Idealism

| XXXI |

A/N: You don't have to listen to the music, but it helps set the mood. If you want to play it, start it at 2:06

I slowly start to wake up. My head was pounding. I look around my surroundings to see only darkness, but there was a little bit of light. Underneath a door, I could see a green light barely shining through the crack.

As I tried to sit up, I realized that my arms and legs were bound. My mouth was also covered in duct tape. I was confused until I remembered what had happened. I didn't know what day or time it was, but I knew that I had to get out of here. I tried to use my Quirk to make me float, but it took a lot of unnecessary effort. I needed to conserve energy in case I encountered a villain.

Before I could even do anything, the door swings open and I see an unfamiliar man, standing at the door and facing me. I glare at him as it began to stride towards me. I was afraid he was going to attack me, but he simply pulled my hair and dragged me out of the room. Muffled screams came out of my mouth as the pain in my scalp was intensifying

Once we reached a certain point, he shoved my head and it hit the ground harshly as my hands were behind my back. I could feel the wound on my head begin to bleed once again, and I cringe at the blood running down my face.

I couldn't even register where I was until I smelled an odd odor. I use my shoulder to help me sit up. I look forward and my eyes land on a wheelchair that had the back facing me. There was obviously a person sitting in it. That person was connected to many tubes and machines. But I had a horrible feeling in my stomach.

The man turned around and spoke.

"Hello, (Name)."

My eyes widen.

I start to scream through the duct tape, attempting to shuffle away from the man in the wheelchair, but the man at the door grabbed my hair and threw me back towards the man. 

I could recognize that voice anywhere. I hated the voice. I loathed that man. 

I felt intense emotions of fear, shock, and disbelief. I questioned how this man was alive. How did this man find me? Why did he bring me here? 

"That's not a very nice face to greet family," All for One says.

I was petrified that I couldn't move or make a sound. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to be in the presence of this heinous man. I merely trembled out of fright, unable to control it. 

"Welcome back, (Name)."

"..."

"Remove her restraints."

Wordlessly, the man from before ripped the tape off my mouth and detached the harnesses that had once covered my hands and ankles. I could only sit on the floor and look up at All for One. I was too weak to escape, much less fight. 

"It's been years, young one. It seems that you have enjoyed your...freedom, no?" 

"...What do you want from me?" I attempt to keep a strong front, however, my body failed me as it was still shaking aggressively. 

"Ah, straight to the point. Well, I have a proposal, but I need to show you something first." 

The psychopath ushers me to stand up, and I had no choice because if I did not obey, there would be severe consequences. Reluctantly, I stood up weakly as the other man who dragged me in here wheels All for One carefully to another door. I limped behind the two and entered the room. The room was dark. I was overwhelmed with a horrid stench filling my nostrils, similar to the one from before, but more potent. A light was turned on and I saw something so horribly revolting.