Im to impatient to wait to post this next chapter, so here it is! Hope you enjoy!
She didnt know how long they were driving, her arms had been tied behind her back and her mouth and eyes covered. She could hear the villains sitting in the front of the truck, laughing away and talking about some movie they recently watched. It felt like a lifetime had passed before the truck stopped. She heard the villains both get out and soon felt strong arms around her dragging her from her seat. "Better start walking girly! Try anything funny and your dead!" Uraraka hated having to listen to them, but the horror stuck face of her teacher was all she could see behind the cloth that covered her eyes. She would listen for him, so she could get back to him and her parents.
The halls they walked were so zig-zagged she couldn't keep focus of what was around her. She tried to keep track of their steps, map the place in her mind but there were to many turns, to many steps. She heard a door open in front of her and soon the booming voice of the green Mohawk villain filled the quietness "Oi! We have a visitor today! The first victor of the games!" That made her take a sharp breath in. First? There's more then one? But that would mean-
"Uraraka?..." Her eyes widened under her cloth, she thought she would never hear that voice again, his voice again. But that was him no mistaking it. That voice haunts her in her dreams almost every night . Suddenly the cloth which covered her eyes was removed harshly, making her loose her footing, thanks to her bugged up knee, and stumble forward. She felt his hands grab her arms to help her steady. A gentle, yet firm grip kept her on her feet. She looked up into his red eyes, as he looked onto hers. Both making sure this was real, not just a trick.
"Y-your alive?..." It was barely a whisper, but he heard it being so close to her. He nodded lightly then looked away from her. Pain was all over his normally cold face "At the cost of everyone else" Her eyes grew wider then possible, staring at the side of his face that was aimed to her. She noticed the large scar across his entire left side. His whole cheek and ear were as white as snow, including small parts on his neck and right under his eye. She remembered the moment he received that scar, received that bullet from Hagakure in revenge for Ojiro.
Then she noticed the newer white scars, one that traveled down from the middle of his neck just above his shoulder and disappeared behind the thin shirt he was wearing. She lifted her hand and placed it on his right cheek, making him look at her again. She then noticed yet another white scar, this time on the right side of his face cutting straight down from his forehead to his neck. It was thick but a clean cut, she didnt want to imagine what caused it. Under his temple was another thick yet clean cut, this one however was not long, It reminded her of a knife stabbing. "Bakugou-" She was cut off as the villain Crimson blood came over and clapped a hand on her shoulder "Uraraka, meet the second victor! He won the last game we held!"
Bakugou glared at him "You called that a fucking game!? And get your hands off her before I-" "Before what? Use your quirk?" At the villains question Bakugous eyes grew, and Uraraka saw fear flash in them. He glared and yet again turned away, fists clenched tightly. Uraraka glared and smacked the villains hand off her shoulder and lifted her shaking fists "Leave him alone! Haven't done enough to him!?" The villain looked stunned, almost taken aback. But sooner then she would of liked his smirk once again was on his face "Oh yah? And what are you gonna do? Make me float?" Uraraka didnt change her stance, nor let down her guard "Im going to make you tell me where the others are! And then im going to rescue them from this hell hole!"
Bakugou saw a very familiar spark go threw the mohawk villains eyes, causing him to grab one of Uraraka's wrists, putting it down "You said when we won we were free, or are you going back on your word?" Crimson Blood sighed and crossed his arms, looking at the Mohawk villain "Whats the plan boss? Let them both go or make them watch the next games?"
Uraraka looked at Bakugou with a glare, how could he just be ok with abandoning their friends!? When would he ever back out of a fight!? He looked down to her, and shook his head lightly. A silent warning to her not to start trouble. What ever he went threw during the last few months have changed him, but she sure as hell wasnt about to back down. If he wasnt going to fight with her then she would do it alone. The Mohawk villain watched them both with an amused smirk on his face "Perhaps they can view and watch the next game begin? Then we will return them to that useless teacher of theirs" He walked over to Uraraka and placed something on her head, smiling "You dropped this in our vehicle, I thought I would be kind enough to return it to you!"
She reached up and felt the familiar petals of Aizawas flower crown. She had forgotten all about the gifts from the kind flower shop owner. Even though it was probably less then three hours ago that it was given to her, it felt like days ago since she sat on that curb. At that moment she thought she was in the worst situation she could of been in, yet here she is standing in front of her kidnappers yet again. And to make it all worse she was about to be forced to watch her friends yet again be killed.
