TEENAGE FEVER ๏ MY HERO ACADEMIA

PROLOGUE

Cold, tired, starved and bleeding.

For now, that was all you knew as you lay right sided on the wooden floor boards beneath you. With the slow movements of your hands, you could tell they we're bound together. There was something wet covering your eyes, but you could see the faint light of the room as you groggily opened one.

For a moment, your brain was fuzzy. But then, it didn't go away. You took sharper breaths as you tried to remember something. Anything. And yet nothing came to mind. It was strange, you felt...weird.

You had no evidence, and yet you could tell the temperature of the room was 22.3 degrees. By the lack of sound and breathing -expect on your part- there was no one else in the room. You were wearing some cotton clothing that should be washed soon enough. And by the smell of the place, this had to be some kind of bar.

Escape.

That's it. When you tried thinking of anything about you, that's all that came to mind. Not a name, a place or an age, but rather a plan. You were telling yourself to escape. But escape from what? The chains around your wrists? This strange bar?

You felt at the chains that bonded your wrists together, you grabbed the chain that held them he started to pull on it, making your own body slid against the cold hard floor of fake wood. The chain grip got stronger, meaning you were nearing some kind of wall. Your legs were free so you moved them around and hit them against the dingy sounding wall. You pulled backwards with the strength you had, wrapping your hands around the chain until it came loose against the wall and your back roughly hit the wall.
Your bare feet slid against what you guessed was a brick wall, causing a stinging sensation to bite at them.

You ignored the prickly feeling and rushed your now free hands to your head, pulling the wet cloth around your eyes away. Your suspicions were correct, you were in a bar. A dusty, wet and dingy-smelling bar that looked run-down.
There wasn't a soul in the bar either.

Escape.

The voice kept repeating the same words again. The constant cacophony got louder and louder, until it sounded like it was belting at you, screaming with all it's might. Your breaths were sharp, but they were painful. Each time you breathed, it felt like needles stabbing into your lungs a thousand times.

You pushed yourself off the cold, hard ground and up onto your knees. You weren't at your best, and as you stood up to find a way out, your posture was slumped forward. The heavy chains didn't do any help either. Your knees could buckle at any moment, but you couldn't afford to give up now, the voice was deafening your ears.

You looked around the room. A 1950's dukebox in the corner, but it looked close to being broken. 5 chairs at the bar, but the second one is the only one that has been used in a long time due to the more broken features to it, a plain brick-wall which only decoration was a slashed poster of a very strong man in it.

Turning to your left, your eyes caught the blood on your shoulder, you lifted your hand up to touch your head, you stopped at the painful sensation you got when you touched the bloody wound too close to your eye, reaching your hands back out, you saw the blood-stain fingertips and clenched your hands.

What, who and why the hell.
You didn't know. You didn't know where you were, how you got here or who you were. it wasn't the best type of feeling. You didn't know why you could easily point out the fact that you were unconscious for near 8 hours, nor why you could tell the cloth around your eyes you recently discarded was placed on your head near 20 minutes ago.

It wasn't normal, at least you knew that.

 Escape. Escape now.

The voice got more demanding. Near the front of the bar, there was a strange portal of purple mass. Your brain said 'no', but the voice in your head said otherwise, so you slowly took rough and stiff steps towards the purple void against your better judgement.
Stopping millimeters before mysterious matter, you flicked the chains into the mass and then took it out a second later. it was completely unchanged.