A/N: This is only a little bit late- Enjoy! Continuation of day 3! Prompts: Cattle prod/shock/"you in there?" Summary: A continuation of day 3, where Midoriya's treatment worsens at the hands of his father.

Midoriya had thought that being left alone in that room, under the effects of a drug or quirk was the worst thing that could happen but he had been wrong.

After his father had finally payed him a visit Midoriya quickly learned things could be a lot worse.

His father- after the past few- how long had it been-he refused to call the man dad.

It had been a drastic change going from sleeping in a haze of isolation, to having visits from his father.

Midoriya honestly would have preferred to loose his mind in isolation at this point.

The man had demanded Midoriya join him, saying he was destined to take over the business as his son. Hisashi had ranted on about how now that his son had a quirk and was actually a capable person, that he would make the perfect successor.

Midoriya was quick to deny, saying that he'd never join him coming to the conclusion that whatever buisness his father was running couldn't be anything could if he saw no problem kidnapping and treating his own son like this.

Of course that upset the villain and ever since Midoriya denied the man he suffered the consequnces.

He was still definitely getting drugged with some kind of quirk suppressant; he had tried to punch Hisashi with One for All but his quirk failed to appear.

Ever since Midoriya denied becoming a villain, he'd wake to Hisashi looming over him with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

Midoriya would be asked the same question and when he said no the man would hurt him. Eventually he'd randomly find himself fading away, back to the sleep he had been forced into in his isolation.

That had been his scheadule for the past few times he had woken.

The punishments from his father kept getting worse the more Midoriya refused him.

The first time had started with a few punches but soon the punishments got more creative and cruel.

In what Midoriya assumed was the past few days, he had been sliced open, punched, drowned, and burned. Midoriya was really starting to dislike his fathers fire breathing quirk.

After the third or forth visit a collar had been placed on Midoriyas neck. The collar was a shock collar that seemed to randomly go off.

A few times when Midoriya would wake up before Hisashi came in he'd pull out the journal and write another tangent of what was probably insane rambling.

He'd then be forced to stop when the shock collar would go off causing him to spasm in pain.

Soon after Hisashi would come in and force Midoriya to walk to the torture room using a cattle prod to make sure he obeyed.

It was a little humiliating to listen to his father and walk while being proded by the unfriendly stick like he really was an animal and not the mans flesh and blood. Within the first few times of being poked with the prod Midoriya grew almost numb to the pain and would keep walking, unlike the first few times when he would shrivel up on the floor in his shock.

- skip -

The cycle of things continued on again and again. The days started to pass and Midoriya started to not even remember what had happened the past time he'd been tortured.

Pain, walking, pain, write in the journal, pain, forget about everything, and more pain...

The days felt like they were never going to end at that point. Hisashi had given up on trying to recruit him by that point- Midoriya could hardly remember what the man still wanted from him, maybe just to make him suffer.

Everything just felt pointless at that point; Midoriya didn't even try to remember anything. It was a lot easier for him to spend his time in a blank mind.

He knew he was writing his thoughts down in the journal but he was never actually able to recall what he was writing.

Hisashi must have been getting annoyed with him though because he started to be tightly shakled to his bed and wear a blindfold and sometimes a muzzle that was also connected to the bed.

Midoriya had lost all hope of being saved- who was supposed to save him again? His friends, family, teachers- who were they again?

Thinking about anything wasn't worth it.

- skip -

Midoriya was startled out of his dissociative state of mind when he heard loud sounds coming from above him- it sounded like fighting.

Was Hisashi getting in a fight with someone, maybe one of his associates.

Midoriya listened quietly as the sounds got louder and louder until they seemed to be coming from the hallway in front of his door.

A banging sound reached his ears as the metal door shook.

Midoriya was't expecting the voice that came from the other side of the door.

"Problem child! You in there!?"

It was a voice that Midoriya would know anywhere, the voice that belonged to Aizawa-sensei.

Midoriya tried to shout back but all that came out through the muzzle was pain filled groans. He tugged on the chains around his wrists as he heard metal hitting metal outside the room.

It seemed that his teacher was trying to break the locks on the door.

Feeling a new motivation Midoriya pulled his journal out from under the bed and tugged harder at the chains trying to lunge himself to the door.

He managed to end up on the floor but became stuck in a very awkward position that strained the injuries all along his body.

Before Midoriya knew it the door was being swung open and his teacher was rushing in the room.

Midoriya could see the excact moment Aizawa laid eyes on him- the mans eyes widened slightly in shock. Slowing down Aizawa gently made his way over to Midoriya.

Midoriya tried to yank on the chains again in order to quickly reach the familiar face but was only met with pain.

"Kid-kid.. calm down. Let me get that stuff off you and help you out. Don't worry about the people that had you, they are being dealt with right now. I'll get you out of here."

While Midoriya didn't feel completly safe from the place yet he did finally have hope.

"H-h-h-h-er-e-e..." Midoriya mumbled out once the uncomfortable muzzle was gone, passing along the journal.

He wasn't sure why but he wanted to make sure the journal stayed safe in the hands of someone he trusted. Aizawa took the journal from him before swinging Midoriya onto his own shoulders.

Midoriya started to fade out in his exhaustion, with the thought that just maybe he was finally going to be safe once again.

A/N: Whelp, there's day 4 only a little bit late... hehehe. I hope you enjoyed it though! This will be continued in later prompts!

Thank You so much for reading! I hope you liked this! Thank you to everyone who read this and liked and/or commented on this. Till next time!