Taken

Injured

As the intense confrontation between Izuku and Shigaraki reached its breaking point, the room was filled with tension and despair. The decay crept closer, threatening to consume the young hero. Izuku's body shook from the strain, his breaths labored, and beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

In a last-ditch effort to break him, Shigaraki unleashed a devastating attack. He used his quirk to create a powerful shockwave, sending Izuku crashing against the decaying wall. The impact was fierce, and a searing pain shot through Izuku's side.

He gritted his teeth to stifle a cry, but he knew the injury was serious. As he looked down, he saw blood seeping from a deep gash on his side where a sharp piece of debris had pierced his skin.

Shigaraki observed the scene with an unsettling grin. "That's the spirit," he taunted, his dark satisfaction evident in his voice. "But you're still just a puppet. Your hope won't save you."

Despite the pain, Izuku refused to let despair take over. He focused on the memories of his friends and mentors, drawing strength from their belief in him. "I won't let you destroy my hope!" he declared, his voice determined, even as his body trembled from the pain.

As the days passed, the injury on Izuku's side worsened. He knew that he needed medical attention, but escape seemed impossible with the League's vigilant watch over him.

In his weakened state, Izuku's spirit wavered, but he clung to the hope of being rescued. He thought about Aizawa and his friends, trusting that they were doing everything in their power to find him.

Twice, the conflicted member of the League, grew increasingly uneasy about Izuku's suffering. He kept a close eye on the young hero, torn between loyalty to the League and his empathy for the captive.

One night, when the League was preoccupied with other matters, Twice approached Izuku secretly. "I know I can't change what we've done, but I'll do my best to keep you safe," he whispered, handing him a small first aid kit.

Izuku's eyes filled with gratitude, and he nodded in acknowledgment. The bandages and antiseptic provided some relief for the injured hero, but he knew it was only a temporary solution.