Kidnapped . Verb ; take (someone) away illegally by force, typically to obtain a ransom.
[NAME]
[Name] stared at the black hole carefully, backing up slowly, Izukkun's not with me today, he's training. She thinks back to the meeting with Yagi Toshinori, the kind quirkless man who came over for dinner.
Izukkun can't save me. She thinks as a hand reaches out, "be good and come with us, we need you." [Name] backs up more, dodging the hand right and left as it hisses, she can tell it's a male by the way the body language, the hand that's so large and flakey.
Is he trying to kidnap me, why? Why? She wonders as it reaches out farther and farther, "Kurogiri, grab her!" He hisses loudly, unaware the girl can't hear him.
"I'm trying Master Tomura, it appears she's more athletic than the Doctor and Sensei mentioned." The deep voice says with a sigh as you jump back from the black portal.
I need to warn them that I didn't run away, I need them to know I didn't run away, I need them to look for me! [Name] thought as she looks around, spotting the camera around the noodle shop, dropping her bag she took off, another reason she's happy she loss her hearing, and thankful her other senses have how heightened due to the loss of hearing.
There, she thinks, I'm in front of the camera, taking her foot she stomps on the hand, watching it recoil in pain, not ready for what happens next.
[Name] stares at the man who came out of the warp quirk, he's angry, his red eyes bore into her [eye colored] ones, "you're a hell of a lot feistier then Sensei said you would be." He hisses, and [Name] feels fear, overwhelming hear, but she has to muster up the courage to deal with him, this asshole isn't no where near as scary as Kacchan, she thinks, I bet his quirk isn't as scary either.
Brining in a pool of spit she aims for his eye and doesn't miss, seeing him flare in anger she takes off, darting thought he sea of people, feeling the warp gate the man came out of hot on her trail, she stops at the police station fully aware she can't stop them from chasing her, I can't outrun them, and if I go in, I can't promise they'll kill my only way to be found. She thinks as she bits her lower lip before making her final decision. I'll just have to make it look like a suicide, she deicides as she takes off her shoes and brings out her tape recorder, she knows she doesn't have much time, so she closes her eyes and tries to speak for the first time since she was seven.
"Izuku, Mom, Kacchan, I love you." She knows her voice is fucked, she knows for a fact, she urns off the tape recorder and puts in in her shoe, stepping off of the steps, she lets herself fall in the portal, she never did remember what happened next.
IZUKU
Izuku stares at the [favorite color] hightop, the ones you two insisted on matching, but Inko said no, that you needed different colors.
Izuku took red, and you took to your favorite color, the two of you smiling as you held onto his arm, pointing to the shops you two needed to try now that you were third years.
Izuku felt anger rise in his stomach, "we assume..." "She didn't kill herself you fucking nitwit!" He screamed as Inko and his entire both looked taken aback, "my sister would never." "We all assume these things about..." "I don't think you get it, have you checked the video feed?" "Quirkless people..." "My sister isn't a fucking statistic." He says, his anger being clear to the officer, "or she would have killed herself within the first week of school, my sister is deaf, sure, but she's not a idiot, she knows what she's doing. I know my twin, way better than your statistics do." He says eyeing the officer up and down, staring over the adult man with a fury that cannot be quelled, Yagi clears his throat, interrupting his proteges rage from getting out of hand.
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Experiment : Blank(Fem!Nomu!Reader x BNHA) [Eventual Shinso x Reader]
FanfictionMidoirya [Name] went missing, that's all anyone ever knew, that one minute she was walking home, and the next minute she was gone, all that was left of her was her school bag, a pair of shoes, and a voice recording. One year flies by and she's back...