It was a week before the Sports Festival.

I had been coming back with some groceries when I saw Yaoyorozu talking with some of the heroes as they walked towards the direction of the bar.

Sh*t. That must have been how Kacchan found us. Yaoyorozu made some sort of tracker.

I turned into an alleyway and contacted Kurogiri. "I need transport, now. Yaoyorozu contacted heroes and are coming your way."

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"How the hell did she find out?" Shigaraki asked Kacchan.

"You stupid villains always miss the important details." Kacchan said, grinning. "She threw a tracker in here. I forced her to give me the receiver so I could save him." He nodded his head at me with a snarl plastered on his face. "Guess that was a mistake."

"Doesn't matter." I untied my tie and took my shirt off, turning to Shigaraki. "It's time for the plan."

Kurogiri looked up from behind the bar. "What-"

Shigaraki ran at me and punched me in the face, almost knocking me over, but I stood my ground. Shigaraki grinned as I gestured for him to come again.

"Shigaraki, stop this at once!" Kurogiri said, coming around the bar.

"This is the plan. They find Deku here beat up and almost dead while we flee to the second base." Shigaraki said, punching me again.

"WHAT THE HELL!?" Kacchan exclaimed, fighting against the chains that held him in place. "DON'T YOU F*CKING TOUCH HIM!"

"Aw, that's cute." I said, wiping a trail of blood from my mouth. "But, alas, there is nothing you can do to stop it."

Once the wounds looked convincing, I went to the dart board and pulled out a knife. I stroked it with my finger before smiling at Kacchan. Fear painted his eyes a shiny red as he pleaded with me not to do it.

"Sorry, Kacchan, but you can't stop the League of Villains."

The downstairs door got smashed as I stabbed myself, yelling in pain as Shigaraki shouted at Kurogiri. "Kurogiri, get us out of here!"

I threw the knife on the dart board and ripped my gloves off as Kurogiri opened a warp gate. Shigaraki grabbed Kacchan around his throat. I slid down the wall, getting into character as Kurogiri, Shigaraki, and Kacchan disappeared.

The bar door is opened hastily and heroes pour into the room. Kurogiri's warp gate disappears as All Might curses.

"All Might…" I whispered, clutching my stab wound. He turned to me as I started blacking out.

Double sh*t. I put the knife in too deep. I glanced at my hand. There was way more blood than I had intended. Oh, god.

"Help me…" I whispered, genuinely scared. The world faded to black as I whispered one last thing.

"...Toshi."

—

I woke up and sat up quickly before wincing in

pain. My hand shot to my side where I had stabbed myself.

"I wouldn't sit up too quickly."

I looked over and saw Recovery Girl sitting at her computer. "That wound was quite deep. I almost couldn't bring you back."

"'Bring me back'?" I repeated. "I…died?"

Recovery Girl turned to me before nodding. "Let me get All Might in here. He's been pacing the halls since I brought you back." Recovery Girl hopped off the chair and opened the door, causing All Might to rush in immediately. Hero form, of course. When she closed the door, he changed back. "Young Midoriya! How are you feeling?"

"Like total sh*t."

"Yeah, I hear you." He sighed. "When you said you were going to be just like me, I was hoping you wouldn't lose your stomach like I did."

I laughed before wincing again. "Yeah, I wasn't exactly planning on it."

All Might looked at me. "My name."

"What?"

"You said my first name. A nickname, neverthe- less."

I double-taked. I couldn't remember much from before I passed out. Had it really been that much?

"What?" All Might said.

I looked up. "Oh, sorry. I must've said that out loud. I…didn't even realize I had said your name."

"Yeah, it was a lot of blood."

I looked down. "What…what happened? When I passed out."

"Young Midoriya, you didn't pass out." All Might

looked at the wall, almost as if recounting the events. "When we got there, Kurogiri had already gotten Shigaraki and young Bakugou out of there. I thought they had taken you as well, but then you said my hero name. You were bloody and bruised. I rushed over to you, grabbing your hand to try and keep you with us." He swallowed. "You called me 'Toshi' before your body went limp."

I wiped a tear away from my cheek as I looked at him. "What happened next?" I whispered.

"We brought you here to avoid the public. Recovery Girl was barely able to bring you back."
"How long ago was this?"

"About two weeks ago."

Sh*t. That's two weeks since Shigaraki and Kurogiri fled with Kacchan. I need to contact them as soon as possible.

"Is Kacchan okay?"

All Might sighed. "We weren't able to get him back. The two disappeared before Miss Yaoyorozu could throw another tracker in. We've lost them."

I pretended to be upset, covering my smile with my hand. "Can I have a moment alone? Please?"

"Of course, Midoriya." Recovery Girl shooed All Might out before leaving herself. I grabbed my phone off the end table and opened up Shigaraki's number, calling him.

"Deku. I was beginning to think you'd forgotten about us."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you not see the pool of blood before you left?"

"Where are you?"

"Sorry, Shigi, I was kind of busy dying to talk to you."

There was silence for a good while until I heard Kurogiri's voice. "Deku, are you okay now?"

"Yeah. Recovery Girl resurrected me, so I guess I ain't leaving anytime soon." Aizawa opened the door. "Sorry, mom. I'll have to call you back later."

"Mom?" Shigaraki and Kurogiri asked, but I hung up. Aizawa sighed and sat down, resting his face in his hands.

"I thought I had lost three students when Bakugou left." He said.

"What? Who else got captured?"

Izuku Midoriya wasn't there when Mineta got killed. If I had simply nodded, suspicion would've been thrown at me.

"Mineta. Shigaraki got his hand on him and…" I covered my mouth again. "Anyway, I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay."

"Oh, well…" I thought for a moment. "My entire body hurts and I just found out that I…died, so…"

"Yeah, not exactly the greatest news to get." He looked up at me. I noticed a scar underneath his right eye that hadn't been there before. Possibly from Nomu. "Listen, there's something else."

"Oh. What is it?"

"Based on the wounds across your body, it's clear they tortured you for something." I gulped. Weakness number four. Gullible. "What did they ask?"

I sighed. "They, um, wanted to know about my classmates. Their strengths and weaknesses. They claimed to have been watching me for a while and wanted to know everything."

"How much did you tell them?"

I looked at him. This was a moment where I could say as much as I wanted about what I told Shigaraki and it wouldn't matter. To him, it looks as though I was tortured for the information. He didn't know the truth and never will.

"If I didn't tell them something, they'd beat me until I spoke again. I told them everything I had observed, including things about…about you."

Aizawa seemed surprised about this, but shook it off. "What about Bakugou? Did they torture him?"

I shook my head. "No. They said he was too stubborn to torture. He begged, though." I shuddered to make it seem like I was thinking about Kacchan.

In reality, I couldn't wait to go back to Shigaraki and Kurogiri.