Great Tiger [BNHA x Male! Reader]

Chapter 1 - Your Pet

For days, or weeks, no, scratch that. YEARS. For years you felt pain 24/7. You still can feel your body being cut open, being injected by who knows what, painful 'experiment' procedures were held every single day.

You lost track of days, so you're unsure at what age you finished your 'experiment' procedures. Not like you even remember your birthday date at this point. Body wise, you guessed that you are around 15 years old now.

You spent the last few years suffering again in painful after effects. Sometimes you got sudden splitting headaches, feeling hard to breath一 which felt like you were being strangled, if you let your scream too loud, the guards will throw a bottle of painkillers harshly into your cage.

Yes, you read it right, cage. Thanks to the last 10 years of torture, you got a 'quirk'. You figured what it was when you were maybe around 12 years old.

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You didn't know how, but suddenly you had a really painful headache. It was even worse than the ones you had before.

It was really painful, especially on your skull and back. You couldn't help but let your scream out. It echoed a lot.

Figured that no one ever will help you, you put your little hands on your (H/C) colored hair. You were about to dig your nails to your head when you realized you were not touching your hair. It felt like ears. Real fluffy ones too.

Your tears stopped thanks (?) to that. But you still feel the pain, but not as worse. Feeling that you're sitting on something, you shakily stood up and held onto the cage's bars for support.

"A tail?!" You whisper-shouted completely surprised at the unreal sight of a tail poking below your mucky baggy t-shirt. More like a dress, actually. Yes, you're only wearing that. It's barely enough to cover you.

"I must be hallucinating..." You muttered一 still not believing the dreamlike sight before your eyes. You slumped and sat on the usual hard concrete floor. Maybe you WERE hallucinating. From the things you've went through, you're not even going to question it.

Suddenly, you heard someone walking towards you. Your cage is in the basement. It's dark, filthy, and too humid. Your friends are boxes and other junks you won't even bother finding out what they are. You looked at Box 1, your first friend一 recalling the sweet memories of you and him.

You couldn't protest about your 'room' because you know damn well they won't listen to you. The most they could do is threw in a dirty thin blanket一 that you always use to fight winter seasons. Hell, it doesn't even cover your toes.

The unknown man stepped on the last stair's step. You couldn't make out who it was because it is really dark. They need to be at least a meter away from you to make out who is.

On the left wall, there's a small window. When it's nightime, and the moon is really bright, your cage has its own spotlight. Just like that time.

"I see that my cat is ready." Hearing the familiar voice, your ears perked up. "Shigaraki..." You muttered. You don't know what to feel about that man full of hands. He is mean to lock you in here. But he is the only one who feeds you and actually talks to you. Maybe he just doesn't want his hardwork to go to waste by making you insane. He stood infront of you and crouched.

You saw Shigaraki reached his hand out. Awfully aware of what his quirk was, you shut down your eyes. Maybe you were too loud?

Much to your surprise, he patted your head. Just like you're his pet. You looked up questioningly to him. Utterly and completely confused from his action.