If I were in My Hero Academia- Redo

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I woke up in the room I had been in the first time I had waken up.
Dabi sat next to me, sound asleep.
I tried standing, but was met with terrible pain.
I leaned against the wall.
I tapped on dabi's shoulder, moving to his face after he didn't wake up. He still didn't wake up. I checked for anything that might have killed him or put him asleep for a while.
I couldn't find anything.
I noticed he was tied up, his hands tied together with rope. I looked at the other side of me and saw that Hawks and... BAKUGOU?!
And a yellow sleeping bag.
How the hell did they get Aizawa here?
"Bakugou what the fuck happened to you?" I asked.
He didn't respond, he just grunted.
I wasn't tied up. Only everyone else is. Except Aizawa because he's in his bag.
Aizawa opened his sleeping bag, coming out with a mini bottle of vodka visible from the inside of the bag.
He wasn't tied up like the rest of us. Except me of course.
"Holy shit, what happened to you?" Aizawa asked, looking at me.
He walked towards me, sitting directly in front me.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me" I said.
I was wearing a shirt now, a hoodie, actually.
It was maroon colored, and it looked like Dabi's, judging by how big it is.
That 5'9 purple bastard.
I looked to see Shigaraki still sitting at the bar, this time he was popping Advil like it was candy. Damn save some for me would you?
I mean, I get you have issues, but chill on the drugs.
I heard loud and aggravated groaning, then speaking.
"What the hell? Where am I?" Bakugou asked, calmer than I've ever seen him.
Shigaraki turned his head.
It managed to wake up Hawks, but not Dabi.
"What's happening did I die?" Hawks asked, his words slurring.
"How did everyone get here?" I asked.
"I don't fucking know, one second I was in my apartment, the next I'm here" Aizawa said. That made it make more sense as to why he's here.
"I got kidnapped" Bakugou said. "I hated that camp anyways"
"What about Dabi?" Hawks asked.
"He's probably dead" I admitted.
As soon as I said that, I watched him regain consciousness.
"What the hell" He said, blankly.
"I'm trapped in a room with two heroes, a villain, and-" Bakugou paused. "Aria?"
"That's my name, don't wear it out" I said, fed up with all of Shigaraki "How the hell did they even get all of us here?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know"
A rush of adrenaline and pain came over me.
My eyes started to water, my breathing turned into  panting. My body pained with every inhale.
Tears streamed down my cheeks.
Bakugou stared at me with concern.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked, his voice as gruff as always.
"I got shot a few times, nothing serious" I answered, my voice breathy. "What day is it? How long have I been here?"
"Aria, you said you were fine!" Aizawa said, pissed because I lied.
"Aria, it's only been four days" Dabi answered, sounding just as normal as he always does. "Are you okay?"
"I can't hear a word you're saying" I said.
"I said-" Dabi tried to repeat.
Shigaraki walked in, under the effects of the Advil he ate like it was candy. His words slurred, he's probably drunk as well.
"If you keep crying, I'll give you something to cry about" Shigaraki threatened me.
I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes and played it off like nothing ever happened.
He stumbled off.
Tears still streaming down my eyes, everyone went silent.
"Are you okay? That looked intense" Hawks said. I couldn't tell if he was sarcastic or not.
"So you heard him, but not me? I'm right next to you" Dabi said.
"Huh?" I asked.
I can't understand what he's talking about. I couldn't hear what Shigaraki said, I just read his lips.
My breathing continued to get faster and faster with every ounce of pain I experienced.
I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. I'm a human being, and I cry.
My breathing paces to my pulse.
Tears stream back down my cheeks, blood drips from my nose.
I began to sob, everyone started staring back at me.
"Aria, stop crying it can't hurt that bad to get shot!" Bakugou yelled.
I continued to sob.
I reached my hand under my shirt, checking if I still had a bra on. I did.
I took my shirt off, three bullet holes stood red, crusted over with blood and bacteria.
