Confusion || Todoroki vs Bakugo x Reader

~Forty Two~

Y/n felt cold. The soft futon she had fallen asleep on was now hard, like concrete. She could tell it was dark even though her eyes were still closed. She stretched her arms only to hear the sound of metal clinking against the cold floors. Her eyes shot open and she realized she was in a basement, chained to the wall by thick, heavy, metal chains. Her hands were a lot smaller than that of a 15 year old. She looked around and recognized the basement to be that of her fathers. Suddenly she felt scared and panicked, unable to calm down. She pulled and tugged at the chains but all she managed to do was rip the skin around her wrists. Blood started to slowly drip down her arms. She attempted to use her powers on the chains but nothing happened. 

"Let me out!" She yelled, her voice was young but also frightened.

Her breathing picked up once she realized there was no one on the other side of the door. She was all alone with nothing but four empty walls around her and chains keeping her from leaving. She couldn't remember the last time she ate or even had a sip of water. 

"I'll do better, I promise so please just let me out!" She cried out. 

Her screams continued for what felt like eternity until finally the door creaked open. In came a small boy, around the age of 10. His grey hair was messy and covered his eyes. All Y/n could see was his creepy smile. 

"Father has great plans for you. You should be grateful."

"Tell your father to let me go." Y/n was on guard, her voice defensive.

"Why would I? This is part of your punishment for not getting stronger. Besides, we could have so much fun like this." His smile grew creepier as he approached her. 

His finger touched her hand and the skin began to disintegrate. He lifted it and proceeded to grab her arm. He continued to do this over and over as her skin would turn to dust with each touch. 

"You shouldn't have asked for a break you know. You don't have that kind of right." He placed his hands on her neck but nothing happened this time.

"I could kill you right now and you wouldn't be able to do anything." He laughed.

His laughs got louder as everything slowly turned black.

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You shot up from your futon, breathing uncontrollably and covered in sweat. You looked around and saw the girls sleeping soundly in their own futons. 'It was just another memory-dream.' Taking a deep breath you got up and left the room. It was still dark outside, the clock let you know it was 4a.m. You splashed your face with some cold water before going out on a run. You took a book with you and decided to read it once you found a nice spot in the forest. You climbed up on one of the trees and started reading.

By the time you came back it was already 5:30 and your whole class was gathered outside with Aizawa. 

"Where were you?" He asked in his usual stern/fatherly voice. 

"I went for a run." 

Your class seemed confused while Aizawa understood immediately. He knew you only willingly went for runs when you needed to clear your head. 

"Well, we start training now so get ready." You gave him a slight nod and joined your classmates.

In the morning all of you did the physical exam from the beginning of the school year to see how much everyone had improved. Once that was done Aizawa gave all of you separate tasks that would help improve your quirks and keep you busy for the rest of the day. 

Bakugo had to put both of his hands in boiling water to expand his sweat glands and create explosions repeatedly to increase the scale of his attacks.