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(Y/n's POV)
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"My pretty pretty pretty pretty..."

"I told you I'd find you again..."
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"Uuuggnnn..." I moaned, slowly slipping into consciousness. I groaned as I tried to lift my head, immediately gasping at the stiffness and kinks my neck had to offer. I tightened my eyes before carefully began rolling my neck, grunting and groaning and the small cracks and pops that came from it. I must've slept on it wrong.

I groan softly, lazily fluttering my heavy lids as best as I could, trying to blink away any weariness that remained. As my eyes began to focus I began scanning my room, it's darker than it usually is; colder too now that I think about it.

I roll my head to the side to look at my alarm clock, only to be greeted by a wall. 'Huh?' Furrowing my brows and closing my eyes again I lay back down and reach for my blanket, not really in the mood and far too tired to care at the moment.

Reaching out for my blanket was unusually difficult. My arms felt like jelly and as if they were being weighed down. My face then contorted into confusion as my eyes slowly opened again, trying to adjust once again as I look down and see I have no blanket. 'What?' I questioned as I then sat up. I place my hands on both sides of my body as I prop myself up on my elbows; the rough, coolness of my bed rose questions within me so I looked down and examined the material.

But...it was my bed at all. There was...concrete?

I automatically snapped up, then immediately regret it, a sharp pain shooting up my spine. "Ah!!" I yelp. I try once again to fully focus my eyes then scanning my surroundings. I was indeed in a room.

But not my room.

My eyes snapped open as I began to frantically scan my surroundings. I was in a room...made of concrete? There were 3 cement walls, cold and rough to the touch. As my breath began to pick up I noticed bars. A lot of them parallel to me. Was I...

Was I in a cage?

'Nonononono.' I thought I tried to pick myself up, only to be weighed down by my hands. I gasped as my eyes widened.

Chains...

'Nononono. This is a joke. Another one of Hitoshi's sick jokes.' I thought to myself. "Haha! So funny!" I hollard, my voice echoing and mimicking me.

My mind begins to race, all possible scenarios and reasonings behind such a sick prank. I then began to tug on the chains, yanking and jolting as I began to hyperventilate, my mind running faster than I can comprehend.

I'm dreaming! This is a dream! A dream just like the others! I'll wake up any second now!' I encouraged as a way to calm me down, convincing myself that this wasn't real, none of this was real. I then jolt into a sitting position as I prop myself on my knees and begin tugging and trying my best to shake away the chains, ignoring the loud rattling they made with my every move. 'It's not real it's not real it's not real it's not re-!'

"Having fun~?" A voice cooed above me.

I snapped my head up and froze, seizing all movement and silencing the rattling chains. Silence. My eyes were now fully adjusted and I can now notice the things I couldn't before. Especially the glowing eye that peeked around the corner from the shadows outside of the cell.

"N-no...i-it can't be..." I whispered under my breath as I ogled at the shape in the shadows. They emit a low chuckle, one that made my stomach churn. "Y-you...you're supposed to be locked away!! You're supposed to be in jail!!" I shout at the shadow. "They said you'd be put to execution!!" I screamed as tears brimmed my eyes.

"Oh~?" They taunted, peeking their head around the corner and chuckling louder than before. "Sounds interesting." They said. My breath began picking up, my chest began to constrict as memories began to flood my mind. Before I realized it I think I began to hyperventilate, my lips parting as I gasped for air.

The person then began to laugh, their deep voice reaching my ears and vibrating my chest. "Oh boy." They chortled "You seem to be scared huh? Just who do you think I am sweet cheeks~?" They asked as they stepped out of the shadows and into the dim light the hall had to offer. My eyes blinking away the tears as I caught sight of a man, but his skin was...different. His skin was pale in some places, then stiched purple patches in others. His black spiky hair contrasting his heteochromic skin and his piercing icy blue eyes that seemed to glint in satisfaction at my panicked state. "I think you're looking for someone else sweet cheeks~" He smirked.

My breath begins to settle as my eyes begin to dry, but my nerves are still spiked as I slowly begin to collect myself. The mysterious man stares down at me the entire time, attentively scanning me from head to toe. "You're a cute one~" He as he looked at me through the cell's bars.

