Collar Bound

ch 18

Chapter 18

Chapter Text

The first sense to return was the feeling around him. He could tell he was cold, but also that the area he was in was humid and musty. He expected the smell of mold or mildew to hit soon, but the smell that filled his nose made his eyes shoot open and his eyes to search around him to find the cause of the acrid, biting scent.
But it was everywhere, and he immediately knew why. “You're awake.” She chuckled, seeing Izuku look up in shock, barely able to move his head. “You're still drugged. Like my little hideaway?” She asked, bending down to run a finger over the goosebumps that broke out over his arms. “Don't tell me you're scared of this trash.”
Izuku could barely understand her words, his mind in a whir. Bits of torn flesh and bloodsplatter coated the walls. Bodies with cuts, stabs, cut into pieces were in piles around the room, at least thirty more people. “Why?” Izuku whimpered, knowing he had tears completely down his face, even if he couldn't really feel his face yet. “Why did you kill all of these people? They were innocent! They didn't do anything to you!” He looked up in shock, seeing her staring in surprise before a grin came over her face.
“But they did. All they had to do was exist.” She sighed, crouching down beside him. “Each one of the people, each person I've killed in the last five years, they're each some sub with a great power. They're each also a sub that would be dead if it wasn't for a dom that sacrificed everything for them.” She looked down at Izuku, seeing him stare up in confusion. “I don't know why, but AllMight gave you his power. He gave you everything and then his power left him. He gave it to you and in the end, he was left with nothing but memories.” She stood, pacing as Izuku watched, completely not sure what to do. “You took down the biggest hero to mankind, and you have the balls to try and be a hero, to try and say you can be anywhere near as good? You think you can be anything like AllMight, but you can't even defend yourself from me, one little girl.” She cooed, moving to her knees as she crawled closer, swatting a loose finger out of her way with the back of her hand, making Izuku's stomach flip.
“But why? I don't understand! I don't...” Izuku looked around, regaining a little feeling, though he couldn't lift his head, he was able to freely look around, realizing he was propped against a wall. “Oh god, I'm sitting on them...” He looked down in horror, seeing a torso with nothing attached beneath him as a seat. He realized while his hands were tied behind his back, and his ankles tied, he wasn't chained like before. He was only in rope, but it was tied tight every inch up his body to make sure he couldn't move an inch, the best way to make sure he couldn't get up enough momentum to break the ropes. “If you're going to kill me, then kill me. Don't kill everyone else to get to me.” He mumbled, unable to tear his eyes away from the body of the woman beneath him, seeing the tattoo of a butterfly on her hip.
“You're in no position to give any sort of orders.” She chuckled, cracking her neck before transforming into a new face Izuku didn't recognize. “This is what she looked like.” She pointed down, and Izuku looked up, shivering before pulling away.
“Why? Just because someone helped them? Because they were saved? You're mad...” Izuku mumbled, and she laughed, shrugging.
“Yeah, I am, but I had to be. A whole hero family. They all wanted to be heroes. They all wanted to do everything, and they got arrested because they were helping. Heroes do whatever they want. They don't care what's going on, they just decide and do. They think they're above the law and it pisses me off so badly!”
“That's the opposite of the situation!” Izuku stared. “As heroes we have to be the first to uphold those laws! We have to lead by example! We can't expect to get away with things because of a popular name! We should be the ones most punished if we do something wrong!” He watched as the girl stared before she sputtered out a laugh.
“You think anyone actually pays attention to what they SHOULD be doing? If they did we wouldn't need heroes, would we?” She grinned, reaching down to poke his nose. “But for now, this is all that's important. These bitches are all dead, and I'm trying to figure out how to string you up so I can make you cum all over their bodies.” She grinned, watching as Izuku swallowed down a wave of nausea.
“I'd rather die.” He whispered, and she laughed, nodding, looking around the room.
“I know, but I'm not asking your permission. Maybe it is time to use 'him', huh?” She stood, melting to shift up into AllMight. “I can hold you up this way, and having you get fucked by the one that you fucked over. It seems like such retribution.” The booming voice reverberated in the cement room, echoing down the dark pathways that lead away.
