Imprisoned

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Yuga tried to sleep, but couldn't. It was just something that happened. He was laying there on the sad excuse for a mattress as he clung tightly to the thin sheet blanket.

'Gotta remember to ask for better bedding one of these days...' He thought to himself as he absentmindedly rubbed the collar on his neck. Once he realized what he was doing he cursed himself and stopped. He started thinking of the outside, it had been so many years since he'd been there, 'I wonder what its like...'

His thoughts from the outside turned to a desire, then to love for the outside, and love turned his memories to his mother again. The only person that he forgot, the only one he wanted to remember.

You Miss her... dontcha!

Shut up...

Im hurt, your telling ME of all people to shut up? Why should I? Who else is gonna keep ya company?

I said shut up didn't I?

Yuga waited a second, silence... damn, caught talking to himself again. Yuga was a dual personality disordered person. He had one side that wouldn't stop saying mean things so he just continued to try and hush it.

'Who is gonna keep me company, huh.'

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As the seconds turned to minutes, and minutes to hours, Yuga reached out his hand as he whispered, "Clock." and a small clock appeared in his hand, it read 7: 23 am. He looked at it a little longer before whispering, "Store." and it disappeared again.

'7 minutes huh?'

7 more minutes until the newbies would show up, frightened little children that don't know where they are or what happened. Yuga had been through this little 'ceremony' so many times that he had it all memorized, not like it was hard.

The minutes continued to tick by,

'Hmm, I wonder if somethings wrong... Im sure its been at least 7 minutes.'

He was right, it had been roughly 10 minutes since he last looked at the clock. He pulled the clock out again and it read 7: 33 am.

'This is new...'

All for One was never late,

'Maybe he wanted a subordinate to do it for him...'

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Yuga was waiting another 35 minutes before his enhanced hearing caught something.

'Screams of defiance? ... wait, something is different here.'

He waited as the sounds got closer. He knew something was different from the noises, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was, damn these near sound proof walls. He heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and heard the jangle of keys.

"Hey scum! You've got company!" The big man said, he was wearing combat gear as he walked into the room and dropped something.

No, somethings?

He heard some scuffling as he heard a male voice calling something out as the man left.

???: Uraraka! Wake up! Please wake up pleasepleaseplease...

'Uraraka?' Was this kid talking to someone else? No, that couldn't be it, there was never a double delivery... but this voice was different too, something was off.

???: Don't leave me here come on!

'The other must be hurt!' Yuga stood up quietly and whispered to himself, "Lamp.", he set the lamp quietly on the floor before turning it on. The sudden change in light was startling to Yuga who took a second to adjust. He looked and saw what was before him.

'Two... teens?' There was a boy who was carefully holding a girl who was bleeding badly, the light frightened the boy who was now protecting the girl in a defensive stance, but he was wobbling.

???: W-who are you?

The boy asked, Yuga held his hands up carefully to show he wasn't a threat, "Hang on now, I'll answer your questions in a second, but your friend there is bleeding, badly. I can help her if you let me..."

The boy wasn't sure at first, but he glanced back at Uraraka before looking back to Yuga and dropping his stance before reluctantly nodding, noticing Yuga was just a boy of little to no threat. The boy then dropped to his knees as he looked to the girl who was still unconscious.

Yuga walked over quickly and dropped to his knees as he looked carefully over her, looking for all injuries. The only thing that caught his attention was a large wound on her forehead, 'Definitely a blunt attack, probably concussed...' "All right..." He held his hand just over the wound and concentrated. The boy watched unsure until a light green aura appeared around Yuga's hand and the wound on the girl started healing, the bruises and scrapes were healing alongside it. A few seconds later the wounds were fully healed and the girl's breathing was steadier and her pulse was getting stronger again.

???: T-thank you so much!

The boy said, tears welling in his eyes as he bowed as low to the ground as he could before sitting up again.

???: My name is Midoriya Izuku, but most people call me Deku. Sorry for the late introduction.

He held out his hand which Yuga took.

"Mono Yuga, you can call me Yuga, everyone else does."

"Everyone else?" Midoriya asked, looking around.

"Oh, sorry bout that, I haven't told you anything, my bad... but first lets take care of her." Yuga pointed to the girl, Deku nodded as he carefully lifted her off the ground and Yuga directed him to the bed where he put her down. "Cloth." A rag appeared in his hand which he dampened in the sink before placing it on her forehead as she began getting overheated.

"Thanks so much Yuga san."

"Just Yuga is good, theres no need for the little extra part here."

"Alright, Yuga then."

Yuga nodded and looked back to the girl on the bed. "So whats your story? If you don't mind me asking that is."

Deku stiffened but relaxed, knowing Yuga was trustable. "Well Uraraka san and I were on our way to school, we had decided to go together recently because of the recent rise in villain activity." Yuga nodded looking between him and the girl who was now identified as Uraraka, "As we were walking out of our train that took us to the school we walked past an alleyway and Uraraka was grabbed by some guy with a knife. He threatened us asking for all our money, but before we gave it to him a man in a suit appeared out of nowhere and knocked him out. Just as I went to thank him another man tried to grab me, I punched him, knocking him back and grabbed Uraraka's arm and began running, sending a message to the pros and our class."

Yuga was sitting on the floor listening very intently.

"After a little scuffle with the second guy the man in the suit backhanded Uraraka where she got that wound. I lifted her up in my arms and she was unconscious and bleeding badly. The man said he could heal her if we went with him, and I knew I wouldn't be able to get her to a hospital while also fighting them off, so I had no options other than to oblige. We followed them back to here after they threw both our phones away, and the big man forcefully took Uraraka from me and lifted me up, I knew Uraraka would be in danger if I fought back so I just didn't do anything. Next thing I knew we were here and he dropped Uraraka as if they didn't care about her and now were here."

Yuga listened to his whole story and felt bad for the two of them. But there was still a nagging question in the back of his mind.

'There was never a teen delivery, so what made this kid any different?'

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