Quirk Deku One-shots

Psychotic Healing (73)

AFO was shackled. He knew that well. The last fight with All Might had drained all his quirk power, and now he could barely keep his systems alive.

He knew they were going to torture him. For AFO, or some other purpose.

So be his surprise when his chamber resembled more of a medical room than a torture chamber.

"Welcome to your chamber All For One."

"What's this medical room for? Letting me experiment?"

"Not you. Only Deku."

"N-no..."

Deku, a name that spread fear through the underground.

A serial torturer who would turn anyone they got their hands on into a vegetative state through pain alone.

The worst thing was that every victim was not hurt in any way.

"W-why him?"

"To get you to destroy your quirk."

"H-how do I?"

"50 quirk erasing bullets, right there on that table. He'll give you one whenever you ask. Until you are quirkless, you can't leave. he'll request more if he runs out."

"You sick mon-"

"No we aren't using the original formula. Just a chemical synthesis that does the same thing."

Wheeling him in, the guards attached him to the table, and locked him down with quirk-cancellers.

"You'll have to ask to lose AFO. To ask to die. That is your fate."

"Monsters."

He was strapped in, and nothing more to do than wait hell.

"hehehe is a new toy here to play?"

"Not a toy you insane mongrel. Bow down before the underworld king."

"You? The king? HAH! I've seen many kings. You, you, you... You're not a king."

"Who do you think you're talking to? I almost killed All Might twice."

"And I did 3 times. I healed him fully afterwards, but why do you think he flinches in hospitals?"

Realization dawned on AFO, and why All Might seemed so afraid for him when he was driven off.

This man. No. This m o n s t e r... He was unchecked. He was untethered. He was here for Fun.

"Lets start with your right arm~"

Taking an old, rusty, blunt needle, he jammed it into AFO's right elbow, and started injecting the contents.

'Acid!'

AFO's screams were heard through the torture level, as his elbow melted inside-out.

"What are you waiting for? Just kill me."

"How about no? I'll just make you kill yourself."

The arm fell with a splat. 

AFO stared at his arm, which used to be connected.

"I'm thinking of opening up a black market trade for limbs later. People will pay a pretty penny for your limbs."

'At least it's ov-'

Before he could finish that thought, a pain thrice as bad engulfed his system.

His haunting screams once again beat all throughout the chamber.

"Arm 1 has been collected. I needed... 50?"

AFO stared down at his newly regenerated arm.

"N-no... you can't be..."

"Oh yes I am toy. We'll be here for a g e s."

Time went on for AFO, pain. Pain. PAIN. PAIN.

Every moment worse than the last.

He got some peace when Deku went to eat or sleep.

Those moments were always broken with blades stuck inside him, constantly causing him pain.

Days blurred. Weeks fused. He felt like it's been months.

"Congrats AFO! Your survived one week. longer than most~"

"g-give me one..."

"One needle for a day of rest? Okay!"

Running to the table, Deku gave AFO a bullet.

"You'll have to inject it yourself AFO."

Looking at the bullet, he clenched his fist, and gave himself a day of rest.

Deku removed the blades and left.

"I'll be back in the morning."

'200 quirks. 200 days.'

Days went by.

He told deku to prepare 200 bullets to get rid of them all.

A taste of freedom spoiled him.

AFO threw quirks away. 10. 20. 50. 100.

Just extra days to help him recover from 1 week of pain.

'I still have 25. 25 days. Then I just need to keep AFO.'

"Only 25 bullets left? That's quite the drop. Shame you won't have freedom after they're gone."

The words entered his ear, and his mind processed what he'd done.

He wasted his free days. He wasted his rest. He's finished.

"Would you like to give another one up today?"

"No. I'm keeping these."

"Fair enough."

The first weeks experiance came back to him. Over, and over, and over, and over again.

Legs, hearts, lungs, bones, arms, eyes. You name an organ, at least 20 were taken from AFO.

The only reason he had not died was because the doctor kept him alive and conscious. In every single moment.

"Still holding on?"

"...."

"Oh that's right. I just tore your lungs out again."

Months went by. AFO used his days sparingly. 1 every year.

"10 left AFO."

On and on.

Bins of body parts filled.

Prisoners got a new food. AFO's flesh.

Tartarus became true hell.

Everyone hated every moment of being alive there.

The screams, the laughter, the smell, the meals they knew was human flesh,

It was hell. Pure and simple.

For everyone except one. 

Deku was having the time of his life.

"I have so many new toys! You hear that prisoners?! One of you is next!"

After a villain escape happened, and one high-tier ran, he got out on one request.

"I will tell the others the horror awaiting them."

Tell them he did. Tartarus became its namesake, and with that, the crime rate dropped to 1%. Only those foolish enough to test the dangers of Deku.

"That's the last one AFO. Guess I'll find a new toy~"

Chop

"Sleep well! I'll feed you to snuggles later."