“He offered me the power. I didn't know it was going to take his power from him.” Izuku whispered. “I worshiped him. If I knew it would have turned out that way, I still would have taken it, though. If it hadn't been me, it would have been someone else. At least this way I feel like he passed it on to me. For those years, while he was showing me and teaching me, he was like a father to me.” Izuku looked up, not at all worried over the sight before him.
“Fucked by your father figure, then. You're the one that made this awkward, you know.” he chuckled as he leaned down, lifting up Izuku and turned him, pulling his back to his chest. “Ah, you're the only clean thing in here.” He chuckled, pulling down the back and crotch of Izuku's sweatpants, though with the rope, that was all he could do.
“You're really going to try and get me to cum on these people?!” Izuku tried to wiggle away, and the man behind him grasped the rope behind his back, lifting him up. Even from the center of his back, the way the rope was tied, it simply tightened the whole rope around him, even grinding his ankles together.
“I'd hardly consider them people anymore. Look.” his fist grasped the back of Izuku's hair, moving his head around to make sure he could see well. Bloated stomachs and broken, yellowed bone. White hazed eyes and black circles of rot setting in. “They're fucking gross. These aren't people, they're eyesores. As soon as you're one of them, I'm burning this whole thing down. At least if you feel that sorry for them, you'll join them soon. I figure it'll take them a good four hours to realize where we are.”
“Four hours?” Izuku tried to turn his head to look, but instead tensed his whole body, forcing himself to shiver as he noticed the rope between his feet barely tied.
Since he was mostly paralyzed, they figured it wasn't worth it to completely tie him off, but that would give him enough room to make enough space in the rope to break it.
“I was prepared. You know that. As soon as I got you into the subway I ran a metal scanner over you. Picked up the knife in your shoe and the tazer easy enough, but I can't get the GPS tile out of your stomach unless I cut it out. Fortunately, this little room is deep. A room in a sewer under the subway under a very tall skyscraper. They won't know where you are. They'll search the whole building for you before realizing you're under it. They may find the smoke from the fire when they search that.” He chuckled, pulling Izuku to his chest. “I wonder if it'll hurt with no prep with you being numb.”
Izuku was used to it. He hated that he knew what to expect, even if he didn't want it. He hated that the person behind him was something he was familiar with. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to try and relax so he wouldn't end out tearing. He didn't want to know how big AllMight was, but this was the worst way to find out. “You're being awfully calm.”
“You've done this too many times. It's not a shock anymore.” Izuku mumbled, feeling his shoulders drop.
He was surprised when he was turned and put down, the form of AllMight shifting to a man he'd shifted into before, but one Izuku hadn't seen outside of the shifter before him. “You're bored of me.”
Izuku simply stared, watching as the lack of reply sent the man into a frenzy. Izuku watched as the man started to pace before he kicked hard, a head rolling to Izuku's feet, though this one sent a shock through him. “Tanya Grey.”
“Yeah, one of the first to die.” He sighed, kicking the head at a wall to a sickening crunch. Izuku felt a cold shiver rush down his spine as the head slid down the wall and rolled, one of the eyes crushed, though most of the skin on the face was already gone anyway, leaving Izuku curious how he even recognized her.
The hair, he realized.
But that meant that the girl had been a fake when they'd met the Greys earlier. “You tricked them into thinking their sister was alive? You've been faking being someone else for years?”
“Almost five. She's not rotting very fast down here. I think it's the humidity? I don't know. I tinker. Yeah, five years ago she went to a friends house to spend the night, but didn't make it. She was found halfway there with a head injury. She forgot a lot, and was a bit confused, but she suddenly was great at tinkering, and her slight vocal quirk was a lot better.” he chuckled, watching as Izuku stared.
“They never knew she died. They didn't even know to look for her.” He whispered, feeling his stomach drop. “The one leaving the cameras was you. You knew that you could always go look and see any clues they had. You could keep an eye on your own investigations. You could watch everything, and no one had a clue it was you.”
“Even better. I've been sneaking in to them. I've been able to get around and lay the cameras and see so much on my own. I've snuck into your apartment and crawled between you and Katsuki, I've touched you and watched you smile and reach for him. I get into so many places and you never know when I'm right beside you.” He watched as Izuku stared, surprised, but more grossed out than afraid. “You're really no fun anymore.”
