Feeling like a freak on a leash (you wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release (so do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free, is free.
Freak on a Leash – Korn
Izuku is tired, annoyed, and angry. Once again, he steps into the "Testing Grounds"; all they are testing is a way to end his life. Again they are here to kill him, every day they are here to kill him, every day, every fucking day.
Why? Why? He thinks. Why is it like this? Midnight protested and did all she could to stop this, but it continued. Is it out of love or lust that she does these things? Does he love her? He isn't sure; he likes and cares about her, but it is not like Himi. Himi is the air in his lungs.
This ends, he thinks as he steps out. Do you want a monster? Let me show you what a Monster does.
Izuku closes his eyes, a few words under his breath, accessing the Path of Blood, increasing his physical attributes further than ever before, Celerity ready. Protean he smiles as claws grow.
The buzzer sounds, and Auspex engages; he sees their auras, their murderous intent, and he can hear their thoughts; they are excited, a new weapon, a blade. Endeavor distracts while Aizawa comes in for the kill, heart strike, and immediate attempt to ash his body. The Beast inside growls, the cage rattles with Izuku's anger, and they call him a monster. Nezu is off campus; they are not supposed to do this today. Recovery Girl has been distracted, and Midnight has been as well. Vlad tried to talk them out of it, but he seemed to soften on Izuku. Snipe agrees and is watching; he has a particular bullet that might work, a crow's nest.
Snipe hesitates; he doesn't like this, feels wrong, and can't do it.
Izuku takes off without a sound; the Beast reaches through its cage, and Izuku opens just a bit. Endeavor and Aizawa feel it, but it's too late. He appears between them, and his punch to Aizawa breaks ribs as the man goes flying; Endeavor calls up his flames, thinking they will force Izuku back. Fire is painful, especially to those like Izuku, but not today. Izuku punched through the fire, holding back his yell of pain, as Endeavor went through the wall.
The fire here can't even respond; Izuku is on him, with Celerity and supernatural speed; at the rate Izuku is moving, he is about five times as fast as Endeavor. Punch to the face, knee to the gut, claws rake across the shoulder. This isn't Endeavor's first time encountering this speed, but the Vampire wasn't this strong the last time. The punch broke his jaw; the knee did some internal damage. Fire, Endeavor needs to push him back. Fire engulfs the bottom of the building; he hears the Izuku yell. Then the flames are parted, pushed away from Izuku; Endeavor can see the boy is hurt; he is burned, but his eyes are. They are red, Izuku growls as he renegades; Endeavor screams as the boy's claws go through his other shoulder, and the other buries itself in his gut, then the monster sinks his fangs in, not the neck but the shoulder. He doesn't drink. He rips out flesh and muscle. Endeavor screams.
Fire again; this time, Izuku is pushed back. Endeavor's arms are hanging limply at his side, useless, unable to protect him; he is staring at death. Endeavor desperately calls upon his quirk, but he isn't fast enough. Izuku begins to tear the flesh from his body; the last strike is buried into the hero's chest near the heart.
"Goodbye," Izuku growls as Endeavor's world goes dark. The hero falls to the ground; it has been 15 seconds.
Aizawa struggles to stand; out of the hole in the building, the monster steps out. Aizawa draws the blade, and it ignites in flame; Izuku growls. Aizawa sees Endeavor on the ground; he can't tell if he is alive or dead. Izuku's face was burnt, his skin charred, but he blurred, and Aizwa swung. His blade misses, the overhand attack clatters against the ground, and Izuku is standing off to the side of the attack. The monster's arms come down and shatter Aizawa's arm; the blade begins to fall before the monster grabs it and drives it into Aizaw's thigh. He tries to scream, but Izuku grabs him by the mouth, the monster's claws sliding effortlessly into his jaw.
Snipe fires, and the bullet impacts Izuku grunts in pain: incendiary round, explosive tip. Izuku stumbles but doesn't lose his grip; he calls upon the blood as it races to repair the damage. He drives Aizawa to the ground and turns to face his other attacker. Snipe fires again, but this time, Izuku dodges. Snipe falls, his body wrapped by an invisible force, Movement of the Mind; Izuku slams the hero until he stops moving. He turns back to Aizawa.
"WHY CAN'T I LIVE!" Izuku screams. "WHY? GOD DAMN IT!" he grabs Aizawa, but the hair and yanks him up, and the hero cries out in pain. "I JUST WANTED TO LIVE; I JUST WANTED TO BE A HERO. BUT I WAS BORN QUIRKLESS, RIDICULED, LOOKED DOWN ON, TORMENTED MY ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE. USED AS A TEST DUMMY FOR AN ASSHOLE WITH AN EXPLOSION QUIRK, TOLD TO KILL ME, TOLD TO JUMP. LORD OF BLOOD WANTED TO DIE, MY DAD, WHO THE FUCK KNOWS, MY MOTHER? I DROVE HER TO THE BRINK. I TRIED TO LISTEN. I TRIED TO FUCKING DIE!"
