Experiment Gone Wrong [Book 1 Completed]

Wounds

'It hurts. Everything hurts so much. I can't move. I can't see. It's dark. I want to move, but it hurts so bad. I can still feel my blood leaking out. I'm so cold. How long have I been here? I don't want to stay any longer. Please. The things they're doing. I hate it. I just want to leave. So be able to move freely and not bound by these chains and stupid shock collar,' the sound of a door screeching open echoed around the room, alerting the boy who lay in silence and pain. 'He's back. No, please don't. I don't want to do this. Don't come any closer!' A tall figure loomed over the boy, crusted skin pulling up into a sinister smile as he blood red eyes glinted in glee. He bent down, stretching an arm out and placing his hand on the boy's' head, earning a flinch from him. 'Please, Shigiraki. Please stop this.'

"Are you ready, I~zu~ku?" The boy only whimpered in reply, to scared and in pain to open his mouth to respond. "No matter if you are, it's that time of day to start with our experiments. Now be a good little pet and stay still," he called a Noumu over, ordering it to pick Izuku up and follow along. Izuku curled in, the flaring of pain searing his bones and muscles as he felt the bulking beast lift him up. It followed its master into a room filled to the brim with tubes and tools. A lone metal table stained red with blood sat in the centre, the table that is used to perform these experiments. Izuku was placed down and strapped into place, feeling the coldness across his bare back. "Now then. Let's get started, shall we?"

He grabbed a needle and filled it with a clear liquid, jabbing it into Izuku's neck and into his blood stream. No sound left the boy as he braced for all the pain about to come. As Shigiraki removed the needle, a sharp feeling of pain gripped Izuku's bones. It felt as if a thousand needles were jabbed into him at once. He bit his lip to stop from screaming, writhing in pain as he trashed around. He felt a hand gripping his arm, alarm over throwing the pain as he calmed down, ragged breaths leaving his agape mouth. A smirk makes its way across Shigiraki's face as he grabbed a knife. He sliced it down Izuku's arm, watching the blood pool out onto the cold table. He took pleasure in watching others in pain. He dragged the knife's tip across Izuku's other arm, silently laughing.

He soon plunged it into the greenette's stomach, watching the boy squirm as he bit back another scream. Shigiraki brought the knife down, carving down as blood pooled out in a rapid flow. He lifted the knife out, wrapping his fingers around Izuku's wrist instead. He watched the flesh peel off, red muscles becoming visible. He took his hand away and grabbed a new needle that held a purple liquid. He injected it through the exposed muscles, watching the liquid drain into the boy's blood stream. He took it out and clicked his fingers, watching the Noumu come over to the table. It picked Izuku up and walked over to a test tube. Shigiraki opened the tube, letting the Noumu place Izuku inside. He closed it and let the green liquid pool in, filling up the tube quickly.

He soon left, the Noumu in tow, heading back round to the bar. He sat on a stool as the Noumu left to a corner. He looked up st Kurogiri, a smirk plastered on his lips as small, quiet laughs escaped his lips. The purple and black mass turned around to face Shigiraki, placing down a clean glass and pouring some water into it. He handed it to bluenette before he stared cleaning another glass.

"How's it all going?" He asked, watching the smirk across Shigiraki's face grow wider with the question. "I'm guess it's going well."

"Quite well actually. He's more obedient then we was before. He's currently in the testing tube, resting. I'm going to speed up the process when I go back in. Sensei wants this done quickly. Can't give up now," Shigiraki's eyes seemed to shine as he spoke about his Sensei, a hint of giddiness in his voice. "Everything is working perfectly. We're sure to have this advanced Noumu in no time."

Kurogiri nodded in understanding, placing the glass he cleaned down on the counter. He picked up a new one, starting to clean it when he heard a knock on the door. They both turned to the door, not expecting any visitors. The door burst in, narrowly missing Shigiraki as a hoard of heroes barged in, All Might at the head of the group. His smile was turned into a frown as he stared down at the two villains.

"Attack! We must find young Midoriya and bring him home!" All Might's booming voice filled the air as he and all the heroes present barged forwards. Kurogiri quickly warped Shigiraki into the testing room as he and the Noumu fought to fend off the heroes. Shigiraki slammed his hand on the 'release' button, the green liquid rapidly clearing before the door opened. As Shigiraki grabbed hold of the greenette, the door behind him burst open. "Drop the boy now, villain." All Might spike calmly, inching closer to the villain and victim.

Shigiraki raised a hand to Izuku's throat, wrapping four fingers around it as he stared into All Might's eyes. The hero froze. A short cackle escapes Shigiraki's lips as a grin spread across his face. "You have no chance of saving him like this. You should just give up now or else he's dead." The bluenette inched his middle finger closer to Izuku's neck, watching an expression or shock and anger wash over the hero's face.

As he stepped backwards, a bullet shot through his arm. He dropped his guard, watching blood seep from his wound. He caught sight of All Might launching himself forwards. He turned to Izuku and reached out, but was too slow. All Might pulled him away, holding the boy close as he jumped back. Snipe and Ectoplasm entered the room, ready to attack at any moment.

"Kurogiri!" Shigiraki's voice rung out loud, the warp gate appearing next to him.

Ectoplasm's clones rushed forwards to intercept them, but they'd already left. The clones dissipated as both heroes turned to All Might, seeing him holding an unconscious Izuku in his arms. He looked up at the two, then back down to the boy. He opened his mouth and whispered out, "mission success."