a/n: this chapter contains slight intense violence and gore. please read with caution!
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You felt like you couldn't breathe. Something was clinging to your cramped body. Keeping you curled into a tight ball. Your fingernails dug their way into the material that rested around your body and suffocated you.
Tearing through the plastic material, in came fresh air. You pulled at the material more, eventually tearing the trash bag off of you.
You opened your eyes and sucked in a breath. You looked around. It was dark, and smelly. You were in a dumpster.
Your head hurt like hell. Your limbs felt weak, you were barely able to move them. Everything hurt, and you were extremely sore. You reached a hand around to feel the back of your head where you'd felt the bullet leave your skull.
There was a small bump, which meant you'd been in the bag for roughly 12 hours, maybe more.
You crawled silently, pushing the lid of the dumpster up, revealing a dark alleyway.
You slowly and painfully made your way out and over the side of the dumpster, landing onto the wet asphalt down below. You looked around and took in your surroundings.
Nothing was familiar. You had no idea where you were. There were signs, but it still wouldn't give you a clue as to where you were in relation to where you last stayed, or the old hideout.
You slowly began your walk down the alleyway, hoping you'd find someone who could help you.
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Tomura lead the league above the rooftops. He'd narrowed his search down to a building on the more industrial side of Japan. The basement and the structure was almost identical to ones he had seen before in large industrial facilities and coincidentally, science labs.
Large scale science labs that tended to use a lot of resources, or just house large scientific structures or tools were kept a ways away from the city. It was a start for the league.
He'd arranged for Spinner to take to the ground, searching around for you. Spinner hadn't had much luck, or so he thought.
Tomura had narrowed down a few more buildings, avoiding ones that were close to somewhat populated areas, Fury most likely wanted a large industrial building, secluded away from the public so that it wasn't super suspicious, but still surrounded by normal citizens.
And thus he'd chosen his building.
The league infiltrated and began taking down numerous guards and security personnel.
Tomura lead the way, making his way down into the underground part of the building.
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Spinner locked eyes on a shadow in the alley. He ducked into it quickly, avoiding suspicion if it was just another person.
He carefully walked down, aware that he was also a wanted criminal.
Your body hurt. But you could see another person. They'd turned down the alleyway. Hope filled your body as you struggled to stand up fully.
"H-Hello?" You called out. The person stopped before they picked up their pace and rushed over to you.
"Sp-Spinner." You said softly as you fell into the arms of the lizard-man. Spinner held you in his arms cautiously. You looked terrible, in the nicest way possible.
Your hair was knotted and dirty, your clothes were covered in grime, blood, and god knows what else. And not to mention the smell that you had. It wasn't body odor, but assuming you'd been tossed in that nearby trashcan, Spinner was just glad to see you were alive.
"Wh-where's-"
"They're taking care of Fury. We need to get you back to the base." Spinner cut you off. It was probably for the better that you didn't try talking.
Your body was sore. You imagined those guys beat you senseless afterward just to really make sure you were dead.
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Tomura kicked down the large door, sending it flying into the room. As the dust cleared, Fury raised his head up from his desk.
"You actually came. I'm impressed." Fury chuckled, standing and straightening out his suit.
"You're so hungry for power it's disgusting." Tomura spat, eyeing the man as he got closer.
"Why'd you choose her? What's so special about my little girl?" Fury questioned, circling Tomura.
"You know, as her father, I've got to say, I don't think I approve of you. You're not too kind, and you're nothing but a petty criminal. Not to mention you're extremely childish-"
"Enough!" Tomura yelled, charging for Fury. Fury dodged and went to hit Tomura, but Tomura managed to get out of the way.
But Fury threw another hit, landing it on Tomura. Tomura groaned, standing back up.
"You seem to think your daughter's so special, yet you don't know how capable she is." Tomura glared at the man threw the open fingers covering his face from Father.
"What did you just say, scum?" Fury's anger boiled up inside of him.
"You haven't got a clue what she's capable of. You just used her for your pathetic plan to build an army. It's been done before. You're old news. They'll forget about you in an instant." Tomura laughed, knowing he was right.
Sure, Fury caused some mild panic in the cities he was in, but eventually, he'd build his supposed army and fade out. It wasn't anything dozens of heroes hadn't already seen. They were all familiar with villains who wanted to build strong armies.
They'd take this guy out in no time.
But Tomura was going to be the one to do it.
"You are one to talk about ceasing to exist-"
"Shut the fuck up." Tomura groaned in annoyance. He lunged for Fury, his hand touching his arm, his quirk taking effect.
Fury's arm began to turn grey and chip away, decaying. It spread throughout his body Fury's eyes widening.
"Now!" Fury yelled.
Dozens of men jumped out from the shadows, shooting at Tomura.
Tomura got hit a few times before collapsing to the floor.
"Damnit. This is going to take extra time to heal." Tomura hissed.
"Tomura!" Toga smiled.
"Finally you're here. Take care of those idiots." Tomura ordered, sending the rest of the league after the remaining men.
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Bodies littered the floor as the league left. Blood covered the walls and floor. Dabi helped Tomura walk until a warp gate appeared.
The league left and returned to their new base.
Secluded and run down like always, this new house was somewhat nice. Owners must've died and no one seemed to care about the property. Hidden amongst the mountains and edge of the city, it was a bit rural but nice.
Tomura limped through the warp gate, his eyes widening at the sight before him.
Laying in Spinner's arms, was you.
Beaten and bruised, a small smile on your lips.
"She's gonna be alright." Spinner said to Tomura.
"Let's tend to everyone's wounds." Kurogiri looked around, a reassuring and relieving aura filled the small home.
Thank god she's alright.
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