The five year old cinnamon roll is kidnapped and tortured for nearly ten years and given quirks till a certain Dadzawa saves the scared and ✨traumatised✨ Izuku. There is No m*net@ in this story
long chapters minimum 1 thousand words Each
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Nine-nines note: 'hey can you use your quirk on me' Liz's face dropped so fast.
Liz: " y-you know my quirk is poison, right?" Nine-nine Nodded his head slowly. Liz looked at him not with anger or surprise, but sympathy, sadness and understanding, tears streaming down her face.
Liz: "please put up with this just a little longer, I promise you'll be saved" nine-nine didn't believe her but nodded his head, she knew she'd lost some of his trust when she said that, but she didn't care, it was true she would get him saved.
~~~~three months later~~~~ (14 and a half)
~~~With Nine-nine~~~
Liz was walking nine-nine to the injection room when suddenly she started sliding around the halls, nine-nine looked at her, trying to run after her but being to weak, he just walked slightly faster. She then bumped into a wall, and pushed off it sliding around.
Liz: "nine-nine, look this is ice skating it's really fun!" She wished she'd said that quieter, because only minutes later did more rats come out. Seeing the commotion Liz acted Like she was having trouble, the rats realised it was a new quirk and one ran forward and jabbed him with a needle full of anaesthesia.
When he woke up there were more tests waiting for him, Liz apologised as much as she could for the incident.
18th Anti-Friction
~~~~six months later~~~~ (15)
~~~green bean pov~~~
I'm walking to the testing room with Liz 'I'll tell nezu to send heroes soon.' Huh, It sounded like Liz, I look at her but she's not talking, who was that? 'I need to help him,' Liz looked down at me her blue eyes warm and kind 'he doesn't deserve this' it is her, well her thoughts, WAIT, she said she'll get nezu to send...HEROES! Why heroes? aren't they bad? Wait I should tell her I have another quirk, but I don't have my book, plus we're there, all well, I'll tell her tomorrow.
19th Mind reader
~~~~2 hours later~~~~
~~~Liz's pov~~~
Location: a random street
I'm leaning against a wall in the alley, I look around the dark alley, no one good, I pull out my phone and look through my contacts, '****' no '****' no 'nezu' yes, I hit call *I'm a rat, I'm a rat, I'm a clever, clever rat.* (yes that's the ringtone)
Nezu: "hello Liz, got info on the fighting ring?"
Me: "yes...and no....." god this is awful, damn monsters!
Nezu: "what do you mean?"
Me: "well I got the info....but it's not a fighting ring" I know I'm gonna get caught, but it'll be worth it, for little nine-nine to be happy, smiling and laughing .
Nezu: "oh that's good, so it's just a normal building?"
Me: "no... it's a lab, they've been doing tests on kids, most of the kids are dead, but there's one left, you need to save him, get your best heroes to save him! Get him to stay with aizawa please" I here someone walking towards me.
Nezu: "what do You mean?"
Me: "nezu just 'save him'..." here they come, better act like I only just picked up the phone.
Me: "hi nezu!" Please save him.
Nezu: "what are you doing?"
Me: "listen I've infiltrated the organisation and-" *bang* oh well, let's just hope the heroes get here soon.
Me: "oh... guess I can't hel...."
~~~third pov~~~
Liz's body slid down the wall, blood trailing down behind it, the phone lands on the ground while a scientist walks up to the body
Nezu: "Liz! Liz! Damn it," Nezu knew what had happened, she was dead, he knew to act like he didn't know what was going on.
Nezu: "Liz is everything okay?" The scientist lifts the phone doing his
???: "yes, it's fine" the voice was close to Liz's but it was emptier and cold.
Nezu: "ok, so what were you saying about the organisation?"
???: "it's just a normal building... I'm actually quite happy to stay working here."
Nezu: "oh ok then have fun, Lizzy"
???: "I will" now nezu was sure it wasn't Liz, Liz was short for Elizabeth not Lizzy.
~~~with wolf form nine-nine~~~
'She's dead, no!' He had heard her thoughts, 'why would she waste her life on USELESS me' he was distraught, tears streaming down his furry face and for the first time in years he made a noise, a howl, a howl of pain and loss. The only person who cared about him had just died, and why? For him, why him?
3620 words woo i started writing this last Sunday
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