“You were between us while we slept?” Izuku asked, thinking of how he slept. He half laid on top of Bakugo, his head on his shoulder, his arm wrapped over his other shoulder, his upper leg moved between Bakugo's to make sure he didn't move his hips away.
The form before him grinned before he stood up and took a step closer, beside Izuku's foot, melting away into almost nothing.
At first Izuku thought he was completely gone before seeing slight movement and stared, realizing there was a bug. Izuku blinked before he shook his head, lifting his half untied foot enough to break the rope and brought it down.
All of the terror, so many people dead, so many bodies, and Izuku killed them by crushing them like a bug. He couldn't even move for a bit, just staring in shock.
It took him a bit to recover and stretch enough to break the ropes, but after that, it was easy to find the way out. He followed the closest doorway out, seeing a light above from a ladder and crawled up, finding Kaminari and one of the local police crawling down from another ladder. “That was easy.” Kirishima mumbled, staring in surprise. “Did you catch him?”
“I... didn't. I'm sorry. I think I go to jail for this, but I killed him.” Izuku whispered, watching as Kirishima stared. “He didn't just shift into people. He tried to show off and turned into a bug.” Izuku watched as the others stared, confused and a bit alarmed.
“And... that worked? You convinced him to change into a bug?” Kirishima asked as the officer draped a blanket over him, seeing Izuku trembling in a cold sweat, his whole body covered in rope burns.
“I didn't have to. He was bragging about sneaking into the apartment and getting between me and Kacchan. When I asked how he just laughed and turned into a bug. I'd been working on loosening the ropes he had me tied up in and I had my feet just a little loose, but it was enough to break it and... step on him.” Izuku swallowed, holding out his hands to the officer, who just stared back in surprise.
“I'm not arresting you for stepping on a bug.” The officer sighed.
“Well, you may not consider them a bug when you see their den down there. Body parts everywhere. It's a nightmare.” Izuku looked over to Kirishima, who frowned, grabbing Izuku's arm.
“Tell the officer where it is. Me and you are going up. We're heading out.” Kirishima stared, his hand around Izuku's bicep strong, letting Izuku know he didn't want to fight on it, though honestly Izuku didn't want to anyway.
“I should go down to show them where the bug is. It is another body, whether we like it or not.” Izuku sighed, looking deflated, and the officer shook his head.
“Don't worry about it. Just go up and give your report.” The officer said, patting Izuku on the back, leaving him looking in surprise.
Izuku nodded. “Down the ladder. Just follow the light. It's the only one down there.” He whispered, and the officer nodded before heading down the stairs, and Kirishima moved Izuku to the ladder.
“Now you go up.”
Izuku climbed up, stumbling a bit as he made it to a searching site, spotlights pointed up the building as officers rushed through, though when they saw Izuku climb out of the opened manhole a group of men stilled, staring before one of them turned, calling out. “Chief, he just came out!”
“He what?” This time the chief on scene was one Izuku was familiar with. Chief Tsuragamae came over, seeing Izuku staring up in surprise before he again held out his hands.
“I killed him.” He whispered. “The guy who kidnapped me, he turned into a bug and I stepped on him.” He watched as Tsuragamae stared a bit startled at the confession before the other officer that had gone down nearly tore himself out of the hole behind him, throwing up on the ground behind him. Izuku turned around and swallowed, stepping back as he saw the terror in the other man's eyes.
“He's not a bug anymore, but the bodies... Chief, it's a bloodbath. I've never seen anything like it.” He swallowed, reaching to wipe his mouth with the back of his shaking arm.
“He said he'd been killing subs that had been saved by doms for the last five years. He's been pretending to be Tanya Grey. Her body is down there as well.” Izuku looked down, his mind still trying to process.
It all seemed so anticlimactic. It seemed like everything was half done, and he couldn't figure out what to do. “Are we sure it's really him down there? Should I go check? Should I make sure?” He looked to the chief who could see the strain and stress he was under.
“No, I'm calling the other side of the building and having Aizawa and Bakugo come to get you. You go home. We'll figure this out later.” He watched as Izuku nodded, wrapping his arms around himself.
“I'll walk him over. He's my roommate, after all.” Kirishima spoke to Tsuragamae, wrapping his arm behind Izuku, leading him around the side of the building. “It's over. You're fine, and we're going home.” He said softly, patting Izuku on the back.