Fandom: My Hero Academia

I know how much you missed my depressing stories with even worse endings and I'm here to tell you they're back! I hope you're happy, you sick bastard...

Edited

Warnings: Medium gore, angst, depressing themes

New ending

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2nd person P.O.V

A pretty lady with pink fluffy hair and a shining smile looked into the camera.

"Hello, I am Rosemary Allens with News 28. Here to report the search for the six Pro Heroes that went missing 6 months ago have yet to be found. Police say they have a lead and they're investigating the building where they're assuming the teens to be in. No longer are they considering this thing missing person case but a murder. "

The beautiful woman walked over to the side as the camera panned over to a mother with blue puffy eyes and white hair.

"Here I am with the mother of two of the Pro Heroes, Ashley Valentine and Kate Blu, Madam, how do you feel about this current situation and the change in reports? Where were you when your children were kidnapped?"

The weeping mother softly glared at the woman as she shoves the microphone in her face, asking her tedious questions and not being sympathetic about her situation. She couldn't exactly be too upset seeing as it was her job.

".... I just want my babies back.."

−

An officer swiftly enters the room surveying everything with his gun. He was jumpy, but he had a mission to do.

He continued to run down the hall, passing multiple corpses. Most were badly burned. He needed to get those kids.

He was rushing down the hall and suddenly he heard a faint voice.

"... W-wait.... help!"

He stopped running so quickly he nearly slipped on the blood on the ground. He made a sharp u-turn and went back to the room.

He looked around, gun ready to shoot. He stared at 6 cages hanging from the ceiling. Each one seemed to have a body in them in different slumped positions besides two.

"Help! Please!"

He looked down at a girl with blood-soaked black hair dragging herself over to the officer. She looked frail and weak like she hasn't eaten in days. There were visible bruises and cuts all over her.

She grabbed onto the officer's ankle desperately. "Please! They're dying!"

Seven days earlier

Shoto's P.O.V

"AH"

"Are you done talking back!?"

"Eat a dick-! AH"

Ever since they started with Ashley, I couldn't seem to open my eyes. It hurts that I didn't have enough strength to tell them to stop. I didn't have enough strength to do anything. It hurts to breathe...

I flinched for what seems like the thousandth time hearing a whip hitting flesh before the soft cries of my fiance in suede.

"Okay! Okay! I'll stop!"

"Are you sure? You said that last time and yet here we are"

More sounds of a whip meeting flesh and helpless cries.

"Yes! I'll stop! I.. I will.."

Taking a deep breath, I found the courage to open my eyes a bit. I cringed at the sight of my beloved bearing so many marks. Some old, some new.

It hurt so much...

To not be able to do anything. To not be able to help her.

I felt ashamed that moment she was dragged in here, maybe an hour ago, all I could think about was how she was so stupid for still talking back at this point. I'm such a coward for closing my eyes.. for not looking when she called for me...

Tears started falling down my face. I looked at her attempting to offer a sad smile. "I-... I-I'm s-.. s-... so sorry.. love"

I wasn't surprised when she did nothing but glare daggers at me and just as she was about to be dragged out the room... I heard her speak.

"I fucking hate you. "

With that she was out of the room, the door was shut, and I was back in darkness.

I shivered remembering how cold it was alone in the freezer.

It was cold. The first days of me being in here I attempted to heat myself with my quirk but I don't have the energy for it anymore.

"Haha.."

Tears kept leaking from my eyes as I got back into the fetal position I was in earlier in the cage's corner.

"I'm s-sorry"

The tears felt like they weren't stopping soon and I began shaking like a scared child.

"I'm s-so.. sorry..."

My small pitiful smile turned into a deep frown as I no longer could hold back my cries, not even when my tears started to freeze up and stick to my face like small icy daggers.

"...I-I'm s-so so sorry lo-.. love"

I roughly threw my head onto the bared cage, gritting my teeth, crying a river that only brought more pain.

"Pl-please d-d-don't.. l-leave me... "

Seven days and 1 hour later

2nd person P.O.V

The beautiful pink haired lady was back now in front of a big building that had broken windows and moss growing at the side of it.

She cleared her throat and moved some of her hair out of her eyes before looking at the camera with a big smile on her face.

"Hello, I'm Rosemary Allens reporting for News 28. I'm here with great news. Five of The Pro Hero Teens, as our viewers call them, were found all in very critical health but still clinging onto life. Officer Dalman was looking around the place I'm in front of now-"

She pointed to the building as the news station started showing pictures of the building before all the flashing lights of ambulances and police cars were around it and she continued to talk.

