I was restrained in every way fucking possible. My hands, legs, and wings were all strapped down to a cement floor. Everything was non-conductive, meaning I couldn't call lightning through the roof, and I couldn't conjure a storm powerful enough to do any damage. I settled for cussing everyone within earshot out.

So their shitty excuse for literally kidnapping me was that they wanted me to join them. The first time Shigaraki asked me, I laughed in his face. He left the room eventually, and a few other villains rotated in and out over the next couple hours. All of them left with an impressive curse word vocabulary courtesy of yours truly. Eventually, they got real damn sick of me, and Dabi shoved an iron gag in my face. I responded with angry, muffled shouting and blasts of wind from my unhelpfully immobilized hands. No one came in for a bit after that.

The magician dude, Mr. Compress (what a stupid name), entered with a flourish, "Ah! We have an uncooperative audience, I see!" I rolled my eyes. He crouched down, putting his masked face centimeters from mine. I moved to headbutt him, but he darted away, shaking his finger and tutting at me, "Well now, that's no way to treat your entertainment!" He left for a moment and returned with a beat-up barstool, plopping down on it. Mr. Compress rolled a couple of blue marbles over his fingers, "Mr. Bakugo was much more compliant. He gave in almost immediately." My heart stopped. I looked up slowly to glare at his stupid mask. He chuckled, "Why, I bet he's having a nice drink with the rest of my colleagues! Perhaps a scotch on the rocks, or a straight whiskey. He seems like the brown alcohol type to me." I glanced away and refused to look at him for another five minutes. Bakugo was a stubborn bastard. He wouldn't give in to this bullshit… right? Mr. Compress finally sighed and left.

Next on the roster was the schoolgirl. I remembered her from the forest. She was the knife girl. She draped herself over the barstool, looking down at me, "You're Haru, right?" I scowled. "Oh, Haru!" She giggled, "That nickname is so cute! I thought you'd love it!" She pouted, then popped up again, "I'm Himiko Toga! I wish people would call me Himiko. Toga isn't nearly as cute! Will you call me Himiko?" Toga cocked her head and listened for an answer. "Oh, wait," she gasped in fake shock, "You're gagged right now!" That was when I really wished I had laser eyes, like in a comic book. So I could burn that stupid smile off her face. She called for someone called "Twice," and a tall, lithe guy with a weird costume wandered in. "I need you to take Haru's gag off so she can call me Himiko!" Twice moved forward slowly, suddenly lunging forward to rip off the gag. My lip split almost immediately. "Thanks," I said softly, looking up and licking blood off my lip, "Toga."

She blinked, mouth opening and closing like a fish. Then her face crumpled, and I realized how badly I'd just fucked up. She darted forward, silver flashing in her hand. I blinked, and there was a knife at my neck. The blade scraped across my skin as she panted angrily, every so often cursing under her breath.

The door opened, and Shigaraki pulled up the stool to talk to me, "Hello, Haruto." I scowled harder, despite the knife at my throat. "You may leave now, Toga. Twice." Toga shrieked, "Please let me kill her. This would go so much better if she just bled more!" Shigaraki sat silently. Toga whined and pulled a small canister from her pockets. A huge needle emerged, connected to a thin metal tube. I grunted as the needle slammed into my thigh. I wrenched back in horror as blood began splashing into the container. My blood. "Wow! Type O! That's so rare, Haru!" Toga squealed as the needle withdrew, "This is some of the most beautiful blood I've seen!" I gagged, my head spinning. "The tranquilizer should help, Mr. Shigaraki," Toga chirped on her way out. Twice left without a sound.

Shigaraki turned to me, "I'm afraid that I'm here to talk to you again, Haruto. This time, it's a bit more of an interrogation." He cocked his head, "Why do you want to be a Hero? Tell me." I scowled, blinking through the haze in my head, "To help people, of course. Help kids. But mostly so I can scare the shit out of douchebags like you." He chuckled, propping his head on his hand, "Oh, believe me, I'm very scared of you. That's why you're restrained so much." I wrenched my body forward, almost making him flinch. Shigaraki sighed, "What a shame you don't want to join me. Besides the intimidation, we have very similar goals, you know. To make a name for ourselves and purify the world. You're just looking at it the wrong way. Join 'll pay you well, if anything." I scoffed, my head spinning, "You can shove all that up your ass." He shrugged, "How frustrating. Listen."

Even though it made my stomach roil, I did find myself listening to his bullshit. Hadn't Toga said something about tranquilizer? Shit. "We could cleanse the world of crime. Think of a medically advanced society that could provide your mother with a steady job and heal your father's wings." My stomach twisted with horror. "A society safe enough that your little brothers could play outside with their Quirks and not be afraid of the police coming to stop them. You could be safe enough that you don't have to hide in a hotel while police watch your home constantly." He knew too much. WAY too much. "Sh-shut up!" I growled. The growl dissolved into giggles and hiccups.