Crimson Blood grabbed her by the arms and began to lead her down a well lit hallway. There were no windows, so they must be underground. She looked behind her to see Bakugou walking in front of the other villain, he seemed to be doing so willingly and not by force. Was she even sure this wasnt all some sick trick? Could that really be the real Bakugou? When they reached the end of the hallway they were lead onto a long boardwalk with glass railings on either side. The room was giant! Peaking over the edge off the railing she saw thousands apon thousands of sharp tall spikes, all starting thin then growing bigger in width. She couldn't see where the spikes connected to the ground, a dark shadow covered it all.
"Well I see the third game has begun! I brought you a surprise visitor! It was originally going to just be last games victor Bakugou coming for a peek, but we picked up sweet Uraraka as well!" Uraraka looked up from the spikes to Mr. Mohawk, seeing him staring towards the ceiling. She turned her head to where he was looking and took a sharp breath in, covering her mouth at the sight.
They were there, all hanging onto a small silver ball that seemed to be floating mid air. Each one of her friends had new scars littering their bodies, all looked down and stared at her with wide eyes like they were seeing a ghost. She supposed her face reflected the same expression. When her brown eyes locked with his green, her heart stopped. She new those eyes, the same eyes she fell in love with. Same eyes she shot a bullet between "Deku..." She saw him release a shaky breath "Y- your alive... Uraraka-"
He was soon cut off by Mr. Mohawk placing a hand on Uraraka and Bakugous shoulders "Bet your rather surprised to see your friends! Especially since you both killed them all for your own selfish reasons!" Uraraka felt like throwing up at that memory, and she caught sight of Bakugou growing paler by the second "How many did you kill Bakugou? How many friends did you kill?" Izuku glared down at the villain "Stop it! Dont you dare say another word to him you hear!?" He tried to sound brave, but the shaking in his voice did not go unnoticed by anyone in the room. It pained Uraraka to hear his voice like that. The villain however smirks, choosing to ignore the green haired boy "Oh thats right! You killed five of them! I bet they would love to come down here and-"
"Shut your stupid mouth! No way in hell do we blame Bakugou for killing us! Bakugou I dont hold anything against you!" Kirishima cut off the villain, which really ticked him off. With a flash the villain shot a bolt of electricity to Kirishimas body, causing him to let go of the ball and fall straight to the spikes below. His blood shot up and splattered on Uraraka and Bakugou, who were standing to close to the edge. Both could only stare as Kirishimas body slowly slid down the spikes, blood poring out of his body into the darkness. The spikes shooting out of his body were stained by his blood. Uraraka looked up in time to see Ashidos hands slip from the small ball, sending her straight down into more spikes. The villain laughed as more blood splattered onto Uraraka and Bakugou. The red sticking out brightly against Bakugous pale skin and white scars.
"Now THAT is a show! That should be enough of a sneak peek for you both, shall we get you both home now? That knee sure is bleeding little lady" Uraraka was to stunned by being forced to watch her friends die yet again to register anything around her. Thanks to the stumble earlier when her blindfold was removed, her staples yet again caused the wound to reopen. Izuku's head snapped up at the mention of her "Uraraka your hurt?" Bakugou looked down at her bloody leg then into her empty eyes. He could tell she was no longer with them. Instead he scooped her up into his arms, making sure her flower crown didnt fall off her head "I got you... Its gonna be ok..." He whispered, however the second part was more to himself then to the frozen girl in his arms. Mr. mohawk smirked up at Izuku "It appears your girlfriends shut down, to bad. I was hopping to make her watch you fall next!" Izuku looked towards Uraraka and Bakugou "Take care of her for me Kaachan! Ill be free soon I promise!" He flashed them both his famous smile "I dont blame you either Kaachan, you had no choice"
Crimson blood lifted his hand to Bakugou's ear and gave a slight snap, causing him and Uraraka to pass out and fall to the ground. Izuku bit his lip, watching his friends be picked up and carried out of the large room. He would beat this game, and go home to them both. He could tell by their eyes, they were both in as much danger as falling into a pit of darkness as the ones holding themselves up on the small sphere were.
He only hoped they could both hold on.
Uraraka woke up in a jolt, nearly smashing her forehead into the man who just hit her face in a effort to wake her up "Whoa there sleeping beauty! Watch it! If you would of made contact that punch wouldn't of been the last one I give you hear me!?" The mohawk villain yells, leaning back far from the brown haired girl. She touched her now very sensitive cheek with light fingers. That was going to leave a nasty bruise "Anyways princess, were kicking you both out. We took the pleasure of beating you both up while you slept, to make sure no one thinks we went easy on you both!" Both? Her eyes widen and look around for Bakugou, when her eyes find his blood-beaten face
"Bakugou!" She climbs over to his side of the truck, where he laid unconscious beside the door. She lifted his head onto her lap and stroked his hair away from his battered face "He looks awful! Why would you beat someone who cant fight back or protect themselves!?" Whack! That got her a swift punch to the face, her vision filled with black spots as she swayed. Of course he would hit right where he hit before. Now it was for surely going to bruise badly. Aizawa was going to have a fit when he sees it.
