Midoriya's POV

I can't remember much, just a lot of searing pain. The drugs they inserted into my system left me barely aware of my surroundings.

I felt frozen, like I was lost in a wintry storm, cold, dark, and alone. 

My body was in pain, aches and sores covered me from head to toe. My head was splitting into two, but somehow, I felt relaxed.

Maybe it's because my hazy memories have shown a glimpse of what happened and I know I am safe, but if I am safe, why is it cold?

Is it just me? Is it a sign my body is shutting down? Have I gone too far?

That can't be it. Kacchan and Kiri wouldn't let that happen. Right?

They were there, after all, weren't they?

I remember seeing them. Kacchan was injured, his arm got cut and Kiri. Did he get blasted into a wall?

Aizawa, Present Mic, and All Might were there too. They also fought.

They were fighting for me.

No ones ever...

"Why isn't he awake yet?!" 

That voice. Is that-

"Katsuki, He just went through something horrible, he needs time." I recognize that one too.

"He's just-I-"

He sounds so broken. I don't think I've ever heard Kacchan sound like that. It is because of me? This is all my fault!

I'm so sorry! I should've told all of you the truth sooner! I should've trusted you to be there for me, but I didn't because I thought I could handle it on my own.

Now look at me, nothing but the darkness and your saddened voices reaching my senses. My body unable to move, eyes refusing to flutter open.

Just let me tell them I'm sorry, please! That's all I ask! You can do whatever you want to me afterwards. Just let me apologize.

The pain in my body intensified and I groaned. My throat was scratchy and my voice sounded off.

"Izuku?" Kiri's voice cracked slightly, I could only imagine the tears coming down his face, and to think, it's all my fault.

I tried to open my eyes once again. Wanting to look at the two people who have tried everything they could to help me in these last coming months. They burned as the light touched them and I closed them quickly, my head pounding.

"Please. Open your eyes." Kacchan stammered.

Slowly, I opened my eyes, ignoring the searing pain. 

I just need to see them.

Kirishima stood right beside me, Kacchan next to him. He smiled brightly at me when he saw me looking, but I noticed the tears in his eyes and his splotchy skin. Kacchan looked similar, minus the dazzling smile Kirishima always wears. He just frowned, but I saw the relief in his eyes.

"You're awake!" Kirishima said, more tears beginning to fall.

"I-" I tried to speak, but I just ended up coughing instead. Kacchan quickly grabbed a cup of water from off of one of the tables and brought it to my lips. He put his hand behind my neck and lifted my head up gently, so I wouldn't choke or spill.

I gulped down the cup quickly, letting the water soothe my aching throat.

"Drink it slowly, don't rush yourself." Kacchan whispered.

I didn't listen and before I knew it, all of the water was gone. Kacchan laid my head back down on the pillow, using his thumb to wipe off the trickle of water that fell down my chin. I hadn't even realized it was there and if I wasn't so exhausted, I would've turned red at the gesture.

I took this opportunity to glance around the room. I was in the hospital, that much was clear. I was connected to a few different devices, an IV in my wrist, and a nasal cannula over my nose.

Aizawa and Present Mic stood at the end of the bed, eyes directed on me. All Might sat in one if the chairs, not too far from me. Recovery girl sat in a chair, some papers in her hands. They were placed on her lap, putting her full attention on me.

"G-Guys." I choked out.

Kiri came closer to me quickly, placing his warm hand on my cheek. "Oh Izu, you're so cold." He stuttered. When he said that, a chill came over me and my teeth chattered slightly, proving his statement.

"He's lost a lot of blood. It'll be a few days before his body temperature rises back to normal." Recovery girl said, now standing up. "How are you feeling?" She asked.

"Like I've b-been tortured." I remarked.

She cracked a small smile. "Yes, I'd be concerned if you didn't." She went towards a table on the right side of the room and grabbed a small cup that contained some pills. She also grabbed another cup of water before coming over to me. She came on the side that was opposite of Kirishima and Kacchan, holding out the two cups for me. "Here you go. This should help. When you've recovered more strength, I'll do some more healing on you."

I tried sitting up, but I cried out in pain and fell back.

"Hold on." Kirishima grabbed me quickly. "We've got you." Kacchan and Kirishima helped me sit up, propping me up in a more comfortable position.

With their help, I quickly took the pills, downing the rest of the water and laying back against my pillows, my head resting against them and my body limp, exhaustion taking me over.

"Izuku, I know this is early and you should be focusing on your recovery, but we need to know what happened." Aizawa said after waiting for me to get settled.

I bit my lip and looked away from his gaze. A hand grabbed my own and squeezed it gently, when focusing on it, I saw it was Kirishima, giving me a smile of encouragement.

"W-When I got h-home, my father was waiting for me, but so was S-Shigaraki and that Nomu. Before I had a chance to take in what was h-happening, they put h-handcuffs on me that stopped me from using my q-quirk. They said they were going to k-kill me, to use me as their guinea pig for the new N-Nomu they created." I started.

"That explains why we never saw anyone enter or exit in the first place, they were already there before we arrived. Why did they want to use the Nomu on you if you couldn't fight back though?" Aizawa asked, while I was trying to remember more about what happened.

"M-My father has been working with the LOV for a long time now. For years All For One and my dad would u-use me to test out people's new quirks that he gave them. They said it was because of my tough e-endurance, the amount I can withstand without just immediately turning around and d-dying. They wanted to see how long it would take to k-kill me, slowly and painfully. Shigaraki said that I had gotten in the way too many times and this was what I d-deserved for all of my meddling." I told them, my voice cracking and tears now falling down my cheeks.

