Not Yet ~ Completed

Finally Something

Tws!! Violence, selling of people,

Izuku's POV

I don't know how long I've been here but honestly? It feels like months. I could feel the multiple zip ties digging into my wrists as my body jerked with tics.

They were more violent then usual due to the routine of death I gained whilst being here. I couldn't tell how much time passed between each routine but I was sure it couldn't of been much.

I growl quietly as I see that bastard walk in. Guess it's time to restart. Again. We just did this not that long ago.

My eyes widen as I see the gun in his hand. Fuck.

"Oh Izuku, are you ready?" His red eyes glittered as he looked down at my beaten frame. His eyes gleam as he points the gun right at my neck. "Make sure to scream yeah? I wanna know how bad this hurts."

I didn't even have time to process as he pulled the trigger, bullet shooting straight through my larynx. My vision went white, pain overloading my senses.

God he really knows how to make shit hurt.

I could feel the familiar plastic material wrap around my neck. I tried my best to sneak a peek, not normally having this chance.

I glanced down momentarily to see film being wrapped around my neck. Film? But that doesn't make sense? My quirk is immortality? Why is film there? There has to be something more too it. An immortality quirk shouldn't have an effect like this?

I sigh internally, deciding to figure it out more once I'm out of here. I could feel that asshole shoving clothes at me for when I could move.

Most of them time I didn't have a shirt as they didn't want to break my zip ties cause they know id attack them.

But this time I felt something that at least slightly resemble a shirt.

"Ritsu will help you get dressed." He spat as he leaves the room. "Remember. Not a scratch on him. I'm finally selling the bastard."

My eyes widen in horror as I hear that from the doorway. Selling!? He's stooping that low!?

Ritsu giggles. I could see her giving a saluting motion before skipping in. I finally felt the film fade as she walked up to me.

"Come on! Up an attem!!" She pulls me up by my arm, making me wince slightly.

Despite my wounds being healed I was still heavily sore. I watched as she tightly put a corset on me with a tight pair of leather pants.

God I feel like I can't move in these. I've always hated leather, it's so ick.

I sighed as I walked with Ritsu out of the room. I carefully looked around, trying not to be too suspicious. Ritsu shoved me into a meeting room, looking around I took notice of the people at the table.

There for four, Chisaki, who I recognized as the head of the Yakuza, I totally haven't been trying to take his ass down in my free time. Haru, Chisaki's right hand, he was quite handsome in his own right I guess.

Shigaraki and Dabi were there as well, thank fuck. I know neither of these options are great however, if they won whatever this was I'd have a better chance at actually living as soon as I tell them who the fuck I am.

Yes, I'm going to tell them, I gotta get out of here some how.

I looked Shigaraki directly in the eyes, hoping that he recognized me somehow. I feel his red eyes baring into me, I knew he recognized me, at least somewhat. Considering his childish behavior whatever he's feeling besides familiarity should be enough to get me out without many injuries.