17 - Shadows and Voices

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Izuku was shoved from behind, the door locking behind him. He stared up at the little window, orange eyes burning into him.

"Let's see how long you last." She smirked before the window shut, leaving him on the floor.

"Deku-kun?"

His eyes shot up to the voice. Ochako was sitting on the end of a mat, blanket and pillow folded neatly.

"Ochako?"

He crawled over the her, crossing his legs and sitting opposite her. "Your back?"

Izuku looked down, shame in his eyes.

"We all have tried to escape at least once while we've been in here, so don't feel so guilty. Ok?"

Izuku looked up in shock. Ochako smiling back at him. She crawled over to him and hugged him. That's when Izuku started sobbing.

"Shhh it's ok Deku, you're ok.." she rubbed his back and pulled him closer. (If that was even possible)

The duo sat on the floor as Izuku wept. 20 minutes later he calmed down into soft sniffling.

"Here let's go draw" Ochako stood up, holding her hand out and pulling him up to his feet. She guided him to the other side of the room, where there were some books and pencils on the floor.

They sat down and grabbed a scrapbook each, sitting in a comfortable silence as they drew.

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Half an hour later was when Izuku started feeling the effects of the liquid they injected into him.

At first it started as dizziness that he brushed off. But that lead to him seeing things.

Every once in a while something moved in the corner of the room. He would still his movements, looking around the room before continuing again.

Then the voices started. The whispering of voices echoed. Some telling him sweet nothings and comforting him while the others threatened him.

He looked around panicked before brushing it all off. After a few minutes Ochako started to notice.

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"Hey are you ok?"

He looked into her hazelnut eyes. "Huh? What do you mean?"

She closed the book, placing gently in front of her.

"You're acting weird? I guess. You just keep looking around or look panicked."

There were a few silent beats before he spoke again.

"I don't know what they've drugged me with but I keep seeing things in the corner of my eyes."

"Like what?"

"Like huge black figures, creeping around the room. They look like monsters... and there's voices everywhere." He pulled his knees to his chest and brought his hands over his ears, as tears fell from his eyes.

Ochakos eyes widened as she watched him go into a panic. She slid forward, gently placing her hands on his knees. "Hey, your ok.. it's just me. No one else is in here" She cooed, hoping to settling him down.

"They're everywhere chako. The voices. They want to hurt me. They want me to die." He whimpered pitifully.

The locks on the door clicked as it was opened. A masked figure in all white walked in. Another person followed as a wheelchair with restraints was pushed in.

The first figure pushed Ochako harshly out the way, before grabbing Izuku from behind. He screamed and kicked as they forced him into the wheelchair.

"Hey! Leave him alone." Ochako pushed herself up and pushed one of the figures, making them stumble back.

She turned to the one holding Izuku down and tried ripping them off of the panicking boy. "Don't touch him! Get off!" She screamed.

Another person came into the room and pulled her off the figure. Pushing her harshly to the floor. She yelled in pain as she landed on her wrist funny. Tears welled in her eyes as a needle was struck in her neck. The fluid rushing into her blood stream.

Not even a few minutes later black dots began to fill her vision. The last thing she saw was Izuku crying and being wheeled out.

// Published : 18th Jan 2023 \\

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