Disclaimer: I do not own Boku no Hero Academia nor any of the games/series depicted within. This story was influenced from Locked in Digital by RogueDruid(Icarius51) on Ao3. [I highly recommend reading it.]

ReCap Summary: The Heroes gather to investigate the kidnapping of two 10 year old boys; Midoriya Izuku and Shinsou Hitoshi. They watch recorded clips to get caught up on the case. The boys meet their kidnapper, Kayaba Akihiko, and are informed of the basic system for where they will be living until they complete the simulation.

WARNINGS: GRAPIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE, BLOOD/GORE, CANNIBALISM, UNDERAGE CHARACTERS, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

RATED MA+

VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Previously:

...

Everything was silent for another couple of minutes and then the voice announced.

"[You have completed the Tutorial. May mercy be on your side.]" And the world turned black again.

...

Chapter 2: Genesis II

Seconds later the boys opened their eyes to the black screen reading 'Tutorial' only now it was green instead of white. The boys climbed out of Amaru and walked back over to the computer. Standing close enough to touch shoulders as they were already subconsciously recognizing the other as safe and comforting.

Once they got close to the computer, Kayaba reappeared.

"Well that took longer than I had planned for, but no worries... This Digitized World is called Project Zero or just Zero. The system I built to self manage Xero is Rae. She is the artifical intelligence that explained the Tutorial. Rae is constantly active within Zero; however, she is programmed to remain silent outside of the Tutorial unless given a series of voice commands. She is also unable to be accessed while in a simulation. Her programming is broad and covers a wide range of predetermined questions; however, she does have limits. She does not have the answers to everything.

In any case, to have her become active, you simply have to state: 'Initiate Rae: (followed by an action)', if you have a question, 'Initiate Rae: Question: (then state your question)', or need a clarification, 'Initiate Rae: Clarify: (then state specifically what you need clarified. The simpler the better.)'

Rae is only able to be accessed inside the White Room and partially in Amaru, specifically before you activate a simulation.

Now some more information you need to know:

1.) Amaru has a randomizer installed and the only way to change the simulation is to complete it. After completing a simulation, you will not be able to enter that simulation again.

2.) Previous research has proven that quirked individuals are not able to handle the same amount of mental stress as a quirkless individual. To manage this, Amaru is programmed to lock Hitoshi-kun out of simulations when he reaches a certain threshold of mental stress. This lockout will have the ability to occur during the next simulation. To clarify, if a simulation is started with both of you it needs to be finished with the two of you. Then if that bar is reached Hitoshi-kun will be unable to participate in the next simulation.

3.) I mentioned before that completing simulations grants rewards or privileges. I am not going to spoil when you will get which one, but I will explain that there are a couple of privileges that will allow both of you to have better communication abilities with Reality. Things like being able to actually use the chat box. As right now it's gray and unaccessible.

4.)There is no such thing as censorship here. Everything can be seen and heard.

5.)Simulations follow two completion styles. Either they have checkpoints or they must be completed all in one run.

6.)The simulations that must be completed in one run also has a system in place to lock both of you out of the simulation for exactly 8 hours to allow food and rest. The timer on the wall will turn red during the lockout and back to black when the simulation becomes available again. In other words, this will only happen if the simulation has checkpoints.

Now, the two of you should go back into Amaru. Like with the Tutorial, I will shut off the live feed from my end."

The boys slowly walked over to the large beds. They looked at each other briefly before separating to lay down. Before Midoriya laid down he fiddled with the straps of his yellow backpack, he took it of and set it on his lap as he sat into the bed.

Amaru's headpiece fitted to them and on the black screen dozens of names circled through before it landed on 'Outlast'. Before the boys were able to say anything, they heard Kayaba giggle with unadultered glee, "Ohhh..."

The heroes tensed as they watched Kayaba's eyes become deranged.

"Ohhh..." He giggled softly, his eyes bright and blown wide. "I wasn't expecting that one to be first... No... but this may be the best choice overall." He giggle some more, rocking in his chair like a child.

Unexpectedly he straightened and rubbed his index and middle finger over his lips as he chuckled fleetingly, "Don't fear the dark itself, children. You should only fear the things that find you in the dark." He whispered lightly.