I sat there, contemplating, trying to digest everything and figure out what's going on. What even happened? I was uhh walking home, I saw my friends on the televisions, Hitoshi was following me and scared me, then I...what happened afterwards?

I don't remember anything. Maybe this man is the villian that escaped, not...him. But why am I here? What does he want with me? How long have I been out exactly? Is anyone looking for me? What if-

"Hey." He called out to me, snapping me out of my train of thought. "You got a name?" He asked, not exactly seeming interested. I stayed quiet, having the courage to throw a heated glare towards the man. "Tch fine. Be that way." He chuckled.

Without another word he pulled a pair of keys out of his pocket, they rattled and clanked against one another before he sifted through the assortment and choosing a key before shoving it into the barred gate and unlocking it; sliding it open with recklessness causing it to make noise.

He stood in the entrance for a few seconds before taking slow, leisurely steps towards me. I immediately began to scoot away with every step he took, dragging my heavy chained wrists with me until my back hit the cement wall. He seemed satisfied with me defensive state, hovering above me before crouching down, our eyes locking as we were levelled.

He slowly leaned into me and I caught a whiff of his cologne, a hint of smoke present in the mix. He reached his two-toned hand out to me, my eyes following it's every move as it hovered in front of me before reaching out for a lock of my hair. My eyes yet again brimmed with tears, uncertain of the thoughts that roamed his head as he caressed my (h/c) tresse.

"P-please..." I whispered as his thumb reached out towards my cheek. He smirked at me before parting my hair away from my ear and began to lean in, his hot breath fanning against my ear causing me to shiver. I could practically feel him grinning against my ear. "Don't flatter yourself." He whispered before I felt something prick my neck.

My world began to turn dark as my numbs feel numb and I was quickly snatched away from consciousness.

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Mumbling...

Murmers...

Whispers...

That's the first thing I registered as I began to slowly slip into consciousness. My head hung low and my body felt heavy as I did my best to flutter my heavy eyelids. I made a low groan as I slowly opened my eyes. As I did so the world around continued to be dark.

Shuffling around, I try to pick up my arms again, only to find them bound behind me. 'Huh?' I thought as I furrowed my brows. I tried to move around, but the rough material that confined my hands rubbed against my wrists causing me to hiss.

The room then went silent. The audible sounds of chatter seizing and an eerie silence replacing it. I froze, the silence suffocating me as a heavy blanket of tension began to surface. I wasn't alone, I realized that now. I could feel another presence near me, it was close. Close enough to the point where I could feel someone's eyes boring into my being, a searing hole being burned into me somewhere. Me and whoever sat in the room for forever, was it...him? No...no it can't be. He would've approached me by now, right?

"H-hello?" I whispered, not being able to find a strong or sturdy voice within me. I heard a snap, I assumed it was of one's fingers before hearing hasty scurrying and the click of a door closing. I then began to hear footsteps. Slow, contemplated strides start at what seems like a few feet away from me before the steps gradually became louder, the persuer drawing closer.

I could feel my heart begin to pound against my chest as the person was close. Very close. I could smell a deep fragrant emit from their close proximity. They halted before me, seemingly hovering above me. They didn't say nor do anything, just stood there, examining me maybe? My breathing grew deeper, I began inhaling and exhaling through my nose, trying to regain any control I had over myself.

The person then began circling me, slowly, taking long strides, inspecting me. Their aura grew cold, dark, sinister, they were examining me, inspecting every inch of me as they circled me so many times I began to grow dizzy in my seated state.

"I know you're there." I spoke. "What do you want!?" I shouted, my lips seeming to have a mind of their own, none of those words leaving my mouth willingly.

They chuckled. Not a friendly light-hearted laugh either. It was deep, sinister, bone-chilling. My stomach churned as I felt the chuckle rumble within my chest. "You know what I want~" They whispered in my ear, sending a frozen chill down my spine; my mind to go blank and my heavy breathing stopping. I could practically feel them grinning against my ear, their warm breath fanning against my cheek.

"What's wrong Dollface~?" They cooed in my ear.

That name. That's my name. He gave me that name. He called me that. Then I knew...

It's him...

I stay still. Completely frozen in the chair I was bound to. He emit a light-hearted laugh, something completely opposite of the tension that began rising. My mind was blank. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe.

