."
I laughed, lightly. "Why would you want to scar a child for the rest of their life like tha tag anyway?"
Kojimo didn't answer. He was possibly thinking of an answer. Some time went by and he still didn't reply. I didn't press the matter, so I let it drop. It felt like years when the tattoo was finished. Though it had only taken an hour.
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Time: 55hrs

"Kojimo, we need to move. They're almost upon us." Yamaroki said.
"Grab him and put him in the car...in the trunk. Tie him up too."
" Yes, sir."
After some time, I felt my wrists and ankles being bound.
"Hang on, boy," Yamaroki whispered. " I have a plan to get you out. I didn't know he'd go this far." Yamaroki's voice sounded sweet and sincere. "The Pros and the students of U.A. high are looking for you. I've been leaving them clues to help them with the search. When the police catch up, I'll turn myself in for my portion of this. Stay strong."
When the bonds were tied, Yamaroki had picked me up in a fireman carry and carried me off to the car. What feels like hours, was only minutes, I heard a door open then a car alarm chirp. The trunk door opened and I was gently sat down inside.
"I'll give you some food, when we get there. It shouldn't take long."
I nodded as the trunk door closed.
It wasn't long after that, the car had started and things had started to get ---- --- ---- -----

[Narrator- Camie]
The day after I had left Jadon to walk home by himself, I didn't know then; but it was the worst day of my life. I had waited for him,that day, where we had parted hoping to pick up the conversation we had the day before. I had started to worry when he didn't show up. Seiji Shishikura was very abnormally quiet. He also was smiling, like he knew why Jadon wasn't here. When I got home and saw the news, I was devastated about what happened. The morning of the third day, the whole class, with the exception of Seiji Shishikura, was in a depressive state. Ms. Joke wasn't even in the mood to make jokes about our class assignments like she normally does. The day felt like it dragged on forever.
When the day was over, I walked home in the direction Jadon and I had walked that unfateful day. Though, I couldn't get through; mainly due to the police taping it off and were scattered all over the place. The closer I got to the scene, the more I realized the students of U.A. was helping with the investigation. It looked like the hero course classes 1-A and 1-B. I saw two students from class 1-A follow broken pieces of Jadon's cane. They disappeared. After some time, the kid with the electrical quirk came back running with a note in his hand. He went straight up to All Might. They started talking, then ran off in the direction the kid had came.
As I was taking the long way around, the police was rushing to their cars and followed All Might and the kid. Those who had remained behind had started cleaning the scene. Something big must've happened in order to get that kind of reaction. As I finished my walk home, thoughts about them finding and hopefully rescuing Jadon came flooding into my mind.