Kayaba screen went dark as the pair of boys said, "Outlast."

The world turned black.

Detective Tsukauchi rubbed his eyes and his shoulders slumped in exhaustion, "What is about to be shown is horrific and I cannot stress this enough, but if you are unable to cope with the things you are going to see, I kindly ask you to leave so we can bring in someone that can."

He sighed through his nose, "I am not undermining you as heroes nor the suffering the children are facing alone. However, the things they are facing and being exposed to are not something that any human, let alone a child, should have to experience. To fully understand and prepare for when the boys are returned back to reality, we must be aware of everything they go through to better help them process and heal when they return. So I reiterate, if you are unable to handle the things that will and may be shown, I need you to be upfront so we can make proper arrangements."

Each hero took a moment to themselves to evaluate what the detective was saying. After a couple of minutes of personal deliberation they all started to give there acknowledgment and consent to continue. They were heroes. There job was to save people. To help people. They were going to do their job and they were going to help these children in whatever manner they can.

Tsukauchi scrutinized the heroes before him before nodding at Nedzu to continue the recording.

Midoriya and Shinso appear inside a car, Midoriya is driving with Shinso in the passenger seat beside him.

"I can't move!" Midoriya tried to say but his voice wouldn't function. 'I can't move! Why can't I move?!' He screamed in his mind.

'What? Why can I hear you?' Shinsou's voice came through inside Midoriya's head. They both paused.

'So I can hear you. And you can hear me.' Midoriya stated.

'Yes.' Shinsou agreed. 'This must be one of the Plot Points, Rae mentioned.'

They let the Point play through as they passed a sign reading, 'Mount Massive Asylum'. They reached a stop in front of a security gate, involuntarily, Midoriya pulled the keys out of the ignition and suddenly the both had control over themselves again.

Golden words floated in front of them: [Investigate Mount Massive Asylum.]

A sharp chime echoed in their heads.

1POV: M. Izuku

Midoriya cleared his throat, "We've not really had a chance, but, hi. I'm Midoriya Izuku my best friend calls me Deku." Across from him Shinsou held out his hand, "I'm Shinsou Hitoshi. I don't have friends." He smiled as he said it.

Midoriya snorted amused, as he grasped Shinsou's hand and they shook. After letting go, Midoriya started searching the car and telling Shinsou to do the same thing.

In the center console they found a blue folder with information regarding the Asylum they were at, along with two camcorders and a small pack of double A batteries. There were two badges, one for Midoriya and the other for Shinsou. Both opted to pocket the badges and continue searching.

Shinso was searching through the glovebox while Midoriya moved into the back seat of the jeep they were in. As they searched, they slowly started to talk.

"The badges said we're in our mid twenties even though our picture and our bodies remain as our ten year old self." Midoriya commented as he pulled a set of crow bars out from under the seats.

Shinsou hummed, "It probably has to do with the simulations plot. The badges are for news reporters. No way a news company would actually hire children."

"That's a good point. Think it might be like that for all the simulations?" He asked not really expecting an answer.

Shinsou made an 'I don't have a clue' sound before calling out, "Front halfs done, there were some bandages, duct tape, and some more useless papers. There's also a bundle of wooden rulers."

Midoriya stayed silent for a moment as he quickly finished searching the back seats. "I found a pair of crow bars, some more bandages and a small shoulder bag. I think you should take the shoulder bag, I have my back pack."

He heard a softly muttered, "Smart," from the front seat.

Midoriya passed the small bag and a crow bar to Shinsou as he stated, "Keep the bandages you found, but can you split the bundle of rulers?" He asked.

"Sure." Shinsou affirmed, "They can act as decent splints if thats something we need."

"Exactly." Midoriya hummed as he accepted the passed over rulers. "I can't get into the trunk from here, can you unlock it?" Shinsou leaned over to the drivers side and pulled the lever to unlock the trunk.

Both carefully got out of the car and moved to the back and towards the trunk.

Midoriya dug through it quickly, not finding anything of interest except a couple more batteries. He gave half to Shinsou as he muttered, "We have two options. We can either stay together or split up to see more. Then we can meet back up and share what we both saw. Which do you want to do?"

