A Silent Kind of Strength

Chapter 88

It took a minute for Izuku to come back to himself after being overhauled for the last time that night. By the time he was fully aware of what was going on around him he was already up with his arms once more bound behind him and being literally dragged down a hallway by the two goons from earlier. It took him a few seconds longer to manage getting his feet under him so he could stumble forwards and take some of the pressure of his body weight off of his shoulders.

They turned a corner onto a dead end hallway where two other men were obviously standing guard at the only door. When they verified something with Izuku's escort and confirmed with someone over a walkie talkie he was allowed through the door. Well it was more like he was punted through the door with a barked order to behave. And then the door slammed shut and Izuku was alone.

Save for the fact that he was indeed not alone. A tiny face was peeking out at him from behind a bed, a bed surrounded by piles of plushies and toys. Why was he in a room with a kid? Why was there a kid here of all places?! Why?

He slowly sat up from where he had landed, crossing his legs and making no move to go nearer the obviously spooked little critter in the corner. He wasn't able to make out much of their features since they were still half hidden, but he could tell their hair was white and that they had a single tiny little horn on one side of their forehead. He thought their eyes might be red but he couldn't really tell from that angle.

He wished he could try to talk to them. Or even just talk to himself to help calm his own racing heart. But unfortunately the assholes who threw him in here hadn't bothered removing the gag so he was stuck, arms behind his back, and unable to help himself. He sighed before deciding on his next move. He eased backwards bit by bit, slowly giving his little cellmate more room until his back hit a wall. The greenette then did his best to make himself comfortable, leaning back in the best way he could find and letting his eyes slip closed as his head thunked back against the brickwork.

He sighed in exhaustion, feeling phantom fire race through his veins at the mere thought of what he had gone through that night. He did his best to stay unthreatening while also trying to rest. Knowing his luck something else would happen far too soon so he needed to recover as much as he could before he was once again thrown off the deep end.

It was a few minutes before he heard a small shuffle. And a few minutes more before the kid unfroze from the fear of having made a noise. Izuku played with the idea of peeking to see his far they had moved, before his brain was distracted as the sudden cramping of his trapezius almost yanked his head to the left as the muscles clenched in protest from the weird position he had been in several times that day. He wasn't able to stop the quiet gasp of surprised pain. And he immediately sat forwards a bit to see if a different position would help.

It didn't, not really, it probably wouldn't until he was able to get his arms out from behind his back. A whine slipped through as he slowly tilted his head back to the right as far as he could, trying to ease the muscle out of its tantrum. "U-uhm…" His eyes flew open in surprise at hearing the voice. A little girl was kneeling a few feet away from him, looking absolutely terrified, but also strangely determined.

He forced down his instinctual flinch at being snuck up on, staying as still as he could with the rhythmic spasming of his shoulder. He really didn't want to spook her if he could help it. Instead he waited patiently to see what she would say or do with her new found brazenness.