The hideout {Chapter 5}

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{This book is for older readers only}

{This chapter contains Flirting, kidnapping}

The van finally forcefully stopped, woke me awake from my sleep. I blinked a couple times, trying to make sense of my surroundings as the doors of the van creaked open. I squinted against the dim light filtering through the cracks. "Wake up," the guy with the scar said gruffly. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up roughly, dragging me towards the open doors. 

I stumbled out of the van, as i am still half-asleep. My surroundings were an abandoned warehouse, its walls lined with metal and remains of long forgotten machinery. The place smelled of dust and rust and ass, and the air was cold and damp. Hoodie Guy was already making his way to a side door, pushing it open with a loud groan. "Let's get her inside". he called over his shoulder. "The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can get some rest".

The guy with the scar nodded and shoved me forward. "Move it. We don't have all night." I rubbed my eyes, trying to clear the sleepiness away, but my limbs felt heavy and uncooperative. As we walked through the door, I could hear muffled voices and the loud activity from deeper within the building. The inside of the warehouse was just as grim as the outside. Flickering lights cast shadows on the walls, and the place was cluttered with old crates and machinery. 

A few people were around, some of them glancing up as we entered. They didn't seem particularly surprised to see me in fact they seemed happy, which only added to the sense of worry that was settling in my chest. "Here we go," Hoodie Guy said, leading us towards a small, makeshift Lab area in the corner. "This is where we'll be tie her up". The guy with the scar dragged me towards a chair in the corner and pushed me down roughly.

"Sit tight. We'll be back in a minute." As they walked away, I looked around, trying to get a sense of my new surroundings. The somewhat lab was sparsely furnished just a desk, a few chairs, and a couple of filing cabinets. It felt incredibly isolated, and the realization that I was completely at their mercy sank in deeply. I glanced around the room.

Dabi's footsteps echoed as he returned. He made a dark grin on his lips as he looked me over with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Did you enjoy the ride?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm but laced with a strange sort of charm. "I hope our little hideout is living up to your expectations."

I met his gaze, trying to keep my fear in check. "What do you want from me?" Dabi leaned in closer, his eyes narrowing with a playful glint. "Oh, you're straight to the point. I like that. I'm Dabi. You'll be spending quite a bit of time with me and my friends. You might have heard the name already though im quite famous." I swallowed hard, feeling confusion. "Why am I here? What's this all about?" Dabi's grin widened, his gaze lingering on me with an unsettling intensity.

"You know, for someone in your situation, you're actually kind of cute. It's almost endearing how you're trying to keep up this brave front." I blinked, taken aback by the unexpected compliment. "What if i don't cooperate to whatever plan your thinking of?" Dabi chuckled softly, the sound smooth and almost inviting.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll cooperate. Or at least, you'll try to. Because while you're here, you're in our world. And if you're good, you might just find things a bit more... comfortable. I wouldn't want to see that pretty face of yours all stressed out. "His tone was light, but the underlying threat was clear. 

"So why don't you make it easy on yourself? Play along, and we all might just get along" He straightened up, giving me a lingering look that sent shivers down my spine. "Just remember, I'm not all bad. And I do appreciate a little spirit. But don't push your luck too far." Dabi turned away with a final smirk, his voice carrying over his shoulder.

"Get her settled in and make sure she knows the rules. I'll be back to chat more later. And who knows? Maybe we'll find a way to make this whole experience a bit more... enjoyable for both of us." As Dabi walked off, his words echoed in my mind. The warehouse felt colder, and I was left feeling more unsettled than ever, the harsh reality of my situation.

As Dabi walked away, his footsteps echoing through the cold, empty space, I couldn't help but feel the weight of something unspoken hanging in the air. Whatever this was, it wasn't just some random kidnapping. There was a purpose behind it, something they weren't telling me. The warehouse buzzed with a quiet energy, the kind that made you feel like you were always being watched.

I could sense there was more to their plan than just keeping me here, and the way Dabi looked at me, like I was some kind of puzzle he was eager to solve, only made my anxiety grow. Dabi's earlier words kept playing in my mind, the way he'd flirted with me while subtly reminding me of how powerless I was. It was unsettling.

but it also made me wonder what they really wanted from me. I wasn't just a random target they had chosen me for a reason, and whatever it was, it wasn't good. In the distance, I saw the guy in the hoodie, Shigaraki. I learned his name while he was talking quietly with Dabi. Their conversation was too low for me to hear.

but from the way Shigaraki glanced in my direction, I knew it had something to do with me. I couldn't shake the feeling that they were planning something, something tied to my quirk. But they hadn't mentioned it, hadn't even hinted at it. It was as if they were waiting for the right moment to reveal their hand, and that thought made my skin crawl.

A shiver ran down my spine as I tried to push the thoughts away, focusing instead on the immediate danger I was in. Whatever their plans, I knew I had to stay sharp, had to find a way out before they could put whatever twisted scheme they had in mind into action.

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{Word count 1070}

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