"You know who I am, don't you Dolly?" He asked as he walk before me, crouching down as to now I could feel his warm breath waft against my face. "I want to see you Dolly. I miss your eyes." He said as he raised his hands to my face and slowly untie my blindfold.

My eyes remained shut, not daring to open my eyes to this reality. This isn't real. He isn't real anymore. He's gone. They said he was gone!

I flinched as I felt a cold hand caress my cheek, his silent plea for me to open my eyes, but I kept them glued to one another. "Please open your eyes (N/n)." He pled, his entire hand now cradling the right side of my face. I let out a whimper and subtly shook my head. He sighed, his other hand caressing the left side of my face before mimicking the other hand. "Please Dollface. You know I don't like repeating myself." He said calmly as his hands continued to hold my face. He said it in a sweet manner, yet I couldn't miss the hostile undertone hidden beneath it.

I began taking shaky breaths, not prepared mentally to see the man before me. I used to pray to whatever God or whatever that lie in the sky that I would never have to see him again, that I would never be in this situation again. But alas, my prayers had fallen on deaf ears as I am now tied to a chair with the only being I have ever feared hovering mere inches from me.

Inhaling one last breath, I lightly loosened my eyes from the tight hold of my lids before slowly fluttering them open, the man before me staring at me with such glee that I swore his eyes began to water; and they did just that.

I compared his now mature body to the one I last saw in our first years of high school. His unruly seaweed tresses are somewhat the same, except they weren't as voluminous as they once were. His skin was paler, much paler. His flawless porcelain skin had adorned an enormous amount of freckles, more than he had the last time I saw him. He was rather skinny, yet bulkier with wider shoulders. His lips were chapped and cracked as they and his cheeks held a light rosey dust. And last his eyes. His once vibrant emerald orbs were now a deep forest green, they were bloodshot and carried dark purple bags beneath them. His nes look now accompanied by a white dress shirt with a black vest and green tie, the shirt cuffed at his elbows.

After I analyzed him he grinned at me, his beaming smile somewhat dissolving the fear that lies behind my eyes. "(Y/n).." He smiled as he caressed my cheeks and looked into my fearful (e/c) eyes with his shamrock orbs that seemed to sparkle as he said my name. "It's been so long." He said as he leaned in and hugged my immobile body. I sat frozen, not sure of what to say or do.

"Wh-what happened to you." I shakily croaked lowly, trying to remain as calm as I possibly could with a known convict kneeling before me. "Oh Dolly," He began, "My life has been hell without you." He said as he dropped his hands from my face and began caressing my knees. "After they took me away you were all I could think about. I thought about you all day and all night. You were the only thing that kept me going in that rotting hell. The men were so mean (Y/n). They didn't know how to feel, they didn't have emotions. They would take other men and beat them, stab them, rape and kill them. They were monsters. I didn't belong there." He mumbled lowly as he put his head in my lap. "I didn't belong there." He whispered.

'You deserved to rot in there you sick bastard!' I cursed internally as my hands tightened into fists at his innocent charade. How could he play coy after all the sick shit he's done!?

"But it's ok," he spoke up, "it got better." He sat up with a small smile. "I'm free now. I got out of that hell hole and I immediately came to find you. You were still my one and only. I came back to you after 6 years (Y/n). I love you so much!" He beamed as he leaned in to me. I quickly turned my head and whimpered. "You're so silly (Y/n)-Chan. Just kiss me already." He smiled as he leaned into my again only for me to refuse him. "What're you doing my love? Why aren't you kissing me?" He questioned in a sweet tone, yet I could feel his gripped on my knees tighten.

"How could you?" I whispered. "What?" He questioned. "How can you play innocent? You know what you've done." I said a little louder as I slowly looked towards him. "Wh-what're you talking about (Y/-" "Don't play dumb! You know what you've done Izuku!!" Both of our eyes seemed to widen at my loud remark, but I chose to hold my ground. He won't overpower me this time.

