Hey everyone, sorry this took so long, took longer than expected for me to get a new computer, also started a new job. Oh, by the way, for those who care pretty soon I am going to be revealing what kind of location he's being held at, curious to see if anyone has guessed where he's being held. Thanks again for reading this little bit of madness that I have created.
He knew better now, no help was coming, no one was going to rescue him from her. He was going to die in the room that his stupid brain couldn't even figure out what it was even though it should have been obvious. He would obey, and he was getting very good at obeying. He knew now that it was better for him to not fight, he looked forward with a smile, a smile that may have sometimes veered to rictus, but still. He needed to maintain the smile, needed to face this properly, no one was going to help him, no one was going to save him, all he could do now was to try to make the best of this.
He managed to keep himself from pulling away or screaming as loudly when she continued her work on him. was her canvas, she was smarter than he was, faster than he was. He should have known he couldn't beat her. No one could, she was too smart for that, she had planned too much. All that mattered was keeping her happy, when she was happy she didn't stab him as often. When she was happy the times that she stabbed him were only necessary and they were mostly clean quick slices not the jagged and twisting cuts that happened when he did something wrong and she needed to punish him. He knew she only stabbed him because he wasn't done yet, wasn't perfect yet, once he was perfect the stabbing would stop.
He just had to be good. If he was good then she would be happy and when he was good he wouldn't be punished. He knew how to be good, he knew how to behave correctly. He didn't try to pull away any more when the blades came near his skin, he didn't do much more than cry or twitch now when she did her work on him. He understood now that she was doing this for him too, that she was trying to make him perfect. He wasn't sure what perfect for her meant, though he knew that it kept him caked in blood with his nerves screaming in pain from the cold metal and hot gushes of blood.
He even managed to convince himself that he was starting to enjoy it when she would press herself against him while she cut into him. If nothing else it was warmth against his exposed skin, warmth that kept his teeth from chattering and body from shivering, making every cut ache worse than it had before. That it didn't make his skin crawl or make him want to scream. Her touch was fine, her touch meant that she wasn't stabbing him. Her touch meant that she was interested.
He had to keep her interested, if she wasn't interested she might leave. If she left then others could get hurt, others could be carved up. Others would have to allow Himiko to do this to them. As long as he was here, as long as he was alive and obedient, they were safe. Everyone was safe, because this was normal, this was fine. As long as he kept her focus on him, her interest on him, no one else could be hurt, no one else would be hurt by her. He was a useless brainless Deku but he could at least try to protect those he cared about. That's why it was good that she did this to him, good that she used her blades to bite her flesh and twist his form, because then it wasn't happening to anyone else. He knew that he deserved the pain and suffering that he was experiencing, he knew that it was only fair that this was happening to him. But others didn't deserve it, they didn't need it happening to them and if the way to protect them was to keep her focused on him then he would do it. He would never be a hero, but maybe even a worthless nothing like him could still do something.
Besides, he knew he deserved this. It was his own fault, he should have understood that he didn't deserve to be a hero. Kacchan had called him a quirkless worthless Deku and that's what he was. That was all he was, that was all he ever would be and all he ever deserved to be. He was too stupid to know when he had been tricked, too stupid twice. He didn't deserve to be a hero, didn't deserve to be All-Mights successor, didn't deserve Urarakas affection or even friendship, didn't deserve to live much longer. But being Himikos pain toy..that he deserved. He understood now, she helped him understand that, she never needed to say it because his mind recognized it, he understood now and he was even starting to agree.
Maybe if he was good she would reward him again, he…enjoyed that. Sometimes he really did, and sometimes he had been able to convince himself he did. Maybe if he did a good enough job he might stop screaming in his mind, maybe if he did a good enough job he would stop making her cut him.
Himiko smiled to herself, he was getting so close to perfect. He barely resisted her, now it did make it hard to be sure she could be him perfectly, but she trusted in her own abilities to work that out. It was so close to her best work, she had been able to put much more time into him and it was really showing. His body was tattered and cut, blood covered him and he smelled of it so sweetly. She paused to lick up some blood from a fresh wound, he barely even shivered from her doing it, and she could see his smile. Her darling Izuku was going to be so wonderful when she was finished with him.
