The tokoyamiverse 2

quirk camps

Requested by Dyed_rye (Warning- this chapter is really dark so read on your own accord) 

There were many memories that tokoyami would never forget

How they changed his life

And changed his perspective on it

Men in masks barged into his house one normal night

His parents struggling and shouting as the men pulled them out of his home

Himself being pulled by his feathers and discarding the toy he was playing with

quickly being thrown into a car with no windows

chains and metal everywhere

He remembered his mother holding him close as they were taken away

The journey was long

They refused to feed them

Threatening him so to shut up

But eventually, they came to a stop

The family was thrown out of the car and Tokoyami landed hard on a Sandy hot surface

But before he could compose himself, he was dragged back to his feet and to a big area where fences were long

people inside were miserable

And the guards laughed cruelly

Tokoyami begged for them to let go

To let him go home

But he was simply punched in the face, telling him to zip it and get a move on

"We found more" he remembered a voice call out

The men watched him and his family arrive, grimaces that made him feel uncomfortable and making his skin crawl

He wanted his parents

But they have pulled apart and separated

"Too young and small, put him with group 17," a man said

He heard his parents kick and scream as he was dragged to "group 17"

Bruises on his arms were already beginning to form from where they dug their hands in

There he was taken to a dark room

A man in a scientist coat grinned as he entered

"Well, now I can cross this off the bingo chart" he laughed

He was brought to a metal chair and strapped down,

He tried wriggling but he was kicked and punched in the stomach

After that, he didn't try to talk or move

He didn't want to hurt anymore,

blood was already dripping down his beak

The scientist looking man held his neck up with a small tool in hand

(Is this the dentist?) (is this just to make me brush my teeth more?) (I'll brush my teeth, I'll do, please just make it stop, please) Tokoyami thought in fear,

But the instrument never made it to his teeth

Instead, it dug and cut into his necks skin

Tokoyami screamed in agony

It hurt

It was torture

He had never felt so much pain in all his life