Aizawa tries to talk but can't move his mouth; the tendons have been cut, and nonsense spills out. Izuku slaps him. "I DIDN'T KILL YOUR FUCKING FAMILY, I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. ALL YOU WANT IS ME DEAD; YOU WANT A MONSTER, I CAN BE THAT FUCKING MONSTER. LET ME LIVE. I WANT TO LIVE. I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS; I DIDN'T COVET THIS OR BEG FOR IT. HE BROKE ME AND MADE ME INTO THIS, KILLED ME, AND BROUGHT ME BACK; I WAS AT HIS BECK AND CALL. RAPED, BROKEN AND USED. NOW ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS KILL ME WHEN I AM JUST TRYING TO LIVE FOR ONCE." Tears ran down Izuku's face. "I DON'T WANT TO BE A MONSTER; YOU ARE MAKING TO BE ONE BECAUSE I AM GOING TO FUCKING LIVE; I DON'T CARE IF I HAVE TO END YOUR LIFE HERE AND NOW, BUT I AM GOING TO LIVE. I AM TIRED OF PEOPLE TRYING TO KILL ME OR TELLING ME TO DIE JUST FOR LIVING."
He pulled Aizawa up to his face. "This is over!" Izuku seethed. "I will not do this again. The next time, you don't get to wake up; the cage gets opened next time, and the beast gets to run free. The monster that you fear will be unleashed. I am trying to be good; I am trying to live. Either you get with the program, or you get to be with your family once and for all. You call me a monster, but I am not the one who is trying to bring in another kid to see if they can kill me. You call me a monster. Better look in the fucking mirror." Izuku let the hero fall to the floor. "You all get to live today. Because I am not the monster, you believe I am." He said over his shoulder as he walked away.
The guards rush the room, along with Recovery Girl. "They are over that way but need your attention," Izuku mutters. The guards yell for him to be restrained, but Recovery Girls stops them.
"Let him go," she says.
-Outside-
He was almost home when she attacked Rumi. Her kick sent him flying back, crashing into the forest; he tumbled, barely managing to get to his knees when she was on him again. "LUNAR FALL"
He got his arms up to block; the force of the attack created a crater around him. She quickly dropped a powerful sidekick, cracking ribs and sending Izuku onto his side. She went to press her advantage when suddenly she was grabbed by her ears and tossed aside. Izuku uses the brief reprieve to flood his body with blood, increasing his physical capabilities again. She got to her feet and charged; he met her attack mid-air. They crashed to the ground, scrambling to their feet; a flurry of kicks and punches drove him back. The thrust kick sent him through a tree; she chased, only for the same tree to be used as a bat to send her crashing through the forest. She spat out some blood as she got to her feet; instinct kicked in as she whirled around and speared her in the gut with his shoulder. In a tangle of limbs, they grabbled; with her powerful legs, she pushed him up; quickly, she shifted and yanked him back into a triangle choke. She squeezed for all she could.
Then he bit her thigh, and his fangs sank deep; as he began to drink, her grip slipped as a moan shuddered past her lips. He let her fall back as he freed himself. She tried to shake off the kiss, but she wobbled. She looked at him, her blood painting his lips, staining his chin. She growled; it was primitive; her instinct was to scream at her to run, screaming at her to flee. He growled back, his eyes red as blood, and his tongue ran across his lips. "So sweet," he growled.
With a roar, she attacked; he slipped past the first strikes and hit back. He was nowhere near as skilled as her, but he was faster. His claws sprang forth; she grimaced as he racked her across the stomach, her costume tearing. Her kick collided violently with his shoulder; she tried to follow up with another kick; he caught her foot and spun, slamming her down into the ground. She managed to roll onto her back as he came down with a punch that would have broken something had it connected. As he grappled, it happened again. Her arm was yanked by an unseen force to the side, and this time, when he went for the neck, he bit down. Her eyes went wide as it washed over her. He felt her legs wrap around him, but they held him there; his hands went to his hair. He braced for her to yank him away; instead, she moaned. Her hands tangled into his hair as her hips bucked against him. He pulled away from her neck, quickly closing the wound as he did; he was able to rise some to look down at her.
