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IZUKU'S POV

"izu! listen, i need you to listen very closely and do exactly as i say. can you do that for mommy?" mommy asks. i simply nod. "i need you to promise me. i need you to say that you will listen. now, do you promise?!" mommy seems scared. "ok, i promise, mommy." i say. i don't know what's going on, but i'm really scared. "i need you to go to the bathroom and lock the door. your father will be home any minute, and he will not be happy. i need you to stay there as long as possible. hide under the sink if you have to. just hide. you will be ok, but i need you to go if you want to stay safe. do not come for me, ok? you can not come for me or you will die. can you do that?" mommy asks. i nod and run to the upstairs bathroom. when i get there, i hear the front door slam open. i close the bathroom door shut and crawl under the sink. "INKO!? WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" fathers voice booms. "HOW DARE YOU ENROLL THE BOY IN THAT SCHOOL WITHOUT MY APPROVAL?! DID YOU THINK I WOULDN'T FUCKING NOTICE?! TCH! FUCKING BITCH! WORTHLESS!" he screams at mommy. i hear a scream and a thud. m-mommy?

"fuck... FUCK! YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU KNEW HE WOULD BECOME OUR WEAPON! YOU KNOW THIS! FUCK YOU! THERES NO WAY IN HELL I WOULD LET YOU SURVIVE AFTER SUCH IGNORANCE!" father says, even angrier than before. i crawl out from under the sink and unlock the door. i have to help mommy. i don't care if i die! mommy loves me and i love her! she would do the same for me. i can't do nothing. i go to the top of the stairs and look down at my father. my mother is on the floor sobbing. it looks like she fell... or... got pushed. "i should've never let you survive this long. YOU HEAR ME?! YOU DESERVE TO DIE YOU FUCKING BITCH!" father pulls out a gun to punctuate his statement. he grins to himself and places his finger on the trigger. "see you in hell, asshole" he says as he pulls the trigger. "MOMMY!"

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"SHUT THAT FUCKING ALARM OFF OR I'LL PUT YOU IN THE ROOM" father shouts. i quickly shut off the alarm and sit up. "alright, asshole. time for training." he says in a malicious voice. i stand up, only to fall under my own weight. yesterday he did all kinds of testing on me with needles and knives... i shiver at the thought of all the needles. "fucking USELESS" he says as he kicks my side harshly. "let's go. if you do exactly as i say, i won't put you in the room tonight." he says as he grabs me by my hair. he drags me down to the basement and through a series of locked doors. father glances at a calendar that's on the outside of the final locked door. "i guess you and dabi will be doing a bit of sparing today. don't forget, tomorrow is your free day this year. don't do anything stupid." father says sternly while slapping me across the cheek. i nod slightly. "ok, you little shit. time to go." he says as he shoves me inside the room with dabi. i hear his footsteps distance themselves from the door, then hear a slam as the next door is open and shut.

as soon as i'm sure he's gone, i run to dabi. i give him a hug and he buries his face in my hair while returning the gesture. "hey, izuku. how you feeling?" he asks. i hold up a thumbs up. "that's good.... but... ok. i have a plan to get you out and i need to speak with you about it." i nod and sit down criss cross on the floor of this empty room. he sits across from me and i gesture my hand for him to continue. "ok, i know tomorrow is your free day, so i was thinking that i could ask Hisashi if i could take you outside. i could say that you requested to go-" i cut him off before he could finish by shaking my head. i pretend to zip up my mouth and lock it shut, then throwing away the imaginary key. "i get that you won't talk, but in order for this to work-" i once again cut him off. i make a finger gun and pretend to shoot myself while falling on the floor. he's lectured me about talking many times before, and i don't need it again now. "izuku..! stop being a little shit and listen to me!" he whines. i sit up and look at him. i once again gesture for him to continue.

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