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47: 𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑥 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑑

"Three thousand six hundred..."

"Three thousand six hundred and one..."

"Three thousand six hundred and two..."

"Three thousand six hundred and three..."

Kira Kokoa stared up at the ceiling. Whispering quietly to herself.

"Three thousand six hundred and four."

She was counting. Seemed to be a decent way to pass the time. She'd count and count and count. Then divide the number once she  reached a reasonably high one to see how much time has passed.

"Three thousand six hundred and four."

She was an hour into what she assumed was her third day here. Or at least an hour after she woke up from a longer sleep. She didn't really have a way to tell time here.

No clocks. No windows. No other people.

She gets about one meal a day. It was different depending on who gave it, at least that's what she assumed. She barely saw them. They opened the door, stuck it in and slid it across the room.

The room was about the size of her dorm room. But it was split in half by a wall of bars like a jail. With a short door in the center. Locked.

Across from her on the opposite side of the room was a thick door. Locked.

The only thing on her side was an inconveniently small toilet. Shoved in the corner by her feet. That's it. No bedding or anything. She laid flat on her back staring up at the single very dim light in her room.

She wondered what the endgame here was.

Was she here because they didn't know what to do with her? Because they were too busy? Or maybe they were just trying to mentally break her before she even really saw them in person.

Maybe it was her quirk. They didn't want to risk her finding out more information by being around her. So they kept her in isolation.

But she still gathered information.

The league wasn't just that anymore. It had merged with another huge villain organization. Which is how they have such a big compound now.

Shigaraki wasn't here. Kira wasn't sure where he was, but he wasn't in commission. Just like all for one they couldn't communicate with him. Without their leaders they couldn't seem to decide what to do with Kira.

"Three thousand six hundred and five."

She wondered where her classmates were. Obviously they knew she was missing by now. Did Todoroki make it seem like she just ran away? With Toga and Twice it would certainly be possible. Or did he just take her and hope for the best?

Kira guessed it was the first one. Shoto wasn't dumb. He might be crazy and siding with the league of villains. But he wasn't dumb.

He also wasn't evil.

Not really. He genuinely seemed to hate himself for what he was doing to her. For having to take her to protect his identity as the traitor. Kira wanted to know what exactly his motivation was.

"It's you or her."

"Mother."

Interesting. Kira wasn't sure what exactly he meant but it certainly gave her something to think about during her solitude.

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Bakugou felt like this all was a waste of time. Everything was a waste of time without Kira at school.