Author: Greetings, everyone, and welcome to the revised chapter for 'The Abused Becomes a Hero'. So here is the thing: I'm revisiting these old chapters and making necessary changes to each of them. I must say, not much will be changed in the old version, but it will be significantly better than the previous iteration. So with that out of the way, ON WITH THE CHAPTER.
Links:
The quirk I'll be using all comes from the page "Quirk Works" by the user "Quirk Wizard" on Tumblr. The link is here: https://quirkwizard.tumblr.com/
Info Card:
CAPITAL LETTER = Yelling
Italic = Thoughts
(*Insert*) = Actions
("Insert") = Translation
"Text" = Voice in head
{Insert} = Stutter Translation
[Quirk Name] = Active quirk
<Text> = Phone call
A/n: I take no credit for any video or images used. All rights go to their respective creators.
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(No one POV)
We open back up to the dimly lit cell, where we see our protagonist lying on the uncomfortable bed, his chest rising and falling, the only indication that he was alive. As the camera shifts closer, the marks of his suffering become more apparent, as bruises can be seen littering his whole body, the result of that deranged doctor.
The fact that Y/n was still sane was a testament to his mental fortitude, but maybe not for long. Looking into his eyes, you could tell he was struggling to hold on to hope. The once bright and lively shine they held has now been replaced by this dull emptiness.
(Y/n POV)
I sighed deeply as he sat up on the bed, trying to figure out how many days had passed since they captured me. The room was still dim as ever, thanks to this stupid bulb dangling from the ceiling. The air was heavy, filled with the scent of sweat and a hint of iron.
Y/n: How long has it been? Two, no maybe three... four or five? Weeks or was it months? Let's just say alot of time has passed and I'm still here.
I said to myself, barely above a whisper.
Y/n: They experimented on me, injecting various drugs, constantly fighting enemies, and (*shudders*) forcibly merging preexisting quirks together.
"Pathetic."
The voices started again, taunting me in my own mind.
It was one of the voices that had plagued me, all because of him, the one who kidnapped me. He has been using his quirk to mentally torture me. Trying to break me and... is almost succeeding.
Y/n: I don't think I can take another session again. I CAN'T, NONONONO I CAN'T.
"Useless."
Another voice echoed through my mind, snapping me back to reality. I looked around, only to remember I was still here. With each passing day, I slowly started to lose hope of ever being rescued.
An exhausted sigh leaves my lips.
Y/n: What's the point... why do I keep on fighting anymore?
I muttered to myself, tears flowing from my eyes. The demons in my head cackle with delight, relishing in my misery. I just brought my knees to my chest and hugged them tightly, but that was short-lived as a henchman opened my cell.
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The Abused Becomes A Hero
FanfictionY/n Rose is a young boy who has experienced nothing but pains his whole life. He was neglected by his parents, abused by his sisters, bullied by his peers, and downright hated by everyone he has ever met. Now you may be asking yourself, what could h...
