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"Ok, Midoriya should be in there."
"But he's under a lot of security, so we need to be smart about this."
Tsukauchi stated, him and a bunch of other pros plus Bakugo were crouched down behind an old bar.
"Tsk, can we just get the move on?"
"The longer we talk, the longer Izuku gets tortured."
Katsuki growled.
"I understand that Bakugo. "
"But we need to strategize before we do anything else."
Aizawa tried to explain.
"Whatev-"
Before the blonde could finish his sentence a agonizing scream ripped through the air.
But not just any scream, Katsuki knew exactly who that voice belonged to.
"Izuku!"
Bakugo shouted, completely forgetting all rational thoughts, he needed to find Midoriya, before it was to late.
"Bakugo, don't. "
Eraser head quickly grabbed ahold of Katsuki's hand, silently begging him not to go.
For all they know this could be a trap.
"KACCHAN HELP ME!!"
The emerald eye boy yelled.
Bakugo didn't think twice, he had already swiped his arm away from his teacher, and ran inside the bar.
Leaving him in complete darkness when he got in.
There was no sound, no light, absolutely nothing.
"Izu?"
Katsuki whispered, feeling like if he spoke to loud the world around him would break.
"K-Kacchan...."
Midoriya's frail voice called out, yet he was no where to be seen.
"Izu!?"
"Where are you!?"
The blonde whispered shouted, looking all around till he spotted a small tuff of green hair under a half broken table.
Katsuki got on his hands and knees crawling over towards the freckle teen, who was deadly pale.
"K-Kacchan my stomach h-hurts."
Bakugo's crimson eyes snapped towards the greenette's stomach.
Where an impaled wound seemed to be, bleeding out.
"Fuck."
Katsuki cursed, getting closer to the younger boy's stomach.
He needed to stop the bleeding, but how!?
"It h-hurts."
Midoriya whined, he looked badly beaten which made the blonde's heart ached.
"I know it does, but it's gone be ok. "
"Just breath alright?"
Bakugo whispered, as he took his shirt off.
He was hoping bud could soak up some of the blood so he could get a better look at the greenette's wound.
"This is your fault Katsuki."
That made Bakugo freeze, did he hear that right?
"Wha-why would you.... "
"You promised me you'd keep me safe. "
"But you lied. "
With those words spoken Izuku seemed to no longer exists.
He completely disappeared.
"What the hell!?"
"Izuku where the fuck did you go!?"
"We killed him."
Spoke up another voice.
Before Katsuki could ask who the fuck was talking, a person who was similar looking to the blonde walked out of the shadows.
Scratch that he was Katsuki.
"Nani!?"
The blonde yelled, not fully understanding what he was seeing.
"We killed him. "
"We couldn't protect him."
"We failed him. "
"N-No I didn't!"
"Yes you did, we both did."
"No no no no no no!"
"Your wrong!"
"Aww who are we kidding Katsuki?"
"We're always right. "
"KACCHAN!!"
"HELP ME PLEASE!!"
"THEIR HURTING ME!!"
"Izu!?"
"I'm coming!"
"Where are you?!"
The greenette's words bounced around the walls, While Katsuki desperately tried to find him.
But he didn't have much luck.
"Kacchan.... please help."
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"Izuku!"
Bakugo yelled, sitting up and falling flat on his face in the greenette's dorm.
Katsuki was gasping for air, his lungs were begining to burn but he didn't understand why.
Breathing was an easy thing to do, why couldn't he just calm down!?
"F-Fuck!"
Bakugo stuttered out, becoming a bit light headed.
That nightmare felt so realistic.
Bakugo's crimson eyes caught a stuff animal that was under Midoriya's bed.
He reached under and quickly grabbed it, realization dawning on him that it was a pomeranian stuffie.
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"Hey Midobro, don't get the angry pomeranian to mad he may bite. "
Kirishima teased.
"Nah, he's more bark then bite."
