"What do you mean they haven't given you a single dose?" Denki asked. "You still have your quirk intact?"

"Yeah," Full Throttle admitted, but seemed to almost shrink in on himself. "They made a game out of it to try to tempt me to use it. Every guard they put me with and every prisoner I come into contact with has a quirk that would backfire against me if I used my quirk on them or it wouldn't do much of anything at all."

Denki paled. "They really are trying to kill us."

"Yeah," Full Throttle agreed, his eyes scanning over Denki. "And if I was still dead set on killing you and didn't care that I'd bring myself down with you, I could finally finish the job."

Denki's eyes locked on Full Throttle's as he sat up pin straight against the wall. "You said earlier that you quirk bypasses quirk-canceling technology…"

Full Throttle sighed and leaned back against the wall, nodding at Denki's unspoken question. "It cuts through quirk-nullifying drugs like they aren't even there. Burns right through them within seconds and then you're blasting at full force once again."

When Full Throttle met Denki's eyes, he didn't expect to see awe, but yet there it was, plain as day. He should have been scared. He should have been up, pounding at the door, demanding they get him out of there, name-dropping and throwing around any threats he could think of to just get the hell out of reach.

Endeavor will have a field day with this! Having the face of his agency shoved in this room with a villain like some common criminal! Phantom Thief will have your head! And so will the goddamn League of Villains, apparently!

That's what Denki should have been saying. That's what Full Throttle would have tried in his position anyway, and yet…

"You're amazing!" Denki praised, just in case Full Throttle might have missed the look in his eyes or mistaken it for something else. "Everyone here is underestimating you! What do you say we get out of here?"

Full Throttle's face contorted into a skeptical sneer. "What part about what I just said made you think that was a good idea?"

Denki laughed. "So, I have this ability to turn into lightning, right? And I have this theory that—"

"Wait," Full Throttle called out. When Denki stopped, Full Throttle sighed, slouched like he was at least thirty years older than he actually was, and rubbed at his temples. He moved his hand in a circular motion in front of him as he asked, "can we start with the lightning thing?"

Denki beamed. "Sure! It's how I lasted so long the first time I got to experience your quirk."

Full Throttle looked at Denki closely and strangely at 'first time' like there was ever going to be another and 'experience your quirk' because that was a hell of a mild way of putting it, but he allowed Denki to continue on without interrupting.

"I got as far away as I could from everyone else." Denki watched Full Throttle's fingers idly trace the scar that started at his neck, travel over his collar bone, and disappear under the collar of his faded mauve uniform shirt.

Full Throttle remembered that well. Denki had leaped forward, and Full Throttle swore his life flashed before his eyes, ready for Denki to grab him and take a villain down with him, because that would at least be a heroic death. But no, he ran right past him, his goal to get as isolated as possible as to cause the least amount of damage.

If Full Throttle had been in that position, he would have thrown one hell of a tantrum in the 90 seconds he might have lasted (and that's being generous). He would have made national, or maybe global news. He would have at least lived on that way instead of having his young life putter out insignificantly on a mountain by himself.

"When I made it to the top of the mountain, I was doing my deep breathing exercises, just trying to give everyone enough time to get further away or for a miracle to happen. I was hoping that maybe I could outlast it if I tried hard enough, but no one even knows if that's possible."

"It is," Full Throttle said, causing Denki's eyes to refocus on him instead of wandering off as he recalled his memories. "The last time it was tested, it lasted about two hours."

"Two hours…" Denki repeated, and Full Throttle did not like the sound of that. "I think I could manage that."

"Uh, keep going with the discovery of your lightning ability, please," Full Throttle prompted.

Denki smiled and complied but wouldn't forget. "Hawks was watching, I guess. I didn't even know it, but he said that he saw my form fuzz and even completely disappear at times. That gave him the idea to push me past my limits so I would be able to control it at will."

"So, if I had taken those quirk-canceling cuffs off of you at any point…" Full Throttle hedged.

