-Deku's pov-
I rushed back to the bar, not wanting to make any conversation with my classmates. When I get to the door of the bar, I pause.
I forgot to take notes
My hands start shaking thinking about what Shigaraki would do to me when he found out I didn't take notes.
I could run away right now. Get the heroes. They could stop all of this! They would understand, right? They have to understand!
I didn't realize I was running until I bump into someone. After my head stops spinning, I'm able to look at my surroundings. I'm in the middle of the city. I must have been trying to run to a hero agency in my panick.
After looking around, my eyes land on the person I bumped into. She has a worried look on her face, and she's holding out a hand to help me up.
"Deku-kun? Are you all right? Why were you running?" I hear Uraraka say.
I let her help me up and I say nothing, not knowing how to answer.
"Deku-kun?" She asks again, even more worried than before.
"O-oh! Uraraka! I-im fine, don't worry about me!" I lie, putting a fake smile on my face.
"So why were you running?" She says with a smile, but still managing a small undertone of worry.
I should tell her. She would understand! She would help me fix all of this!
But are you willing to take the risk?
"O-oh . . . Um . . . I dropped something and was trying to quickly get it?" I say with another fake smile, mentally slapping myself for how lame that lie was, and lying to her in the first place.
She must have seen my hesitation, because her smile turned into a worried frown.
"Are you sure?" She asks, worry plain in her voice.
Before I can answer, I feel four fingers settle on my shoulder. I stiffen, knowing who it is that's behind me. I try to calm myself, and try not to show any fear on my face. I don't want uraraka to get hurt.
Shigaraki leans closer to my ear and whispers so I'm the only one that can hear him.
"Remember who you belong to," he says, annoyance plain in his voice.
I look behind me and see him. He's wearing a hoodie so no one recognizes him. I nod without hesitation, not wanting him to get more annoyed. He smiles, happy about my answer.
"Deku-kun? Who-" uraraka starts to say, but is cut off by Shigaraki.
"Oh! You must be the one He saved in the UA entrance exam!" He says, this time so she could hear, too.
How does he know it was her?!
"Oh! Um, yeah. It was pretty cool to watch! Deku-kun was super quick to study the robot enough to get inside it!" Uraraka says, looking at me with a thankful and happy expression.
"Ah . . . That reminds me . . ." I flinch as Shigaraki's grip on my shoulder tightens, "did you take notes from class so you could study later?"
Uraraka must have seen the fear on my face, because before I could even open my mouth, she starts talking.
"U-um, actually, no one was able to take notes today, because it was all just physical stuff," uraraka says with an uncertain smile, not completely sure how she should react to my fearful expression.
"I see . . . Well, we should get going. Goodbye," Shigaraki says, not letting his grip weaken.
"But deku-kun, what about-" uraraka says, remembering my lie.
"It's okay! It doesn't matter!" I cut her off, and wave goodbye.
She nods with a confused expression, and turns around to walk back home.
The walk back to the bar was silent, the grip on my shoulder never loosening.
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When we get back to the bar, I immediately go back upstairs, not wanting to have any conversation with the villains.
After a while, I hear my door creak open. I sit up from my bed and see Shigaraki with toga and Dabi flanking him.
"You tried to run away," Shigaraki says, causing me to panic.
"N-no, I-" I stutter out, but Shigaraki cuts me off.
"After talking with everyone, we decided that you didn't learn that you belong to us." Shigaraki's chapped lips curve up into a smile as he continues talking, " we decided that you needed reminding. Say hello to the rats for me"
He motions for Dabi and toga to grab me. I try to teleport, but I have to put all of my focus on not get grabbed. All of my dodging was all for nothing when Dabi manages to grab my wrist, causing me to lose my balance and fall. Toga grabs my ankles and Dabi grabs my other wrist. They drag me to the room I was in before I joined them. Before they throw me in, they put a quirk canceling bracelet on my right wrist.
The last thing I see is Shigaraki's smile before he closes the door and darkness surrounds me.
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I'm out of breath quickly, due to all of my attempts to get out and my screaming.
Not again not again not again not again not again not again not again
My wrist is burned from all the times I tried to use my quirk. I learned quickly that every time I try to use my quirk the bracelet burns me.
I sit down, exhausted. I don't want to be in the dark. I hate the dark.
I want to cry, but I cant. I've already used up all of my tears already.
I spend hours wishing I had ran faster.
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-Uraraka's pov-
I walk down the street, worried about Deku-kun.
Why was he running? Who was that person in the hoodie? Why did Deku-kun look so scared? Should I tell the police?
I arrive at my house and sigh, he's probably fine. He can just teleport out of danger.
I walk into my house, my worry almost completely gone
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Well, it looks like Deku's in trouble again.
Atleast he hasn't broken any bones yet.
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FanfictionIzuku Midoriya (Deku) was a quirkless teen, bullied by his childhood friend bakugo katsuki, also known as kacchan. One day, while Deku was walking home, he was kidnapped by the league of villains. Will Deku choose the villains or the heroes?