"..and looking out for any other villain that stuck around when he heard a cry for help by one of the Pro Hero Teens, Kate Blu-"

The picture of the building fades away to instead show a picture of Kate smiling; it was a school photo.

"-she looked injured and had multiple parts of her body opened up along with one of her eyes missing, though she and her fellow teammates were so beaten up and covered in blood there's a chance to be even more unpleasant injuries. As Officer Dalman helped Kate up and entered the room more, he saw that the four other teens were in there as well-"

The picture Kate fades and shows four school photos of four different teens, two of them not smiling.

"-the four other teens were Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, and Kate's younger sister Ashley Valentine. The whereabouts of Shoto Todoroki are still unknown, but we could confirm with his teammates able to talk that he is still in the building. Whether he's alive varies."

The pictures fade away and it's back to the pretty lady.

"-out of the six, Ashley Valentine and Eijiro Kirishima, are the most injured. Eijiro Kirishima being said to have about 26 missing teeth and his jaw dislocated in several places along with missing finger and toenails and a missing ear-"

The woman stopped in the middle of her sentence as she pressed an earpiece closer to her right ear listening to something.

"-I've just been told that he also has several organs missing from his opened stomach. Surgeons are doing their best to find donors and replacements on short notice. As for Ashley Valentine, she just like her sister is also missing an eye. There're patches of her hair pulled out revealing stitches and open wounds in her head, she was barely skin and bones and seem to have absolutely no blood in her multiple small cuts on her stomach legs, and arms along with her mouth being sewn shut. Doctors are trying to get scientists from a nearby lab to bring some liquid nitrogen over as she cannot take normal blood. It is said there's a good chance of her going into a coma if they put her asleep during surgery."

She took a deep breath after and moved some hair out of her face as she smiled brightly to the camera.

"This is News 28 and I'm Rosemary Allens. Back to you, Jacob-"

Izuku's mother turned off the television for her son as she sat next to his hospital bed crying.

"I'm so sorry! If I was a better mother and this wouldn't have happened! You and your friends would be safe and hanging out somewhere right now! I'm so sorry Izuku.."

The green-haired boy smiled softly as he put his hand on his mother's. "It isn't your fault.. we were just... at the wrong place at the wrong time. "

His smile faded a little as he realized something.

"They forgot to mention what happened to the other people who were kidnapped and said nothing about why Ashley needed surgery.... or the fire. "

His mom held his hand tightly but gently, "Maybe her family wanted to keep it private?"

He stared up at her.

"But what about the others- what about the fire?"

Six days earlier

Ashley's P.O.V

I gasped for breath as my head was pulled out of a tub of oil only to be dumped back in.

Thanks to me gasping for air some oil got in my mouth and as much as I desperately wanted to spit it out it would only make more get in.

My head was lifted from the tub once again and he threw me across the room.

I began taking deep breaths trying to get air back into my lungs after I started coughing up the oil and began taking deep breaths again.

"Now.. what did we learn?"

I stared up at the one person who I thought I could trust. Ever since I got here, he's always treated me nicely but look where that got me.

His red eyes seemed to grin at me as he pulled at his fingers in anticipation.

"N-never ask-"

I tasted some oil at the back of my throat and started a coughing fit.

"Never a-ask for w-water.."

He smiled happily at me as he lifted my chin.

"Good, good, good! Other than this little mishap you have been so obedient after you saw that your fiance doesn't care about you anymore! It's made my job so much easier!"

His smile turned into a smirk.

"Though I have to admit I kind of miss your fearless attitude, all I wanted was for you to realize that he wasn't coming for you.. not to stop fighting.. that makes it boring"

He stared at me a little longer before releasing my face.

"Maybe... I should spice things up a bit. "

My eyes seem to grow a few sizes bigger as I heard him looking through his cabinet of 'toys'

"Hmm.. whip? No, no, that's for punishments.. razor blades? Overused... Fish hooks?... that can work but with what?"

He looked up at the light bulb above his head, lighting up the dim room and smirked.

"Haha.. we're going to play a little game..."

—

I hissed, feeling another fish hook going to my stomach. He chained me to the wall and my captor was putting fish hooks to my stomach, arms, and legs.

"Don't worry four more than we can get to the game! But where to put them?"

He looked me up and down before snapping his fingers. "I know.."

He grabbed two hooks before simultaneously putting both of them through my cheeks. He then grabbed the last one and forced open my left eye.

The sudden contact with my face instinctively made me open my eyes wider.

"Perfect, stay still"

"What are you-! AHHHHHH!!!!"

I let a blood-curdling scream; he got the last hook and put it through my tongue.

I tried to control my breathing as I was hyperventilating. I felt my liquid nitrogen flow out of my left eye and on to other cuts which made them burn.

