⚠️Authors Note: This chapter contains brief sexual assault and abuse. Please read at your own risk ⚠️

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You open your eyes a few hours after you had fallen asleep. You notice the empty cup of ramen was gone off of the coffee table. Bakugo must've come home. You slowly sit up in the bed, feeling a bit dizzy. Your stomach churns a bit, and your body feels completely numb to any discomfort besides that hunger.

"Ah.." You breath softly as you slowly throw your legs over the side of the bed, then you stand up. You spot a clean pair of clothes also on the coffee table.. Did Bakugo leave this? Maybe.

You change into the very baggy pajama pants. But you tied the drawstrings to make the waist a little tighter so it didn't fall. Then you threw on the T-shirt which was also too big. But who cared.. Being out of that old shirt you used to wear? It felt pretty nice!

You exit the room, approaching the voices that were coming from the living room. But you stop slowly as you hear your name being mentioned.

"You know she isn't a threat right? Bakugo you can't be serious. They really want to take her in even though she's clearly been kidnapped?" You hear Kirishima speak with a concerned voice.

"Yeah, I'm not very happy about it either. She's clearly been through a shit ton, and she just was brought in and given a warm place to stay. Now they wanna lock her up. Fuck that. I'll fight it.. I might have given up the hero role, but I still know what's right and wrong," Bakugo hissed as you spotted him toss his phone to the side.

You realize the situation immediately. They think you might be a freak because you're connected to this man. You're connected to one of the biggest mass murderers who everyone thought was dead.. He most certainly wasn't. You disappeared from your family about 2 years ago. And here you are..

"I'm going to go and see if she's awake. I still have dinner waiting for her. I'm sure she's hungry. We'll figure this out eventually. For now let's just make her comfortable. I'm glad though you seem to want to help ya know?" Kirishima said to Bakugo.

"Yeah well, I'm not a complete asshole anymore," he mumbled as he stood and he ushered Kirishima to go and heat up the dinner as he started approaching where you were standing in the hallway. Panicked, you back away but you trip and fall backwards onto your butt, a little squeak coming from your mouth.

Bakugo immediately rushed to your side to help you up, his large hand dragging against your back. You felt your heart skip a beat. He was so close.. You can smell the cologne wafting off of his clothes. You can also slightly see down his shirt. He's so muscular.

"You okay, Y/N?" he asked with a concerned gaze as he helped you up. He didn't seem to notice at all that you were blushing. "I'm assuming you heard all of that," he mumbled as he walked you to the living room.

"I'm fine," You say immediately, a light blush on your face still. He led you to a small table with cushions to kneel on. Once you knelt down, you could smell food from the kitchen and you realize how god damn hungry you are. Jesus..it smelled amazing.

Bakugo sat beside you after grabbing his phone from where he had thrown it. "So," he sighed as he saw Kirishima bringing out the food. "I really just..am curious. If that motherfucker is still alive, is there a chance that our friend, Deku, is still alive? Have you ever seen anyone who looked like him?" He asked as he shown you a picture. This one he showed was a picture of the two of them. Bakugo had his arm wrapped around his waist, and Deku was taking the selfie.. Were they..together?

The smell of food wafted through your nose though as soon as the plate was placed in front of you. Honestly you just wanted to eat first and then answer questions. You knew they were coming.

"Just let her eat first," Kirishima said as he sat across from you. Exactly what you were thinking. You just wanted to eat..

So you did. You stared at the rice and salmon given to you for a second before you took the chopsticks and started to eat. It felt like you haven't eaten in months honestly.

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After you finish your food and spent some time talking to the boys about themselves, you slowly push your plate away and look at Bakugo. You wondered..was this guy still alive? If Shigaraki was supposed to be dead and gone, clearly he wasn't, would this Deku supposedly be alive. That thought lingered in your mind.. You've never seen this Deku before so..yeah.

"Um," you started, seeing both of the guys perk up from their phones. "I don't recall seeing that boy at all.." You said quietly, seeing as a frown came upon Bakugo's face. "I'm sorry..I only remember..what was done to me.." You mumbled as a few flashbacks sped through your head.

