Deku: The Hero of the Omniverse

[V1.1] Abduction

I've seen these types of scenes in plenty of movies and game cutscenes. You think your day is going to be fine and then enjoy the rest it, and then, BOOM, next thing you know, you're either pulled into the back of an alleyway, you mystically get teleported into another world, or even yanked up into a UFO by a tractor beam. If you ask me, I think Kachan, Kirishima, and I are in the middle of that cutscene.

"D-Did you just say abducted?! Like by aliens!? Like actual fricken aliens!?" Kirishima said while holding Kachan from behind, shaking him like crazy.

"Oi! Hand's off!" Kachan said pushing him away before turning towards me. "So what? They gonna dissect us or something?"

"I don't know. I hope not," I said pretty scared myself. The three of us looked up at the ceiling as the ship continued to pull us in. "For all we know, it could be scavengers or pirates looking for junk or people to sell for money"

"Sell?! Who'd sell people?!" Kirishima asked. 

"Use your head moron. They could sell us to some sort of gang and make us work like slaves. It'd be even worse if we had a girl in here"

"Kachan's right," I said, slightly surprised by how he was able to analyze the situation.  "Wait, have you been watching isekai Kachan?!"

"Don't lump me in with you nerd. It's just common sense. You're the only otaku here," he said rolling his eyes while crossing his arms. The rumbling of the pod then stopped, and my whole body suddenly felt incredibly heavy. It was then all three of us fell to the ground with a heavy thump.

"OWW!!!" the three of us shouted as we rubbed the back of our butts that got hit. Due to feeling weightless for so long, I had a hard time struggling to sit up. While doing that, I noticed the latch on the door looked a little bent up. When we got pulled inside, the gravity of the vessel must've not only dropped the pod, but also broke the latch that kept us locked inside. For all we knew, Kachan could be right about the people who brought us in here. They could turn us into slaves or worse than that, put us through something that we can't come back alive from. Using whatever strength I had, I pushed myself off the ground and latched my arms around the hatch, desperately trying to pull it open. Kachan and Kirishima followed suit and put their hands onto the latch too. With all our forces combined, we were finally able to break it off and shove the door open, causing us to fall out and hit a hard cold iron floor.

I didn't even take into the possibility that where we were had oxygen, but considering that I was breathing in and out and not suffocating, was proof enough that we were going to live.

"Thanks, guys," I said looking at Kachan and Kirishima behind me who too were trying their best to catch their breath.

"No prob bro," Kirishima said holding up a thumbs up, while Kachan simply nodded his head. As I smiled at them, I heard the sound of feet tapping the cold floor that we were currently kneeling on. All three of us raised our heads in the direction of where the sound was coming from.

"We got to move," I whispered as I put all my energy into my legs to stand up. The others did the exact same thing and we all ran behind what looked like a tank. If I were to guess, this might be some kind of cargo bay, where they keep all vehicles and equipment that they're not currently using. As we peeked past the massive wheel that we were hiding behind, a mill door opened up to reveal three figures walking out of it. They all wore black jumpsuits but when I saw their faces, it was clear they were not human.

One of them looks feminine, with cherry red skin and wings, two red eyes with black outlines and black lipstick, yellow horns with a dark red gem, pointed ears, small spikes on her head, three fingers, and a long tail. She has dark red hair that barely reaches her shoulders. The other had a black helmet in the shape of a human head, spiky ears, a handle at the top, and three glowing red holes on the helmet. Finally, the one who walked behind was a light red man with a large redhead with spikes, and red eyes, and had three claws on each hand with the same colorization as his brain-covering scale.