"You shut up and dont ask questions! Do you forget what position your in? Now listen up, I have some rules and you better follow them understood?" Uraraka turned to look at the villain, never stopping stroking Bakugou's hair. She still couldn't believe he was real, that he was really back. It all seemed like a strange dream, that she was going to wake up at any given moment in her hospital room gasping for air as Aizawa asks if it was 'another bad one' like he did every morning.
"First rule, no one is to know the others are alive, we have a 'special' plan to announce to the world of them being alive still. That means you cant tell anyone, and I mean anyone about what you seen got it?" Uraraka gave a small nod, she couldn't tell anyone, including Aizawa his students were alive. But if thats the case then- "How should I explain Bakugou suddenly being alive to them then?" The villain just smiled and clapped "Im glad you asked! You have the honor of keeping his existence a secret! No one can see him nor know of him being alive again! Not his parents, friends, or your teacher. Especially your teacher!" Uraraka looked down at his bruised face "But hes hurt, he needs a doctor" The villain just shrugged "Your going to have to patch him up! And care for him and keep him hidden!"
She looked up to the villain "How am I suppose to do that!?" Again, he answers with a shrug "dunno, not my problem!" She glares towards the man "And if I dont follow these 'rules'?" He smiles at her "Then I go live and slowly cut up each of your friends! And I wont be bringing them back, especially your green haired boyfriend! He would suffer the most! And dont think you can be sneaky, were always watching you from the shadows, even if you think your alone. We see and hear everything" She felt sick, thinking they would suffer more because she broke some stupid rules. She wouldn't cause them anymore pain, she refused to.
"Fine..." The villain smiled big and reached past the girl, opening the door they were sitting beside "Good! Cya pink cheeks! I have your cell number now, Ill message you when we need you next! Remember the rules, keep your mouth shut!" And with that he sent them both flying out of the fast moving truck onto the road. Uraraka gasps and clenches her arms tightly around the unconscious teen as they hit the road.
They both slid down the road on their side, Uraraka taking most of the road burn as she tried to hold him off the pavement bellow her. Once they slowed lightly they began to roll on the road until they hit the beginning of a gravel road. When they finally stopped moving Uraraka was uncontrollably shaking from the pain. Her entire body was on fire,especially her back shoulders. They took most of the unforgiving pavement. She sat herself up and laid Bakugou down beside her on the loose gravel.
First she needed to check him for injuries, he couldn't go to a hospital for help. No one could help him but herself. His arm must of been pinned onto the road while they slid, it was raw and bloody from the rough pavement. Without a second thought she removed her already ripped shirt and began to rip it up more, feeling uneasy seeing that there was already blood on the shirt where the road burned threw the cloth. Her being left exposed in her bra was the last thing on her mind. She needed to get the bleeding to stop. The road burn covered his entire shoulder down to his fingertips. As she began tying strands of cloth to his injuries he began to grunt in his sleep in pain. "Sorry Bakugou, cant be helped..." She whispered to him, tying the last strand she had.
She carefully removes his shirt, trying to be as gentle as possible with his injuries. She couldn't hold back the gasp that escaped at the sight of his body. The villains sure went full out beating him, ugly green and purple bruises covered most of his body that she could see. They looked painful. Thats not what caught her off guard though, it was the white scars that littered the muscular skin. Some long, some small like the one on his temple. Each scar was clean cut, she was almost positive they were caused by a sharp knife. The one that she saw on his face earlier disappear under the thin shirt went half way down to his chest, where many small scars littered the same area the long one ended. His ribs on the right side had long thick slashes diagonally down them. She couldn't help but run a finger down the scars, amazed by how many there were. 'Oh thats right! You killed five of them!' The villains words echoed threw her mind, no mistaking these were caused by her friends fighting to live. That thought made her sick, cause she new the ones who made these scars were killed. Even if they were brought back, they know the pain of death. They have all suffered it twice now, some three times.
A shiver from the injured boy in front of her snapped her out of her thoughts. She spaced out again for who knows how long, she looks around to find their abandoned road they were kicked onto has grown darker. And much colder. She quickly finishes wrapping Bakugou's road burns, noticing the bleeding had stopped from them. She must of been spaced out longer then she thought. Once she was sure Bakugou was finished did she look to her own injuries.
