Take My Hand

7 years

It's been 7 year 5 months 22 days since Izuku was taken. And during that time he has had to find his own light while darkness tried to consume him. Numbness seeping through the cracks. Almost like he'd entered into a deep hibernation. Izuku knew he had lost something that he had once held dear had been stolen from him. His heart is heavy with a gaping hole from thoughts of the people he was ripped away from. The dream of escaping became exactly that.. a dream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It burns!! Stoppp!" The scream wrenching izuku from his thoughts. Before he could turn his head the smell of burnt flesh hits him full force almost drawing out a gag.

"I told you, if you tell me what we want to know, I'll make your death painless. All you're doing is drawing out the inevitable." Dabi drawls out.

"S-screw you bastards. Why would I tell you villains anything?" The man forces out through clenched teeth.

Izuku finally turned toward the horrid scene laid before him. The air shimmered with embers just ten feet ahead, the broken figure of a hero chained up in an orange spandex suit. The man let out a snarl that echoed through the room. Izuku exhaled and closed his eyes tightly wishing he didn't have to be here to witness such torture. When he opened them, the man's eyes bored into izuku making him feel like he was inches from his face. He looked up and tried to hold in his shriek everything inside wanted to scream and cry for the man chained up. No human being deserves this good or bad.

The hero looked like a doll that had gotten too close to fire. Face burned to char. Melting like a candle. One eye bulged, exposed. The other eye had slid down his face, his cheek sagging. His lips drooped as he pushed himself to speak.

His twisted lips parted. “You disgusting people even recruited children?” his gaze never leaves izuku. "Boy are you being forced to be here? Run away and get help!"

Izuku wished he could get help for the man. But ultimately he couldn't do that without his little boy's life being endangered. Kota is only six years old and he promised to always protect him until they got out of here. So he did the only thing he could and turned his head away. Letting the hero's words fall on deaf ears.

"HAHAHAHAHA… oh my gosh I can't believe he thought our precious zu would help him!" Toga laughed out bending as her laughter continued.

"Shut the hell up Toga! Let's just finish this." Dabi says calmly.

"Fine, fine just let me make him bleed a little." She screeches excitedly.

As their arguing continues the man's eyes still look to Izuku for a sliver of hope. So he shakes his head no and mouths sorry.

“Don't you dare apologize to me you shitty villain!” the horrible, garbled voice snarled, each word hitting Izuku's heart. “Do you know how long I've been trapped here? Being tortured by children. They should have disposed of you disgusting people. Society is better off than letting such evil run rampant."

The Hero tried to pull himself up, hands clutching the chains, melted fingers, bone peeking through. Izuku wanted to run and barrel through the doors and disappear.

“Listen to me, you selfish brats. You are all going to regret doing this the others will come for me and take you to prison where you belong —”

A large needle plunges into his stomach. Halting the man's speech. Toga's face twisted with ecstasy as she collected his blood. As it's done filling she rips it out of his stomach and turns to dabi.

"Dabs I'm bored, let zu finish up and come play with me." She says with a pleading face.

Blue eyes look towards the green haired boy "you good with that kid?"