"Now... "

He put on some gloves and turned on the lamp beside me and took out the light bulb from the dim light hanging from the ceiling.

"...open wide before it gets cold"

I tried to keep my mouth shut, but it hurt to get my tongue inside my mouth for too long because of the hook.

His wide happiness filled eyes started to glare at me.

"Open your mouth before I heat it even more."

With the threat and the pain, I did as I was told.

He chuckled before shoving the heated, dusty bulb into my mouth. I whimpered a bit and started to take deep breaths for my nose. I was a little thankful for the bulb because the heat was soothing my tongue wound just a little.

"Now we can finally play! I will yank out every one of these hooks and for every time you scream, I will get a hook and put it back into another part of your body and then yank it out again. To help you from screaming, I gave you something to bite down on, which is why you have a lightbulb in your mouth."

He started giggling. "Just bite down anytime you feel like screaming."

I take a long look down at the light bulb.

I hear him laugh a little louder. "And if it breaks, I will put every hook back in and then pull them all out. Are we clear?"

Knowing he'll be upset if I didn't answer him, I attempted to say 'yes' only to be cut off by a sudden pain by a hook being pulled out of my forearm.

I tried my best to not scream or bite too hard on the glass. I let out a soft hiss in response to the pain, shutting my right eye tight unable to close my left one.

We continued like this. With him at random times pulling out the hook and me trying my best not to react violently to the pain. I know if I showed it hurt too much he'll pull out another on the spot. I was trying my best to not let the light bulb break as it already cracked a little.

I opened my eyes a little to see at least 50 if not more hooks on the table he was using to put them on then I looked down at myself to see that there was a bunch more to go.

"Hey sunshine~"

I looked back up at him to see he was holding the line to a hook inside my eye.

"P-plea-!"

I bit down on the light bulb before I could scream.

"What did I tell you about begging? You're supposed to be a hero! Why are you acting like the victim?"

"I-"

He pulled out another hook without warning, cutting me off. Forgetting how hard I was clamping down on the bulb, I bite down harder.

I felt it break...

Tears infused with blood leak down my face as I cried and wailed knowing what was about to happen.

I cried about the new-found pain in my mouth from all the glass shards stabbing me through my cheeks, tongue, and the top of my mouth.

I whined and begged as I felt the hooks being put back through my skin.

I even attempted to use my quirk, I was too weak..

And as he was about to yank out all the hooks at once...

I cried out for my mom.

Six days, an hour, and five minutes later

2nd person P.O.V

Katsuki Bakugo continued down the hospital hallway in complete silence. He did nothing but stare at the ground at his crutches. He watched as he had to put them forward before hopping along on his foot.

He thought back to what the doctor said to him and mother.

'He should be able to make a full recovery and a few months.....'

'Just a broken bone here or there some bruises that should heal in a few days....'

'Compared to what your teammates are going through you should feel very lucky, it could have been worse.....'

"It could've been worse.."

He repeated the phrase that had been said to him multiple times in the past few minutes. It was supposed to make him feel better, but all it did was make him feel guilty. He signed thinking about what they said on the TV about Kirishima.

'26 teeth... missing organs...'

His best friend is going to die. There was no point in hiding that fact. Both captured and taken to the same place. They were both tortured by the same people for the same amount of time... but only one of them would die.

Part of the blond wanted it to be him instead. But knew trading places on who dies or not wouldn't fix anything. One of them would still be dead.

He pondered on the idea... What if it was him instead? Yeah, someone still dies but it would be different because that's someone would be the one person who sustained the least amount of injuries while everyone else who went through extensive torture lives.

He wondered if they would feel guilty or maybe even envious...

He thought about the last time they would ever share a real laugh together.

It would have to be that night when they all went to that bar. It wasn't planned or anything. They all went one day at different times with different people to the same bar and then all left together to go go-kart racing.

A small smile kept onto his face as he started moving through the hallway again after stopping for a second to rest.

He kept going and suddenly a bunch of doctors and nurses started running past rolling a bed along with them.

He was quick to move out the way before he could've been trampled and looked at the person they were carrying before they rushed away.

"...Todoroki?"

Five days earlier

Kirishima's P.O.V

I shut my eyes tight and bit my lip drawing a bit of blood as the woman in front of me removed the rest of my fingernails putting them in a bucket.

"There we are..."

She glanced at me as a panted. I was trying not to move my fingers too much as they burned.

She smirked.

"Ya know, I enjoy our times together cutie~ Hearing you scream and cry out in pain is very manly indeed~ haha!"

She continued laughing as she left the room. It took me a second to realize that she forgot to tie my hands back to the chair...

