Chapter 2 *flashback*

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  My eyes open to the feeling of a cold hand on my arm. I squint from the bright lights of the room i'm in. When my eyes adjust i open my eyes to see the familiar cell i've spent most of my life in. i can feel the scratchy, worn fabric from my  bed under me. I can see  the white walls of the room all around me. As i start to focus on the figures looming above me i start see the man with to many hands (tomura bw) and the purple fog guy (kurogiri btw) ... i never quite got the chance to ask their names, i'm just one of their prisoners after all. 

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" hey you're awake" the hands guy says I look into his hand and see a few syringes full of strange liquid

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" hey you're awake" the hands guy says I look into his hand and see a few syringes full of strange liquid. " i'm just going to try a few more tests, it'll only hurt a bit okay, (F/n). Jus-"

"Quit babying her, just get it over with" the fog guy interrupts"

"It never hurts to be a little nice"

"Of course not, but she's not a child anymore and we're kind of villains, kindness isn't really our thing...besides she's what, 16 now right? It's just embarrassing to watch. Plus, we have other plans tonight so why not just get it over with."

"JESUS, how many TIMES do i have to tell you- if we let her die or don't take care of her, boss will kill us! "

"I just think we're wasting our time, why not just kill her and have boss just find someone else to keep captive- besides we don't even know why she's so important, her quirk isn't anything special and her DNA isn't compatible for Nomus"

"Look- i don't care about her either, but if boss is so serious about keeping her here, there must be a reason."

"I know, but with all the time we've spent on her, dontcha think it's wasting our time."

I see the a sliver of the hand guys mouth twist into a scowl. As his glowing red eyes drift toward me i see him raising his hand to plunge the syringe into me. I subconsciously struggle in my restraints as it comes closer to me.

"Just stop struggling okay, it's just going to make it hurt more." he whispers as he grins "...Well in that case, struggle as much as you can"

"So much for being a "little nice"

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