Prologue
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Battered... Tired... Bloody...
As he weakly crawled towards the cold rigid dock of Camp Wawanakwa, that was 18 year old Izuku Midoriya's unfortunate condition. Tattered, was his dark green t-shirt, exposing parts of his sweaty/bloody slim toned torso. While not as ripped, his black casual shorts beared some damage as well, being torn slightly at the hems.
Behind him, the main campgrounds burned, the numerous camper cabins and dining lodge blazing in a wild inferno, the rest of Wawanakwa Island soon to follow as the bright hot fire began to spread.
"Almost... there.." Izuku's beaten voice groaned, moving at a snail's pace as his hands barely had any strength left. On his front, he dragged himself tiredly towards the dock, fingers digging deep into the soil that became moist with his blood. He truly couldn't tell how far away the dock was, as his vision was rendered blurry and unfocused from exhaustion.
So close... yet so far was Izuku to freedom, as before he could even touch the dock, a tall dark figure steadily walked up to his feet.
Izuku didn't even hear the heavy steps, as his hearing could only pick up his own frantic heartbeat.
When the figure's ominous shadow suddenly loomed over him, that's when Izuku froze, his heart stopping as fear became all too evident on his face. "F-Fuck..." Izuku shakily gasped in defeat, refusing to move any further as there was no use at that point.
"Agh!" Izuku grunted as he's then flipped onto his back by the figure's foot, revealing the few small gashes littering his bruised chest. Panting heavily, what was left of his will and strength had finally been drained, as he couldn't move a single muscle now. However, his vision did clear a bit; Enough for him to get a good look at his attacker. "Oh... it's you. Of course, it's fucking you." Izuku huffed humorously, flashing a geniunely amused smirk as he gazed up at his 'nemesis'.
Its skin charred, scarred and cracked, the muscular male figure stood tall over Izuku's beaten body, holding a long makeshift cleaver in one hand while the other held a rusty bear trap. Blending with the fresh blood of its victims, it wore dark poorly maintained overalls, along with a dirty mask of bone that shielded its face, small eye holes and a menacing 'toothy' grin carved into it.
"Well... Trapper. You got me." Izuku scoffed, locking 'eyes' with the obvious killer. "After all the 'running' around I made you do on this island, I'm finally at your mercy it seems. Heh, took you long enough, honestly." He weakly chuckled, his remark causing 'The Trapper' to tilts its head. "So, what happens now, hmm? You gonna kill me, too?" He snarled, body trembling with anger and terror as he glared at the monster.
Silently, the Trapper looked down at its cleaver, as if considering its options. For a moment, that's what it did before looking back to Izuku, making its choice as it then raised the weapon slowly.
"Yeah... That's what I thought." Izuku whispered with surprising calmness, accepting his sad fate as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath... as he embraced the coming darkness. 'I gotta say, it's been fun giving him and his "friends" a hell of a fight. Really fun... I'm so sorry, girls.. Please forgive me..'
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BANG!
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One may ask, how'd Izuku end up in such a hopeless predicament? Well, to know that, we'd have to start from the beginning.
A/N: I've been getting too deep into horror games lately. XD
The Harem! ( FINAL! )
- Lindsay ( Total Drama Island )
- Gwen ( Total Drama Island )
- Courtney ( Total Drama Island )
- Bridgette ( Total Drama Island )
- Caitlin ( 6Teen )
- Jen ( 6Teen )