Izuku's first person view
It's been over a month since I was taken to this place-a hellish nightmare I can't wake up from. My body feels like it's not even mine anymore. They've injected me with so many chemicals, enhancers they call them, but I don't feel enhanced. I feel like a puppet on strings, ready to snap at any moment.
Dr. Kuroki... I've heard whispers about him before, in the dark corners of the city where heroes rarely tread. A mad scientist, a ghost story parents tell their kids to make them behave. Except he's real. He's real, and he's the one who's turning me into something else, something monstrous.
Dr kuroki:subject 13, today we're going to test the new serum. It should increase your muscle mass by 50%
Dr. Kuroki's voice is always so calm, so matter-of-fact, as if what he's doing to me isn't wrong.
Dr kuroki:Don't worry, this won't hurt as much as the last one. You're getting stronger, Izuku. Soon, you'll be the perfect weapon.
He injects the serum into my arm. The pain is immediate, a burning sensation that spreads through my veins like wildfire. I want to scream, but I don't. Screaming never helps. It only makes them smile, and I won't give them that satisfaction.
Dr kuroki:Let's see how your body adapts
Kuroki murmurs, stepping back to observe. I'm strapped to the table, unable to move, as the pain intensifies. My muscles feel like they're tearing apart, reforming, stretching beyond their limits. My skin feels like it's going to split open, but it doesn't. It never does. I survive, because that's what they've programmed me to do.
Survive.
The days blur together. Or maybe it's weeks. Time doesn't exist here, not really. They wake me up, they inject me with something new, they watch me scream and writhe, and then they put me back to sleep. They want to make me into a weapon, a tool to kill All Might, the very person I looked up to. The irony isn't lost on me.
Sometimes, in the dark of the night when the lab is quiet and they think I'm unconscious, I let myself dream. I dream of my family coming to save me, of my dad smashing through the walls with his quirk, fire blazing. I imagine my mom holding me, telling me it's going to be okay. I even dream of All Might, his smile shining like the sun, telling me that everything will be alright because he's here.
But those dreams always shatter when I wake up. I'm alone. No one's coming.
They've made sure I know that.
Dr kuroki:Subject 13, how are you feeling today?
Dr. Kuroki's voice snaps me back to the present. He's standing over me, clipboard in hand, his eyes gleaming with something close to curiosity. Or maybe it's pride.
"I'm fine," I manage to croak out, though my voice is hoarse. I'm not fine. I'm anything but fine. But what else can I say? Complaining won't stop them. It never does.
Dr kuroki:Good, good. You're adapting well to the treatments. I have to admit, I was skeptical at first, but you're proving to be quite resilient. The One Above All quirk should take nicely.
The One Above All... I've heard them talk about it, but I still don't fully understand what it is. All I know is that they're going to put it inside me, and then I won't be me anymore. I'll be something else. Something dangerous.
"Please..." The word slips out before I can stop it. My voice is small, broken.
Izuku:Please... don't do this...
Dr. Kuroki pauses, tilting his head as if considering my plea.
Dr kuroki:Izuku, you have to understand, this is bigger than you. You're going to be part of something incredible. You'll have a power unlike anything the world has ever seen. Isn't that what you wanted? To be powerful? To be special?
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