Bound By The Past (Aizawa x Reader)

Chapter Two

You wanted to struggle, but you knew that it would only end in a beating. Yami took you to a small dirty room. Inside was a twin size bed and a nightstand. Yami tugged you over to the bed and replaced the leash with a chain that was connected to the bed post. He placed the remote to the shock collar on the nightstand, just out of you reach. You curled up on the corner of the bed. Yami smirked. "Yami walked out of the room, shutting the door behind himself. You tugged at the chain, but all it did was rattle. Using your quirk was useless since you couldn't hit the chain. You froze as multiple voices came from outside the door. After a few minutes, the voices stopped and the door knob began to turn. Then, the door opened. 'Is this it...?'

Yami came back into the room, but this time, he was followed by two men you had never seen before. One had black hair that was pulled back in a low ponytail and the other had long blonde hair. Both wore combat boots over black jeans, but the dark haired man had a leather jacket over black top while the blonde wore a white top. Yami gestured to you. "Isn't she a beauty, gentlemen? Perfect breeder material." The dark-haired man nodded. "Indeed. Now..." The blonde man spoke next. "We have business to attend to." Yami turned and headed towards the door. "Of course. Don't damage her too much though." Yami exited the room after handing the dark haired man the key. You backed into the wall as the two men turned to you. The dark-haired man reached a hand out towards you. "Hey..." You hissed at the man, swiping at his outstretched hand with your claws. He pulled his hand back. The blonde man kneeled next to you. "We're not going to hurt you."

You hissed again at the blonde man, still not trusting either of them. For all you knew, they could be lying to you. The dark-haired main took a small wallet out of his pocket and opened it, presenting the inside to you. The ID on the inside was a hero license. It read 'Shota Aizawa – Eraserhead / Underground Hero' with the man's photo. You paused. "Y-You're a pro hero...?" The dark-haired man nodded. "We both are. And we're here to rescue you and the rest of the captives." The chain attached to your collar rattled, catching their attention. You tugged at the chain, but nothing happened. "I'm chained up and I can't take the collar off or I'll get shocked." The dark-haired man turned to the blonde. "Hizashi, check that remote on the table. We need to disable the collar and unchain her before the rest storm this place." The blonde man walked over to the table. The blonde, Hizashi, picked up the remote from the table and looked it over before pressing a button. Aizawa reached towards the collar, but you flinched back out of reflex.

Aizawa paused. "It's alright. I'm just going to take this off of you." You didn't move. "..." You froze as his hands went to your neck. After a few seconds, the collar fell to the bed. You rubbed at your neck, feeling the scars from where your skin had been rubbed raw." Aizawa turned to Mic. "Hizashi, how many more minutes until the rest storm the building?" Mic looked up from his phone. "We've got about 10 minutes. Nemuri's gotten the rest of the girls to safety, including the breeders." Aizawa turned to you, scooping your body into his arms. You yelped and gripped his biceps tightly. He spoke. "Let's get out of here." Mic opened the door and the three of you started heading down the hall. After 10 minutes of stealth, you finally made it to an exit. Once you were outside, your eyes widened. You hadn't seen the outside world in 21 years. The air was crisp and fresh. Suddenly, shouts filled the air.

You looked around in confusion. "What's going on?" Aizawa looked down at you. "The rest of the pro heroes are storming the building. Hopefully we can stop the ring for good this time." You watched as a few pro heroes brought out a number of traffickers only a few minutes later. You looked at each one as they passed. 'Where is Yami?' Aizawa noticed your concern. "What's wrong?" You looked at the building before looking back at him. "Yami...The man who brought me to you, they haven't caught him..." Aizawa turned to Mic. "Radio in with the others. Ask them about Yami. He could be the one who keeps restarting the ring." Mic nodded. "Alright." Mic radioed the other pro's and began to confirm which traffickers had been arrested. After a few minutes, he turned back to the two. "Yami is currently still being searched for. When the building was stormed, he was already gone." Aizawa muttered under his breath. "Sh*t."

You froze. If Yami escaped, he could find you and take you back. You began to sway, feeling lightheaded as more and more thoughts entered your mind. The, you felt yourself falling, but before you could hit the ground, you landed in warm arms. You froze. If Yami escaped, he could find you and take you back. You could hear Aizawa speaking to you, but your hearing was fading in and out. Soon, your vision went dark and everything went quiet.

...

Aizawa paced in the hospital waiting room. You were in the ICU. The hospital had run a drug test on you and found numerous injected chemicals in your blood. They had to flush them out before it was too late. Mic put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sure she'll be fine, Shota. A lot of the other girls tested positive as well and they were just fine." Aizawa sighed. "I hope you're right." The two waited for a few more hours. After a while, a doctor came out with a clipboard in hand. "For Ms. (L/n)?" Aizawa stood up. "What is her condition?" The doctor looked down at his clipboard. "We were able to flush the drugs from her system, but she is now in a state of withdrawal and lashes out at anyone who gets too close." Aizawa looked at Mic before looking back at the doctor. "Can I see her?" The doctor turned towards the hall. "Follow me." The two follow the doctor down a series of hallways before stopping in front of a door. The doctor turns to them. "I request that you do not over-excite Ms. (L/n), as she may become aggressive."

Aizawa nodded. "Of course." The two entered the room, closing the door behind themselves. You sat on the bed, curled up as tightly as possible. You were shaking. Aizawa sat in the chair next to the bed, careful not to make any sudden movements. You looked at him, hissing as your brought out your claws. He tried to reassure you. "It's just us. You're safe. The doctors just flushed some drugs out of your system. How are you feeling?" You hesitated. "...Fine." Without thinking, Aizawa reached out and touched your ears. You flinched, hissing and swiping your claws at his hand. You left a small scratch on his hand, but he barely reacted at all. Mic spoke up, concerned. "Shota, you should bandage that." Aizawa waved him off. "It's fine, Hizashi. It's not even bleeding." Aizawa cleaned and wrapped his hand before looking back at you. He could tell that you were scared and panicked as your gaze flickered around the room. "When can I leave?" He shrugged. "I'll ask the doctor. Do you have somewhere to go?"

You stayed silent as you ignored his question. You didn't care if you had to live in a box, you just wanted to be free.

Free and happy.