Izuku's Pro (11 years old)

I woke up again. I re-positioned my wings trying to be as quite as possible. Master was only 20 feet away. Luckily, he was sound asleep in his bed. I tried to move a bit farther from the wall but the chain that manifested from my master's quirk was attached to my collar, yanking my neck back. This is how's it's been for 3 years, absolutely no sleep. I'm being forced to be an insomniac. 

It didn't take long for me to figure out another capability of his quirk, 'Slave Chain' it lets him chain anyone of his slaves anywhere he want's. It's not a real chain but more of the black ink that someone else could simple walk through. But to me it was my prison. He could make it as long or short as possible, but he never stuck to one length. Some nights I haven't  been able to put my head on my pillow. Other nights, If I did something he did like he would make it so I would have to sleep well standing. He would also take my ragged blanket away moving it just out of my reach. I didn't have my blanket tonight, so I used my cheat and rapped my wings around my body. 

Earlier today he had been training me so I could do a new trick but...I messed up. My whole body is still throbbing. I can't believe that I fell of all things. Maybe that's why he took it out on me this bad. He was having me to a handstand with one hand on a tightrope well having the rope bounce up and down. He then told me to close my eyes, so I did. That's when I lost my balance. Luckily the net was under me this time. Ugh I should have been able to do that with no problem but my blasted wings were trying to come out, but the chain my master put around them wouldn't allow it, so, I lost my balance.

UHGG, theses wings have no use. 

My train of thought was broken as the master's alarm beeped signaling that it was eight o'clock. I just watched as he moaned and rolled his bounds of 'skin' out of his king-sized bed. He looked at me. "Good morning my little zu-zoo" He looked at me, lib turning up in disgust. "Looks like it's about time again." 

I looked down at my wings. The blue tips were coming back. He trimmed my wings about every 3-4 months. It was just normal now.

He walked towards me his nose still upturned. "No wonder why I couldn't sleep. Your smell must have entered my dreams." He looked down at me like a pet owner would if their dog had just rolled in poo. "Go clean yourself." The chain disappeared and reappeared in the bathroom. I walked towards the bathroom the ink chain shorting with ever step. "Stop!" I turned around. "If I have to help you again, you better say your prays." Chills ran down my back, remembering when I almost drowned. I HATE WATER. I would rather get kicked in the rips with a horse's hoof before he would 'help' me again. 

I nodded and rushed to the bathroom. I washed ever single part of my body with the soup he had bought me. I scrubbed feathers as quickly as I could.  I got out of the shower about 8 minutes later. Putting my pants on as he walked in. 

"Hold it." He walked in with the pair of scissors. I stopped. I spread my wings as he did the rest.

Blue feathers fell into the garbage can as I cleaned them off the floor.  

The only thing theses wigs are good for is dead weight. And they are getting harder to hide. Over the years I figured out that my wings hate collapsing and shrinking against my back. The longer they are in their small size the more my back hurts, and less control I have over them. My master figured this out and ever since he has let me sleep with my wings in their full size....

THEIR SIZE! My wings are only getting bigger, and now I have to wear an extra, extra-large hoodie to hide them. 

"COME!" Master's voice rang out sharp.

 I scrambled to my master. What did I do wrong? Why does he look upset? H-how can I help him? he looks so sad...?  

"Sorry zu-zoo but I have some business outside today and you can't come." He reached down and ran his hand though my feathers. His hand ended up on my head ruffling my hair. "The no pet rule and all. Looks like you will have to spend all day in here." His yellow toothed grin peaked out making his chin triple. "So sorry bud." I looked up at him.

"You really are my little pet zu. Don't worry we can pick up training when I get back." He moved his hand holding up my chin with two figures. "Don't look at me like that it's almost heartbreaking. See you soon zoo-zu." The chain when back to my bed. It was just long enough that I could use the bathroom. Then the door closed, and my master was gone.

I waited for an hour before I stared to hum then sing to myself. Any chance I could find to use my voice I will. I found out a couple months after I got here that if no one was watching me, then no one knew that I was talking so technically it did not break any of the rules. I could not talk to anyone. So, I would talk, sing, and hum to myself.