Bakugou's eyes widened, he loosened his grip on the contraption holding him on the wall.
"Holy shit, does it hurt?" Bakugou asked.
"What the hell do you think, moron!" I yelled back.
I kept wiping the tears from my face, blood from biting down on my lip to stop crying.
"Aria, you need to calm down" Aizawa said, putting his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm fine!" I whispered, trying not to make it too obvious I was in excruciating pain.
I screamed onto the hoodie, the thick cotton and polyester muffling my screams of agony.
I lifted my head from the screaming and wiped blood from my nose.
I hit my head against the wall, still holding my stomach.
Shigaraki walked back in, Aizawa activated his quirk.
"Don't hurt her, dumbass. You've already done enough to traumatize her to the point where she can barely walk" Dabi said, his voice serious.
Aizawa deactivated his quirk, then looking at Dabi.
Shigaraki grabbed my arm, somehow not decaying me.
He lifted me up, then dragged me to a different room.
"What the hell?" I asked, still whispering.
He stopped dragging me.
"You're a special one, y'know. If I'm not able to decay you, something must be wrong" he said.
I didn't even realize that.
He pushed me to the ground, I landed ass first.
Ow, damn you didn't have to push me so hard.
He stopped for a second, as if he were bracing himself.
"Let's end this, shall we?" He asked.
"What the FU-"
He jumped on top of me, pinning my arms to the ground.
"Hey, what the hell are you-" I tried to speak, but was cut off by Shigaraki's hand being put over my mouth.
I mumbled.
"Ahevstalnegsgjahsynwh" I tried to talk.
He shushed me.
That bastard
He lifted his hand from my arm and put it to my neck, strangling me.
I used my free hand to try and pry his hand off me.
My muscles tightened, I started banging his head in with my fist.
My legs were stuck with my knees bent, I could feel the warmth from his hand seeping on to my cold body.
I remember we learned this in science.
It always goes from hot to cold from hot to cold from hot to cold you know it goes from hot to cold from hot to cold from hot to cold.
I hated our thermal energy unit.
My muscles relaxed, my head felt heavy, and my mouth was dry.
"You bastard" I choked out.
He let go.
"Bastard?"
"Yeah, bastard, what else would I have said?!" I yelled.
"SHUT UP!" he yelled back.
The silence was killing me just as bad as the pain was.
"You don't know what it feels like to have killed your whole family! You don't even know what it feels like to have bad allergies! You don't even know what it feels like to be kept inside your whole life! To not fit in, to be abused, to ruin your life!" He ranted.
"I ruined my life when I was nine!"
"I was five!"
"I was assaulted in my friends basement!" I admitted. "shit"
I had only told my parents and friends about that.
He was going to use that against me somehow.
"Tell me more..." He said mysteriously.
"No!"
"TELL ME!"
I screamed as he lunged at me with a knife he pulled out of thin air.
"AHHHHHHHHHH" I Screamed.
"SHUT UP!"
"WAIT!"
"WHAT?!"
"AHHHHHHHHHH"
I only became silent after a scwelching sound burst through my eardrums.
SHNNK
I gasped, my breathing even heavier.
He grabbed my arm again, this time he dragged me back.
When we got to the doorframe, he threw me Back in, landing on my knees.
He closed the door behind him.
"Since when was there a door?" Hawks asked.
"I have never seen that before in my life" Dabi said.
I sat Infront of the closed door, my muscles still somewhat tight from being strangled.
My hair is barely knotted somehow, and my previous scars are starting to open back up.
Why is this happening to me?
Footsteps got louder from behind me, then someone sat next to me.
Aizawa.
"What did he do to you?" Aizawa asked, his voice serious as it was before I left.
I didn't respond, I myself didn't know what happened.
He sighed.
"Come here" he said, holding his arms out.
I moved so I could hug him back.
"So you'll hug him but not me?!" Hawks asked.