Rumi looked up at him; she could feel it in her core; her body ached for him and wanted to fucked by him. His blood once again painted his lips; she rose and captured them. He was surprised when she kissed him; he could feel her hunger and need, her hips bucking against him in an almost desperate plea. He let her hands free, and she reached down frantically, trying to remove his pants; when she managed to free him, the look in her eyes was almost desperate as she yanked the fabric of her suit to the side, exposing her drenched pussy to him. Izuku didn't hesitate to drive his cock into her hungry sex.
Rumi screamed in pleasure as he pierced deep into her. So much warmer than anything she had dreamed of, she raised her hips frantically, wanting him to fuck her. "Devour Me, Master, Please," she called out. His strength still pumped up, he began fuck her, driving into her with reckless abandon, their flesh colliding in a romantic meeting of moans and screams in pleasure. When he turned her over and entered her behind, she screamed again as another orgasm rocked her body. His total weight was on top of her fucking her into the ground; when his hand found its way around her throat, pulling him back, she came again. He growled in her ear; she took his hand and pushed it tighter to her throat, holding it there; as darkness started to creep in, she removed her, and so did he. She began to orgasm again, one, two, three. One right after another, her eyes rolled back in her head as she almost passed out.
"Breed me, master, breed your little bunny whore," she begged. When he finally came, he pushed as deep as he could go. Rumi screamed out in pleasure, begging for his cum. "Fuck me, master," she begged, pushing her ass against him, squeezing her pussy to milk him back to life. "Fuck me and breed me, I am yours," she whimpered. "I am yours…" As she felt him harden again inside her. "Yes, Yes. More I want your cum," she mewled.
He pulled her into a reverse cowgirl position with her; she began to ride him, begging for his seed the entire time; when he started to meet her frantic thrusts, she came again. She rocked her hips, leaned back, and pulled his head to her neck; as he bit down, she lost herself in a haze of pleasure from the kiss and his cock. She came again and again till it all just blurred; when he released inside of her, she just collapsed. She couldn't move, and when she felt him withdraw from her, she let out a cry, but then he came up to her face; she took his cock in her mouth, moaned, and began to suck him off as her hand went between her legs. "Use me, master," she moaned around his cock.
When he hilted himself in her mouth, she almost came. He held her head as he fucked her mouth; he looked down at her as she stared up at him, her eyes watering as she gagged on his cock. She whimpered when he pulled it out, trying to pull him back in. "Master," she whimpered. He continued to fuck her mouth. She kept fingering herself, stopping just before orgasm, till she felt him begin to twitch. When the first splash hit her throat, they came. She swallowed everything she could as he softened her mouth and pulled out; she looked up at him through lidded eyes. "Thank you, master," she whispered as she fell unconscious.
Everything was a blur as she felt him lift her, and then she felt him bathing her; her eyes opened listlessly, and she felt the gentle caress of the sponge and water, and then she was in a bed, wrapped in his scent. She drifted off to sleep.
-Nezu-
Nezu was in a foul mood as he had received a message from Recovery Girl about the events that had transpired. Snipe was already up, but now Endeavor and Aizawa were receiving treatment in the medical wing. They weren't supposed to be training him, and they had gone behind his back, and things had gone very wrong. He logged into the security feeds and found Izuku sitting outside his cottage with blood packs all around him. The boy looked like hell, but Nezu watched as he saw more and more wounds heal. He instantly sent an order for more blood to be sent over.
Once he returned to campus, he made a beeline for the cottage, wanting to get Izuku's statement and see if things had reached a point of no return. He calmed himself as he stepped into the clearing; he saw the guards who had delivered the blood walking away. The captain stopped looking like he was about to talk, but Nezu dismissed him, telling the man to wait outside his office.
He saw Izuku still sitting in the same spot, draining blood bags as he gazed into the forest.
"They weren't supposed to take you into training like that anymore," Nezu said.
"Well, you see how well they listened to that," Izuku responded. Nezu watched as the blackened and burned skin healed back to perfection as Izuku drained another blood bag. "I am tired," Izuku said. "I am tired of being called a monster for just trying to live. All my life, someone had been telling me to die or pushing me to kill myself. Why do I have to die so they feel better? Why can't I live?" Izuku's voice cracked some at the end. "Until I became what I am, I never did anything to anyone. But I knew I couldn't turn myself over to them; they wanted me dead. I tried to run, but they chased me down. Himiko is the first person I spent time around who didn't want me dead."
"Yet she betrayed you?" Nezu said, walking up.
"She did it to survive; we had no other options. I understand that; I forgive that. But when I came to them, what did they do? Cut off my head," Izuku responded. "When did it become okay to blame the victim?"
