𝘞𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘋//𝘐. 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

8. 𝘚𝘓𝘐𝘗𝘗𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘖𝘜𝘎𝘏 𝘔𝘠 𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘌𝘙𝘚

"I need to get my stuff... and get the hell out of here..." Y/n hummed. She very quietly made her way down the hall, you could barely hear her feet tapping against the cold tiles of the base hallways. Her ears could pick up distant sounds, there was a fight going on. Multiple, she noticed; the sounds came from different directions. "I wonder if he's..." She whispered to herself then shook her head furiously. 'Now is not the time to worry. I need to get my shit and find him. We'll fight our way out of this place and then maybe... maybe I can...'

She wallowed in her own sorrowful wishful thinking while she searched for her grandfather's office where she knew her belongings would be. Y/n knew that she couldn't become a hero. Even if she managed to escape with Katsuki, the fact remains that hero society wants her gone. And her having a quirk is going to make them hate her even more. If she did make it out she'd have to hide it, forget about becoming a hero and just become a doctor or even join the police force. There are other ways to help people. She'll lead a fulfilling life, hero or not. She'll be with Hana. With Izuku.

At least that's what she tried to keep thinking so that she could hang on to her sanity.

Finally, she'd reached the office door. She knew it was his office because this was the only room that was off-limits to almost everyone in the League. He promised he'd show her its contents when she inherited his quirk. "Ah well. I don't have the whole thing but one of his quirks would still count." She grumbled before pulling her leg back and kicking the oak door with a large metal padlock down. Before she walked in, she spotted a camera at the end of the hall; Its lens was glaring in her direction. She squinted and put her middle finger up, she pressed it against her lips and blew a kiss to the camera.

Very slowly, she stepped into the room. Y/n's steps were careful and tedious. She was wary of any traps that he might've set. He was crazy after all, who knew what he'd do in his own private little mancave? The room itself was relatively large and with many cupboards, files and a desk centred in front of the wall facing the door. Large, yes, but the cupboards made it quite narrow. She browsed the files as she walked, eyes wandering through the many unfamiliar names. Perhaps quirks and their previous owners?

Y/n paused when she spotted neatly folded clothes laid out on one of the chairs in front of his desk, with a paper on top of them that said 'Y/n'. She frowned and shuffled towards it. When she put the paper away on the desk, she saw that her phone was laying on the clothes. Y/n held up the clothes in front of her to examine and raised a brow when she noticed that these were the clothes she had on when she got kidnapped. She'd come here for her phone, but that was definitely a nice surprise given that she wasn't wearing much of anything at that moment. The minimal clothing that she had on to allow the liquid to soak into her skin wasn't doing a great job of keeping her warm.

Before she slipped into her old clothes, she made sure to study every inch of the fabric to make sure that it wasn't tampered with in any way. She searched for a tracker or anything that might give All for One information about her or her whereabouts. She did the same with her phone, and when she didn't find anything she slipped into the clothes. "Huh... This is kind of tighter than I remember..." She muttered, noticing how the fabric stretched as she moved her shoulders. Y/n raised a brow at the protruding muscle and tutted. He really worked her hard these past two months.

She sat down with a sigh. The phone was still charged, it wasn't used at all since she got taken. Y/n removed the case off of the phone and let out a relieved sigh when she saw the All Might trading card. This was her prized possession.

A smile stretched her face for the first time in months as she recalled the day she got the card with Izuku and Katsuki. It was such a crazy coincidence! The three of them getting the same card of their favourite hero on the same day? It's been with her since that day. Izuku kept his too, but she wasn't sure about Katsuki. It was weird to look at now that she knew the truth about All Might's relations with her. A thought suddenly popped up in her head: 'I wonder if Nana knew...'.