He would be hers completely, shaped and molded to a true broken perfection. His body the ultimate canvas of blood and tattered flesh, a temple to mortality of the human body. The ultimate collection of flayed skin and torn flesh, body broken from the power and conviction within, the smell of his blood in the air, dominating all around it. It made her smile just thinking about it.
She did feel a little sad though that things were probably going to be coming to an end soon. After all, no one could be perfect forever and it would really be unfair if she brought him to perfection and then would let him fall from it. That would be cruel to him and worse still it would taint her memories of him and he didn't deserve that, not after he had become such a good boy recently.
Though it was nice that he was being so cooperative, she even found a few good ways to reward him. She knew his favorite and honestly she enjoyed it a bit too. She would take on the form of Ochako Uraraka and talk to him as her. She would let him tell her his fears, practice telling her what he wanted to. It was remarkably sweet and she had managed to learn all kinds of interesting things about both of them. It also made it much easier for her to practice being Ochako, after all when she was finished with Izuku she still had more to do.
She would miss him but then she had to talk to her lovely friend Ochako, she wasn't gong to break her promise to her darling Izuku. Even if he hadn't stopped being so rude and defiant what he had said was just too sweet to keep to herself. And she was going to make sure that she delivered it properly to her as Izuku, after all she loved love stories so much and even if she had ultimately won, well she wouldn't feel right taking away a happy ending from her friend like that. She would make sure that Ochako got her happy ending too, she would even make Ochako perfect, after all she was her friend and she wanted to be a good friend to her, especially given how helpful she had been with her blood. And the best part was they could both be perfect together, she giggled a little to herself, it was a bit naughty of her to start thinking about Ochako and how her blood would taste when Izuku was right here.
She paused as she heard her phone ring. She made a face, she wanted to make sure that Izuku got her full and undivided attention. However it was Shigaraki calling, aside from being in charge he also was kind of a friend. More importantly if she didn't answer there were probably going to be more interruptions.
"Hi Mister Grumpy hands!" her tone was even more obnoxiously cheerful than usual, both because of how well things had been going for her but also because Shigaraki rarely handled cheerful from her well and would probably want to hang up as fast as possible, letting her get back to work.
There was an annoyed sigh on the other end but he spoke, "Himiko where the hell have you been? It's been nearly a week now with no check ins and hero activity has been intensifying both in terms of patrol activity and number on patrols."
She actually giggled a bit, "Aww, you actual care! Well as to where I've been I've been on a date and it's kind of rude for me to interrupt with a phone call." She could hear Shigaraki sigh on the phone, and that gave her a little laugh too. It was fun to push his buttons and make him irrirated, he was so easy to bother that way. However he was fairly observant in what was said.
"A date…wait who do you have captive then?" Irritation was clearly rising from him. She probably should have felt a little offended that he automatically assumed the date meant someone captive. After all Izuku wasn't a captive anymore, he was like this to make it easier to work, she was certain that if she tried to let him down he'd ask to be kept where she could work on him.
She sighed, "My darling Izuku of course, he was a bit of trouble at first but now he's been so good. I might even reward him again." She could pracitacally hear him grimacing on the other side of the phone.
"You have him, that damn brat? Of course, that must be why the heroes are out in force, they're trying to recover one of their own. Himiko, you need to bring him to us. Let me know where you are and I'll send you an escort to get him to us before one of the heroes catches you." Himiko rolled her eyes.
"We're almost done and it would be really rude of me to just end our date like that. Besides this is supposed to be intimate and special." She gave another laugh, tinged with a dark manic energy. She wasn't looking at Izuku so she couldn't see the look of fear he had hearing her malevolent giggle. He couldn't make out anything that was being said.
Giggling she then spoke, "Well, I need to go now I've kept him waiting long enough, bye grumpy hands!" she smiled and shut her phone, deciding to turn it off too. She might miss other notifications but she had something far more important to focus on now.
Picking up her blades she smiled, a lovesick blush on her face, "Don't worry Izuku-kun, you're almost perfect."
