Wrong Move...

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Midoriya crawled out of the bed and made his way out of the plain room. He opened the bedroom door and looked down the hall, it was empty and eerily silent. Midoriya didn't like it. there was a black carpet that stretched down the hall, the walls were matte beige. The ceiling lights were also blindingly bright.

Midoriya shut his door and walked down the hall. He was on edge. He made it down the black spiral stairs and saw the dining room. AFO was eating breakfast next to a boy who looked to be a couple years older than Midoriya, he had Sicily gray skin, bad eczema on his face, a scar over his lip and left eye, both his eyes were red. He also had short light blue hair. There was also this smoky figure cooking up more breakfast.

Midoriya froze up, he didn't know what to do... "izuku, it seems you finally came down. take a seat" AFO said as he pointed to a chair.
Midoriya hesitantly walked over to the chair and sat down. 

The boy gave him side-eyed stares as he finished up his breakfast. The smoky figure gave Midoriya his breakfast and walked away entirely. 

"...I'm not hungry.." he lied. He actually didn't trust the food, he was worried that he'd be poisoned. "you haven't eaten since yesterday, not to mention you ran away fresh out of waking up from a coma. it's impossible for you not to be hungry, you're just distrustful of the food despite the fact i've told you i'm not going to hurt you. but it makes sense, you're just trusting your instinct" AFO sighed. "Master, why did you even bring him? '' the boy hissed. "now now Tomura, i've already explained why''

Tomura rolled his eyes as he got up from the table and walked away.
"now eat up, the food won't bite
Midoriya bit his lip as stress came over him, this felt like the market all over again...

he was given pancakes, they seemed harmless...

but midoriya couldn't shake the feeling of it being tampered with in some kind of way. "I'm hungry... hm, but this food could be drugged or something... im immortal, i'll survive without some food" midoriya shoved the plate away, "i'm really not hungry..." 

AFO chuckled, "your instinct is good, but useless against me" he snapped his fingers and...

Midoriya fell asleep.

midoriya was loaded off into the lab and strapped down to a metal table...

again.

AFO towered over midoriya, "you sure this boy is the same boy you sold to endeavor?" he asked. "yup, same quirk, same identity" the mad scientist replied. the mad scientist also happened to be the short doctor that AFO had been talking to earlier... "perfect, commence with experiment 1" AFO instructed as he walked away.

the doctor grinned as he walked up to midoriya holding a scalpel and syringe...

He grabbed Midoriya's right hand and injected the serum right into the middle of the back of his hand. the area of his hand turned black and expanded all across his hand as the serum spread throughout his entire body. his body pulsed in pain as midoriya was woken up by the pain. 

blood curdling screams could be heard from midoriya as he cried, he jolted back and forth on the metal table he had been strapped on, wanting to break free. he felt like the inside of his body was burning up as he let out horrifying screams that would be heard by nobody except for the people inside the building...

It was useless.

the black discoloration on his right hand receded back, it wasn't entirely gone.. in fact it would leave an odd scar.
a black spade, right on the middle of his right hand.
"perfect! the spade of success, that would mean the entire serum worked! i'm surprised he managed to survive, everyone else died. 
now he should be 10x smarter than he originally was and 3x stronger!