For Me? | Bakugou X OC

33- Hell

Hell.
Hell is the best way to describe the way I have been living.
I don't even know how many days it's been.
Weeks?
All I know is that it has been at least two days since they began the sleep deprivation aspect. Constant loud, high pitched whirring sounds playing directly into my ears, keeping me from being able to sleep and slowly driving me insane. They still have me in the same cell, but now I'm chained so that I can't use my hands or feet. They've put me in a blindfold, and only set me free when I am being asked to devote to their stupid fucking league. The same thing has been happening since Shigaraki came in that once. They try to make me surrender. I refuse. They make sure I suffer for it. And then they leave me here alone to deal with the noise and discomfort alone. Still, I wish everything could just stop. I've considered many times whether or not I should just say yes and find a way to get out from there. But I don't want to give them the damn satisfaction.

The high pitched whirring stops, and I know exactly what that means. My ears ring and pulse, as I hear muffled clacking of heels, coming closer and closer to my cell. Keys jingling, closer steps, and suddenly the blindfold is ripped off of my head again. I squint, my eyes adjusting to the light, before opening them and seeing the same woman again. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Shigaraki walk in once again with the same taser he's been using. "What's your plan with him, anyways? He doesn't want to join us, so it's not like you're giving him any reason to change his mind by continuing to antagonize him." He tells her, handing her the taser. She flips it a few times before crouching down to meet my face. "You know... If you shock him in the right places, he just might." She holds the taser up to my temple, and I try to struggle, but it's not easy to do so when you're completely chained and have a metal mask over your face. It's ironic, how they said they wouldn't treat me like the "awful" heroes did, but as soon as they took me as a serious threat, I was chained up. It's pathetic, really.

Her laugh fills the room, and she throws the taser back to Shigaraki, who clumsily catches it, nearly dropping it. "I'm going to ask you something, and once you understand the question, I'll remove your mask for you to answer me. Understand, Bakugou?" She asks. I roll my eyes. "Will you finally rest with the hard to get attitude and learn that you are much more valued here? Think about it. Honestly. How many people do you know that aren't in some way afraid of you? Or a little apprehensive around you? They're playing you, Bakugou." She smiles lightly, and nods to Shigaraki, who approaches me from the side, unlocking the metal mask and taking it off of my face. The air hits my face again, and I take a gasp of air before spitting at the woman. Her face twists in anger, and she grabs the taser from Shigaraki, plunging it into my chest and letting off pulses of electricity. I grit my teeth and let out a yell as the pulses cease, and I catch my breath, before countering. "Fuck you, fuck the villains, and fuck OFF!" I yell out. Shigaraki rushes to put the mask back on and I struggle against him, when the woman grabs me by my hair, holding my head up in place.

I continue to struggle against them, and she lets my head go. "I won't keep playing this game with you. You will not continue this!" She storms out of the cell, staying in the room, pacing. Shigaraki leaves the mask on the floor, following her. They lower their voices but I can still hear what they're saying. "If he's not gonna cooperate, this is becoming a liability. We should just get rid of the damn kid." "No, I know exactly what I'll do, Shigaraki. I haven't used my best bet just yet." I can hear them walk away, and I yell after them. "Hey! You just gonna leave me here again? Giving up on the mask, you dumb asses!" She reenters, without Shigaraki, but a few of those same figures follows her. They use their power to immobilize me and pick me up, carrying me through the halls. I struggle against the power of the figures, trying to fight to gain control over my body, but I'm stuck. They continue transporting me, and walk me down the stairs. For the first time, I can see sunlight beam in from a single window at the end of the hall. The figures walk me into a large room, and the woman follows close behind. Inside the room is a large water tank, and some equipment.

"You're going in this. It's a sensory deprivation tank. You can stay in here for a little while and ponder." She says, as her guards hook me up to the equipment. One slides something over my head and hair, and another inserts what looks like an IV into my arm. I'm given large, chunky ear pieces in both my ears, and a large mask is slipped over my mouth and nose. Finally, they both put weights around my ankles and wrists and open the top hatch. "Now I hate to say this, but you've really left me no choice. You'll be left in here for a while, coming in and out of the tank only when necessary to keep you alive, to help you... come to your senses a bit. Any resistance, any disrespect... will be met with a severe punishment. When I see to it that you can behave, I will ask you once more to stop the foolishness. If you refuse, you WILL die." I'm still rendered defenseless, unable to counter or struggle as they carry me closer to the hatch. "Oh, and for what you've done today, all future punishments will not be delivered to you, they will be delivered to the girl." She pulls out a phone-like device, which shows a live camera feed. I see Amari sitting in a cell, twirling a fork. I see figures come in and grab her, as she lashes out, and push her into a chair, chaining her up. The camera is pointed at the back of the room, so I can't see her face, but she appears to be crying. I feel my face twitch and realize the immobilization is wearing away, under my extreme resistance. But, unfortunately, I've realized just too late.

Before I can yell, spit, or kick out, I remember her words and feel my face heat in anger. She knows that using Amari as a device will whip me into submission, and I can't do a thing to make her pay, without risking her safety. The figures drop me down the hatch, and the water splashes upon my impact. The weights drag me down to the bottom of a crate, where I look out an observation bubble. I look up and see the figures close the hatch as the woman appears in the bubble. She looks at me, saying something for a long while, but I can't hear just what. She and the figures walk away, and I'm left alone again, for god knows how long this time. I try to swim around, but the weights keep me in place. I scream, but I can't even hear myself.

I've somehow entered a new level of hell.