Russian Roulette| Shoto Todoroki

Prologue

Aside from the occasional typing from the scientists, who were eyeing the little girl on the lab table. Needles were covering her arms and legs and a mask over her eyes. She was unconscious as they pumped her blood out of her body, the heart monitor stopping and beating sporadically.

The room the little girl was in held nothing but white walls and cabinets attached to those walls.

A man scoffed. "Are you sure it's a good idea to keep doing this to her? It might end up killing her by the end of the night."

"We don't stop until every ounce of her quirk is extracted from her body." The scientist beside him grinned sinisterly.  

"Sir throat is obscured! She's only four years old. That much blood that's being taken from her can terminate her! Yes her quirk is dangerous but she's unaware of her quirk entirely because like I said she's only four!-" The scientist looked towards security and the buff man nodded once, walking towards the hesitant scientist by the neck, cutting him off his oxygen entirely by the twist of his neck.

The scientist looked fearful at the sight of the little girl no longer on the table after the deed he had done. He quickly ran towards the window, glancing around the room, up until the sound of a loud bang of the cabinets falling to the ground caused the scientists to look up with terror in their eyes.

"Don't let her escape!" One shouted, trembling as he stood to his feet. They were terrified of the little girl, terrified of what she was capable of and terrified because they knew she was capable of murder. They knew she was capable of things worse than them. Capable of things no child should be able to do.

Mist suddenly tickled the scientists ankles, taking over the room, surrounding each of them in their own personal nightmare. The glass shattered, the little girl walking through. Her bare feet stepped on the glass unknowingly, but she was too drugged up on pain meds to realize. The blood tickled in between her toes, the mist up to her shoulders, but she walked through it. She could hear the sound of the men's cries, and she herself felt numb. Her body was begging her to get some food in her system, but she couldn't bring herself to move any further.

The sound of footsteps caught her attention, and the misfit slowly started to return to her fingers. Her eyes started to close, about to lose consciousness once again, but she got caught by someone she didn't recognize. By a figure she didn't remembers' touch.

"I'm not exactly sure at the moment but for now just get her out of here while i put handcuffs on these assholes." The hero sighed, rubbing his temples.

"R-Right!" He stuttered, standing up entirely while carrying the little girl out of the facility.

Himika Ootori went missing at the age of two only to be found by heroes four years later. She was kept in an illegal facility where they tested on multiple kids and kept them unconscious to do their work on them. The countless needles in each of their bodies extracted ounces of blood from them at a time, leaving only small bits of their quirks in their dna's.

Though with Himika it was difficult. Her body fought back due to her fathers dna, causing the needles and poison to lose against her cells. The mist would turn into a poisonous gas, soon killing the poison and removing it from her body entirely.

The scientists knew this but kept trying and trying, for years they would ever since they got the money from Himika's parents. Himka's grandparents and other family would try to set up missing children reports to see if anyone found her, but nothing came up and the case was closed.

When Himika walked out with the police officers, she made eye contact with a red and white haired boy, watching her with curiosity. The two held eye contact for an unusual amount of time before he suddenly gave her a tolt of his head, making her repeat that same action.