"Shut up, Hawks" Aizawa said.
He and Dabi started talking.
My head hurts and everything is spinning.
I can feel my heart beating through my chest.
Aizawa must have heard it too, because he hugged me less tight.
"Are you okay?" Aizawa asked, releasing me from the hug.
I shook my head no.
"What's wrong?" He asked, confused.
"I'm too shaky to count. Can you um- count my pulse for me?" I asked, whispering and holding out my arm.
It felt weird to ask for help. I've never had to because I've never been in a situation like this.
"You shouldn't have to be afraid to ask for help, Aria"
He grabbed my wrist. He must have seen the opening scars, because immediately, he looked back at me. Then he looked back at my wrist.
He put two fingers to my veiny wrist and started counting.
Ten seconds and he looked scared.
He started counting again, he was so sure he messed up.
"What's thirty-four times six?" He asked the first time.
I shrugged.
He can't expect me to answer that, can he?
"Two hundred and four, why?" Hawks answered.
I didn't think anything of it, I could barely hear them.
"Aizawa ,what the fuck does two hundred and four mean?" Hawks asked.
He counted again, just to make sure he had  counted right.
"What's thirty-five times six?" He asked again.
"Aizawa, why does the number keep going up?" Hawks asked again.
"What the hell is it?!" I yelled.
"Two hundred and ten" Hawks said. "What the hell is happening?"
I managed to make out what he was saying.
"Supraventricular tachycardia" I whispered, breathing as much as I could to keep my heart pumping blood.
Aizawa looked at my stomach.
"Did you just get stabbed?" He asked.
I nodded.
"Aria, I don't think you'll live long enough to tell me why you're so accident prone"
"It wasn't an accident" I whispered.
"I know, it's just a-"
I looked at my arms, watching as blood poured out of the fully open scars.
Aizawa quickly got up and grabbed the hoodie.
"Put this on and calm down. You not being calm won't help you at all, it'll kill you"
I did as he said, putting it on and trying to calm down.
I lied down.
Aizawa felt my forehead with the back of his hand.
"You're freezing"
"I'm fine"
I want to go home.
I need to go home.
Accept it, Aria. You're weak as everyone else in your family is. The only reason you're still alive is because you don't know how to give up and let go. You are a burden on everyone at UA. You can't go home ever again. You're stuck here forever.  A voice talked to me in my head, in my very own voice.
Tears filled my eyes, but I stayed silent.
"You can cry, I'll fight him this time" Aizawa said.
I shook my head.
"Not yet" I whispered back.
He lied down next to me.
"Let me see your wrist again" he said.
I pulled down my sleeve and shakily lifted my arm. He grabbed it and did the same thing he did before.
I could see his head bobbing to my pulse.
"What's twenty-seven times six?" He asked.
"One hundred and sixty two, I keep having to ask why?" Hawks said again.
"I'm checking her pulse, it's going down which is good"
"That's her pulse?" Dabi asked.
"Unfortunately" I said.
He let go of my arm and I pulled my sleeve back up.
"You look sick" Aizawa pointed out.
"I'm dying, of course I look sick" I said.
"You're not dying"
"I've been shot three times and stabbed, isn't that enough?"
"You're pale and have big black bags under your eyes. Not to mention the fact that Dabi and Hawks told me about what happened yesterday"
I groaned.
"Why did you do that?" He asked, his voice normal instead of serious.
"I didn't want to live anymore. I saw it as an opportunity to go home" I said. "not that it would matter to you because you've probably tried to do the same thing I had"
"Y'know, you're not wrong"
I tried to laugh.
It only resulted in me coughing blood.
"Woah, don't do that again" he said, a glimpse of humor in his voice.
"If I'm being honest, I wouldn't do that again. Even if I was pain free for a while, I forgot what pain felt like and when it wore off after I threw everything up. I don't think I should've done it in the first place"
"You're right. You really, really shouldn't have"
"Oh"
"It's alright, you didn't know"
How do I tell him the truth?