"It isn't Izuku," Nezu said, sitting beside the boy. "I understand what it is like to be seen as a monster and person second. I was not welcomed with open arms and had to fight for my place. I understand what it is like. I brought you here for the incredible potential you have for the future. This cage is not ideal, but the thought of it disgusts me. We have to show them the person you are and not the thing they assume you to be."
"I will kill them next time," Izuku responded. "I told them I would uncage the beast and let it devour them."
"There won't be a next time," Nezu said. "The door will be changed to a regular door, no more guards, no more confinement to your cottage; you can roam and do as you wish. The gates close at 10 pm, so I ask that you be back on the grounds by then and that you do not hunt others for blood. I will see to a weekly allowance for you; you are aware of the requirements for the entrance exam; you will have to attend classes, and I will provide some training options if you wish."
"Freedom of a sort?" Izuku said, finally turning and looking at Nezu for the first time.
"Yes, my boy, exactly that, Freedom with responsibilities, with requirements, but Freedom to spend your evenings and weekends how you see fit, to meet others who know nothing about your past or your state of being," Nezu said, meeting his gaze. "I believe you when you say that you want to live, that you do not wish to be the monster some paint you as. With your marvelous abilities, you can be a great hero, a huge asset to the community, and others like you who may be in the shadows because they don't think they can come out." Nezu reached out and touched the boy's arm. "Do you still want to be a hero, Izuku?"
"I do," he looked away and up to the sky. "I just wanted to help people; I still do."
"That is good," Nezu said. "Come see me tomorrow after your classes so we can get some more things squared away. Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"My mother," Izuku said. "I want to see her at least, maybe try to help her. Our relationship is complicated, but even when I knew I was going to die, I wanted to see her one last time."
"This meeting may not go as you plan," Nezu replied, looking to the sky as well.
"I have no expectations," Izuku said as he got to his feet; Nezu did the same.
"Then we will discuss things more tomorrow," Nezu said as they left.
-Rumi-
She bolted awake; she wasn't in her home, she wasn't in her clothes. Then she smelt him, and she froze for a second; as the memories came flooding back, her body began to heat up, and a familiar ache began to take hold. When the door opened, and she saw him, she didn't know whether to attack or tear off her bottoms and begged to be fucked again. She had never felt this way.
"I can make you forget me," he said. "It might work, but we will see each other again. Please don't attack me in my house, then I am going to have to explain what you were doing in here."
"Can you read my mind?" she said, glaring at him.
"I can," he said, staying in the doorway. "I wasn't sure how you would react when you woke up, so I felt it would be better to be prepared."
"I don't know what I want," she said, but she could feel that desire to be bred by him; she blushed. "I want you; it's instinctual ever since you first bit me. Like a moth to a fire."
"I won't force you into anything," he replied. "I know what that is like."
"Would you come here and kiss me then?" she asked.
He crossed the room and sat next to her on the edge of the bed; she leaned in and closed her eyes as he kissed her softly; her body immediately was ablaze in lust. She pulled back quickly. "Fuck," she muttered. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck." He raised an eyebrow at her. "How would this even work?" she muttered. "I know I am not the only one, but that doesn't even matter."
"You come to see me, and we spend time together; we have sex whether we want to or not," he responded.
She bit her lip as she looked at him; she had sex with Midnight that day in showers; it had been good but nothing like in the forest. She never even had conventional sex before; most men didn't do anything for her. And the ones that did it never presented itself. "Would you…can we do it again…without the violence?" she asked.
He smiled and pulled the covers back; he climbed on top of her, their lips met, and she just felt this sweet surrender wash over her. When he pulled back, the look in his eyes made the woman and rabbit parts of her shudder as he stipped off her shirt and teased her nipples, going down her chest and stomach. Once her pants were gone, he dived between her thick, strong legs, licking and teasing her drenched pussy to bring her to orgasm. Her legs clenched around his head as she screamed in pleasure; when she released her grip and climbed back up, capturing her lips once again, she moaned at tasting herself as he gently slipped inside her. Her eyes widened as he began to thrust slowly; her legs wrapped themselves around his waist.
"Don't stop," she moaned, holding him tight. As the pace quickened, his moans drove her higher and higher till she was calling his name, begging for his seed. She felt like she was about to explode; she screamed when it came, then again when he released inside of her. She looked at him; she could feel her heart pounding; her desire for him was undefinable. "Again, harder," she said.
He smiled as she felt him get hard, "I can do that."
"Fucking show me," she growled. Her cries of pleasure lasted long into the night.
Life's gotta always be messing with me (you wanna see the light)
Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain? (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain, in vain
Freak on a Leash – Korn