Chapter 2
Things overall had settled down as of late for all students, faculty included. In fact it was on a much more positive track than ever, hoarding individuals in dorm rooms under close watch. Villan activity to a bare minimum with the league under the radar after the capture of All For One. Sure, they were briefed on what to do in case of an emergency and where to travel. What was considered safe. The same routine they had stuck to in this fashion as she twiddled with her pencil, leaning bored on the side of her arm as Aizawa once again reminded everyone to be cautious. Be mindful, and watch their backs.
Not to say this small trip would be of consequence, a largely populated area was by any means a better scenario than traveling to some place that was barren. Unaccompanied and alone. One just couldn't win with the schools heavy regulations.
The bell sounded, indicating students to leave with classes over and the weekend beginning. Ochako pondered telling anyone where she was going with how dramatic her friends like Deku could be. Always offering to join or tag along in some sense. Not like he wouldn't just do it anyways behind her back to keep a watchful eye, he was more on edge than anyone after Bakugo had been taken. But a small trip to visit her grandparents wasn't going to be spoiled over another's antics.
Which right on que as she finished gathering books and notes, shoving them into her side case to toss over her shoulder, he appeared. Smiling nervously at her, fiddling with his fingers. "Hey Uraraka! You've got any plans this weekend? I'm not really doin much if you'd wanna get together, maybe train."
She tried to give a nice smile, really so, but she knew better that he could analyze anything. Able to see through the smallest details of deception. Ochako wasn't a liar, nor was it if she simply didn't say much. The classmates behavior just wasn't trustworthy to behave.
"Sorry Deku, I'm going visit family. Not far off! Just a quick thing," she answered, giving a reassuring expression. Watching his contort to disappointment.
They hadn't said much further, hurrying away before it became awkward as she went through the halls. Down the stairs and through the doors leading to the outside. The bag was already packed the night prior laid out on the bed, with a bit of excitement brewing. It had been so long since she'd seen them, ready to rant on about school and the amazing offers the hero department gave. How much they helped train her quirk for combat and rescue. The internships with pros.
It only helped speed the process while tossing on short, jean shorts once inside her room. With a simple t-shirt, pulling the back of her hair into a bun. The nice casual appearance she liked. Behind was a small duffle bag with common items like a toothbrush, extra clothing, charger etc. Not much, it was only two days.
And while she liked to keep things tidy and to the point, straightening up the place would have to wait since the train into the big city was departing soon. Eyeing her phone screen to keep track of the time. She even made sure to lock the door and make way out the balcony to be thoroughly incognito, in case anyone would stop her and she'd spill the beans. Deku being sure to try and give a little trouble in worry. Sometimes it could be insulting how few had faith in her ability to take care of herself.
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Adding fuel to how eager she was, the bigger city offered more to stimulate the mind than what the same daily sights had. Large trees flying past the train cart outside the window, the occasional tunnel leading through cemented trail liners that she leaned up higher in her seat to get a better view. The sunlight reflecting off the tall buildings never did cease to astound her, silently comparing it to the not so modern home she lived in back at their hometown. A single story, partly rundown decor on the bad side of the neighborhood. This day was more than an escape from reality, it was a broadcast of what life could be if she continued to pursue the hero dream.
Passing under two wide bridges packed with vehicles, they began to slow down. Gitty in her seat to welcome the love of family, and how long it surely had been. If only her parents could have accompanied to Fukuoa, recalling just how lively with people it always was. Like a giant maze all jammed together to make it somehow fit and here she was, expected to know the way. At least to the main branch of the city on foot until a cab could take her the rest of the way.
With the duffle bag in tow, she made way out from the sliding door with a heave of fresh air. A bright, clear sky day giving a nice hint of the positives. Laughing crowds of families exiting, smiles on their faces only made her more cheery. It was a kind atmosphere to say the least.
She made sure to stop for a second to text her father, letting him know she made it to the outskirts of the city before heading off. Holding her bag close to her, trying to pay attention with the sounds of honking cars. Safe to pass through the walking path across the road.
Not like it was a troublesome journey, just one that required a bit more footwork than the norm. But thankfully U.A. made sure to keep its students in tip top shape for the few miles she'd have to make.
