TᕼE ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ IᑎᔕIᗪE [1]

whomst the frick are you bozo

i don't remember how, or when, but i had been knocked unconscious at some point after arriving at what i assumed was the villains hideout or something. i had woken up to being stared at by the creepy girl, who was grinning sickeningly at me, and i scoot away from her, only to find my hands and legs shackled, chained to the wall like an animal.

"i'm so glad you're awake, rin-chan! i was starting to think you got really hurt when dabi knocked you out!" she exclaims cheerfully, and i scowl at her and the man she had gestured to when speaking, who only gave me a bored look.

"it seems our other guest is awake," a familiar, spine crawling voice states, and i freeze up when i see the familiar stature of the hand fetish guy, whose head was facing my direction. he gets up from his seat at the bar and saunters over, coming up right in front of me, and i try to move away only to have my chin forcefully grabbed by him by all but one finger.

"you're lucky i can't hurt you, yet, or i'd get in trouble with the person who wants you here in the first place, little monster."

he let's go of me and walks back to his spot, and i move to sit against the wall, only to jump in slight shock when seeing bakugo to my left, scowling in rage at everyone, but he just looks at me in confusion. he doesn't understand why i'm here, either, and i'm just glad that at least i'm not the only one who's clueless.

thinking back on what happened, i tense when kyoka comes to mind, and i barely notice my breathing slightly pick up, wondering if she's okay, injured, dead-

"calm down, dumbass. don't show these fuckers how weak you are or i'll beat your ass," the ash blond mutters almost silently to me, and i stare at him before nodding, managing to calm myself down, somehow. noticing how we're positioned, i raise an eyebrow to see that he's moved himself halfway in front of me, and once he catches my gaze, he glares and returns to directing his glare at the people who kidnapped us.

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it wasn't long before i realized that venom hadn't said a word to me over the agonizing amount of time that we spent there, being forcefully fed by the villains, and being routinely escorted to the bathroom. toga, as i regretfully learned her name, tried to accompany me when i went to do my business, but she was thankfully reprimanded by the lazy ass dude with the blue fire. but she managed to feed me by forcing the food and drink down my throat, another guy somehow managing to do the same to the angry bitch next to me.

"rin-chan! time to eat, cutie!" she cheerfully exclaims and i back away from her, but she only grabs onto my leg and pulls me closer to her.

"now, what did i say about trying to not eat? it's not good for you, so you have to eat!" she pouts, and i shake my head rapidly at her. i can barely pick up on bakugo growling from his spot, but he makes no move to stop her from forcing the food down my throat and almost making me choke again.

after some more time with the villains bickering, pestering bakugo until he would yell, and toga being creepy towards me, i heard the misty bitch say something that caught my attention, and i looked up.

"it appears he has finally found the time to come in and see the prize he requested."

"it's about time. i'm tired of it cowering in the corner," shigaraki comments, and i can tell he's referring to me, but i feel my expression morph into one of disgust when he refers to me as an it. i'm not an object for him to treat as such.

"when will he get here?"

"he's requested pickup in half an hour. until then, we wait."

after the time slowly went by, bakugo and i noticed kurogiri expand, showing that he was transporting someone here, and the ash blond unnoticeably shuffles himself to where he can inconspicuously shield me from whoever was about to get here, and i tense once i see the new figure.

"where is she?" a rough, gravelly, unfamiliar voice echoes out in the room, and i hear footsteps approach us until bakugo is shoved out of the way and i'm face-to-face with an unfamiliar man, who stares at me like he's looking into my soul. the man circles me, eyeing me up and down as he does, and my body shivers at the feeling of being stripped bare and exposed to this vile man. he comes to a full stop in front of me after a couple minutes, nodding thoughtfully before turning to shigaraki and kurogiri, who stare at him expectantly.

"you didn't fail, this time. you finally retrieved her, and that is all that matters," he states before turning back to me and kneeling down in front of me. i back away towards the wall but he grabs hold of my shackled hands and pulls me forth to where he's basically breathing in my face, which is actually very unpleasant.

"i've waited a very long time to finally meet you, my little monster. you have no idea how much trouble i went through while trying to find you. truly, i'm surprised you managed to stay away for so long," he says, a falsely kind smile on his face as he looks me over, and i grimace before he lets me fall back onto my ass.

i can tell bakugo is looking between me and him in confusion, until the man stands to his full height and looks down on me with a sick grin.

"i'm sure you're wondering who i am, my little monster. i mean, it's not like i was ever present in your life before, but you can thank your mother for that, since she was somehow able to hide you for so long. up until she died because of you."

i noticeably flinch at his words, looking down in shame, but i jolt when he grabs hold of my shirt collar and glares at me.

"look at me when i'm talking to you, you little bitch!"

it's as if the world around me is white noise, and i don't hear my fellow classmate growling curses at the man, but i stare up at him as he smiles down at me once letting go.

"there. now, tell me, my little monster. is it speaking to you right now, as i'm talking to you? does it talk to you all the time? is it always there, or are you able to control it because it's part of your subconscious?"

I AM NOT AN IT!!!

i wince at the familiar shouting in my head, but my eyes widen at the realization that this man somehow knows about venom. also, venom has finally spoken up for the first time since we were kidnapped, which is strange and kinda concerning.

"ah, so it is talking to you. tell me, is it sentient, or is it a part of you? answer me when i speak to you!" he shouts again, slapping me across the face, and i shakily glance up at him before saying anything.

"who... who are you...?" i mutter, but he hears me, and starts maniacally laughing, as if the question or situation itself is funny.

"oh, you seriously have no clue, do you, my little monster?"

shaking my head slowly, he squats down and cups my chin, a sick grin on his face as he looks me in the eyes.

"i'm your father, sasaki rin."