Izuku giggled, as he continued to run away from a laughing Bakugo.
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"Tsk, s-stupid nerd. "
Katsuki muttered, breathing in the scent of the stuff animal.
It smelled like Izuku, which means he definitely cuddled with it often.
"I'll find you, I promise I will. "
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"Sit why don't you."
It sounded like a suggestion, but Midoriya knew better.
He was telling him to do as he says or else.
Once Izuku was seated, his father walked over to his chair and sat back down.
Leaving a tense atmosphere for one of them to break.
Izuku didn't want to be the first one to talk, he didn't want to give his father that privilege.
But he had questions.
And like always his curiosity got the better of him.
"Why are you doing all this?"
"What do you mean?"
Izuku scoffed at his father's reply.
Of course he was gonna be difficult.
"What do you have to gain?"
"What are you trying to accomplish by doing all this?"
"By creating this league?"
"You've always been a curious boy. "
"Even when you were younger, always blabbering on about other people's quirks, asking me if I knew their weaknesses or even their strengths."
"I must admit it was annoying, and those notebooks you started up I believed to be pointless. "
"Where are going with this?"
"Why aren't you answering my question?"
"Hasn't anyone ever told you it's rude to interrupt?"
Hisashi snarled.
"I know that, I just don't care when it come to speaking to you."
"I don't tolerate ass-holes."
"What about Katsuki?"
Something didn't sit right in Izuku when his father mentioned the blonde's name.
It was like he was letting Midoriya understand, he knows about him and Bakugo's relationship.
He knows how much they care for each other, and if need be he will threaten the blonde's life in order to get what he wants.
"That's different."
"Kacchan was an ass-hole because that was how he was raised. "
"He was raised to not show his emotions or he'll be considered weak. "
"You on the other hand, are just a cold hearted bastard who only cares about himself."
Hisashi sneered at his son, not liking how he was being talked to.
"You want to know my goal?"
"What I'm doing all this for?"
Midoriya didn't reply, he just waited for Hisashi to continue.
"I want to build this society over again, only the strong ones are allowed to live though."
"Those who are quirkless, or have weak quirks like your mother, die. "
"Do not call my mother weak!"
"She is one of the strongest people I know!"
"Do not raise your voice Izuku!"
"Your mother is weak and so were you. "
Midoriya sucked in a breath, he needed to be smart about this or he could end up being killed or getting someone else killed.
"However you have a quirk now."
"A strong one at that. "
"Which is why I want you to join me, be by my side. "
"Call it our father and son bonding time. "
"I hate to know what that would consist of. "
Midoriya grumbled, before moving on to something else that has been picking at his brain since he talked to Shi.
"I have another question. "
"If your guys goal was for me to join y'all as in for me to come to the league willing, why kidnap me?"
"why not wait?"
"Because the thing we didn't expect was Bakugo to all of a sudden have a change of heart."
"My goal was to make you feel completely isolated, like no one was really there for you and there was no one you could talk to. "
"And if you were to talk to a teacher, well then that's where Shi would of came in. "
"They would of manipulated me again, but this time it would of been me telling a 'teacher' what happened and Shi acting like they don't believe me. "
"Ding Ding Ding. "
"Like I said before you've always been a smart boy."
"Any who the only problem was you weren't becoming a broken insecure mess, you were getting better. "
"And actually having hope that you could feel happiness again."
"Oh right and you know every father wishes for thier child to be mean and bitter. "
"Oh wait never mind that's just you. "
"Izuku, I know right now you hate me and you think what I've done is despicable. "
"But in time you will understand."
"You had me raped!"
Midoriya barked, he felt hatred burning inside him.
It physically made him sick.
"All for a good cause. "
"Fuck you!"
Midoriya shouted.
"Tsk, that's it!"
"I've tried talking to you, but you won't listen so I guess I have to try other techniques. "
"You can try whatever you want, but I'm not joining. "
"I'd rather die. "
"We'll see about that. "