I woke up, dazed and tired. I look around and see that my wrists are bound to a wooden chair. I was in a plain and dirty room, filled with a bed and another chair. The room wasn't small nor big, it was just like my bedroom at home. 'Well this is easy,' I thought, 'I can just command the bands to release me or sing the, what I assume villains, to release me.' I try to speak but nothing comes out of my mouth. 'Huh? That's weird, I don't feel dehydrated or parched.' I start to struggle but as expected I can't get out of these restraints.
"I wouldn't struggle if I were you. I have here this wonderful invention that can help you obey us. I also administered a drug to disable your many quirks." A cackle comes out of a mysterious man of which I didn't notice beforehand. His face was covered by shadows and he wore a plain outfit, jeans filled with holes and a sweater that had, "I love being a villain," God how cheesy. He had blue, curly unkempt hair and pale skin.
"Who are you?" I ask, curious and frightened at the same time. I wasn't afraid of torture for my pain tolerance was of the roof, but I was afraid of what he could do to my family, especially mom. She had a 'weak' quirk and her kind nature could easily lead her to her doom, the heroes I know would put up a fight but before they easily expressed how much they cared for me, I knew they would do anything to make sure I wasn't hurt.
"Hm? That's the first question you ask? Quite interesting... You are quite the fearless one, aren't you? But, that is to be expected from you, someone raised by heroes and a caring mom." the person said.
"How do you know my mom?" I was shaking, worried about my mom's well being.
"Hm? Don't you know? Your family is famous, the press always keeps on pestering your mom and keeping her on edge, always asking, 'What do you feel about your daughter, Do you feel at risk, Do you regret anything, Are you having an affair with someone for this to happen.' All very good questions, of course, it wasn't hard figuring out about you and where you lived. It almost seemed too easy."
A period of silence fell over us. I knew that we were well known, in fact I already knew about harassment cases about my mom, but I didn't know that it was that bad. All of a sudden a laugh cut through the air, sharply and neatly.
"We have two plans that could both work, 1. We use you as a hostage and lure All Might here, 2. We turn the tables and use you for villainy. "
"What are you going to do with All Might?"
"We destroy him of course, either kill him or make sure he can't fight again."
He continued, "I think, I'll go through with the first plan for now, we can always change courses later."
He held a thick metal collar and said, "Don't struggle, girl, if the heroes really care for you this will all end very soon." He placed it on my neck and pressed a button. A shock of energy went through to the collar, making it painful but not painful enough to make me scream or yell, only making me flinch.
"Oh? I guess I should've expected this." He turned it off only to adjust something and press it again. This time it was 50 times worse, making me yell and thrash around.
"Hmm...You are certainly extraordinary, this amount of volts would kill 200 people. I guess I underestimated you." He turned the device off, and sighed, "I guess we can make the video now." He left the room leaving me in an exhausted state, my vocal cords hurting because of the screams I had just produced. I didn't even know I could make a curling noise like that, I have never been hurt that much.
Sorry for not updating often, I have a lot of school work to do but summer vacation is coming up so I may be able to do daily updates during that time. I hope you enjoyed so far and I hope you guys have a pleasant day!
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The Blessing and Curse (Fem!Deku) - Discontinued/Hiatus
FanfictionWhen the world presented a baby that had many powerful quirks, everyone was amazed that such a person could exist and it was made public to everyone. The child was powerful and dangerous, so it was kept captive. Heroes had their eye on the child and...