—

I waited a few hours after escaping my leg restraints just to make sure the coast was clear. I could tell time passed because a small hole in the ceiling had light shining through it from the afternoon sun.

My eyes darted around the room. My adrenaline was kicking in. All I had to do was remember which way I had to go to get outside and get help. I felt my hands shaking as I started running the fastest I have in weeks.

My legs felt numb and I couldn't stop. If I stopped, I would never get this chance again. I have to keep going for my friends!

I don't care what she says; I know they're alive! They have to be alive, I could hear their screams.. they need my help-

"Hey!"

I stopped at the sound of a familiar voice and looked through a cracked door into a room.

"Bakugou?"

I peered into the room a little more only to see him inside a cage. He looked like he had just gone through hell and back. His arm was a dark, deep purple and his face had obvious bruises as if he was being punched repeatedly.

"What happened-"

"Don't worry about me! A guy is waiting for you at the next turn on your left which is the way to the exit but you're going to have to find another when you do look for really big brown doors! Hurry!"

I nodded quickly to him before running down the hall again.

I made a sharp right turn.

My mind a haze as I went tough different halls only to have to stop..

'Dead end..'

I started running back only to get hit in the face with a bat.

—

I woke up in a dimly lit room. I tried to move only to realize I was chained to the wall. It wasn't the room I was stuck in before I escaped...

Realizing my predicament, I quickly looked around the only thing I could move was my head.

I tried pulling myself off the wall with no luck. I couldn't even move my mouth as I had a muzzle on.

Suddenly fear washed over me, realizing what's going on.

Someone walked into the room. The quietness of their steps made me flinch and look in their direction.

"Whhmm arhmm yohmm!"

I tried talking, forgetting I had the muzzle on. The man chuckled and removed it from my mouth.

"Wanna repeat yourself?"

I took a breath for a second before asking again.

"Who are you?"

He chuckled playing with the bat he had his hands. "What's wrong? Missed your other torturer something? Too bad... She's busy. It's her turn to deal with blondie. You know, the one who tried to help you?"

I cringed.

"And don't worry about who I am, you'll be back in your cell shortly. Big man sent here me to punish you."

"W-what?"

He stared at me oddly for a second before breaking out into a fit of laughter.

"Haha!! You thought we were just going to let your little escape attempt slide!? We told you all if you tried to leave, we would punish you! And so far for these few months, it's been smooth until now! We thought we could trust you, and you take our lack of restraints for granted... I'm here to make sure that doesn't happen again... ha..."

Wiping an imaginary tear from his eye, he motions towards the bat.

"Now would you prefer this or..."

He picks up a rusty hammer.

"The mallet?"

I looked between the two blunt weapons then back at him in confusion. He only grinned.

"I'm planning to fix those pearly whites of yours, so if you don't pick... I will."

"What! No!"

"Mallet it is then"

He put down the bat and walked closer. He pulled down two large fishing hooks that I failed to notice because I was so focused on escaping.

"Now.. give me a big, bright smile. "

"Sto-!"

He cut me off by him jamming the two large fishing hooks on either side of my mouth before pulling them up and forcing it open from my top lip. I resisted the urge to show I was in pain, only letting out a small hiss.

"Now for the bottom.."

He did the same thing with my lower lip this time from hooks that were resting on the ground and seem to have a stretch like fabric keeping them there.

As he slowly pulled the hooks through my bottom lip and let go, the elastic fabric pulled the hooks back down as I groaned in pain.

I watched in terror as he grabbed the mallet and tossed it from one hand to the other before getting in a hammer smashing position like he was hitting with a baseball bat kind of.

"Say cheese!"

Five days later

2nd person P.O.V

Kate stared up at the ceiling as the news continued their broadcast in the background.

"This is UAN 7 and I am Foxan Shiners here to report good news. Local authorities have found the body of Shoto Todoroki in a burning part of the building. Lucky for him he was locked in the freezer so very minimal damage has come to him. Sadly, that's the only lucky thing going for him. Authorities found him with a hook protruding out of his neck and nearly frozen solid. Though because of the cold his organs and other important body parts were able to sustain long enough for them to rush him to the hospital and he is now stable with an extreme case of frostbite and won't be able to walk or move for matter of fact for a long while until the numbness wears off, which I mean told will take weeks"

The redhead pauses for a minute before signing out and putting the attention on one of her co-workers.

A small smile crept on to Kate's face as she heard her door open, revealing Bakugo on his crutches made for him and his broken arm.

"Hey. "

"..hey"

The blonde moved into the room more, closing the door behind him and taking a seat next to Kate's bed.

