03: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘛𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘪 𝘍𝘶𝘫𝘪𝘬𝘰

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'How long have I been here again? It feels like forever. It feels like I ask myself that question alot. I can count..I guess. One...two...three...four...five...six...seven...eight...night...ten...eleven...tweleve... thirteen...fourteen...fifteen...sixteen...
Seventeen...eighteen...nineteen...twenty. oh, no good I can't see anymore bruises. That's a little less than last time. I should start on my second leg now, then my arm, and then the right, then my stomach. I'll keep going till I can get to a hundred. I wish I had a book. How long has it been? Am I still smart? I wonder. I'm so hungry...I want..I want some noodles. Yeah and some orange chicken or maybe some dorayaki. That sounds amazing. Maybe even some icecream. Oh wow...it's been so long since I had some icecream. So cold...and so good.'

"Tsuski!" She heard a voice ringing in her head. A sweet and comforting one, a motherly one. 'Oh right...I'm sorry..I came close to living but..I'm no good. I can't do a damn thing right.
That's probably why..back then I let you down."

"Remember if you ever try to escape. I'll kill you" she remembered Shigaraki's words and sighed looking down at her lap. "No...you don't have to do that. I'll stay here forever. I'll stay until I die. It's what I deserve at least."

"Tsuski!" She heard and opened her eyes. She gasped and looked to the side, she saw that her head was resting on a lap. She looked up to see her. She was petting her head. She squinted her eyes, letting her tears fall and she gave a closed eye smile. "Right! Your waiting for me to come home, aren't you?" She sighed. "I'm sorry for being gone after dark! I'll come home right away!"

She tried to get up but the woman laided her back down. "Uh uh, Tsuski. Your to tired to get up. Just lay here for now."
Tsuski sighed but contented to the womans wishes. "Tsuski...you can't...come home just yet" she smiled making the girl spill more tears. "Why not?! It's after dark time after! You missed me, didn't you? I have to get home!" She panicked.

"But, Tsuski. Everyone's waiting for you" she sighed, running her fingers through the girls hair. "Huh?" She questioned. "Everyone is waiting for you, Tsuski. Aunt Kayama especially!" She explained. "Aunt Kayama..." Tsuski muttered. "And you still have to apologize to that boy who you were mean to" she laughed and booped her nose.

"No but..I'm sure he's forgotten me! He won't mind! I'm sure of it! Please, I just want to come home" she whined and gripped the womans skirt. "I know but...you can't. Tsuski, you have to keep living. Everyone...is already waiting for you! They're so excited to meet you and shake your hand. You have to keep going, on foot after another, you have to keep living. Even if I'm not by your side...so many people who will cherish you, will be. Soon these people will become your treasures, precious memories your bound to make." The woman softly spoke and wiped her tears.

"But I'm so tired, I don't-know how to keep living!" Tsuski admitted throught more tears. "One foot after the other. Small steps. That's all you need to make...so please keep living"

Her eyes opened suddenly and she looked around, and the up. Her wrists were still bound to the wall. "Oh right...I'm still here" she sighed and let her head fall. "I guess..dying is something even I don't deserve. That's okay...I guess."

The door creaked open, not even bothering the girl. Was he here to take more frustration out on her? Was he angry again? She didn't know nor did she care to know, she would just take the hits.

"Tsuski?! Tsuski Fujiko!" She heard a male voice shout. She slowly raised her head to see that same pro hero, Eraserhead. Her eyes were droopy and felt like shutting, eye bags under her eyes, body littered in bruises, hair tangled and messy, cuts and scrapes everywhere, dirt stains on her shirt, skinny and malnourished, she had looked dead.

The students and Pro heros, eyes had widned at the disturbing sight of this girl. Eraserhead quickly ran to her and crouched down, he pressed his fingers to her neck to check the girls pulse. "She's alive!" Eraserhead shouted. "Rock lock! I need you to take these shackles off! They're tight! They might cut off her circulation!"

The man nodded and rushed to the girl as everyone outside kept watch for any villains. Rock lock broke the shackles off the wall with a grunt. "These are gonna have to be removed with something professional. They're tight" he sighed. Eraserhead carried the girl like a newly wedded bride and wrapped his scarf around her.

"All right! Move out! We have her!" Eraserhead ordered and ran out the door with her, the heros following. Tsuski took gentle breaths as she looked at her new surroundings. She was being taken outside? What had shined in her face, she assumed to be the sun. It had been so long, she has forgotten what the sky looked like. It was blue of course, fluffy white clouds everywhere and a bright yellow sun. They excited through an alley way and made it to a van, after all boarding they drove away quickly.

"Midnight. Can you identify her?" Eraserhead panted still holding the girl. "Please, let me see her" Midnight shuddered and moved closely to him. The rest watched in anticipation as Eraserhead let Midnight get a closer look at her. She cupped her face and moved her bangs out of her face. "She has a birth mark! Exactly on her hip! I'll need to..." Midnight sighed and looked at the baggy shirt. "Do what you need to. We'll look away" Eraserhead sighed and looked to the side as everyone else did as well.

Midnight trembled as she slowly lifted the shirt up slightly and pulled her shorts down a little, there it was. The birthmark...but also a huge scar on her stomach. She clasped her hand over her mouth and became teary eyed. "Oh, Tsuski!" She cried and held her face with her own hand, gently and so scared. The van of pros sighed in relief as Mirio looked at the girl with sadness painting his face.

"It's her, everyone! We saved her!"

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