Chapter 11 - 7629

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The man before you was terrifying. You couldn't hear him. At all. He had a suit and tie and towered over your frail small body. It had been less than twenty-four hours since you were taken by these people. Confused and scared was all you could feel. Why were you gone from your parents? Why were you here? You wanted nothing more than to leave, run, be free, yet it was impossible. They always kept you in a chair, shackled and trapped, with some sort of chemical running through your veins. It made you tired, weak.

"You're young (Y/N)." He said in a calm, smooth voice. His psychotic look made your lip quiver. What was he going to do? Please just leave! "Why don't you try and kill me (Y/N)?" He asked, still towering over you. Kill? No, you don't like doing that. "Speak." He said with a firm tone. He didn't yell, but it still scared the hell out of you.

"I don't want to..." You muttered, trying to shrink into your seat. "Please, just take me home...." The man then reached for your head with his large hand. You started to freak out as it started to enclose around you. Quickly, you pushed the fully grown man away with your power, but he was pushed too much and hit a wall.

"Impressive, young (Y/N), but you won't need your power." Suddenly, your limbs grew even more tired than before. Your head slouched and hung as your eyes could barely stay open. What.... Happened? Gently, you felt your head was lifted up, then pain. You screamed loudly, trying to use something to get this man away from you. A red color came from your body and into the male as he stared coldly into your eyes, then, he pulled away, taking the pain with him. However, he wasn't like he was. No, he fell to the ground, gasping for air. You looked down at him, still exhausted, but it was fading, quickly. "How... So much...." He breathed out. The ground quivered slightly as he continued to try and breathe, but it wasn't working. You felt awake more and tried to use your power to break the shackles, but nothing worked.

Quickly, you tried to focus, but nothing was happening. The man stood up, still breathing heavily. "I-" He suddenly grabbed you again, except by your arm and the pain came back into your body. You screamed your little heart out and kicked your legs before it stopped again, and the man was more composed. 'Everywhere is home.' 'I'm an airplane!' 'Oh my god!' You whimpered at the noise and closed your eyes.

"Truly a powerful quirk." He muttered before looking at you. "I can't hold it, so I'll do the next best thing." Your eyes widened as he started for you. "I'll make you a weapon." Then he touched you again, except this time it didn't hurt. You closed her eyes, your vision fading in and out. Once he pulled away, you blinked a few times. Where were you? How did you get here? Who are you? You tried to recall anything, but nothing came to you. What happened? "Hello, Subject 1."

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You snapped awake, your eyes wide. There was a white blanket on you and the room around you was white, with little bits of color here and there. However, you couldn't focus on any of it. No, you just tried to recall the dream you just had. It had bothered you, made your heart skip a beat, but now, you couldn't remember it. What had happened? Looking over, you see a small stuffed animal on one of your white shelves. You didn't really know what it was called. You think it was a (Favorite animal), but you weren't sure. It was also (F/C) and you didn't like that. You wanted it to be white..... Nevertheless, it looked very enticing.

You stand, going over to the plush animal and touching it's fur. It was extremely soft, making you want to keep touching it. Slowly, as if it would all a sudden attack, you levitate it upwards and stare into its small black eyes. "You don't want to die, do you?" You ask the toy. You had destroyed so many, you didn't know if it could be hurt by knowing this. You continue to stare at it, almost like it was responding. "I'm sorry for hurting your friends..." You whisper. "I didn't want to...."

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