"Exactly! I would have zapped right out of there leaving behind nothing but a flash of light and the sound of thunder, leaving you to question what the hell had just happened! The mechanics to your quirk kind of ruined all of that for me, though, so I had to start all over with new planning."

But that's not what Full Throttle had been thinking. He had been thinking that he and Phantasm would both be fried, but he was once again reminded who he was talking to. "Wait! You can teleport?!"

"It's not really teleportation, but it pretty much looks like it from how quickly I move! It's like traveling through lightning, I guess, is the best way to describe it."

"So, then how did you end up getting out of the quirk, then?" Full Throttle asked.

"Neito copied an electric quirk and created a circuit with me to share the load and buy us some more time. Hitoshi did what you guessed he did. He asked a question, I answered, he put me under his quirk. First, he commanded that I lower the voltage output, which worked. Once it was low enough that it wasn't terrifying anymore, he tried commanding that I turn my quirk off, and that worked, too," Denki explained easily. "So, what do you say? Let's get out of here?"

Full Throttle sputtered at the thought. "And how do you think we're going to manage to do that?!"

"You use your quirk, and I zap us out of here," Denki said with a shrug. "Pretty simple plan, sure. But I think there's little anyone could do to stop us once it's in motion."

Full Throttle rubbed aggressively at his face, imagining all the ways it could go wrong. He was so tempted, though. He wasn't much use to Phantasm or anyone else while he was sitting in there and helping out someone as influential and charismatic as Chargebolt could really help him in the long run. That's only if he doesn't kill Chargebolt and himself in the process, though, which is a big if.

Once Chargebolt was out, and if he survived the quirk, even if he couldn't find Hitoshi to help him end the quirk prematurely, would he still come back to help Full Throttle? Full Throttle looked up at Denki again consideringly and didn't have to think for long.

"Your ideas seem to work out better than mine. If you think you can do this, I guess I'm in."

Full Throttle figured that if Denki did end up dying, Full Throttle wouldn't end up any worse off than he already was, so at least this was a chance he could take with nothing to lose.

Denki smiled. "I knew I liked you!"

Full Throttle cursed in his head because he liked Denki, too, and he realized that maybe there was more than just 'nothing' to lose if this went wrong.

Denki walked over and held out his hand to Full Throttle. Full Throttle looked up at him, and hesitated. Denki could see the hesitation and uncertainty on his face.

Denki smiled and burst into song. "I'm beggin', beggin' you! So, put your loving hand out, baby!"

Full Throttle's eyes widened, and he reached out for his arm. Denki hoisted him to his feet but noticed that nothing was happening.

"This is something new for you, and I get that," Denki said. "But I need your help. My soulmates are on the outside right now trying to get the attention of anyone and everyone, and Toga is going to be making a public appearance to cast doubt that they have the right person in here. But with how they're treating us, I'm starting to wonder if that will even matter or if they'll panic and get more frantic with pushing me toward my untimely demise."

Full Throttle understood. Of course, he did. He had been between a rock and a hard place his whole life, so how could he not recognize that Denki was facing the same sort of choice now?

Full Throttle nodded and activated his quirk, quickly looking over at the clock behind the cage on the wall to note the exact time so he knew when he would be able to use it again. A habit that had saved his ass more than once.

When Full Throttle let go, Denki thought that he might have changed his mind for a split second, but then he felt the initial pulse of electricity shoot through his core before disappearing again, and Denki imagined the electricity targeting the quirk nullifying drug coursing through his system and sizzling it until it evaporated completely. He took the moment to back away from Full Throttle as he felt the electricity return, quickly building up to full force once again.

Denki laughed as it shot out of him, and Full Throttle watched as his eyes glowed with the electricity that he had not been able to access for days, not since he had been first captured by himself and Phantasm.

Squatting down and looking up, setting his sights on the ceiling above himself, Denki allowed the charge to swell to extreme heights and aimed to reappear right at the ceiling.

