So this is my new villain deku story!!
!Warning this book involves, torture!, death!, depression!, maybe suicidal thoughts!, murder!, and just sad stuff!
Hope you guys enjoy!

Drip,

Drip,

Drip,

Water drizzled down the cell gate, Izuku tried to used the tapping to count seconds, to let him know he was still in this world.
The world was black, and masked in a drowned of feeling of wet blood.
His blood,
the blood that soaked to his skin and dried to his clothes. It washed through his hair and hung to his lips. He hated it, any blood. At the scent of it he could hear Toga's dark giggle and Shigiraki's thirst. He could hear his own screams scrapping to his ears, his muscles tensing and recoiling trying to escape and too scared to run.

This place was new, every few days in order to not be found by the heroes, Izuku was moved to a new location, this new dripping had grown more painful than he'd ever imagined. He knew why the Chinese used it as a torture method now...
But it couldn't amount to the pain through his whole body, and the blood...
His blood that was exploding in pain, the pain he could no longer pinpoint. Just the erupting feeling to one area and took over his body. Taking it to a numbness that made Izuku just want to die. Just to let his life stop and end all of it.

Die,

Die,

Die,

Izuku often wondered what it was like to die, his...friend...Kacchan's often yelled it to him and he wasn't going to lie. He thought about it, maybe even wanted it. Now he thirsted it, now he would want nothing more than for his body to give up and just.

Die.

His mother had stopped him before, he would return home and find Inko Midoriya smiling at him, bringing life to his numb body.
Before...
He wasn't sure how much time had passed maybe he had been here for years, maybe this one grasp for life, and his mother was dead.
No,
It had only been a few months he was trapped here, every second dragged on, like the time between these drips. Time that took one second would be hours, days would take years, and months would take decades. He didn't feel old, but he must of looked it. His skin scrapped against face, white hairs strained down his hair, balding down his scalp, soaking into the blood. His blood.

Drip,

Drip,

Drip,

Izuku curled to a ball and wanted to sob, another cry out to the darkness. His throat was raw and sobbing. Making any sound would only send more stabs of pain through his body. He rolls his head back. He wanted heroes, why weren't heroes here? He wondered if he had left Japan yet, trying to pull his thoughts from the dripping. It hammered into his head, like an arnvile against metal getting louder every time till it took over his whole soul almost drawing the scream to his lips. He wanted to save his throat for the torture, he wanted to save his flailing for the torture. He moaned going to cover his lips.
"Make it stop! Please..anything...anything else!" He yells out, begging for the villains to hear him. Or maybe even care. His voice came out differently than it once did before, it laced in pain followed by a heaved breath.

A giggle answered his call.
"Guess you were right Shigiraki." A voice whispered behind him, Dabi's it sounded tired and defeated. Living with the league of villains he'd gotten to learn a new side of them, Dabi was not the loyal follower as he'd shown in the summer camp attack.
"Should we do something boss? Move him another place to make him hurt more?" Twice prompted. Izuku sobbed to agree, ignoring his stabbing pains down his arms to cover his ears. Any torture was worse than this. Twice was loyal, Toga loyalty decided on how much she could kill or hurt someone. 
"Why?" Shigiraki asked slowly, Izuku moaned, why really? Why would Shigiraki move him to receive less pain? Was this surely his last and forever torture, the dripping. 
Maybe if the villain's won't let him die, maybe this would cause him to go insane. At least he wouldn't be aware of where he was anymore.
But mum, if mum saw him again. He squeezes his ears, he couldn't bare to let her suffer like him. 
Sound was fuzzed around him and getting louder, louder drips. Steps. Rough hands grabbed him, pulling his hands from his ears. Yanking them away, rough nails digging to his infected wrists. He screams and looks up, blurred images of Dabi and Toga. He whimpers.
"What?" The sound barely comes out.  Dabi leaned down.
"We'll give you a minute of freedom before you come back...Shigiraki doesn't want to you to get too bored." He explained gruffly.
"IT WAS MY IDEA!" Twice pokes in, Dabi looks up and grunts, shaking his head, not caring and looks down back  at Izuku.
"Get up." He orders.