1POV: S. Hitoshi

Being a loner and figuring it couldn't hurt to explore separately. Overall it appeared they were just investigating a conspiracy as a part of the press. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Splitting up should save time."

He watched Midoriya nod at him and heard him comment, "It suck's we don't have some sort of communication device, it would make sharing information easier if we could just say when we found something."

Shinsou snorted but agreed. He strapped the small shoulder so it fit him and considered patting Midoriya on the shoulder. On one hand, that's personal contact and he doesn't know Midoriya, but on the other, they were in this together. Finally he internally shrugged and did it anyway. Besides, once he did it, Midoriya looked a little calmer.

He smiled slightly, who knows maybe by the end of this, he'll have a friend.

1POV: M. Izuku

He leant down to re-tie his shoes and then double knotted them to prevent them from coming undone, in case he had to run or something. When he stood back up Shinsou was looking around the front of the jeep. Their eyes met and they nodded to each other and started walking towards the gate in front of them.

There was a corner buckled in so they carefully crawled in and started making their way to the front door. He saw Shinsou pulling on the doors to the trucks in front, but they weren't opening so they moved on.

He hesitantly tested the front door, but it was locked.

He gulped, but then he clenched his fists and squared his shoulders. He exhaled softly before saying, "We should split up here to try and find a way in."

Shinsou made an agreeing sound and then started making his way to the left of the building.

Heart racing and his breath shaky, Midoriya raced over to Shinsou and gave him a hasty hug. He's always been tactile, and right now he was so nervous he felt slightly sick to his stomach. Almost as soon as he wrapped his arms around the slightly taller boy, he let go and stepped back.

"Please be careful." He whispered before stating, "We'll meet back here in-" he checked the camcorder and saw that it had a clock, "Roughly 30 minutes?"

He watched Shinsou nod, taking note of the shocked look on his face but not mentioning it right now, and then turned and started making his way to the right of the building. He hoped he found an entrance soon. Something about this place gave him a bad feeling and made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He rolled his shoulders and continued on.

If he had looked up, he would have saw two shadowed figures staring at him. But he didn't and the only ones that did were in Reality and unable to do anything about it.

After all, this was only a recording.

1POV: S. Hitoshi

He was still a bit shook from the hug, it's not often he receives a whole lot of physical contact, and never from anyone his own age. He wasn't kidding when he said he didn't have any friends.

For the time being he pushed it aside. Not far from the door he came across another gate that was caved in, and crawled through it. He whipped his hands off on his pants as he made his way closer to what looked like a small construction set up. Carefully climbing up the ladder, he reached a platform that was sturdy enough to walk on and that led to a ramp that went up to the third floor of the building.

At the edge of the ramp was an opened window. He figured if he was the size of an average adult he would have been able to just duck in, but as he was considerably smaller he had to climb up.

When he made his way into the room, the light which had been on- busted, causing everything to turn pitch black. Spooked, he grabbed the camcorder and hit a button that turned on night vision. He swallowed thickly when the first thing he spotted was a horrific trail of blood.

"Shit." He muttered. This was a big red sign saying they shouldn't have split up.

It was pointless to go back now when all he had to share was a blood splatter, so he carefully edged further into the room, taking note of any details he could. Everything was stuffy, if it wouldn't take up time that could be used searching, he would take his vest and tie off.

He forcibly cleared his thoughts and continued looking around. Noticing a door, he headed towards it. Opening the door, he carefully peaked out. He made his way into the next room and almost screamed when the tv suddenly turned out and started blaring static. He shakily exhaled, and continued.

He checked a couple more doors, found a few more batteries and another Blue folder, this one's about a patient named Billy and a potential breach in security.

They had noticed earlier that letting go of the file caused it disappear, so they weren't required to hold on to them. He tried to get a couple of the computers to work, but nothing changed and they just stayed a brightly lit screen. He bit his lip, ultimately deciding to continue on. It had only been about 7 minutes since he made his way inside. So he decided he would continue to look around for another 10 minutes before making his way back out to meet with Midoriya.