The crowds intensed the further she entered the area, with side businesses offering fruits or the commercial food trucks that tried to holler for customers. These small bits picking at her anxiety, Ochako never was one for loud sounds. It was hard to concentrate, keeping her head low. Bag close. And giving polite smiles when needed.
It was supposed to be an easy breather. No time to worry about trivial things like homework, lectures, assignments due. So this was a stroll in the park. Near literally with the advent nature the town clearly tried to blend in and make work to contrast the hoards of cemented buildings booming with the economy. Definitely not like her home at all.
Until a loud commotion up ahead made her halt, peeking through the pedestrians to get a look at what was the hold up. People stopping with shouts of complaints, followed by a few sirens and police radio. Her short stature could hardly see what the fuss was about. Until the flames grew brighter over head, soring so high from a wrecked car, it filled with blue flames. And nearby it, several more were caught in the pile up with apparently no injuries to anyone specific. Just their cars, torched in the middle of the four lane intersection causing havoc as the police tried to calm its citizens and direct them back where they came from.
Blue flames… Abnormal from a typical wreck. It was interesting, scowling with her eyes still fixed on the wreckage while taking a few short steps back. Still in thought as to why it looked so familiar. Like she'd seen something of it before, though no matter the fuss could not put her finger on it. Not to mention how strange it'd be for nothing in particular to be targeted to be a quirk in use. Weird.
One of the vehicles exploded suddenly, bits of debris scattering throughout the roadways as people screamed, police trying to force them back while they began to run past her away from the scene. She in turn stumbled off a little, not to be caught up directly in their path to be trampled on. Her heartbeat accelerated, backing into a nearby alley that barely widened in by a few feet. Only to jump, startled by her back bumping against a chain link fence, sealing off entry from the sidewalk.
People ran past, uncaring as what she was doing with others too fixated on the scene ahead. Trying to calm down, Ochako weighed her options. Surely it was reasonable to backtrack and take another route towards the other side of the city. Or simply she could float over this, and make way around the entire situation. It was plausible, not like she would get in the way of police work and whatever was the cause. Nor would she cross paths with them, blended in with the shadows and coming out on the other side, wherever it led. Regardless, it would connect to Some part of the walkway again. No big deal.
Ochako took a deep breath, making sure no one had noticed her before activating her quirk. Just enough to float herself over the fence, and releasing on the other side. Easy and done. No one saw a thing. Though once turning to face the other side, she swallowed hard. Littered with beer bottles, broken glass and spray painted graffiti on the inner bricks. It reeked of an area filled with foul play, that's for sure. But, it wasn't anything to be afraid of, she told herself. Clutching the bag closer as she began to walk through the alleyway. Further away from the crowd.
Little did she know, she was correct. Unsuspecting, and right. The alley wasn't what she needed to fear. It was something much more sinister in the blue eyes of the man that watched his prey, steadily walking on the rooftop edge to peer down at her. His shadow blended with the ground so effortlessly with his hands in his pockets, grinning down at her. Alone, and helpless.
Pulling out a small walkie, Dabi clicked the button on. "She just made this way too easy, my God how stupid...Yes that's right. She's heading straight for you. Just chase her back this way and I'll handle it. It's better to corner her. Don't let her get too far off."
Toga could only skip happily, more than ready to follow this round of orders with the one sided best friend heading straight that way. It was all thanks to an inside infornment at U.A that overheard their little girls conversation, explaining her upcoming whereabouts this weekend. At first everyone rejected the thought of kidnapping a student. But, on the other hand, Shigaraki figured why not stick it to the pros just one last time before heading out to handle more serious business. Nor would they risk harming them totally, less they Harm Her.
So things worked out more perfectly than each member could have imagined, face filled with pure lust as Ochako turned the corner. Stopping immediately at the sight of the insane young girl who practically panted in joy, loving the fear that played on her face. A knife hanging loosely in her hands.
Toga greeted her too enthusiastically, taking a step forward. As she took one back. Her eyes never strayed from the blonds as she tried not to panic, the urge to hyperventilate creeped up.
"What do you want?," she whispered the closer Toga got, picking up the short pace.
"To play with you!," she yelled, breaking into a sprint holding the blade high.
Ochako shrieked, near stumbling over rotten boxes pulled up by a dumpster as she back tracked through where she came. Listening to the girls feet matching hers, slamming onto the concrete with a bead of sweat already forming on her temples. There was the option to float up, but it worked too slow. And she'd be powerless to defend against a knife midair before she got high enough away.
