TW: torture, bodily harm

A scream rips through your throat as Dabi presses his hand into the side of your ribcage, right where the broken bones are.

"Are you going to be more cooperative now?" He asks.

"...Fuck you."

"Naughty words for a hero. Aren't you supposed to be all sunshine and rainbows? You should watch your mouth, Princess." The back of his hand connects with your cheek, and you feel your skin cut from the metal staples holding his skin together.

You grunt in pain, but bite your tongue. As Dabi steps closer, you glance down at your legs. I should have enough water left... I could freeze him... Just barely...!

"Try it. I dare you." Dabi holds a flame to your face, and you recoil from the heat. "You were just thinking about using the last of your water to freeze me, weren't you? I told you already, you need to work on your poker face."

"I beat two of your clones."

"They were only ever meant to distract you. You really don't think we just waltzed up to one of UA's toughest first years, a water user, next to a stream without a plan, do you?" He chuckles. "If that's the case, you're more naive than I thought."

You stare at Dabi as he begins to crouch down in front of you. "What the hell are you doing?"

He reaches forward and yanks your shoes and socks from your feet. "Making sure you don't try using your quirk again."

"What–" Intense pain fills your feet as blue flames lick your soles. You can hardly register yourself screaming through the pain.

"Now, are you going to be more cooperative?" He tosses your shoes across the room, and they bounce across the ground. "Or do I have to burn you again?"

"Fuck... You..." You groan in pain. "I'm not telling you anything." I can't let him know about Midoriya and All Might...!

"No? That wasn't enough?" He laughs. "How about this?" Dabi stands up and slams his boot down on to your toes on your left foot, and another scream tears through your throat as several break.

You gasp and pant in pain as your head falls forward. Fuck... Midoriya... Bakugou... Shoto... Someone...! Come rescue me...!

"Now," Dabi grabs your chin again, forcing you to look up. "Tell me, what secrets are hiding in that pretty little head of yours?"

"None of your fucking business, you fucking creep...!" You spit in his face.

Fire burns behind Dabi's eyes, and regret immediately washes over you as fear takes hold. He grabs the collar of your button up, and the last thing you see is his fist flying towards your face.

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"Wake up." Searing pain engulfs your dominant arm, and you open your eyes to Dabi gripping it. He had already burned away your sleeve. Flames wrap around his hand, and you squirm under the pain as your skin burns away.

"Fuck! Ow! Shit! Stop!! Stop!!!" You cry out in pain, begging for him to let go. "Please!!!!"

"I let you have a nice little nap, and now it's time we got serious." He says. The amused look in his eyes is gone, replaced by something much darker and more sinister. "Don't make this more difficult for yourself."

Tears roll down your face, and Dabi uses his thumbs to wipe them away. His thumbs burn to the touch, and you feel your under-eyes ache from the heat.

"Can't have you making any water, no matter how little, so be a good girl and don't cry." His voice is laced with malice. "Or I'll give you something to really cry about."

Pain courses through your body. It's all you can feel. Your face, head, hands, arms, chest, and feet all throb, and agony fills you.

"Why... Why are you doing all this...?" You pant. "Why...?"

"I have my reasons. You don't need to be concerned with them. Just tell me anything you know that may be useful to me, and the pain will all be over."

"What... You planning on calling Recovery Girl to come heal me or something?" You scoff. "I'd still be injured."

"You've got a smart mouth. You may not look like it, but you're pretty similar to that Bakugou kid, aren't you? It's a shame..."

Your eyes narrow at the mention of Bakugou's name. "What is...?"

"Nothing... Just that I was going to talk to the boss about letting you see him again if you were good. But after your stunt earlier... I'm not feeling so generous."

"What do you mean..." You remember what the villain you fought with Midoriya said. "No...! There's no way he'd let you capture him!!"

"Ah, but I caught you, didn't I? Though you practically fell into my arms..."

"I don't believe you. You're just trying to trick me."

"It's true." Dabi pulls a phone out of his pocket and swipes through it for a moment before turning it towards you.

In a chair, mirroring you, is an unconscious Bakugou. He looks unharmed aside from a few scratches. "Bakugou...! What the hell did you guys do to him?! What do you want from us?!"

"Oh, you've got it wrong. We wanted Bakugou, not you. You just happened to be an opportunity. A gift that fell right into my hands, and not to mention..." He sneers. "If your little friend decides he doesn't want to cooperate..." Dabi pulls back, and points his phone at you. The camera snaps and the flash blinds you momentarily. "I've got a bit of incentive for him to think rationally."

"He won't fall for your tricks." You say. The truth is, you know deep down that if Bakugou sees that photo, he'll rampage. I can't let him send that photo...! "Bakugou will never join you, and you're all way more stupid than you look if you really think he will, especially if he sees you've hurt me."

"Oh, would you look at that. You're on the news."

"What...?"

Dabi flips his phone over again, and sure enough, there's a live video of you being ushered by Aizawa through a crowd of reporters. "Looks like you're finally seeing a doctor."

"What... But... Who is that?" You stare at the video, and listen to the reporters.

"She's got an attitude, is it possible they wanted to recruit her because of it?"

"They're saying that's why Bakugou Katsuki was kidnapped!"

"Izumi Y/n, did they ask you to join them?!"

"If that's why they kidnapped Bakugou, they're even more stupid than they look...!"

Your eyes widen when you hear what you, or whoever it is with Aizawa, says.

"Huh, neat. That's almost exactly what you just said." Dabi turns the phone back to him. He watches it for a moment longer before grinning. "Wonder what would happen if I released that photo of you here right now? What do you think they'd do over at the hospital?"

"Just who the hell is that?!" You ask. "Aizawa won't fall for your stupid tricks."

"Oh, he's already figured it out I'm sure. Otherwise you would have been brought to the hospital with the others immediately. But instead... They waited until now."

"So it's nighttime..."

"What is it with you and repeating useless information?" Dabi sighs and shoves his phone in his pocket.

"I'm not starving, so either you gave me an IV, or it's only been a short period of time."

Dabi rolls his eyes. "I get it, you're a smart hero wannabe. I don't care. It's only been a day. You happy?"

You ignore his question, and try to think of a plan to get out, but without any idea as to where you are, it's difficult. I don't even know how far underground I am...

"Quit scheming." Dabi leans in close to you, placing one hand on your better shoulder and holding his other to the side of your face, coated in flames. "Or I really will give you a matching scar like that friend of yours, Shoto."

A cold shiver runs down your spine despite the heat threatening to burn your face.

"Now, let's try this all again."