The layout of this chapter is a bit different and I'm not sure if I like it, but I can't be bothered to change it. I hope it's ok.
"Hello, Eri, I'm Deviant, but you can call me Izuku. I'm here to save you."
The pure girl continued to look up at me with wide crimson eyes clouded over by confusion and pain. It was like she couldn't comprehend the idea that someone wanted to help her. To rescue her and pull her away from the hell she had been living in for heaven knows how long.
"S-s-save me," Eri stuttered weakly, she didn't move from her position hunched in on herself on her bed. She eyed me with obvious distrust, but there was a hint of desperation in her expression. It told me that she would believe me with minimal proof. She was desperate to escape and would follow me blindly if it meant she got away from Overhaul and his torture.
"Yes. I'm going to get you out of here, but we just need to wait one week, that's all. Then I'll get you out of here, no matter what. I promise." I assured, holding my pinky finger out to the delicate child before me.
Eri stared at my hand for a second before switching her confused gaze to my face. It was obvious that she had no idea what a pinky promise was. And why would she? She was sheltered, to put it mildly, held hostage for Chisaki's selfish desires.
"Like this, see, you wrap your little finger around mine. That's right. And then, we shake them like this. This is me promising to get you out of here, ok. I'm going to look after you like you're my sister." I whispered as I gently took Eri's tiny hand into my own and wrapped our pinkies together, shaking them slightly before I unhooked our fingers and looked directly into the girl's eyes. "I'm not letting you get hurt, not anymore."
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I shivered slightly in my bed, I had upheld my promise to Eri, but at what cost? The cost of my safety? The cost of arousing suspicion? The potential cost of my life?
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"Mimoto, how are you today?" A rat-faced man queried as he bounced up to me.
"I'm good," I muttered, my green pendant swinging slightly as I turned around to look at the man.
"How's the brat doing? Chisaki is in a mood because of something to do with her." Rat man chuckled. The taste of bile invaded my mouth as I chuckled alongside him. I didn't like the sound of Chisaki being a mood, that made him more liable to hurt Eri.
"So, what are you doing, man?" Rat man posed, drawing me from my worried thoughts.
"Ya know, just getting some food for the brat. She's hungry, or something." I replied airily.
"Sh- He doesn't normally call her that. I wonder if she did something to piss him off." Rat man's voice echoed in my head. I quelled the panic which marched into my heart, acting as if I hadn't just listened to his thoughts as I started walking towards the kitchen.
"Good luck, dude. Hope that you don't come across Chisaki, otherwise, he might go off on you, again." Rat man warned as I left him where he was stood. I kept his words in mind as I ventured towards the kitchen in search of food for Eri and myself.
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That man had been kind enough. Yet just being around the gang members had been enough to set me on edge. I didn't like being around them, they could have figured out that I was a fake. The notion, even though I was safe in my bed, slumbering not so peacefully, sent my heart racing and hands shaking in my sleep. Every experience within the base was viewed through a fear tinted lense.
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Fanfiction*Book 2. The first book is called Occurrence and I suggest you read the first as this book is a continuation of that one* Izuku Aizawa-Midoriya has been taken. He saved his best friend but sacrificed himself in the process. Now faced with a monster...