Izuku scraps his body trying to get up, his body can barely move.
"Toga grab him." Dabi orders. Next to him Toga giggles.
"I'll get nice and close ❤." She says.
She was stronger than she looked, grabbing  Izuku's back, and forcing his body up. Izuku screams, not trying to fight it, he puts one leg under the other, coming to a knee posed. His chests hurts, as he scrapes at Toga's waist, pulling at her weight. Toga giggles.
"Touching me Izu-chan." She says with a dark blush. Izuku scowls, he'd grown used to her comments, he hated them. Dabi grabs around his waist and pulls the boy to his feet. Izuku heaved his chest, as it grows heavier. His legs were shaking badly and wanted nothing more than to collapse down again. No, letting the villains do what they wanted at this point costed less pain than trying to fight them. He leans into Dabi and Toga, resting his head against Dabi's chest. Dabi grunts, at this point not caring. 
"Take him to the truck." Shigiraki growls above them. Twice takes the chains against his wrist.
"Don't say good bye yeeet." He laughs, pulling Izuku forward.

Izuku lets his weight lean to the tug, only letting small moans go over his weight. He can barely feel his feet as every step drags against the bloodied concrete. 
The only good sound was the dripping getting further away...
DRIP,

DRIp,

DRip,

Drip,

drip, 

drip...

He was pulled into a dark van. That van, always that van. He was sure the smell would be embedded to his nose now, if he was ever to get away from THIS place, that smell would always be there. 
He lets his body crumple to the dark metal room. Grunting as the ground. Two villains climbed next him and dragged his body deeper to the room, it doesn't fight it, it doesn't dare. Some people are talking, their tones were hushed and secretive. Gleeful and excited, talking about his next torture no doubt. Someone pulls the chains on his wrists up to the hold, attaching them, leaving Izuku half hanging up, leaning against the weight and digs to at his broken ribs.  The van closes shut with a large bang, piercing his sensitive ears. His vision blackens from it. 
Spinner gleefully whoops as he climbed to the front. 

It begins, the bad driving, the swaying and the massive need to throw up the whole way... Izuku closes his eyes hoping, only hoping he could fall asleep the whole way. Maybe the villains would let him live through this... Izuku closes his eyes, 
Sleep, 

Sleep,

Yelling,

....

Yelling? Why was there yelling?

He hears Spinners voice.
"Look I got my license! I just look like that villain guy..." He says. Izuku snaps his eyes open.
"Sir... Please sir step out the van." A women growls.
"No I'm an innocent man!" Spinner snaps, Toga giggles in the back. A smile spreads Izuku's lips, the police were here?! He tries to move, his chains crackling against the side of the van, he goes to open his mouth. Cold hands grab around his neck. Izuku tenses and whimpers. Slow breathing draws close to his ear.
"Don't you try..." Shigiraki growls at him, under his breath. Izuku nods slowly. The yelling gets louder.
"STEP OUT!" The police continues to yell.
"Open the van now!" Spinner suddenly stops replying.
"You'll die if you open the van..." He replies in a grin. "You asked for it." A shudder runs through the van, as the back is unlocks. Shigiraki giggles. The door is thrown open. Izuku whimpers as light streams through the door. Toga and Shigiraki jump out.

A man has his gun pointed towards the villains, Izuku has barely any time to process what they look like, before Shigiraki reaches his hand to the man, wrapping it around his face and kills them in an instant. 
Izuku bows his head, in respect towards them.


"BACK UP! WE NEED BACKUP!" The women was yelling, she was still next to the drivers side. Spinner laughs. She gives details of where they are, before her scream echos the road, the light kicks in, and Izuku process they are on a highway. More people are yelling and speeding away. The villains are here, the villains are here...
Shigiraki jumps back in, 'Drive." He snarls, the doors still wide open, the villains speed down the high way. Toga and Shigiraki unphased by the pressure of the 120km/h speed. Izuku nestled his head to his arms, please...let the police and the heroes come. 
His body is pulled back, chains cutting down his wrists. Blood ran down his wrists and to his face. 
Heroes please.

Sirens enter his ears, as the pain starts to cause his vision to go black. Sirens, shouting...
Maybe...
Maybe he was saved...

Yee
Chapter 1!

it'll get to villain dkeu later!
im jsut starting his orgin story!
if it gets enough views and votes/ads to reading list ill start chapter 2 soon!!
also can someone help make a cover..

-villain deku out