He continued walking down the hall when he saw a door suddenly slam shut, thinking it might be Midoriya he sped over to it and tried to open it while whispering for Midoriya. When he received no answer but heard pounding footsteps make their way in his direction he hurried into the open door behind him and tried to find something to hide behind. Not seeing anything blocked enough he rushed and carefully climbed into one of the trashcan's in the corner of the room.

Straining his ears and hearing the footsteps stomp into the room, he consciously curled into a ball and covered his mouth with his hand to prevent himself from making noise. The trashcan he was in had a layer of muscle and bones underneath him. He was struggling not to make a move or throw up. After what felt like hours, realistically only a few minutes, the stomping moved out of the room and back down the hall.

"What on earth?" One of the hereo's whispered. "That's disgusting."

The rest of the room stayed silent, but there was no doubt they all agreed.

Shinsou gasped and gagged as he made his way out of the trashcan. His entire right side was soaked in blood and gore. His hands shook uncontrollably, he knew he had to continue on. Above the knocked over table was an open vent. He wished he had thought to look up when trying to find some place to hide. Balancing precariously, he somehow managed to lift himself into the vent without making too much noise nor falling through.

He started to crawl as quietly as he could towards the light he saw at the end. He jumped out and stumbled but managed well enough, his ankles hurt a little from the landing but it was the pins and needles from landing wrong not from something being injured. He walked towards the only door in the hallway and slowly opened it.

Then bit his tongue to stop from screaming bloody murder as music suddenly blasted and a hanging body swung towards him. He gripped his chest over his racing heart to calm down. That scared the fuck out of him.

He whimpered a little as he edged around the body, his heart still racing. He made his way further inside, and continued searching. When he turned one corner he gasped and his eyes widened in fear and disbelief when he saw a soldier gasping and choking on blood from being impaled on a wooden pole. He moved closer to see if he could help him down, when the man reached out to him and started to speak.

"They killed us. They got out. The variants." He gasped out, "You can't fight them, you have to hide."

Shinsou brushed his fingers against the crow bar strapped to his side. He can understand their fear against fighting them, however, the potential to slow them down by harming them was too great of an opportunity to pass up. He knew that is push came to shove, he'd crack them in their knee caps to keep them down.

The man continued wheezing, "... Can unlock the main doors from Security Control." He tried to lift himself up a bit, "You have to get the fuck out of this terrible place." Anything else he might have said was lost when the tension in his body finally released and he slumped down further in death.

Swallowing, he hardened his resolve, then proceeded to approach the now dead soldier and started searching the mans pockets. He found a single battery, a tactical knife, and unbelievably- a gun. Shinsou had absolutely zero experience with guns, but knew that if he was ever going to learn, now would be the time.

He took a few moments to learn how to release the magazine lightly brushed his index finger across the safety. He never thought he would appreciate his foster father's interest in old gun movies, but right now he whole heartedly did and would never complain about them ever again. Feeling as comfortable as he could with the small gun, given the limited amount of time, Shinsou went back to patting the soldier down.

Unbelievably he found a walkie talkie, making him feel a tinge of giddiness. He looked at the time on the camcorder and calculated that roughly 15 minutes had past. Shinsou figured that the items and information he learned was a good enough haul to bring back to Midoriya. Making a decision, he determined that meeting back at the start point early would be better than late, so he turned around and started making his way back.

Upon arriving back in the hallway with the vent he jumped out of, Shinsou started looking for stuff to move or stack so he could climb up into the vent. As he did was stacking, he heard a muffled scream. The sound was weak as though it was coming from from the other side of the building. It caused the hair on his arms to rise and he fervently hoped it wasn't Midoriya.

Knowing it was futile to ponder on, he ignored it to the best of his ability and continued on. He really hoped it wasn't Midoriya.

He checked the time once again since he was close to the entrance he entered in and noted almost 30 minutes had past since they split up.

Suddenly everything turned pitch black.

He started to panic as everything remained black.

Just as suddenly, a horrific scream was coming from in front of him and he was staring at the visor reading, 'Outlast.'

All he could think was, 'What the hell was going on? What just happened?'

