DISCONTINUED If Only Memories Could Be Erased(A Shoto Todoroki X Oc Fanfic)

Ch39: What Really Happened

Tamaki's pov

I quickly ducked into a slim alleyway, pressing my back up against a wall and sliding down, hiding behind some bins that had yet to be cleared away.
"Tamaki?!" I heard Shoto. He sounded worried. I didn't move. I couldn't. My legs didn't want to move. I heard his shouts get further away until I couldn't hear them any longer. I pulled my phone from my pocket.
"I should call him, or at least text him" I mumbled to myself. I opened up messages, about to press onto Shoto's contact when I heard footsteps. I lifted my head, slowly pushing myself up.
"Who's there?" I called, trying to sound threatening but my voice just wavered instead. I could barely make out a figure in the dark. I turned on my heel, ready to run. Whoever was behind me picked up the pace. I wanted to cry out but something covered my mouth, shutting out any cries that I tried to make. I tried to kick or hit the guy but they grabbed both my wrists with one hand while still holding what I assume was a rag over my mouth. My phone fell out of my hand, falling on one of the top corners before laying flat on the ground. I kept struggling, trying to break my wrists free but it was no use. Whoever this person was had way more body strength than me. It probably didn't help how slim I was though. My eyes started to feel heavy and my legs weak. I tried to keep them open but I wasn't able to stop them from falling shut.

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The first thing I noticed when my eyes snapped open was that I wasn't on the ground. I sat up. I was laying on an old, dirty mattress, a thin blanket draped over my shoulders and back. I looked around my surrounding. I was in a dark room. No windows and no furniture other than old broken pieces or bags and boxes pilled to the roof. This was a basement. The next thing I registered was the clanging sound that was made whenever I moved my arms or legs. I looked at my wrists. There was two thick chains which dug into my skin wrapped around my wrists. The same was for my ankles. The chains were attached to the ground above my head and below my feet respectively. They also had clips further along which I could only guess were for tightening the chains. I tried to stand but the chains on my arms wouldn't allow it.
"

Hello?" I called out. Whoever had come at me in that alley at least didn't want to kill me. Well. Not yet at least. Maybe in due time they will but right now. Clearly not. I heard a door creak open. Light filtered in and I saw a figure walking down the stairs slightly before closing the door they had come in through. There was still light though as they held a candle in their hand. I could make out features more clearly as they got closer. It was a guy, that was for sure, his burnt chestnut hair falling into his face but not covering his light blue eyes.
"Hello there Tamaki dear. Its been a while" he smiled, a crooked smile. His eyes didn't show any sign of comfort. There was something I didn't recognize glinting in his eyes. It didn't help considering he held a knife. Granted it wasn't a sharp knife. It was a simple eating utensil. But still. It was a weapon and it was better than what I had which was nothing. I couldn't use my quirk because the electricity would only work if he used his quirk and I didn't even know if he had a quirk. There was also a high chance that I would hurt myself in the process because of the chains.
"What do you want from me?" I asked, feeling my entire body shaking in fear. He knelled down in front of me, face extremely close, his hand twirling my hair.
"Come now Tamaki. Surely you remember me. I did put Amano's memories inside your head after all" he cooed, his hand still fiddling with my hair.
"W-what?" I stuttered.
"Didn't you question why you had memories that you shouldn't. Come now. You have to be smarter than that Tamaki dear" he teased. My entire body shook. He sighed.
"Takagi Masahiko" he stated as if I should know that. I just stared at him.
"Your mother's maiden name was Amano Masahiko" he offered. It started to click in my head.
"Aizawa's a prick if he didn't even tell you my name" he grumbled. I wanted to back up. Tears were springing in my eyes.
"It's a shame. I would have preferred Amano here. She was perfect. Perfect body. Perfect personality. Then Aizawa stole her from me. I guess you'll have to do" he sighed. That hurt to hear.
"Now let's have a little distraction. How about I return those memories your father wanted removed" he chuckled. He placed two fingers against my head and before I could even use my quirk on him, my head began to hurt.