Monster||BNHA Fanfiction [ OLD VERSION ]

1 ~ The Tank

*+1 year*

3rd Person POV

Izuku shivered and growled as a sudden gust of cold air hit the puncture wounds from the needles that had been forced into his tender, pale, freckled skin. His white tail flicked frequently as he put his head in his knees poking his thighs with his horns covering himself with his matted dirty wings that were SUPPOSED to be "white".

"Collect project IM-205 and bring him to room WR-2318."

Izuku's growls lessened, this was the sort of only okay-ish thing in this hell hole.

The tank, it was like a large tank of water you'd see in an aquarium but instead of just fish they'd have Izuku in there to test how long he and his mermaid scales could last in hot water, cold water and water that had been infected by things like tar and oil.

Just then a tall man with dishevelled, oily black came in and yanked him up by the arm forcing him to stand on blemished, skinny legs. They walked to the very end of the hallway where the man opened the door and Izuku saw it.

(Ignore the little bitch ass kid, pretend there's sand at the bottom)

The tank.

It was the prettiest thing he'd seen since his mo- no, Inko had gotten rid of him.

"Come on freak, get your ass up in there."

Heh, freak, that's what they called him.

He was the freak.

OBVIOUSLY.

It couldn't be them for injecting quirk after quirk after quirk into his small body that shouldn't have been able to take it but... it could.

It couldn't be them.

No, it was him.

He was the freak.

Anyway, he climbed up the ladder on the left side of the tank and dipped his feet in smiling before dunking himself in.

*transformation music*

Izuku swam behind the plants and pressed his legs together looking away as scales and extra "meat" grew on his legs.

Today he was going to be...

A betta mermaid... or merman I guess.

A red one cause why not?

(All the scales, whenever he becomes a mermaid the scales will crawl up to his chest like it would do females but he's not, he's a little boy)

Izuku smiled and did little turns twirling to his heart's content, this was the only time he truly felt free, not chained down nor being stabbed with a thousand needles at once.

Just free.

Besides, they couldn't breathe underwater, it's not as if they could do anything.

Izuku swirled around the seaweed stretching as they tickled his smooth scales barely becoming fazed as it became colder in a sudden burst.

"Curious."

It wasn't that cold, -12°C, he could go colder.

He swam down towards the bottom where grainy, beige sand sat never moving and never changing except this time... it was sticky... and grey...?

Izuku frowned, muttering.

"Tar."

Izuku snatched his hands out of the sand and used the end of the tail to use the normal sand to cover the unclean stuff crossing his arms and scowled baring his sharp teeth.

*huff*

"Curiouser and curiouser."

Ugh.

Izuku snapped his head to look at the man with never-washed black oily hair, when was that man going to come to terms with shampoo and conditioner?

He swam away to a little space cave thing and layed down curling his tail.

"Hmph."

(iF sEnPaI wAnTs mE tO—)

However Izuku quickly jumped as a oil spurted out and almost got in his eye but luckily it only got onto his cheek and little into his silky black hair.

(Like this texture and length but in black)

Izuku glared and smacked the glass with his tail to show how annoyed he was.

He yelled and smacked it again, "you look like a JACKASS!"

And then it got colder, -21°C-ish but - again he could go even colder. Then he backed up into the wall behind him that was made up of moss and seaweed.

"Aber du siehst aus wie ein Esel..."

(But you do look like a jackass...) 

He turned upside down and threw his tail over his head and covered his face with the end of his tail.

"Return IM-205 to its containment."

Did I mention he was actually really aggressive than past experiments so he had to be in a safer room?

Nein?

(No?)

Ah, ok.

Well he was.

🎶End Of Chapter 1: The Tank🎶

Lolol started this story with no idea of what to do so don't expect updates often.

bye!