Having it explained to him and seeing it were two completely different things, Full Throttle realized. His heart pounded in his chest as he backed away, trying to give Denki as much space as possible to work without having to worry about electrocuting him, and thanking the designers of the facility that the floors weren't metal.

With a bright flash that imprinted an afterimage onto Full Throttle's brain for a few seconds, and a loud, crackling crash of thunder, Denki had torn through the ceiling like it was tissue paper on a birthday present.

Full Throttle smiled and yelled out in success when suddenly he was stumbling backwards because a glowing Denki was suddenly back in front of him with another flash and bang. Denki reached out for him, and before Full Throttle could pull away or beg to be spared, light filled his vision, and then the scenery was different.

Where he had just been surrounded by sterile white and grey brick and concrete, he was now surrounded by the greens and browns of nature. Where he had been squinting up into the harsh fluorescent lights, he was now shielding his eyes from the sun that sat in the clear blue sky.

Heaven was beautiful, Full Throttle decided. Then he wondered how long he'd get to stay before they realized they made a mistake and dragged him down to Hell where he belonged.

"I'd call that a success!" Denki said from his left. Full Throttle turned to see him stretching out, happily watching his own electricity dance across his body, not seeming to be worried that he couldn't stop it. "Though, I would probably fail if it was a test back at UA. Collateral damage loses quite a few points. In this case, I think they totally deserved it. Don't you think?"

Full Throttle just stared at him.

"Shit! I forgot to tell you that I can bring other people with me!" Denki realized, his eyes widening. "I'm so sorry, man! I didn't mean to surprise you like that! Everyone close to me already knows and we were getting along so well and—"

"You came back for me," Full Throttle said.

Denki looked at him for a few seconds before simply saying, "yes."

"You could have gotten a head start if you would have left be behind," Full Throttle said.

"Did you see how fast we went?!" Denki said laughing. "I don't need a head start!"

"You'll lose credibility now that you helped a villain escape."

"I couldn't leave you behind!" Denki said, his happy-go-lucky attitude dropping into something more serious. "You are the only reason I got out of there alive. When I went in there and I put off on having my soulmates try to pull me out, I didn't really know what I was getting myself into. I didn't think they were actually going to try to kill me, especially after they realized I was actually me. Since you're the reason that I was able to get out of there before the official processes could happen to get me out for real and they would be able to arrange an 'accident,' I'm sure you wouldn't have just been left alone."

"That's not for you to worry about, though," Full Throttle said, not unkindly, but like he just couldn't wrap his head around Denki's thought process.

Denki beamed at him. "We're friends, aren't we? I always worry about and look out for my friends, just like they look out for me. You really took a risk helping me get out of there, so I just returned the favor is all!"

"I'm friends with Chargebolt?" Full Throttle said incredulously, like he didn't quite believe it.

"Dude, we escaped Tartarus together. If that doesn't warrant friendship, I don't know what does! Call me Denki!" he said, walking over and offering his hand.

Full Throttle watched, amazed, as Denki focused the electricity away from the offered hand so that Full Throttle wouldn't be electrocuted. To have that much control over his quirk after being targeted by Full Throttle was unheard of. He had quite the strong friend, indeed. He shook the hero's hand.

"Isozan," Full Throttle introduced with a small smile. "The pleasure is all mine, Denki."

"So," Isozan started after a moment of getting his bearings, "why Eleven?"

Denki smiled, dropping down onto the grass and being mindful of his breathing patterns. "Because you crank other quirks up to eleven."

Isozan laughed and found a tree to prop himself against, sliding down against it to rest on the ground, propping his leg up on a large root. They were going to be there for a while because he already knew without asking that Denki would prefer to stay put until his quirk wore off.

He wondered if Denki's soulmates would get to them before the quirk would wear off. He wondered if he would survive meeting Denki's soulmates, at least long enough for Denki to convince them to allow him to live.