The test was crazy. I met some interesting people who I assume I'm going to be 'great friends with' during the year. I for sure passed but to keep with appearances I scored super low out of the class that would become 1A.
My ruse fooled everyone so far. There was a pink girl and a neat kid with bright red hair who I know I can get along with regardless of cover. I'm so excited for the results to be issued. There was this one kid named midorya who took out the one kind of robot we wernt supposed to go near. What an idiot. If that floaty girl hadn't saved him he'd have been toast lol
*timo skipo hippo back to the L.O.V*
While the test was exhausting I managed to score right where I needed to. I marched up to the side entrance to the bar. 'Wonder if I can actually eat with the others today' I thought hopefully as the side door opened and I slipped in.
"Wrist. Now." I held up my wrist for the nomu thing to scan in my chip. The door closed behind me as the nomu or rather the nomu reject shoved my wrist into the scanner box. I winced a bit but didn't recoil from the rough treatment. Resist and get in trouble.... no thank you.
I say reject because he only had the stature of an avrage well built adult but compared to me he was a giant. He also had rubber for most of his skin so even if I wanted to fight I couldn't hurt him. The boss made sure to think of everything.
The scanner beeped and the nomu dropped my arm returning to his statue like resting position. I rubbed my wrist and walked to the bar. Kurogiri or Kuro as I call him greeted me.
"How was the test" he asked grabbing a glass and filling it with juice. "It was fine. I placed where I was supposed to. We should get the official report and supply list in a day or so." I said sitting on one of the stools. Kuro slid the glass to me with a nod and went back to cleaning.
"Do you know if I get to eat with the rest of you tonight?" I asked sipping the juice Kuro gave me. "That all depends on the boss. Go ask yourself instead of trying to get me into trouble." Kuro huffed half heartedly. If he had a traditional face I'd say he'd be smiling.
I nodded my goodbye and hopped off the stool and started for Shigaraki's room. He has a nickname too but I get into trouble when I use it aloud. I usually call him boss if addressing him in public. The halls in the L.O.V are dim at best and not exactly safe if you run into a tired dabi or a hyper toga on accident.
With the skill and speed of a bunny running from hounds I bounded down the halls quick as possible so I didnt run into anyone. Bounding off walls and sliding between legs at breakneck speeds has always been my favorite way to train.
Soon enough and without bumping into anyone I arived at Shigaraki's door. I gently rapped my knuckles against the door and waited for a response. "Get in here brat" Shigaraki grumbled. I slid the door open and entered the dark room.
Boss likes it dark so he can see his games better. I closed the door and walked to where he was sitting focused entirely on the new racing game he stole during our last spree. "Speak" Shigaraki barked as he jumped his car off a bridge.
"I placed and made friends for cover. I returned well before curfew and the supply list and official placement will arive withing the week." I spoke clearly as I bowed at the waist. Boss is particular about respect, and how he wants to be spoken too. He spun to face me smirking. My face must have been slightly twistied tho because he sounded irritated when he replied "Good. Ask"
Still bowing I asked "may I please eat with the others tonight?" "Training?" Boss huffed. "I did a hall circuit on the way here, and I have my usual training before lockdown." I responded calmly. "No. You haven't earned it. Rise and lock in early." He said returning to his game over screen.
'That blows' I thought as i stood up and turned on my heel calmly walking back to my cell. Getting to eat with the others would mean that i get to eat real food. With the order to lock in early I had to go straight to my cell with nothing. I think ahead for this tho because I have a cheese stick and a water from a convenience store in my bag.
For the record I'm well aware that a cheese stick and water isnt enough, but I've survived off less for longer. Dosnt mean that it dosnt suck though.
I've mentioned before how fucked the halls are here havent I. Shit blows. I gotta cross the whole building and go down 3 levels just to get to my cell. Once there I have to get a shackle put on my wrist over the tracker so it can charge and so i can't cut it out of my arm. It's on my left wrist which works because I'm a righty if you get what I'm saying lol.
Wow im such a fuckin perv. In my defense there was some training on occasion that wasnt for strength or my quirk. Ima call it service training. As gross as it is, it happened and still happens. It's not as bad as it used to be and I cooperate so I dont get injured.
I suppose the upside to all the different trainings is that I can handle anything anyone dishes out and if I ever find a partner 'a boy can dream' I can blow their mind 'literally lol'. But in all seriousness I'll never be somebody to someone. Sucks to suck.
I laid down to bed and quickly drifted off to sleep knowing my dream will continue.
*dream*
Should I speak or try and nod my responses. I really dont wana get hit again. In a voice just above a whisper I replied, "n-no mama." She grinned a wide and lopsided "good" she smerked.
With such a firm grasp on my hair and my feet barely scraping the ground she walked with me facing her trying to back peddle so I wouldn't be in more trouble. She walked down the hall to a small storage room we had.
"M-mama?" I asked quietly. She stared straight ahead her grip getting stronger and ripping out some hair. She walked to the back of the room and set me down.
"Now kami baby, look at the door behind me and nothing else or you will get in trouble." She said sweetly as she knelt down. "Oh and cover your ears, ok love?" The tone alone made me nearly wet myself. Even tho it hurt and I was still shaking terribly I listened and focused on the door to the room.
The door was painted like a wall from the outside but from the inside it looked like solid metal. I stared hard at the door with my heart set on being good for mama. *zzzaaaappp* and everything went black.
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Numb, Dumb, And Broken
Fanfiction((I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS NOR THE ANIME OR MANGA THAT THEY ORIGINATE FROM)) r18 two boys lost in the dark. One who has been broken and used as a tool, the other is new and hopeing to survive. Will these boys ever find their place in thi...