1POV: M. Izuku

He looked over the right side of the house to find an different entrance but there was a giant gate that blocked the way. After failing to climb the gate, he concluded that there wasn't an obvious entrance. His options were limited be he ultimately made the decision to bust a window and create his own way in.

He took off his bag, then his gakuran; his mother always made fun of him for wearing it even in the summertime, and wrapped it around his arm. Then he pulled his book bag back on and went to the window closest to the gate and slammed his arm through the fragile glass.

He vehmentantly disliked how loud that was, so he waited a few moments and hoped that if anything inside happened to hear, they brushed it off as the sound didn't repeat. He gently wiped the glass off the edge and climbed his way inside.

There was a straight hallway with doors lining each side, so he walked and began checking all the knobs. Only about half of the doors were able to be opened and he made sure to survey every room he was able to enter. He made mental notes regarding which room had what in it. The only thing to really note were two of the rooms as they each carried a single battery, though the rest of them were useless.

He carried on.

At one point he reached an area with a staircase leading up to the next floor. He decided against leaving the first floor as he didnt want to chance getting lost and being unable to make his way back to Shinsou.

The unfortunate thing about this decision is that it led to lots of dead ends and locked doors. He kept finding useless junk and periodically another battery.

After about 10 minutes of useless searching, when he came across a room with a lit up laptop he thought he might have hit jackpot.

He gently shut the door, grabbed the laptop and sat in the corner to the left side of the door, so if someone were to come through the door, the door would open and hide him. He turned his full focus to the laptop in his lap as he hit the mute key making sure no unexpected noises would blare. Subsequently he got to work trying to get it to the laptop screen to change.

Nothing he did seemed to affect the lit screen, however he can fleetingly remember his mother pressing a series of keys to do something called a hard restart. He had frozen his old computer from consistently playing the Almight rescue videos and his mom had to come fix it for him a few months ago.

He thought for a moment and searched his memory, until he remembered what his mom did. Giddy, he held his finger on the following keys: shift, alt, delete, and the power button. The laptop turned black and rebooted to a window of the Asylum logo. Then an email app opened. Reading the last few emails he saw they were basic reports about a standard day in the Asylum.

Nothing stuck out about them so he shrugged and then formatted an email himself and tried to send it to his mom. He got a notification saying the email wasn't real and slumped. It would have been amazing if he could contact his mom, but figured that would be too easy and Kayaba more than likely prevented things like that.

Deciding to consider the laptop another lost cause, he quickly stood up and put the laptop back. He edged closer to the door and checked the camcorder for the time, 17 minutes had past since their split up and he cursed himself for losing track of time. He would also have to run to make it back on time to meet with Shinsou.

He quickly patted himself down to make sure nothing was loose or missing, then opened the door and started running his way back to the entrance. His heart started racing as his breathing grew heavier from running, but he was about half way. He pushed his body to pick up as much speed as he could.

As he passed an open door, a pair of strong arms reached out and snagged him inside the room. He choked on a scream and immediately started kicking out in terror.

The arms gripped him tighter and then slammed him into the floor. When he was able to choke out a sob and force his eyes opened he saw two almost identical men hovering over him. The slightly shorter of the two was holding him down by straddling his waist and pinning his wrists to the floor.

Midoriya started putting all his effort into trying to buck the man on top of him off, but he was too strong and Midoriya to small. The ten year old keep kicking his legs to try and force him off.

"Please! Get off!" Midoriya pleaded with tears building in his eyes, his heart pounding. "Let me go! Let me go! Please! I didn't do anything!"

The men ignored him and had a conversation between themselves.

"Who's this?" The taller twin asked.

"Maybe Father Martin's man." The one holding Midoriya down stated.

"Maybe." There was a brief moment of silence before the taller twin restarted, "He looks nervous." "I would like to kill him."

"As would I." The taller one agreed.

Midoriya continued to plead with them but they ignored him. Talked with each other as if he wasn't really there.

"The preacher asked us not to." He continued, "It would be impolite."

"He is in front of us though." The taller one acknowledged.

The shorter one nodded, "We should kill him slow."

The taller one muttered, "Such patience." His voice deepened in approval as he said it.

"I want his tongue," the smaller said enthusiastically, "and his liver."