Like Bakugou's, hers have also stopped bleeding. She should of known her stitches on her side had yet again ripped open. It left her entire side covered in blood, which being so sticky got rocks of all shapes stuck to her skin. She tried to peek over her shoulder at the burn scar, but all she could see was red and more rocks from the gravel. Guess she wasn't getting released today from the hospital. She looked to the next thing that was causing pain, her healing ribs. She gently poked the green bruises, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood. Thankfully none of them re-broke during the tumble.
Her knee brace was a mess, its usual white coloring now nearly black and burned threw. If the staples were rubbing before then they were basically completely out by now! She considered just ripping them out but knowing they were running low on bandages she new she couldn't risk loosing more blood. She used a sharp rock to cut her skinny jeans above the brace, using what she cut off as a bandage. She was shivering fiercely by the time she stood, hobbling lightly thanks to the pain.
She looked around her surroundings. By now the sun was long gone, and over the hill where the truck sped off she could see the glow from the city lights. If she was alone she would hobble herself straight to the hospital, but that wasnt the case. Not only does she have to keep Bakugou out of sight, but their both injured and hes still not waking up. She had to push the pain to the side, and get them to shelter. Her father owned his own construction business, so she had full access to all builds he was currently working on. Because of budget cuts he was forced to stop working on a apartment building on the edge of the city. That would be the perfect place to stash Bakugou at least until he woke up. She just hopes he will listen to her and stay out of sight. Knowing the hot tempered explosion king that wasnt going to happen easily.
Grabbing Bakugou by his good arm, she used her quirk to make him light enough for her to carry without straining their injuries. Hobbling towards the city was a harder task than she anticipated. Even with her quirk he was still pressed against some of her burns. In any other situation she would of been beat red in a blush. Here she was walking in the dark, carrying a shirtless unconscious Bakugou against her, while she only wore a bra and ripped up jeans. Embarrassment was the last thing on her mind however. Surviving the night was her top priority.
Turns out they were on the completely wrong side of town then the construction site she was taking him to. Without fully entering the city she took the long rout completely around the city, hiding from the view of the city. Last thing they needed was to be seen right now. As they walked Bakugou never changed, both of them shaking violently. It shot pain straight threw their bodies, but they couldn't afford to stop for a break.
Finally after what felt like days passed did they reach the apartment buildings. She made sure there were no cameras on site, as well as no people before entering. She took him to a nearly complete part of the apartments before laying him onto the freezing cement. His shivering grew worse, and she began to panic. They couldn't afford him gaining a fever and getting sick. He wouldn't survive. She searched the entire complex for anything that could help, but it was all completely cleaned out and abandoned. She would have to do something no hero would, she was going to have to steal from innocent civilians.
She left bakugou in the apartment room as she crossed the street to a family home. She looked over the fence and could of cried with joy. Hanging on a line was blankets, many many blankets. She took them all, but not without pinning a small note on the line apologizing. She took them back to Bakugou, folding the thickest into a mattress and laying him onto it. Then she tucked him in with the remaining blankets. She sat down beside him, shivering violently. She couldn't care about herself though, not when Bakugou was more in danger then her.
She only prayed he would wake up soon.
"Aizawa! Snap out of it! Tell us again exactly what happened!" He blinked and looked up at the head officer in charge. He spaced out again staring at the bloodied flower crown in his hands. He couldn't get Uraraka's fear filled eyes out of his head. How truly terrified she was in that truck right before they covered her eyes and mouth. He told them he doesn't know how many times everything he new, but they kept making him repeat himself. It was getting on his nerves, shouldn't they be out looking for her? Its been almost eighteen hours! The moon was fully out and with winter fast approaching the nights were freezing.
"Like iv'e told you before some snot nosed kids threw rocks at her, calling her a murderer. She ran away from them and when I finally caught up to her she was already inside the truck with Crimson Blood covering her eyes and mouth with cloths! Anything could be happening to her right now! We need to be out there searching for her!" The police man nods, writing everything down "All Might is already searching the city high and low for her with a full squad of policemen. We are doing the best we can"
"No were not, I should be out there looking!" The policemen only shook his head "What good are you in that wheelchair? Your more help for her here". Aizawa was about to begin yelling again when Zen claps a hand on the policemen's shoulder "Sir, what if I was to take him out? Ill make sure he doesn't strain or hurts himself worse" The officer, obviously tired, sighs before nodding "Bring him back here after" Zen nods to his boss before he begins to push Aizawa's wheelchair out of the police station.
"Thank you Zen" Zen smiled his famous Midoriya smile "No problem, I wanted out of that stuffy office as much as you!" Aizawa was looking around like a hawk, never once letting his grip on the blood stained crown loosen "Where are you Uraraka..."
Im sorry if it seems slow paced, trying not to rush the entire story to fast. As always, I hope you enjoyed!
~DekuLove