Trying to grab her phone out from her pocket, she struggled to punch in the numbers for the authorities. Only one number left until a blade collided with the flip screen, slightly cutting into one of her fingers as she screamed. Dropping the remnants to glance over her shoulder for a brief second as Toga already reached her other side for an extra spare knife. The aim this girl had was outstanding, taking away the one link to the others.
There was no time to think, clenching her sounded hand while wheeling around the final alleyway right back to where it began to at least scream for help. Until her body slammed into someone else's, stumbling back onto her backside.
Ochako winced in pain, staring up at the assailant who smiled wickedly back at her. Trying to scoot away, only to feel Togas shoes behind her. Cornered, like a deer against wolves.
"Jeez this is almost sad. We seriously put little to no thought into how this would go down," Dabi teased, laughing at her slightly with Toga also giggling. "I think a U.A. student would be smarter. And my, you aren't even Trying to fight back!"
Ochako began to breath hard, eyes switching between the girls and his own. Not sure what to do with passing people just on the other side of the fence. They were so close, yet so far away. Nor could a couple of normal citizens do much, it was illegal after all to engage in combat with the use of quirks. And with the skills of these two individuals, none would stand a chance anyways.
Dabi noted her eyes darting to the people behind him, slamming his foot against the brick wall hard enough for her to flinch. Making sure to draw her attention. "I wouldn't do anything reckless. Make this easy on yourself."
A shiver went down her spine as he leaned in, the scent of smoke and decay evident on his clothing. How menacing, hateful his eyes looked boring down at her wide ones. This man was pure evil. But maybe even if she were to die, somehow they'd get apprehended. It almost seemed worth it.
Dabi studied her, obvious every thought that raced through her mind thinking over a handful of options. This idiot would be stupid enough to try something too, well aware of how to react as well just to show their captive how far he'd go to hold her in place. To punish.
So she took a deep breath, ready for the harsh outcome. "Help-!"
She went to cry out to the crowd, noticing a few stopping to glance through the fence at her predicament. Just as she did so, Toga let out a loud laugh as Dabi flung his hand out from his pants pocket. Blasting a large flame from the alleyway, through the crowd that received immediate screams of pain reacting to body figures moving through the blue hue.
Ochako choked out a panicked sob, a hand flying over her mouth in horror at what this monster had just done, burning people alive just to teach her who's boss. He'd won. She'd have to comply now, less more die for her stupidity. Though her reaction only pleased him more, looking at how wide her pupils dialated, with mules of disgust and fear spreading through them.
He grabbed her by the hair and yanked her up, ignoring the shouts coming from her while taking the bag, tossing it over to Toga. "Struggle and I'll kill someone else," he warned.
So she stopped, tears slipping out the corner of her eyes as he lifted her over his shoulder roughly. Hurrying to flee from the scene. And the rest, be it black.
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All she could recall was physical pain. Thrown harshly into a car, Dabi tying the back of her hands with rope. Shoving a black bag over her head before facening a heavy, metal thing around her throat that was a little too tight for comfort. And the ride there to whenever they were off to fast, being jerked against the windows from time to time while they argued with one another. So many questions going through her mind but too scared to ask.
All of which, was how she found herself here. Kneeling before a stranger who didn't seem to share the same enthusiasm as his companions, looking down at her confused. Dabi had taken the bag off, standing not far off as if to observe their reaction, not before handing the end of the chain to Hawks.
He could only stand there, feeling his face grow pale. The way this poor girl looked at him, pleading mixed with fear. Disheveled hair, stained dirtied cheeks from crying. The end of her shirt torn a tad with shorts raised a little too high.
"She even packed a little over night bag," Dabi laughed, mocking her position.
Ochako looked over her shoulder to glare hard at him, nostrils flaring in agitation. They had won, that much was clear. Though no one minded rubbing it in her face while she was already down and humiliated.
It irked him to see that fury still left after what he had done, sure they had threatened enough with violence for her to get the hint. Though in general this wasn't about the girl. This was about Hawks, he had to keep in mind. And how He'd do with this. Dabi didn't trust him a bit, this would surely damper the Hero's pride. Like killing two birds with one stone, and one was a little birdy he wanted nothing more than to torch the second he entered their league, so cocky and casual.