"They are yours." The taller confirmed.

Midoriya cried out in fear and his struggling became revigorated. "Get off!" He yelled. "Get," he bucked up, "the Fuck," he twisted as much as he could, "off of me!"

The twin on top of him wasn't effected at all by the childs struggle.

Tears finally started falling down the young boys face as he continued with a stream of pleas and struggles to get free.

The taller twin pulled a serrated hunters knife from a sheath tucked into the back of his shorts. He started moving closer to the boy his brother was pinning down.

"No." The boy pleaded, "No no no, stop! Please no. No! Go away! Don't come near me!" He begged tears streaming down his cheeks. He jerked his arms and tried to twist them around.

It was futile.

There was a hushed silence stretching over the hereoes viewing the torment.

"Oh my fucking god..." Present Mic trailed off in horror. He tighten his hold over his husbands hand into a death grip. "What in the absolute fuck." He forced out between gritted teeth.

His husband wrapped an arm around his shoulder and pulled him close to his chest.

EraserHead's eyebrows were tight as he glared at the screen, "Zashi, you need to remember that this is a recording." He squeezed his husbands shoulder, "Please calm down and prepare yourself."

Hesitantly, Present Mic nodded his head against his husbands chest. He took a deep breath and held it for a couple seconds and then slowly exhaled.

Around them the sound of a childs begging and pleading continued. "It'll be okay." EraserHead whispered softly.

Present Mic squeezed his husbands hand slightly before releasing most of his grip. He nodded, but they both knew that those words weren't necessarily true.

The taller twin was now on his knees and slowly sawing away at the straps to Midoriya's book bag. When he cut through them he pulled the bag out from underneath the boy and threw it into the far corner of the room. He bunched the fabric of the child's shirt together and pulled the knife through.

Midoriya cried out as the taller twin shuffled closer to his head. His knees encompassed the childs head, tightening them together enough to force the boys head still. This also benefitted the twins as it forced the boy to stop struggling or risk damaging his neck.

The child continued crying out weakly, his panic starting to overwhelm him and lessen the amount of air he had available. His lungs tightened and his vision dimmed, black starting to encroach the edges.

"Oh my god." He cried out hysterically. "This is real. Oh my god. This is fucking real. Fuck. Goddammit! Let me go!" His mind raced his eyes widen with panic.

"LIVE," he exhaled. "This is LIVE, so someone is watching this. Oh my god. Kaa-chan!" He yelled out as the knife was brushed gently across his skin. Softly caressing the boys sensitive skin causing goosebumps to form. The twins tormenting him by going slow like they originally said they would.

"Don't let my mom watch. Please. Oh my god!" He screeched out as his legs kept kicking out uselessly.

"Fuckin hell." A hero whispered out in horror.

Subconsciously the heroes couldn't help but recognize the kids strength in him, even while in the midst of being tortured and potentially murdered, he was still trying to protect his mother.

Not a single hero was unaffected. Not one.

ADVISORY WARNINGS APPLY

Choking on his terror, Midoriya continued his train of rushed thoughts. This, he knew, may be his last chance to say these things. This was all completely horrible, but he still had a chance to let his important people know he loved them.

"I love you Kaa-chan!" He shouted, "Mom! I love you, okay! I love you so much!" The knife started trailing a little rougher but still not enough to cut.

"Kacchan if you see this, fuck I hope you don't. Protect my mom. Oh my god. Fuck." He choked out hysterically. "I love you too, yeah?... Okay,... you're my best fucking friend."

The twin started putting real pressure on the knife now. The pain was minimal for the small cuts he was making.

Again, Midoriya screamed out in terror, "No! Oh my god! I don't want to die!" He shrieked his entire body trembling. "Stop! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" His eyes were moving wildly, unable to stay still.

His body forced him to take a deep breath, then he rushed out, "If I die," he stuttered, "If I die, someone please- please," he begged, "please, somehow come up with a way to tell Shinsou-kun I'm sorry. Tell him I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry! I don't want to die!" He cried, "I don't want to die and leave him here alone!" He took a shaky breath, "I don't! I promise!" He cried out. "I don't want to leave him in this hell hole by himself!"