"Actually-"
"You knew, didn't you?"
I didn't say anything.
"I was dumb once too"
"I'm not-"
I shot up, coughing even more blood.
"Maybe you are dying"
"I see what's happening now"
"What?"
"You're experiencing guilt from Oboro Shirikumo's death-"
"We don't talk about him"
"I'm right though, am I?"
"You are, but that doesn't mean anything"
"Oh, but it does. You're afraid to lose me too"
"What?"
"You already know that you're a TV show in my universe so this should make a lot of sense. I know that I remind you of him, alot more than I would like to believe" I said. "I don't know what does, maybe it's the personality? Whatever it is, you see him in me. That's why you're so attached to me"
He ignored me, grabbing my wrist again.
From what I could see, the blood had dried and crusted over.
"You know too much, and not just medical shit" Aizawa said, this time he was not too happy.
"Im- I'm sorry for bringing him up" I apologized.
"It's fine, just don't do it again"
I nodded.
"It's getting better"
"What is it?"
"One hundred and forty two"
"It's not great"
"It's something better than before, definitely better than two hundred and four"
I sat up, holding my knees.
"Are you alright?"
I nodded.
"I'm fine, my whole body just hurts"
I felt something dripping down my forehead.
I wiped it off and saw blood.
"Oh, it's fine. My old scars are starting to reopen so there'll be a lot of blood"
"Aria, what have you eaten since you've been here?"
"I haven't been able to eat anything without throwing it up. I can't even drink anything anymore"
"Your body isn't getting the things necessary to live and function" He sat up. "Your body uses Energy to keep your scars closed and healed. You, don't have any energy. That's why you're so shaky and passing out all the time"
I nodded.
"I've been throwing up blood for the past month I've been here" I said. "it's called Haematemesis"
"I know. You said it in the ransom video"
"You guys didn't pay them, did you?"
"What are you talking about? We payed them a couple days ago?"
"Then why am I still here?"
His expression lightened.
"I don't know, but that could mean something happened with the transferring process"
"You think?"
I stood up, using the wall as support.
Blood ran down my legs, making it look like I got my period.
What day even is it?
"What day is it?" I asked, yawning.
"It's November 3rd" Aizawa answered.
"Well shit" I whispered.
"Well shit what?"
I scootched to the closed door, my hands raw from scraping against the rough brick wall.
"Heyy, Shigaraki" I started. "Listen buddy, someone needs to go to the store and get me some pads alright?"
The door opened.
"Aren't you only eleven?"
"Yeah but I know someone who got theirs in second grade"
Shigaraki popped his head in the doorway.
"Oh shit"
I looked down and saw a whole puddle of blood soaking my already soaked socks.
"Eh, most of it is natural bloodshed"
Aizawa groaned, lying back down.
He doesn't like my sense of humor.
"Yeah, I'm sure one of you can go"
"What?" Dabi asked.
"One of us?" Aizawa shot back up.
"I can't go, I'm dying" I said.
"I'll go I guess" Aizawa said.
"Thank you, you're a lifesaver"
I went to go back to sit next to Aizawa.
Before I could even let go of the wall, I felt dizzy.
My vision went wacky again and I held onto the wall even tighter.
When it cleared up, my legs gave out, falling to my knees.
I began to cough.
Blood came up from my throat, choking me.
I put my sleeves over my mouth, the cotton absorbing the blood.
I took the sleeves off and gasped.
"What the hell was that?" Hawks asked.
"I was choking... on my blood" I said.
I moved back towards Aizawa and lied down.
He grabbed my wrist for the last time.
My breathing slowed, my eyelids felt heavy.
"It's too low now. What do you do to make your pulse go crazy?"
I was too tired to respond.
"Aria" He said my name. "Aria"
My head feels so heavy, my eyelids flutter. The bright lights make my head hurt more.
"Aria!"

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