My Master doesn't like it when I talk because pets can't talk. Oh, how he was wrong. I can hear every single thing the animal are saying. Let me just say zebras are the worst. They are a knock off horse with a attitude of a wet cat. 

I stood in the same spot for a while and just stared at the closed door while I sung. My voice was so sore it barely came out as a rasp, but it slowly got stronger.  Finally, I stated to walk around. My bed was in the conner of his room, so I walked over to it, then crawled onto the mat.

UGG

 Even though my body was throbbing from yesterday it felt wrong to lay down. It felt unnatural. I hug my head over the edge of my mate touching the ground. I looked upstide down at the room looking over at the bookshelf.

Wait...A minute. I looked up, turning my head around. Just maybe... 

I stood up and stared to walk to one of the many corners in my Master's room. I watched as the chain stared to pull tight. 

I CAN REACH IT!

I grabbed a book off my master's bookshelf. Even though he is grossly overweight he was not dumb. My master would always have this saying, "If you never give a dog a bone, he will never learn the taste." I later learned that he meant. Slaves that can't read won't know any better. Little did he know I have spent every opportunity over the years to learn how to read. I opened the book. 

Time flied and soon the alarm clock next to his bed read 9:00 pm. I had read three books. All different genres. I had been reading the enter day and my eyes were pulsing with a headache. I carefully put the three books back to where I pulled them out of. Well four, he also had a dictionary that I would use to help me. This is the best day I've had in a while.... except I am staving.  I didn't eat anything yesterday, and barley had anything before yesterday too.  

"I'm famished." I laughed out loud using the word I just learned. "Famished" I said it out loud again. "I hope I'm saying it correctly." 

UGG when is master coming back I feel so restless! I want to go play in the arena. I want to do that trick agin. I tried to do a handstand, with my wings out, I completely crashing onto the ground. 

These stupid wings just screw up my balance. I rolled over onto my stomach and walked back to my bed. Above my bed there was two hangers one had a red mask hanging from it and the other had a real collar.

 That's how I got my name. Or show name, 'Santa's dog.' I have no idea what it means but it stuck. They saw my green and blue eyes, with the red mask on and the name never left me.

 In fact, anywhere else I wasn't allowed to take those two items off. Because of that I don't think anyone knowns what I look like. In fact, I don't think anyone here, but master and the animals know that I'm a beast, or what age I am, and they have never heard my voice. I really look like a pet to them. Just a pet.

I am alway's with master so I see him train with the other slaves too. He treats them like they are human and part beast. With me he only see's the beast. 

____

It's been...to long. Why wasn't he back?. I didn't dare go near the bookshelf fearing that he would walk in on me. Something was wrong. I ran to my bed and grabbed the two items and put them on. Instinct telling me too. I ran as far as I could to the door. The collar stopped me 5 feet from it.

Well, that was stupid.

Something is wrong. I need to go find my master! HE NEEDS ME! My master had limitation just maybe if he was too far away, I could break this chain. 

What if he's in danger? He always needs me! A feeling of panic pulsed threw my body. Running back to my bed and grabbed the chain. I put my feet on the wall and pulled as hard as I could. 

WHY DO I FEEL LIKE HE NEEDS ME! I mUSt gO To hIm!

I pulled harder. The chain, slit cuts into my hands. 

"NO MASTER!" I screamed. 

"Creek.....BAM!" The chain mounded then disappeared like a burning rope. I fell into the floor crashing into the ground.

...

What?

WHAT!

What was I thinking! I have to get out of here! 

I scrambled off the floor, then I kicked down the door and shrunk my wings down. I threw on my extra-large hoodie, and looked up and down the hall. No One was there.

I have been dreaming of escaping every day. I knew. I knew how to get out. I knew how to hide. My master made a mistake. He trained me into a monster. He gave me skills, skills that have kept me alive theses past years. He made me a beast and all beasts know how to hide.

I ran, I ran like the feathers of my wigs could fly. 