On the other side of the conversation Shigaraki glared at his phone. Me was able to resist the urge to clench his hand on it and disintegrate it. Aside from the obvious annoyance at replacing it, and the loss of progress on a few of his games, he also knew that Kurogiri would remark on it as an example of lost self-control. Speaking of Kurogiri, he summoned him and relayed the conversation he had had with Toga.
"I need you to get a few of our lower tier enforcers, probably better than what we used for the USJ attack. No more than four, we need to send them to Himikos location and get both her and the brat and bring them back here. Make sure they can carry him restrained."
Kurogiri paused, "Master Shigaraki, I understand your irritation but are you sure this is the right track to take? Miss Himiko can be frustrating but I'm not sure sending enforcers to drag her back is going to work. I understand your desire to punish her but.."
Before he could continue Shigaraki raised a hand to forestall the comments, "Believe it or not I'm actually impressed with her, maybe even proud. Managed to abduct All-Mights successor and kept him hidden and the heroes still haven't tacked her down. Hell I only know about it because I spoke with her. The fact is this is…more of a rescue operation at this point, primarily for her sake."
He could practically hear the skepticism in Kurogiris expression, though his second kept his tone neutral, "If it's a rescue then why not dispatch any of the Nomu, or one of the other members of the vanguard action squad?"
Shigaraki sighed, "We don't have a steady supply of Nomu anymore with Sensei captured. The ones we have we will need to hoard. Also they only act under orders, and given Togas position it might just as likely follow her instructions. As for other members of the vanguard action squad, Dabi would likely just antagonize her and get into an argument that could escalate. Spinner might try to liberate the prisoner given that he apparently spared them during the attack on the camp based on a connection to Stain. Twice is an issue in that he's close enough with her that we might get clones of them instead of the genuine articles. Compress would actually work but I have him on assignment right now"
Kurogiri seemed to shift somewhat, not speaking but his posture had altered and his expression almost seemed to change as well, it would be intensely subtle and the only reason that Shigaraki recognized it was his long period of interaction with him. He decided to expound a bit, both out of amusement at Kurogiris apparent surprise at his analysis but also to clarify his own thoughts. He tended to monologue, probably a habit that he had to adjust.
"The fact is that Toga took a prisoner that the heroes are out in force to try to find and recover. This has had the consequence of making some of our other operations less viable as we have had to avoid a massive increase in patrol. Not to mention that they will find her, likely wherever she is is fairly innocuous or well hidden, maybe both. But the fact is they will find her and with how engrossed she is she may not leave before it's too late. Aside from me not wanting to lose any more of my people especially among my elites, she was also able to pull off something impressive that deserves reward and part of that reward is protection for when the heroes come. And they will likely be there sooner rather than later, enough time has passed that they may find them by law of averages alone, not to mention that if they have people monitoring cell phones our call may have tipped them off."
Kurogiri spoke up then, "Alright but I doubt she told you where she was, how are you going to find her?" The question didn't seem challenging, more like he was trying to understand. Kurogiri kept it to himself but he was actually feeling some pride towards Shigarakis growth since Sensei had been captured. This was one of the larger examples of that growth and it gave him hope for his future and the future of the league.
Shigaraki smirked, "Luckily for me, and indirectly her, she's very chatty with certain people and I have listening devices set up in different locations. I also made a point of finding out about fallback positions of our more useful members in case we face another major assault against a stronghold or if I need to find them if they go dark. In her case she has a somewhat surprising number, most of them though are just places for her to hide or to work with a victim. She mentioned having Izuku though and given her obsession she would need somewhere private and secure that could also give her space to work since this would be special to her. There are about six locations I could guess that it would be, sending a few of our lower level enforcers to each should convince her to leave with them and if the heroes get there first, or at least before they can evac, it at least gives enough of a distraction for Himiko to get away, preferably either bringing the brat with her or having killed him before."
He thought to himself about the situation and was somewhat amused by it. Himiko and her captor were both playing very different games, for her it was a dating sim and for him most likely a survival horror. Though the win condition for one would be a certain loss for the other. Regardless the symbol of peace was gone and now he had a good chance to annihilate his successor as well. End his legacy and possibly even break the will of the husk that he hated so much. He smiled to himself, things were almost perfect.