He stood and moved slowly toward me, his hands up defensively. I was thoroughly surprised when he unfastened my wings. I froze. "After all, we are trying to recruit you. Might as well treat you like an equal," he mumbled. Shigaraki slowly unfastened the rest of the straps and offered me the chair. I was surprised and almost touched by his gentleness. Dammit! The hell was wrong with my head?!

After realizing that I wasn't going to take his offer for shit, he took ahold of my upper arm, but not hard enough to hurt. I noticed that he kept one of his fingers from touching me. Shigaraki muscled stumbling, high-as-a-kite me out to a sort of bar. Every villain I'd seen was sitting or standing around a chair. A revolted sneer flashed across my face as I saw Toga flung over the counter, showing off the canister full of my blood. Then I leaned forward and saw Bakugo strapped to a chair, his hands trapped in a huge block of cement. "You said he was freed. You said he was fine," I said slowly. The block thudded to the ground and the straps snaked off of him. "He is," Twice said matter-of-factly. I wrenched away and ran to Bakugo, who was now standing and wielding tiny explosions. He blew back Twice as I whipped around to face the baddies. Shigaraki's hand-mask-thing fell off his face. "This looks fun, sparkles," I hissed. Shigaraki sighed, "Compress, it's time to put them back to sleep. How disappointing." Magic-man stalked forward slowly.

I had to make an opening, some way for at least Bakugo to get to the door. Get out. Bakugo laughed, "I'll never join your league of bastards!" I whooped, "Fuck no!" We were gearing up to fight when a knock froze the room. "Hello?! I've got a pizza delivery here," a muffled voice said. Suddenly, All Might burst through the wall, followed by Kamui Woods, who immediately bound the villains with vines, and Gran Torino, who kicked anyone who struggled. I flung my arms around Bakugo, wailing, "You're okay! Holy shit, I was so worried!" He growled and tried to shove me off, but I just squeezed tighter until he stopped and let me bawl my eyes out. "Get off, feathers," he grumbled. I slugged him in the arm, "Don't you ever scare me like that again!" He rolled his eyes, "Don't worry about me, idiot. You were kidnapped, too." I whined, "Dude, you're like my best friend! I'll worry about whoever the hell I want, and that includes you!" He paused and looked at me funny, "Best friend?" I shrugged irediculously, "Duh!" He nodded, "Not bad."

All Might spoke loudly, cutting off our conversation, "You are safe now, children. I hope you were not too scared!" Bakugo went into a rant, but I stayed silent. Truth be told, all this felt really weird. Pro Hero Edge Shot had put the warp guy to sleep, the villains and Nomus were restrained, but I still felt so strange. Kind of floaty and bubbly. Very giggly.

Gray sludge burst from Bakugo's mouth and glopped onto my wings, wrapping us in a warp gate. I actually screamed (not my proudest moment) as the world faded again.

I coughed and gagged as the sludge dropped me on my feet. Bakugo was swearing up a storm and coughing beside me. "What the hell?" I ground out. A tall figure in a suit stood before us, "My apologies, children." I looked around at what looked like a levelled warehouse around us. Mt. Lady and Gang Orca were on the ground. They weren't moving. The League of Villains materialized with similar sludge around us, all moaning about how gross it was.

Shigaraki fell to his knees, "Master."

Great. The final boss.

We staggered back, scanning the shitfest before us. Police officers were scattered here and there, hopefully just unconscious. Then we saw Pro Hero Best Jeanist. He was lying on the ground still as stone, a gaping hole in his torso. Oh God. If this guy took down the #4 Hero… I nudged Bakugo with my wing. He saw Jeanist, then glanced back at me. Fuck. He was scared. If Bakugo was scared, then how the actual hell were we going to get out of this? The suit dude started some kind of inspirational villain speech, so I grabbed Bakugo's wrist and began to back away as slowly as I could. "Aight, let's blow this shit stand," I hissed, a manic giggle bubbling out of my throat, "Can you imagine like a literal shit stand? Like they sell shit on a stick?" I clapped my hands and started laughing like an actual maniac. He didn't respond, but I could tell that he was really getting pissed. Not the time, hot head. I was already out of commission. We didn't need any more stupidity.

Before we could do much else, All Might fell from the sky mid-smash and rammed into the figure. The shock wave shoved Bakugo and I back. I caught him with my wing and blocked the wave with my body. The suit man put out another, significantly stronger wave by punching All Might away. We were buffeted hard by another shockwave. When the dust cleared, we saw a distinct path of destruction. "All Might!" Bakugo shouted. "Holy shit!" I echoed. The suit man spoke again, waving a hand at us, "Oh, it'll take more than that to kill him. Leave, Tomura. Take the children with you."

