When I woke up my eyes slowly opened as the light from the sun greeted me as it shined through my window. I unplugged myself and slowly got up as I stretched my body. Listening I didn't hear anyone else up.
'Am I the first up? Oh, well. Guess I'll get started on breakfast than.' I thought with a shrug.
I slipped on my slippers before heading to my room door. I reached out and opened the door and stepped through, but what greeted me wasn't the hall of the cabin we were staying in within the camp. Instead, I was greeted with an old dirty dark hallway. The door slammed behind me, and I spun around and stared at it.
'This isn't right. Where am I?' I thought.
I then heard voices, they were muffled, but I could hear them. With caution I began to quietly make my way toward the voices.
When I got to the end of the hall I peeked around the corner, and I saw two people. A man and a woman. A man and a woman I knew. My parents.
'No, no, no, no, no. Why are they here?! Where is here?! Did they take me?! How did they know it was me?!' My thoughts ran like a train. Frantic and high on coal.
"Y/n!" My mothers voice greeted my ears as they suddenly both looked at me and I felt my body freeze up. The anger that laced her voice was so familiar, so familiar and vial and I hated it.
They both moved toward me, and I wanted to run, go back, get away, use my quirk and fight them, but my body wouldn't respond to my pleading to do anything. It ignored me and made me stand there frozen for the wolves to get. I felt so...small. In that moment. Like a mouse in front of two hungry cats.
My parents stood in front of me their anger clear and cut.
My body shook in fear against my command. I felt like a scared child again, yet nothing has even happened yet.
"You brat. You disobeyed our command! What you think your all high and mighty?! Your nothing! Nothing! You hear me?!" My father yelled.
'Disobeyed their command? What command? I haven't done anything.' I thought.
"You are such a brat; you just can't do anything right can you? Ugh. Look, I bet she doesn't even know what we are talking about. Such a brat." My mother's voice is laced with venom.
"So, useless! You shouldn't have been born!" My father yelled and he pushed me to the ground, my body still unresponsive to my commands to do anything.
"Be silent brat, no one wants to hear your cries. Your nothing." My mothers voice spoke, and I felt like a pressure began to grow on me.
My chest tightened as it gasped for air, my vision blurred as tears brimmed them yet refused to fall, my body shook like it was making its own personal earthquake. It's like I was back in that bathroom. Like I was back to being a child. Scared, and in a constant feeling of panic. Like I was always having a panic attack that would never leave and was a constant.
"You listen here brat and listen well, you will follow this command till the day you die." My father's voice spoke, and I gazed up at him, them like gods compared to my frame in this moment.
"You will never ever he#(YDIWhs21he3." My father spoke but his words got distorted by the end and I couldn't understand what was being said. Yet I felt like my mind knew exactly what was said.
Strings slowly formed and wrapped around my wrists and ankles and throat. They pulled on my body like a puppet. Everything began to get dark. My skin turned to cloth filled with cotton and may hair has turned to string. My eyes slowly became buttons, and my mouth was sown shut. A puppet. I am a puppet.
'Why... Why am I still a puppet? Have I not broken free yet? What have I missed? What have I forgotten?!' My thoughts screamed.
Suddenly I shot up from bed, my breathing ragged and sweat dripping down as I felt tears begin to brim my eyes. I quickly ripped the plug out of me and looked around me to find I was back in my room at the camp.
I coughed for a moment coughing into my hand to see blood splatter my hand.
'Was...Was that a dream?' I gulped.
*Twitch*
'I haven't had a dream since.....Since when I didn't have the internet area...That means...' I look down as I began to realize... 'The tech area is too corrupted for me to go there, so it's not allowing me to when I sleep, so it sends me to dreams now instead. Which means...I have even less time than I first thought.'
My shaky have slowly reaches up and grips my hair.
'I don't have many days left...I'm dying, and I'm going to be dead soon if that block is not gone.'
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Forgotten Broken Heart (MHA x Reader)
FanfictionY/n starts her adventure at the age of 6. After being abused and abandoned Y/n doesn't Talk and is shown to be Emotionless. she has given up on humanity. As She gets older she hasn't changed. She is Admitted into U.A But what will happen there... Wh...