The knife was plunged into the boys stomach and ripped up to his sternum.

Midoriya shrieked, his entire body lifting from the pain. There was no relief to be found. His eyes were wide open and staring at his torn chest. He couldn't look away and the shock wouldn't let him close his eyes.

He was forced to watch as the twin set his knife down and dig his hands into the cut and pull, ripping the cut open more. He was somehow able to shriek even louder. He was losing so much blood, it was just gushing out of him. His entire body was just soaking in the forming pool of his blood. His body felt weak and he was rapidly getting colder.

The hands reached deeper.

There was the sound of someone heaving.

The table under Almight's clenched hand shattered, his eyes were blazing as he continued watching the screen.

The screen itself was pulsing a blurred red and black fog that was getting deeper and closer to the screen with every beat of what could only be assume to be the young boys heart rate.

Endeavor had stood up and was pacing, his eyes locked onto the torture of a young child his youngest sons age. It was so easy to picture the boy with dual colored hair and dual colored eyes. 'Nothing,' he vowed, 'Nothing would stop him from tearing the piece of shit, that caused this, apart.'

The hands inside his chest dug deeper and started shoving things- 'his organs,' he thought hysterically- around. They started pulling something out and Midoriya forced his body to lift more to stop the sharp pullpainstopohmygodimgonnadie but his body was only able to go so high before being forced to stop by the twins pinning him.

Something tore, causing his shriek to increase another octave and his body to light even more on fire from pain. He started choking up blood through his shrieks.

Everything hurt ohmygodmakeitstopmercypleasemercy.

His eyes clenched close briefly before he forced them open.

He wishes he didn't.

Above him, the twin- the shorter one, that had been holding him down had released his arms. He was now holding one of Midoriya's bloody organs in his hands and eating it. Chewing and biting it like a starving wolf. He was eating his organ. He was eating him alive.

Killmeohmyjustkillmestopitstopit

His scream turned blood curdling.

However not even his screaming and the cotton feeling in his head would ever allow him to forget when the non eating twin said, "I told you, you could have the liver, brother."

There was the sound of multiple people around the room turning around and getting sick.

What the fuck.

Midoriya was to weak to even lift his arms any more, all he could do was scream his throat raw.

Probably sensing how weak the boy was, the taller twin crawled over to the boys side and then... just stuck his face into the bloody chest cavity. He used his hands to pull things closer to his mouth and just started eating everything he could.

Eatingmeheseatingmestopitnononostopitohmygodimaliveimstillaliveyourekillingmestoppleaseimdyingimdyingmommompleaseimdying

His scream started to go quiet. He no longer had the strength to scream. His body had long since ran out of tears and his

body was freezing, his lips blue and his eyes bloodshot.

There was a crunching of bone but truly his body was in so much pain he could no longer feel it.

"I love you Kaa-chan." He whispered out. His eyes started drifting close, but he was able to force out, "Smile, Kacchan." His voice carried a toddlerlike wonderment. He was no longer lucid, but he was able to force out, "Smile when you're a hero, Kacchan." He forced himself to smile, but by the time his eyes finally drifted close, his smile had softened into something that the boy probably wore when talking about the things he treasured most.

Ten year old Midoriya Izuku died; drenched in his own blood with the murderers still eating from his cooling body, with a soft smile on his face.

His screen turned pitch black with a single large bold word glowing red, [Terminated].

Time in Simulation: 00:01:19:57

Chapter End

AN: Project Zero is inspired from "Locked in Digital" by RougueDruid(Icarius51) on Ao3. I am taking creative liberty with their theme and overall idea. Some of the games from their story will also be in mine; however, the only correlation is from the actual games themselves- like I spend a good chunk of time watching through gameplay videos on Youtube.

I highly recommend checking out RogueDruid(Icarius51)'s stories, they are a fantastic writer and their stories are lengthy and very well written!

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I love you all!

If you do NOT like Yaoi, do NOT continue this story and just forget it exists. I do not like flame mail just because you're bias!

Unspoiled disclaimer: I do not own Outlast.

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CREATED: May 10, 2021

POSTED: June 23, 2021