Kidnapped Student

Chapter Three: The First Experiment and a New Quirk

Midoriya Izuku's Point of View:

I opened my eyes slowly, half expecting the bright sun to be shining in my eyes through the window in my room at the dorms.

Then it his me. Hard. I was kidnapped by the League of Villains. I sat up quickly. My senses told me that there was someone coming in the room.

And they were right. Because right as I sat up, the door opened. I looked up and was met with the sight of Shigaraki with a shock collar in his hand.

My eyes widened. What does he think I am? Some kind of animal?

I backed away, but was restrained from going more than a few feet because of the chain around my ankle. I silently cursed myself. How could I have forgotten about that?

"Well, looks like your finally awake. Now, stand up, and don't resist." Shigaraki said.

I just curled myself into a tighter ball, making I near impossible for me to breathe. But I didn't care right now.

All I cared about was not letting him put that collar on me.

That had been a mistake. A huge mistake.

The next thing I knew, there was a hard kick sent to my side, right to the side of my stomach.

I looked up and saw Shigaraki looking down on me.

"I said not to resist." He said, pulling my arm up, and forcing me to stand up.

I tried activating one for all, but found that I couldn't. Then I noticed the anklet right under the chain on my ankle. It didn't take me long to realize that it was a quirk canceller. I clenched my teeth.

Damn it!

I felt Shigaraki put the collar on my neck, and then let go of me.

"There you go. Now your ready for the first test." Shigaraki said, pulling something out of his back pocket.

Before I could process what it was, I felt something being stabbed into my forearm, and when I looked, I saw that what he's had grabbed out of his pocket had been a syringe.

In a few seconds, my whole body went numb, and my vision started getting blurry. I felt my heart beginning to slow down, and then nothing.

Time Skip (When He Wakes Up)

When I tried to open my eyes, I found that I couldn't. My eyes felt like marble, and there was a sharp pain I my back, making me want to arch my back, but I couldn't move.

The only thing that I could tell was that I was in a metal table of some sort, and that my arms, wrists, legs, and ankles were restrained on the table with some sort of rope or leather or maybe even a chain. I couldn't tell.

What I could tell was that there were needles being pushed into my arms.

The next thing I realized was that I had almost nothing on. There was cold air on my stomach and arms, and on my legs.

I groaned, which caught the attention of the people around me. I could tell because I heard gasps and sighs.

"...s awa...ody get th...oss..." Was all I could make out. I couldn't even tell if it was a male or female voice.

(Translation: "He's awake! Somebody get the boss!")

I turned my head to the side, and instantly got a headache.

I scrunched my face in pain.

"Don't move, little boy. You need to relax." I heard someone say, loud and clear. It sounded almost comforting. My body instantly relaxed itself, and I took a deep breath. "Now, open your eyes slowly."