Doll~ || Villian Deku ✔️

Chapter 37: Memories

Where am I? Who am I? What is this feeling.. why is it so dark.

Who are you? Why are you in my head?

Answer my question first.

Fine.. my names Y/N. Now who are you.

I thought you would know.. I'm just as lost as you are.. Ah! My name is Yumi!' I'm here to look after Deku.. who's that?

Midoriya? So.. you're telling me he's going to be taken as well?

I suppose so. My programs all foggy.

Program?

That's what I'm told it's called. My uh- thoughts?

You mean your memories?

I wouldn't say they are, no. They're not very memorable.

Well then, if you're stuck in my head, I hope we can be friends!!

I don't think I'll be allowed- where did the light come from!

"Y/N.." Bakugo whispered from across the room, as he was tied against the metal chair, the gag under his chin.

"Yumi are you in there?" Shigaraki asked, putting his face right in mine.
I felt my vision shift into black.

"Yeah I am. You're Tomura I would take?" I said.
No, I wasn't saying that. Someone else was. With my voice.

Bakugo looked at me, his face absolutely horrified. Scared. What had happened to me?
My head was foggy as well.

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"Stop squirming you UA rat!" Dabi growled, grabbing at my throat as he threw me against the wall.
I felt myself cough, choking on my own blood.
Bakugo was tightly chained to his chair, a gag covering his mouth as he screamed out weakly.
He was screaming as loud as he could.
But it was no use. No one could hear us.
We were trapped here.

"Dabi what's taking so long. Get her bleeding already. Spitting up blood wont help with the transfer." Shigaraki said, scratching his neck vigorously.

"Well why don't you get the crazy teens needles?" Dabi scoffed.
"She'll suck my plaything dry! All For One said he isn't touching her until we have a sample of her blood and she's knocked out cold." Shigaraki scowled.

"I can do the knocking out part." Dabi grinned.

"Bakugo!" I yelled, as I tried to run around the villains, the monsters.
All to no avail, really.
Dabi grabbed at my leg, burning it for what felt like the hundredth time that night.
I let out an excruciating scream, as I saw Bakugo wince, and shake violently in his chair, to try divert the attention.

Of course it wouldn't work.
From the corner of my eye I saw Dabi grab at an empty bottle from the bar.

"Great try little mouse, but you can't escape us." Dabi chuckled, as he hit the bottle down onto my head, as I felt everything go black.

"Finally. For fucks sake she's persistent."  Dabi grumbled, grabbing at y/n's arm, cutting across it, watching as it bled, for almost a minute before Shigaraki came over, holding the vial to her skin.