PART ONE
PROLOGUE
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
From Mad Girl's Love Song, by Silvia Plath
Fat drops of rain spattered against the window, ran down the cold surface, merging with their kin until they grew too heavy to stay together and fell from the sixteenth story to the pavement below.
Inside the tiny apartment, Todoroki Shouto raised his head. Blood trickled from the corner of his closed mouth, flowed from his torn and bound wrists across his bare chest.
Footfalls sounded nearby. Shouto lifted his head slightly, eyes unfocused and bloodshot. He yawned widely, allowing more blood to escape his mouth. It dribbled onto the floor, a little rivulet of crimson on the scuffed linoleum floor. Shouto sagged against his bindings. More time. I just need more time.
The door swung open. Shouto instinctively lowered his head. His captor's black boots slapped the floor, nearer and nearer, until a finger touched the back of Shouto's neck.
"Are you ready to be friendly, Todoroki-chan?"
Shouto's lip curled up in a derisive snarl.
"Well?"
With great effort, Shouto raised his eyes to meet his captor's. Then, with a practiced motion, he spat blood on the floor. "Go to hell."
His captor sighed. "This doesn't need to be so difficult."
"But it will be." Shouto snarled. "Izuku will find me."
His captor laughed. "Right. The Quirkless Wonder will save you. Hilarious."
Then, Shouto felt the world rip in two, and he screamed, because he was also being torn apart, bit by bit, until he relented.
But he held fast.
Izuku will find me. Izuku will find me. Izuku…Izuku…Izuku…Izuku…
For those of you reading this who are readers of my other main series, Fire and Blood and Tell Me I'm An Angel, I'm sorry they're taking so long. I've gotten majorly stuck on both of them, and the best way for me to get unstuck on one thing is to start working on another thing-the "other thing" being this, and this being a tribute to some of my favorite things: film noir, My Hero Academia, and David Lynch's cinematic masterpieces, Mulholland Dr. and Blue Velvet.
Also, this was originally gonna be a whole, yunno…chapter…but I wanted to get something out there, and anyway, prologues are fun.
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