Series Title: Walk a Mile in My Shoes

Title: The Damaged Son

Part One

By: Saiyura/Serabelus (Ao3)

Shouta -Aizawa- Suinzain (M), Age 16: Quirk: Erase Quirk (Adopted)

Unfortunately, I cannot put links here to the songs so... Sorry. Also this keeps removing the formating I am trying to do :[ It's why I have begun to switch to writing for Archive of our own now. Still update here, yes, but not sure how much.

Everyone be prepared. I will be spamming this story for a few days to catch it up to the Ao3 site.

Chapter Seventeen: Unexpected

"You mean father..." Sagje looked to Twilla with wide eyes as his hands fell from ringing his shirt to be lifeless at his side, "Father and mother... I can't believe he was audacious enough to go after our parents. They've never been anything but distant and cordial to All for One. Why would he go after then, Twilla?"

"Father is fine, Shouta, but mother isn't. Well, fine is a strong word for father who is being cared for still because of the shock and horror of it all but all isn't lost. Once we get information, once we can figure out how to get that bastard back maybe we can save mother." Twilla put her hand on Sagje's shoulder moving them to the couch, "We'll be home in our apartment soon, we'll finish up this plan, we'll go home to Korea..."

Twilla sounded like her voice was pitching higher the more she talked as if she didn't believe anything being said, "Uncle came here so we have that at least, brother. We got back up in investigating in ways we never could."

Sagje looked over his sister's body language, to the expression of uncertainty, and Sagje had to wonder just 'what' was it that had half the family pure believers in their uncle or unsure of their uncle's intentions. Sagje himself was terrified of the man but their uncle was always a dotting fellow who brought gifts, never raised his hand, but still, Sagje felt something from the man that made him agree to anything their uncle ever said, or did, without question.

This fear was also in Twilla and in Tinra. The way their uncle would look at the three of them some days was like a scientist looking at a rat they put some compound fluid in and to see if they exploded. The pokes or pushes to talk about their quirks each, the one who supplied Sagje of his pills, yet Uncle always was so kind in the end. Maybe it was just his favorite family members' fears of them that had Sagje so unsure.

Whatever it was they'd have to talk about it later as they still were in a Pro Heroes house, granted he was on the floor the wound being pressed down on by them, and the two were in the living room a nice distance away... but... important information should wait until more private, both believed, so it was the bare bones of the attack from All for One on their mother, their father's break down over the attack and slow progress of returning from his fear for his wife, but more so the uncertainty of their Uncles plans.

That was what Sagje was more worried about and his mind barely clung to the idea that something else made the man jump worlds that weren't family related. the timing just seemed too off.

"Shouta," Twil called out when he popped back in, "You ready to go. Everythings set up with Eraserhead on the other side." It wasn't really asking as Twil reached out yanking Sagje to his feet and the pull of locations was a staggering nauseating effect. the feeling of the floor under him and the bed beside him as Twil released his grip on Sagje's arm had Sagje falling onto the bed and nearly onto Aizawa. The other had been tied up more in the style Sagje was. his eyes still bound and his mouth uncovered, his arms had been moved from under him to up to the added posters on the bed that were tight to keep them there but not enough to restrict the blood flow or to limit the movement of the elbows so that the arm would still be 'functional' and the nerves, muscles, as undamaged as possible. The same was done to Aizawa's legs but to Sagje the most interesting part of this entire bondage was the way fabric wrapped around Aizawa's torso, neck, in a loose fashion but enough that in any attempt to attack or jerk would be unbearably restricting.

Internally Sagje knew who wrapped Aizawa up, externally Sagje felt numb to it all as he laid down the need to cry, beg for forgiveness, and release Aizawa grew but he couldn't do that. He could never go against his family. The feeling of Twilla walking over sealed the reality of this all as her hand laid on his shoulder, "Shouta, brother."

Suinzain Shouta wondered what would have happened if he hadn't run into the bathroom after losing his mind to the thoughts that at that moment seemed distressing. If he hadn't left in such a way, hadn't pulled Aizawa away from Yamada, hadn't made a mess would they both be fine and in their apartment? Would they have taken down Twil and Twilla easily?

This was all Sagje's fault for getting close and suddenly wishing for a 'family'.

This was just something I randomly decided to add to give some basis of Sagje's point of view before the next part of the series is posted up. :D also we're almost caught up :D XD Well with Ao3 not my story.