Kirishima hugged me lightly and I turned to place my head in the crook of his neck. Kacchan placed his hand on my thigh and rubbed circles with his thumb. I just sobbed, thinking back to all of the awful things they did.

"What did they do to you?" Kacchan asked quietly, but everyone in the room heard him.

I hiccuped a few times before lifting my head back up to look at the group. "I don't r-remember everything. They kept me pretty drugged up so that I wouldn't f-fight against it. I mostly was just hit over and over again. The Nomu had these w-weird talons that would cut into my skin, seeping some sort of pain i-increasing venom, or something. I'm not too sure. I would black out every time it used them. Other t-times, while they were making adjustments to the Nomu, my father would take it's place and w-would use his quirk on me. I remember feeling like my whole body was on f-fire, like he was trying to burn all of my flesh off of me. He's never b-burned me so badly." I cried.

"I'm going to kill that bastard." Kacchan said, venom lacing his tone.

"I-I don't understand why he hates me so much! I've always done everything I could to make him proud of me! I-I don't-" I started hyperventilating, the tears streaming down my face much faster now.

"No, Izu, don't say that. You have done everything right! He just doesn't care about how amazing you truly are!" Kiri tried to console me, he held me tighter, careful of my wounds.

I gripped onto him tightly, never wanting him to let go.

"With how you are describing things, I am surprised you came out of there alive. How is it that his condition isn't more severe than what it is now?" All Might said.

"That's probably because of what we found in his blood work. He had some pretty heavy steroids running through his veins, on top of the other narcotics. It probably was just enough to keep his body going, despite the large quantity of blood loss." Recovery Girl explained to the group.

"S-Steroids? Is that gonna h-hurt me?" I asked her, just now learning of what they used on me.

"Nothing serious, some soreness at the injection site, some worsening insomnia for at least the next few nights, and an increased appetite, but nothing that would cause too much worry and nothing that won't blow over after a little while." She told me with a small, reassuring smile. I felt at least a small weight lift off my shoulders.

"What about e-everything else? I-Injury wise?" I asked. I know I just got out of a traumatic situation, but I also don't want to fall behind in any of my classes, especially my hero training.

Became victim of the LOV and my own father. Some hero I'm turning out to be.

"Well, after surgery and one trip with my quirk, so far you have just your arm broken, a dislocated shoulder, still some nasty bruising and burns, also a concussion. You originally had a brain bleed, the surgeons fixed that for you and then I healed the area you had stitches and a couple of other things. I'll focus on your arm and concussion next once you've regained your strength." Recovery Girl explained to me.

Wow, just how bad was I? She makes it sound like I had received a lot more injuries. Although, with how badly I was messed up, I wouldn't be surprised. I can't believe I let them do that to me. I should've played that whole situation a lot smarter. If I had done that, then everyone in this room wouldn't be worried sick about me and I wouldn't even be in the hospital in the first place.

"You're mumbling." Kacchan called.

I froze, my face turning red at being caught doing my natural habit.

He sighed, shaking his head with a small smile. "When will he be able to leave?" Kacchan asked Recovery Girl.

I'm glad that it seems like he couldn't understand what I was saying, I was probably talking way too fast for them to really make out the words falling past my lips.

"If all goes well, then in the next few days. He needs some strength back before I can do a second round of treatment, afterwards he should be good to go. He'll just be on bed rest for a little while longer after that." She said, glancing at Aizawa to make sure he was listening, which he was.

"Izuku, you said your father would use you to allow others to test their quirks on you, what did you mean?"

I looked at my sleep deprived home room teacher, thinking on his question for a moment.

"Since m-mom passed, strange people have always come to the house. I didn't know who t-they were or why they were there. When I asked dad, he said they were clients that I would be helping out with. At first I-I didn't realize what was happening. My father would i-inject something into me when I wouldn't be looking, n-next thing I knew, I would wake up in immense p-pain, bruises, broken bones, other things. Eventually, I pieced things t-together and realized he lets other people beat me up. It wasn't until I got home for Spring break that I r-realized what it was for. He t-told me it was so All For One could allow his new followers to t-try out their new quirks, a test run, i-if you will."

He put his hand to his chin in thought, letting what I said sink in. "Why didn't you tell anyone? Why weren't you just honest with us?" He asked next.

I bit my lip hard again and whimpered, this time drawing so blood. Kirishima and Kacchan stayed beside me, Kacchan's hand still on my thigh and Kirishima's holding my hand. They stayed silent, obviously wanting to know the answer to this question.

"Well I-" I stopped, thinking about how I wanted to explain, how I wanted it to sound like I wasn't being reckless. "He's my father, I-I thought I d-deserved it, being born quirkless and all. I thought I could handle it on my own and d-deal with it myself because he wasn't causing any trouble. He was just h-hurting me, that was it, n-nothing else. Nothing serious, until I found out he was working for the L-League and that's when I knew that it wasn't just me that was going to g-get hurt. It was other people, i-innocent people."

"Is that why you called Kat and I?" Kirishima asked.

I nodded my head. "I knew he was g-going to kill me, but I also knew they were going to use the Nomu to hurt people and I c-couldn't let that happen. When the drugs began to w-wear off and they were focused on something else, I got to my c-cell phone that was in the living room and called you. I was hoping you could hear and u-understand me, but they noticed I was gone before I asked and so I t-tossed my phone across the room." I explained to the group.

Everyone had serious expressions on their faces, really just soaking in what had happened. I don't think any of us would've thought it'd come to this. It happened so quickly, so quietly that no one suspected a thing. Not even me.

My father really is a villain.

And now with everyone knowing, what do I do next?