Suddenly, an image appeared in front of you. It was him. Shigaraki. "Ah..ah no," you whimper shakily as you stared at the image in front of you. No. Oh no.

The image started to manifest. Your quick was activating. The pitch black figure appeared behind Kirishima, making Bakugo stand frantically.

"Oi!!" The man screamed and then launched himself at the figure of Shigaraki, and it suddenly disappeared in thin air as if it was made of steam.

The table was flipped to the side, Kirishima was staring at Bakugo with a baffled look. Your empty plate was also to the side.

"What did you just do??" Kirishima asked shakily, seeming to be a bit shocked this just happened.

You cowered slowly, looking away from the both of them. "I..Just let the heroes interview me and take me away. I'll only be a nuisance to you," you said instead of answering the question. "I was an experiment. What just happened is exactly what..he did to me," you grumbled as you hugged yourself gently, feeling warmth fill your body. A few tears also escaped your eyes, making you close them tightly. You tried not to summon anything else from your mind. Words from Shigaraki echoed in your mind.

"You are mine. You will come back to me. I will find you."

"No.." You muttered to yourself. "I don't want to," you said shakily. You could've sworn you heard someone call your name too. But you ignored it. Shigaraki's voice echoed again.

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Two months ago

"Ah this is amazing isn't it, Y/N??" A ragged voice cheered out, his hands clapping together as he approached you from your cell. You were sitting on the rather nice bed that was provided to you in this cell, having just finished your dinner. You gaze up at the male and watched as he approached you.

"Yes?" You spoke emotionlessly. Your E/C eyes showed absolutely no emotion in them either.

"Why the long face.. We have discovered something in your treatment that will help enhance your visions! More then just a couple of itty bitty spiders you can summon.."

As he said that, your eyes flickered, and the tiny spiders that your mind was showing you, came to life and began to crawl towards Shigaraki who only stepped back, and the spiders disappeared before they reached him. You did this yourself.

"Oh really.." You muttered, hugging your large T-shirt close to your chest.

"Yes! Come come, it will be a big discovery," The pale man hissed as he opened the cell and approached you, making you flinch back as he grabbed your arm, yanking you up.

Within a few moments you were in a dark room. A very familiar room with a table you had to lay on. You approached it and slowly climbed up, leaning back and laying on the cold surface. You inhaled as you watched him grab a large needle. You glanced down at your pricked up arm, wondering when this was going to stop..

Shigaraki grabbed your arm and picked a nice clean spot. "This..this is it, Y/N. This is the final piece to the puzzle.." The man pricked your arm and injected the mysterious liquid into you.. He tossed the empty syringe to the side, letting it break into pieces on the floor as he approached you.

"Still you are as beautiful as ever taking all of this.." The man grumbled quietly as he dragged his hand up your thigh slowly, making you freeze for a second before you sat up.

"Let me go back to my cell," You said bluntly as you got off of the table, slipping out of the room and leaving the male behind.

Once you were back in the cell, you panted heavily as you pressed both hands against the cold wall. You felt something strange. A cold and wet hand on your shoulder. And when you turned around, you were met with a completely black figure. A tall, black demon with white teeth and smiling,  staring down at you.

You scream bloody murder, realizing this is your creation. All of your creations have something unique about them. This one was completely black, and had a crazy smile. "Lucifer.." You muttered the demons name. He was real. He was a physical being.

You slowly reached out your hand to gently touch the wet and slimy demon, met with exactly as you expected. A solid, gross figure. He was here. It was him. He was here.. This is what Shigaraki wanted. This is what years of therapy has done. Created demons that now you can bring to life with a quirk you were forced to have.

You hear a sinister laugh behind you. "This is what I wanted! Finally' you were able to do it! The medicine worked like a god damn charm. And now you can bring your crazy creations to life. You have plenty of them. So many I would love to call weapons. We..will kill those pro heroes once and for all." Shigaraki laughed and slowly approached you, Lucifer only fading slowly into black smoke. Shigaraki placed his hand on your shoulder and squeezed. "Don't underestimate anything we can do any longer. We can destroy the world.."

Destroy the world.