Thank you for the reviews, I'm glad to see it's being well received so far.
As for the request to have no cussing... I'm sorry, but Katsuki and Mitsuki wouldn't be the same without swearing every other word, however I'll do my best to keep it to a minimum, but I can't make any promises. Also please remember this is a child abduction and technical Villain AU story so things will get dark.
Enjoy!
Chapter Two: Grief and Blame
"Izuku! Izu, where are you?!" Inko cried out as she, Mitsuki, Masaru and Katsuki searched high and low in the park for the little greenette. It was dark already and Izuku never stayed out this late. Inko was worried sick, tears kept falling from her green eyes, "Izuku! Please! Izuku!" she called even as her throat was beginning to go raw.
Katsuki heart was pounding loudly in his ears as he checked in every part of the jungle gym and park.
"Deku! Stop playing around! This isn't funny!" he yelled as he swallowed a dry lump in his throat.
This was his fault and he knew it. If he hadn't acted like that in front of those stupid Extras then his Deku would still be right next to him and Auntie Inko wouldn't be so distraught. The blonde boy sniffed as he couldn't hold back his own tears. Approaching one of the benches of the park he stopped right in his tracks as he noticed something. Bending down he picked up what he knew was Izuku's All Might action figure. "MOM! DAD! AUNTIE!"
The investigators did their best to try and determine what might have happened, but other than the theory of kidnapping or that he had simply ran away, they had little to no leads as to why this had even occurred or who the perpetrator might be. They were even skeptical that anyone would be interested in kidnapping a quirkless child no less. Except. The bench that Katsuki had found the toy just so happened to have a hidden park camera pointing right there. They acquired the footage and what was captured struck them all.
There in plain sight was little Izuku crying into himself after climbing up on the bench. He was approached by a young boy not too long after that who walked into view. The two started talking and soon the boy coaxed the younger to become comfortable with him, in fact it seemed that the two were playing like old friends in the park for a few hours until they returned to the bench to rest as the sun was setting. It didn't seem odd at first. However, when they noticed that Izuku had fallen asleep in the boy's lap that's when it happened. An unmarked car pulled into the parking lot. Two unknown men in suits approached the children and then one of the men glanced around before picking up the sleeping six-year-old and placing him into the car, the older boy slipped in right after and they drove away.
The police and Pro Heroes were of little help to the grief stricken Midoriya Inko. She just sat there on the bench that was the last known location her son had been at. Sob after ugly sob clutching the action figure against her chest as if it were Izuku himself. She cursed herself for being so careless, so naïve. The park was just across the street, their small neighborhood had always been so safe. There were cameras everywhere in that park making it less tempting for any ill-intentioned criminal to be stupid enough to do anything here. She had felt safe. How could she have been so wrong, so trusting, this was her fault. Her son was gone; and it was all her fault.
"Are you sure you don't recognize this boy?" the detective asked as the video played through once more.
"Don't you think if I did, I would have told you by now?" Inko hissed, "I've never seen that horrible boy in my life!" anger boiling behind her words and her fists hit the tabletop and shook, only Mitsuki's hand on top of hers seemed to calm her down.
Sure she didn't know the older boy that obviously had taken her son without hesitation. Yet, watching the video over and over again, that was exactly how she saw this little monster, he knew what he was doing, he knew, that boy took her son because he simply wanted to.
Mitsuki glared at the detective, "What the hell are you going to do? It's right there on that damned video! Don't tell me you don't have the fucking technology to do facial recognition on those men. Instead of hounding her you should be out there looking for Izuku!" the blonde growled out.
The detective sighed and gave a nod, "Yes ma'am, we do have that technology, however, there was no match in our records of them. We have several Pro Heroes searching the city for the car description and hopefully those that were found in the footage. We are doing everything we can to bring your son back Mrs. Midoriya."
"Please… my baby is all I have… please… find him…" Inko pleaded and once again broke down. Mitsuki wrapped her arms around her dear friend trying to give her comfort as she grieved for her baby.
Katsuki leaned against the wall, he could hear everything that was being said. His stomach twisted and churned, his eyes were red and puffy, his hands and body couldn't stop shaking. The near seven-year-old laid all the blame onto his shoulders. He pushed Izuku to run away from him and he didn't follow after. "Stupid nerd…" he sniffed, "I'll find you, I promise, I'll do everything in my power to find you and bring you home. Then I'll never let you out of my sight again." He swore to himself, determination blazed in his eyes.
Waking up to a new space is terrifying. Especially when you are only six and you don't remember how you got there.
Big green eyes took in his surroundings. He had woken up in a big, soft and very comfortable bed, the sheets were crisp, clean and smelled very nice. He even found that he was in foreign night clothes that were obviously brand new. The walls of the room were stark white with no decorations other than a few shelves filled with books and the furniture were sparse, but nonetheless expensive looking. Izuku spotted the door and jumped out of the bed quickly running to it and tried to open it. It was locked, he felt the need to cry as he continued to tug on the securely locked door.
Turning back around to the room he was trapped in and gasped at the sight of shoji doors that seemed to be filtering in natural light. Running across the wooden floor he slid the door open elated that it wasn't locked. As he stepped out his eyes widened at the sight of a beautiful courtyard that featured a beautiful rock garden, a koi pond with a babbling waterfall and a bridge across it, a patch of soft green grass that was shaded by a large tree. The decking that he stepped out onto expanded around the estate which was styled traditionally and though he was outside Izuku couldn't help but notice the giant walls that surrounded them. He was still trapped in an unknown place and all he wanted at that moment was his mother.
"Izuku."
He yelped at the sudden voice and turned to see Kai standing there; wearing a traditional dark colored kimono under a hakama along with a surgical mask covering his mouth and nose.
"W-where am I? I-I wanna go home… please?"
The older boy gazed down to the younger, those honey eyes seemed so deep and vacant. Izuku felt frightened by those eyes and then froze when a familiar gloved hand brushed against his cheek, "But you are home, my little Treasure."
In this chapter I wanted to make sure I portrayed the aftermath of Izuku being taken and how it affected Inko and Katsuki before fully diving into the storyline.
To be honest, I cried with Inko, I mean I don't have any kids, but I have a nephew as old as Izu is right now and I would be devastated if something like this happened. Anyways. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll be posting the next one soon~