Black tendrils of smoke burst from his fingers and lodged in the unconscious warp guy's back, opening a huge warp gate. Forcible Quirk activation. The sight made my stomach churn (Well, maybe that was whatever the hell they injected into me…). But using someone's Quirk without their consent, just ugh. Tomura turned on Bakugo and I, "Let's go, children." Bakugo sunk into an offensive stance, "This is gonna be fun!" I giggled and stuck out my hip, "Okay!"

We fought hard while still trying not to fight. He dodged with explosions, I dodged with blasts of wind. I could have flown away with him, but I was still screwed up in the head, and I could barely lift a meter off of the ground. Essentially, we were stuck for the moment.

At one point, he was having trouble with Toga and her throwing knives. I moved to intercept, but she moved too quickly and rammed her knee into my back, pinning me to the ground. Bakugo blew her away and ran to my side, offering me a hand up, "Let's go, Arashi. You have to get up." Was he worried about me? Aw.

I took his hand and he heaved me to my feet. Suddenly, a giant ice spike drove into the sky. Midoriya, Kirishima, and Todoroki launched off of it, screaming for Bakugo. Typical.

He glanced over his shoulder, "Let's blow this shit stand?"

"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!" I whooped, taking off after the boys. Bakugo used his explosions to catapult himself up next to me, whooshing past. I squawked, "Show off!" Kirishima caught his hand, hiking him up so Iida and Midoriya could grab him. It was then that I realized that they hadn't quite figured out how to land. The absolute fucking idiocy of these dipshits (I was one to talk). I had to situate myself in front of them and use a blast of wind to keep them from crashing into the street.

We scrambled around a corner into an alley and met up with Momo and Todoroki. Momo threw her arms around me and snapped a lecture at me, all while sobbing. I was still really fucking spacey. For comparison, I was about as aware of my surroundings as Kaminari after his indiscriminate shock attack. As in: not at all. I stood and stared at the wall until Kirishima tapped me on the shoulder. My legs came out from under me as I whipped around. I plopped to the ground. The others kind of stared at me. I giggled and hiccuped, "I fell down!" The group glanced at each other.

Kirishima hauled me to my feet and grabbed my shoulders, "What's your problem, Arashi?" I poked his chest accusingly, "What's your problem, spiky?" I laughed at my own bad joke. Midoriya squinted at me, "It's like she took some kind of laughing gas." A little spark of awareness appeared in my head. I wrenched away from Kirishima, putting my face super close to Midoriya's, "Yes! Toga did!" Momo looked up suddenly, "They injected you with something?" I whooped, "Hell yes!" My back bumped against the wall of the alley, "It wasn't this bad before." She planted her hands on her hips, "Must be some kind of timed-release drug." I snapped and fired finger guns at the group.

We ran through a crowd of folks watching a jumbo-tron. I was kind of being dragged, so I didn't totally grasp what was on that screen. It was live footage of the battle between All Might, and the suit dude- All For One. Apparently, they were like nemeses.

I dug my heels into the ground, jerking Momo to a halt. "I think I'm going to barf!" I gagged, bracing myself against a bike rack on the sidewalk. She ran back, followed by the boys. I crouched down, pressing my hand over my mouth. Momo scooched past my wings to grab me and drag me to my feet, "Come on! We shouldn't waste too much time! You and Bakugo need to get to the Pro Heroes nearby!" I nodded and swallowed, staggering to my feet. She hooked her arm with mine and motored forward.

Soon enough, she was passing me off to an emt at the Pro Hero blockade surrounding the disaster zone. The emt sat me in an ambulance and ran blood tests across from Bakugo getting a gash stitched up. "Shit!" the emt barked. The other med tech looked up. "That's a hell of a lot of ketamine!" he looked up at me, flashing a little light in my eyes, "It's a miracle you're conscious!" I grinned, staring blankly at him. He shrugged, "Mostly, anyway." He immediately hooked me up to a rolling IV and gave me a huge shot of an anti-sedative.

I was driven home by the emt in the ambulance. They swung by Bakugo's place to drop him off first. I forced him to give me a fist bump before he jumped out the back and jogged home. My family was waiting outside (except for Papa), and piled onto me as soon as the emt cleared me. I was squished into my house for the first time in a couple of weeks. It smelled weird. My head still wasn't working right, and I barely even registered most of my mom's lecture, much less my brothers' chattering. I stumbled off to bed while they were still talking to me.

God, what a hell of a couple of days.

Alright. This is short. Not what you were looking forward to, probably. This shit's fun, isn't it?

Anyhoo, I'll be gone for another two months (but you were probably expecting that), 'cause I'm going on vacation! I, too, like to live dangerously. I'll be offline for a blissful six weeks, but also preparing some new cool shit! Animatics, memes, you name it! I do technically have a YouTube now, but it's totally empty because I haven't actually made anything yet. No, I'm not telling you yet. It's empty.

So I updated the picture, too! This is my drawing of Haruto. Completely mine, don't worry! And my signature's in the corner. Yeah, I'm still working on it...

Stay healthy, everybody ~The Graceful Egg