___

I have known for years that my under ground prison was under an old abandoned warehouse. The underground maze extended much farther than the warehouse above it. I ran out of one of the exits the animals told me about. After all, they were not all unconscious when they were brought in.

I ran into the warehouse. Little did I know that it was the same where house from 3 years ago. But as soon as saw it I remembered everything. The scene that unfolded before shocked me down to my core.

I saw six figures on the ground being tied up. Standing above these figures stood seven more figures. 

HOLD UP. 

O-One of them on the ground w-wa-was Master.

Out of the 13 people there, my master lifted his head and saw me standing in the door frame leading to the staircase down. 

"HELP ME ! NOW!" He reached his arm out form under-him towards me. 

All of their eye's landed on me. Then one of them yelled.

"Eraser! theres another one!"

The man pinning the master  down looked up. His red eye's glaring at me, hair flowing. 

Something is wrong. I just stood there and my collar didn't do anything. I took a step back and still nothing happened. Five of the seven men stood up and looked at me.

 Crap. There was no way that I could get around theses figures. The master must have pissed off another villan. There was no way I'm going to get caught by them. There just more people who are going to use me.

Panicking, I looked around and saw a open stare case leading up. I ran at my top speed. I ran up turning around and around as I ran up the the spiral stair case. I looked back down at the figures, only to see five of them chasing me.

O-one of them...h-h-had wings. He was flying straight at me! I tried to pick up more speed. I looked back again and saw a collision about to happen. A white clothe was heading start for me and a man covered in flames was almost at my feet. The man with feathers what hovering right outside the railings.

There was only one thing to do. I jumped. 

Neither of the men expected it. The flamy one crashed into the white clothe catching it on fire while tangling himself up in it. I had a second before it burnt away but that's all I needed. I was in the air and Flamy was below me. I slammed my feet onto his back and used that momentum to shoot myself over the railing at the man who was flying. I then used him as a springboard to boost myself up to the top of the stare case, swinging my legs over the railing, and flinging the door open to the roof. 

I stopped in the door frame. What is this? I-It was cold.

I reached up and touched my face. I looked down at my wet hand. W-was I crying? 

I looked around at the rooftops around me. I knew from the books that I read that this, this was snow. I only stopped for a moment longer, then I flung myself off the roof. I was falling down the side of the building.

I kicked off the wall and rolled onto the ground. Never breaking my momentum. My footing was perfect until the snow moved under my foot and my ankle rolled out from under me. I crashed sliding a couple of feet before I got up again and ran as hard as possible ignoring my foot. 

I ran to the end of the wear-house easily jumping the fence. The men behind me had paused for just a moment when I jumped off the roof. That's the only reason why they hadn't caught up to me.

I must have surprised them.

I ran into the alleyways surrounded the ware-house. They followed. I Sharply turned a around a corner. I started to jump off the walls so they would lose my footsteps in the snow. I saw couple garbage bins, along with some card bored boxes. I skipped them and turned around another  corner. I saw a couple more boxes. I chose one of the smaller ones and crashed into it. I quickly turned around and closed the boxes flaps. As soon as I did the men turned around the corner. 

"ITS A DEAD END!"

"HURRY HE MUST HAVE GONE A DIFFERENT direction."

"Or he's hiding, his footsteps disappeared on the last turn."

My heart froze. This man's voice sounded tired. I slowed my breathing.

"Hawks is up above and hasn't seen anything."

I peeked out of a hole in the cardboard box. I saw the man who was talking he had his hand against an eat peace. The box was to small for me to turn around in so I watched everything upside down, laying on my back. He looked straight in my direction. I froze knowing that if I moved he would see me. 

"There where four other directions he could have gone and this is a dead end. There were also garbage bins back there he could have hide in. Let's all take a different direction and don't overlook any spot big enough to hide in." The man turned around and started to run back from where he came from. The other's all heading into different directions. 

They turned it into an area search. It seemed that I was safe here. There was no way that I was going to move and risk someone seeing me. My whole body started to shake as the pain from my ankle spread up my leg. My eye's started to feel heavy...