I opened my eyes slowly, gazing up at a white ceiling. It was odd. I hadn't seen a white ceiling in a long time; it had always been dark. I laid there and questioned the odd scenery when a beep brought me out of my haze. The memories of the training camp, the UA students, and the rescue filled my head. I shot up and analyzed my surroundings.

I was in a hospital bed, there was a cardiac monitor, a chair, a door, a window, a voice. A voice.

"Hey, kid. Kid?" The voice said, "I think she's a bit out of it." Speaking was a man with bandages covering his neck with dark eyebags and long, black hair. Eraserhead.

Beep

"Miss?" A female voice said. "Can you hear me?" I looked towards who I assumed was a nurse with a concerned look on her face. I watched as she reached down and touched my arm.

Beep

Suddenly, I snapped, "Don't touch me!" I hissed and set the woman aback along with me jerking my hand away. When I did, I could feel something tugging on my skin. I looked at my right arm to see things sticking out of me, attached to me, in me. I yanked each one of them out, not caring which way it was meant to come off. I could tell the nurse was in distress.

"Miss, I need you to calm down. Those are for your own good. Please lie back down." The nurse's short and decisive sentences did nothing to ease my anxiety.

Beep

"No," I said, "I can't, I won't, I'm not!" My hands began to tremble and shake as I opened and clenched them repeatedly. I Switched off the bed near the center of the room. This put Eraserhead into action. His eyes got red and his hair slightly lifted up off his head. My attention shifted to him as I saw him ready to fight.

Beep

"Kid, slow down." He said in a deep voice, a commanding voice. "I'll explain everything when you calm down."

"No!" I yelled. "You can tell me what's going on now. For me, I just escaped from the villains. Now, I'm in a hospital and I don't know how I got here."

Beep

My whole body was trembling at that point and my breathing was shallow and labored. I noticed Eraserhead look back at the nurse and nod which put me into even more of a confused shock. I turned my head to the nurse and saw her with a syringe in hand with a blue-ish clear liquid. It was then that I was set into fight or flight mode.

Beep

First was flight. I knew my quirk wouldn't work with Eraser there, so I tried to sprint out of the hospital room. However, I was stopped by a group of nurses that had come into the room when they had heard the commotion. They tried grabbing onto me to hold me still but they were obviously unprepared for me.

Beep

Fight. I threw my hands and legs around, hitting anything and pulling away from everything. I had finally broken free when white bandages pulled me backwards. Eraser was trying to incapacitate me so the nurse could inject me with whatever she had, just like the others. But Eraser wouldn't let go as easily. I was pulled up to Eraser as he pinned me to himself.

Beep

I kicked and thrashed and screamed, but nothing would weaken his hold on me nor would my Quirk activate.

"Kid, calm down." The husky voice said in a calm demeanor. "No one here is trying to hurt you." I payed no mind to his words and kept resisting his grasp, to no avail. I didn't care how much of a child I looked, my instincts just told me to get out. I watched as the wary and nervous nurse came over to me with the syringe.

Beep

The nurse proceeded to push the needle into my shoulder and injected the substance into me.

"NO!" I shrieked. My thrashing became more sporadic, desperate to escape the unmoving grasp before the drug took effect. But Eraserhead's grasp remained firm.

Slowly, I began to kick less and my legs felt heavy. My body began to relaxed and my shaking stopped. My breathing came back to normal and my body became slightly limp.

"Okay…" I breathed to myself. "It's okay… You're okay…" I looked long breaths and my eyes started to droop.

"The sedative seems to be taking effect." The nurse said sweetly as she leaned down in front of me. "You still with us, honey?"

"Yes," I whispered weakly, "I'm sorry for the freakout, I've had a rough few years."

Everyone in the room seemed to relax at that statement as Eraser's arms around me loosened.

"Can I go back into the bed now?" I asked. "I feel like I'm gonna pass out soon. I've been falling asleep way too much lately…"

Eraser chuckled and let me go. Before I could stumble over, he pulled me up with an arm under my legs and the other under my shoulder blades; bridal style. Deja vu much? He walked me back over to the bed, placed me onto it, and pulled the covers to my shoulders. I watched him put a few eyedrops in his blood-shot eyes.

"One last question," I said weakly, "Is everyone safe? Bakugou too?" It took Eraserhead and the group of nurses a second to understand who "everyone" was but I eventually got an answer.

"Safe and sound." Eraserhead said. "Including you."

I gave a soft hum in thanks and acknowledgement right before I fell asleep.

I awoke to an early morning. I could've sworn I heard a bird chirping outside. It didn't take very long for my hospital door to slide open and shut as a lanky male walked in.

"Oh, good. You're awake." Eraserhead said. "That'll make things easier." I watched as he sat in the same chair in the corner of the room that he had when I was last awake.

"Eraserhead?"

"Call me Aizawa, I'm not in the field."

"Mr. Aizawa, I apologize for my actions the last time I was awake. I was just very confused, I'm not even sure what day it is…"

"Apology accepted," Eraserhead said. "But you don't have enough time to waste with "sorry"s. There's lot's of things you need to get done today."

And, right before my eyes, my new life had just begun.

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Hey! I have waited so long to publish this chapter... I actually wrote it a while ago! I do that when I have good ideas for certain events and want to get them written down asap! This chapter was supposed to be a more realistic one. Asuga hasn't been able to trust strangers for a very long time. Being told to sit still while people (again, strangers) stick things into you isn't something a traumatized teen would really react well to. I wanted to show Asuga's more human side. However, I'm not really stoked about these next chapters because it's a lot of technical stuff that needs to be said but is super annoying to do. She's been missing for six years, there's got to be tons of things that have to be done, right? So there have to be child services, therapists, psychologists, and a whole bunch of things to go through and people to see. I will try to spare you from the unnecessary things as much as possible. So, if you don't see something that you think should be there and should've been covered (i.e. a child trauma specialist or something :/), please excuse it!

Peace!