Not Too Different (MHA/BNHA) [undergoing editing]

Chapter 7- Kidnapped

"Speech"

Thoughts

Mysterious voice

(A/N. I love writing, if people don't read it it's alright, but for those who do, it'd be nice for some feedback. BTW there is no kissing in this part..... Just the picture... BTW, I love that picture UwU)

(Izuku's POV)

I had felt myself get picked up by strong arms, moving around a bit before my stomach lurched at a sudden drop. I couldn't do anything since well, I haven't fully gained consciousness.

I have this new feeling of..... Pride? Is that what I should call it? Well, all I know is that, whatever was happening, I knew I could escape if I wanted..... No matter what it takes.

After a bit, I heard some voices.

"OOoooooh! Is that Izu-kun!? He's so cute! He's bleeding too~ May I just-" Then I felt the person holding move, giving me another lurch in the stomach.

"Awww... Dabi-kun! Let me have some of his blood~ Please!" The female voice continued.

Dabi? As in the one from the LOV? I thought.

"Shigaraki, we have retrieved the boy. Why does he want him anyway?" A dark voice spoke.

"I don't really know..... It was just a message Sensei managed to send me through telepathy...." A raspy voice responded.

"He looks dead inside...."

I twitched at that. I mean... they're not wrong, right?

"Woah! Can he hear us? Or is he dead? If he is then GIVE ME HIS BLOOD STITCH FACE." The female voice said again.

"Stitch face? What type of nickname is that?" The man holding me said, I could feel the rumble from his voice.

"It suits you rather well, actually." The raspy voice said.

"Shut it, Hand job."

"OOOOOoooo! Shigi got a new nickname!"

"SHUT UP. Just bring the kid to the torture room or something.... It looks weird with you holding him like that in front of everyone... Like you're his prince in shining armor." The guy said, who is probably Shigaraki.

"Torture room? Why? I don't even know if he's dead or not. We just grabbed him out.... from what I heard he was on deaths door." Dabi said.

"Whatever. It doesn't matter which room you put him in! Just make sure he doesn't escape..... if he's alive."

Was i really that close to death?

Yeah. You didn't listen to my warning about not falling into that dream.

How was I supposed to know!? You were being all cryptic and mystical, so I didn't understand.

I felt myself get put on a cold surface, making me shiver slightly.

"Ha... So he is still alive. That's rather lucky for him I guess..." I felt hot breath on my face. It smelled like cinnamon.

I then heard some odd clinking, before I felt something ice cold rap around my wrists as well as ankles.

I let out a whimper, due to being so cold.

"...... Fuck." I heard. Then some footsteps.

My stomach growled.

Damn I'm hungry.

You think that's what's important right now?

Are you always rude and judgy?