He took a few steps up to Hawks who tensed, face hardening and serious. "I thought you'd enjoy this gift."
"I don't see the point in it."
"Well. No matter. You should probably break her in."
Ochako's face filled with panic at what he meant by that, with Hawks also looking him over in disgust. Right now it was quite difficult to contain the onset emotions that piled up behind the fake mask he always wore. Though he could care less. Anger was taking control.
"Hit her," Dabi commanded, studying him closely for a reaction. Any excuse he could conjure up to end this little alliance.
"Excuse me?," he barked.
"You heard me. After all, you will be in charge of her for the next few weeks. It's best to show her now who's the boss."
He felt the end of the chain moving, both glancing at her as she tried to scoot away, pulling on the restraints. "In charge of me!?," she screamed, trying to force the ropes off until it cut through skin.
Dabi gestured towards her with his hand. "See? That attitude will be a problem...buuuut if you're not for us then I guess I'll have to let Shigaraki know.."
There it was. Dabi was challenging his resolve, using the main man as a pawn to block the path of going further into their league. The most important aspect of all of this. And it'd be for nothing if it was compromised now. Honestly they could be asking for him to do worse.
Hawks sighed, closing his eyes for a moment to slowly approach her, registering that it had to be done. Shock flooded her eyes, gasping to get away from him, but it was to no avail as he raised the chain closer to force her forward. Tears slipped down her cheeks as she began to sob again, choking back begs. Aware that they'd mean nothing to thrash against the chain. While Dabi stood behind him with a smile of approval.
It was the last thing she'd seen before the loud echo of his hand slamming into the side of her cheek was heard, hard enough to make him wince. A red mark already appearing, disgracing her face. Ochako stared off to the distance, her eyes dull. Lips parted, ringing in her ears while struggling to remain conscious, too shocked to react. Stunned on words that left, empty and thoughtless.
I'm so sorry.. I hope you forgive me.
As she slumped to the side, he caught her. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders to support the weight.
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"Ochako Uraraka. Age 16. In the hero course at U.A. Our source said she was traveling here to visit her grandparents, hence the bag that was conveniently filled with her shit. Toga broke her phone so no worries. Her quirk, zero gravity. So don't let her touch you with her finger tips. Not like it'll hurt anyways I guess."
Hawks listened carefully to each detail Dabi explained about her, reading off a list of what they knew. Though he did need to walk on eggshells for the next bit to get more information out of this plan that oddly enough was well executed. But why a student? Why not? More importantly..
"Is this why you had that Nomu attack the city yesterday?, and didn't stick to the original plan of when we were gonna use it?," he interrupted. Hawks would be sure not to underestimate them again, at least not Dabi. All of this was so flawless that he had to give him props. Though going to all these lengths over one girl was strange enough.
"Yea. Makes a great distraction for the news before anyone Really pays attention to the missing princess."
He crumpled the paper, tossing it into the trash bin beside the counter. This place was also pretty elaborate, secretly hidden by boat docks underground by the sea. There wasn't much business so anyone could come and go. The owner was murdered, taking his identity just long enough to hide out here until their next plan of action and where Shigaraki wanted the girl. It was still being decided about how she'd be of use, at least in the development of nomu's that is. And to top it off, a helicopter was stored deep inside in case of an escape.
"So why her?," he asked, trying to pry more into their plans.
"Easy. Nothing more. Our inside source in the school overheard her weekend plans. Annnd we were already here so we figured why the hell not? Plus her quirk isn't strong so of course it wouldn't be much of a hassle."
Hawks nodded, trying to appear not as on edge about all this. How the fuck would he be able to safely get a young girl, a prisoner, out of here without detection? It was stressful enough knowing he'd have to leave in not much longer to report back and tell his boss the news. Given if they would even allow him to intervene.
"Anyways, about you. Your final test is pretty much be her caretaker since I don't feel like it. No other reason. Make sure she eats. Drinks. Just keep her alive, don't think too far into it. Do whatever you want to her, I really don't care just as long as she's alive and not dead weight."
Sincerely Hawks was grateful that it was himself in charge of this and no one else. For if it would be, surely they'd hurt her or do the most vile things he could imagine. This gave him time as well to conjure up a plan.