"They let you out of your room?"

"Yeah, I just have a few broken bones.. the doctor said to move around a bit to get my bearings with the clutches. "

"Hm"

The two sat in silence for a few moments. They weren't the closest friends, but they were friends and both needed some comfort.

"Did you visit Izuku?"

"Yeah, he's in the room just a door down from you. He sent me over to check on you since he has his mom. "

Kate smiled at the thoughtfulness.

They sat in silence for a few more moments before Bakugo spoke up.

"Did you hear about Todoroki?"

"Yeah, they found him in the freezer near where the fire started. I've been switching from news channel to news channel and so far none have even mentioned the fire other than UAN, but they didn't go into detail. "

"Figures it isn't newsworthy... I guess we're going to be the only ones who know what happened. "

"Not the only ones... they got away with, ya know?"

A day and a few hours earlier

Kate's P.O.V

I continued to scream in pain as my captor behind me continued to hit me repeatedly with a whip.

The whip he crafted was covered in razor blades each time he hit me with them I would get cut by multiple at once.

"Stop it! STOP HURTING HER!!"

Izuku...

He's been screaming as much as I have if not more for them to let me go.

Bless his soul.

For the past two months, they left us in a room with six cages. Him in one across the hall, mine in another not too far away from his.

We've watched each other get beaten, whipped, mutilated, impaled, and so much more... and yet we haven't stopped screaming for each other.

There wasn't a day where we tried to convince them to leave the other alone and put ourselves forward to make the others beating just even a little less painful...

It was just a cruel joke.

A sick, twisted joke was the louder the other screamed the worst the beating was it. Took us a week to realize that.

The guy finally stopped and closed my cage. I was covered in blood, my hair was missing in a few places and my eye had a cut in the middle of it but I could still see just barely out of it.

The guy seemed out of breath as he dropped the makeshift whip and turned to look at both of us.

"You two.. are so cute."

He took a sip of his glass of water was on a table next to him, taunting us with it.

"You both should learn what to give up and fend for yourself, but no.. that just too hard for you.. isn't it?"

We said nothing and did nothing but steer up at him as he laughed to himself.

"One of my favorites. Now be good dogs and stay in your cage as I light you a nice warm fire.. haha..."

He lit a cigarette and with one in quick inhale brought it down to the orange part and blew it the smoke he was holding in his lungs at us before dropping the bud and walking out.

"Fat hillbilly bastard.."

"Izuku, be quiet, he might come back. "

"...sorry.."

We sat in silence; we gave up talking to each other a long while ago.

Conversations got boring after a while when the only thing we could ever talk about was the real hope of getting out and whether the other was okay.

I started falling asleep after a slight blood loss when I saw it...

The carpet started to catch on fire.

Followed by the table, the glass of water was on.

A day and a few hours earlier

2nd person P.O.V

Kate and Bakugo made their way up the elevator to the surgical floor where Ashley, Kirishima, and possibly Shoto were.

As the doors opened, Bakugo stepped back so Kate could roll out first in her wheelchair.

They were going to Ashley's room since they were just given the news that she'll be okay soon.

Shoto went into surgery 30 minutes ago. They were attempting to heat his body a little more to defrost his organs as they closed up his throat wound at the same time.

Kirishima... was a different story. He was going out of stable and unstable at random times and having seizures from a lack of organs and heart failure. As much as no one wanted to say it the chance of him surviving was very, very low.. though not impossible.

Where's Recovery Girl when you need her?

As they got to the room, they heard the soft beep of her heart monitor and saw her resting peacefully on her bed. If it wasn't for the multiple tubes and wires going into her arms and head along with the tank of liquid nitrogen going into her veins, they would have assumed she was taking a nap.

They quietly shut the door behind them and went up to her.

"Ash... I'm so sorry. "

The white-haired female opened her only working baby blue eye.

"I don't want your pity. What's the situation?" There is a noticeable lisp in her voice most likely from the fishhook.

Her stepsister was a little stunted at the blunt response but couldn't blame her, she's been through a lot.

"Kirishima doesn't seem like he has too much of a chance, Deku's getting his sleep, they just found Todoroki and are working on him and no one will report about the fire and how it killed everyone else in that building"

Ashley nodded, closing her eyes again. "Kate?"

"Yeah?"

The white-haired female took in a breath as she opened her eye to stare directly in front of her.

"...what was the point?"

"The point?"

"The point we had in living"

Kate softly placed a hand on Ashley's arm. The snowball flinched at the contacted.

"To be heroes, make others happy."

"How are we going to do that now?"

"I.."

Kate's mind drew blanks.

"...I don't know..."

"Then what's the point?"