"(Y/n)-Chan. I don't understa-"

"Drop the innocent facade Izuku!" I yelled at him. "Please...stop yelling at me (Y/n)." He said as he dropped his hands from my knees and began looking down. "Stop!? I haven't even started! You ruined my life Izuku! You destroyed everything I held dear to me!" I shouted as tears began to brim my eyes. "I-I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean it!" He defended as his eyes went glossy, but I didn't care. "Yes you did! You smiled as you did it! You took them away from me!" I cried. "N-no I didn't...I-I would never-"

"Cut the innocent bullshit!! You're a sick fuck and you know it!" I yelled as I cut him off. "Please don't say those things (Y/n)-Chan!" He screamed back as he began to cry. "Oh you're crying now!? What the hell is wrong with you!? I should be the one crying!" "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" He bawled as he began hugging himself. "Please be quiet!" He shouted as tears spilled from his mossy orbs.

"NO! You have no right to cry! Your tears shouldn't be spilled!! They were MY family Izuku!! They were mine and you took them away!!" "Shut up!!" He screamed as he cried harder. "You took them and you know it!!"

"I didn't mean t-"

"Shut up!! Lying won't get you anywhere!!"

"I'm sorr-!"

"No you're not!! You didn't stop!!" I cried.

"(Y/n)-Chan please stop!!" He choked out as he placed his hands over his ears.

"I begged you to stop and yet you continued!! Where was my sympathy!?!"

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!"

"OPEN YOUR EYES IZUKU!! YOU'RE A MURDERER!!"

"I'M NOT!!"

"YOU KILLED THEM ALL AND YOU DIDN'T BAT AN EYE!!"

"PLEASE (Y/N)-CHAN!! I'M WARNING Y-"

"NO I'M WARNING YOU!! IF YOU TOUCH ME AGAIN I'LL CALL THE COPS AND THEY'LL SHIP YOU AWAY JUST LIKE THEY DID THE FIRST TIME YOU SICK FU-" I didn't get a chance to focus before feeling my airway cut off, a constricting grip around my neck haulted me from speaking any further. I choked and gagged for air as I began to pull and tug at the restraints on my hands to fight back, but to no avail.

I looked at the man before me, the one whose hands were firmly around my neck. This was the Izuku I remember. The dead look in his eyes and the red sinister glint that smirked at my suffocating state is the one I remember. He seemed to grin sickly as my face began to grow darker and my eyes that began rolling back. I began choking out an comprehensible plea for him to let me go.

He grinned wider as he tightened his grip on my neck, both hands firmly wrapped around it before sighing and letting go. I began gasping and choking for air.

"Yknow Dollface, that was always your problem." Izuku said, his tone changing drastically from the one he used mere moments ago. "You never knew when to shut the fuck up." He said as he walked into a dark shadow before me, I couldn't see what was going on but I heard a click and a loud buzz before men with masks started to flood the room.

"Take her to her room." Izuku ordered as he swat his hand towards me, allowing the men to roughly untie me and yank me to my feet. "Gently might I add. That's my pride and joy you're holding." He said with a smirk and a wink before grabbing a nearby glass that was filled with a dark brown liquid. "Goodnight my Dolly~" He said as he raised his glass as the men put a bag over my head then escorted me out of the dark room.

My feet seemingly dragged behind me as I failed to keep up the hasty pase the men were. They dragged me for what felt like hours, but I assumed it was a few minutes before I heard the sound of a heavy door opening and then being thrown down onto the cement floor.

I began to fight back before the men roughly grabbed me and dragged me to a wall where they chained my arms up and yanked the bag off my head before leaving locking me in my cell. I then sighed, too many questions flooded my mind and yet not enough answers.

'What am I gonna do?' I questioned myself as I hugged my knees to me chest. "Seems you met the boss." A rough voice spoke behind me. I jolted and snapped my attention towards the gate as I was then greeted by the two-toned man. I tried to speak to him, but my voice failed me and came out in pathetic croaks.

"Yeah he can be a pain in the ass sometimes. It's best if you don't talk back." He informed. I looked at him, not sure of anything at the moment. "Well, I'll let you rest. Boss said he wants you up bright and early." He said as he began walking away. "Night." He mumbled before disappearing into the shadows.

I exhaled through my nose and hugged my knees. It was fairly dark in here, yet I could make out the rough rope burns that felt good under the cool metal of the chains. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the cement walls.

'I won't be here for too long. I'm friends with heros, they'll find me soon.'
That was my last thought before slipping into a light slumber.
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If there's any typos then sorry🙏