Dabi stood, sliding the chair back to begin walking down the one hall of the main room as he quickly followed back to the place they had left her. Down it was only one room, the end of the hall to the right led to the other's bedrooms. But here, was the only door that had a key code pad on the side of it. Unlocked for the thick, lab coated door to open.
"You and I are the only two here that know the code. I'll show you. Just be mindful when you use it, since you know, we wouldn't want someone like Toga seeing and using it when we aren't around. She'd love to cut her up pretty badly. Also the door locks once it's closed, there's another pad inside. Don't let her see you use it. Good luck."
Hawks cringed at the thought, watching as Dabi punched in the 4-digit code. Though the second the door slide open automatically, he shoved Hawks in as her screams pierced their ears from the sound proof padding in the walls. Sighing once it closed at how loud that bitch could be.
Ochako's eyes widened, panting hard while standing far off from him now awake. A small bruise due to him on her cheek, anger sparking in her eyes. At least they had the liberty of taking the chain and rope off, though they also left marks.
Well.. This is awkward.
He shuffled nervously, even the slightest movement made her flinch back like an animal.
"Hi I uh, I'll be-"
"Let me out of here!," Ochako screamed, using her quirk to lift a small white nightstand behind her. Holding it above her head with her teeth clenched, eyebrows knitted in anger.
"No- NO! NO!," He waved his hands in front of him, trying to calm her down but it fueled it, throwing it as hard as she could without the weight as he yielded his forearms to brace the impact. Shattering into pieces with how hard it connected, cursing to himself at the slight pain.
Glancing past his arms, he could see her already searching for another thing to use. Though the room had nearly nothing aside from a white twin sized bed that matched the interior. Across from that was the bathroom, which they didn't even allow a door on it so privacy was a negative.
"Stop it! I'm not gonna hurt you!," he soothed, holding his arms out to her taking a few steps forward. Though obviously she didn't buy it with the mark on her cheek, an indication at how this charade started.
Ochako backed away, the back of her legs hitting the edge of the bed as she fell back onto it. He, still coming closer only causing further dismay. "Get away from me!," she cried, kicking back swiftly as her heel connected with his nose. Sending Hawks staggering back, glasses flying off onto the floor broken.
Her expression contorted with terror now, still in fear knowing that she'd hurt him, in the way he turned away from her. Hand over his nose with drips of blood landing on the floor. She raised her knees to her chest, sliding further onto the mattress to get farther away as possible.
"Fuck!," he cursed, taking his hand away to see just how much blood was coming. It wasn't broken at least, just in a tremendous amount of pain. Though, it was point taken. Stay away from the girl, check.
Really he should've seen this coming after what he did, and quite frankly deserved it. Now it gave another task to buy another pair of flying glasses since they weren't just regular everyday pair.
"I'm-I'm S-Sorry," she stuttered, whimpering at what was to come next. This man would kill her for sure. Or torture her first. Maybe rape before stabbing. Far worse than the small things Dabi had done in their short time together. "Please… P-Please don't h-hurt me."
But to her surprise, his shoulders heaved with a sigh. Slowly turning around to face her, pulling his hand away just enough to flash her a toothy grin with bits of blood staining his chin. "No worries! I deserved that!"
Hawks leaned his head back to try and stop the flow, making sure to keep his posture easy so she'd feel better and accept that he wasn't a threat. One couldn't blame her for that reaction.
"Also I should apologize for hitting you earlier. Trust me when I say I didn't want to," he said shyly. Trying not to look at her in the embarrassment of even having to say something like that to an innocent person. Making a mental promise to never do so again, and make this as good as possible for her until he could figure something out.
Ochako blinked, staring at him confused. A villian just apologized for hitting her, even though she was their captive. And didn't retaliate when she almost broke his nose after throwing a table at him. Was he toying with her? The one out of the bunch that had some sick fetish to mentally trick those like stockholm syndrome?
"What's your name?," she whispered, still with a guard up in case it was all a trick.
"Hawks!," he perked up, steadily making his way to the door feeling that this was enough for one day while his face begin to throb with desperate need of a pain pill. "sweet and catchy!"
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Definitely my favorite crackship for certain. Though my ships usually never sail for obvious reasons with the characters having zero ties to each other lolol
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