TW :: Mentions of rape, murder, threats, lots of language, attempted murder, blood and violence

Katsuki grunted, teeth gritting as he hit the floor. He was yanked back to his feet and promptly shoved into a chair.

"Fuck off!" He spat, kicking out at the two men binding him to the chair. "Fucking let me go! Don't any of you fucking dare go near Izuku! I'll kill you all!"

A fist curled in his hair and yanked back, snapping his head up. He sneered, glaring at the man holding him. "You are in no position to tell us what to do or threaten us," he muttered lowly, grin steadily creeping up on his face. "We'll do as we damn-well please-"

"Get out."

All eyes turned to the doorway where Shindo stood, arms folded and face stoic. He watched as the one let Katsuki go, both grumbling as they left the room. Before he passed, Shindo grabbed the arm of the man who had just grabbed Katsuki. "I swear to God, if you step foot in the room with Izuku, I'll rip off your shriveled dick and throw you in the Runner Cage..."

The man scowled deeply, but nodded, shrugging the shorter off and stalking down the hall.

Shindo hummed and closed the door behind himself. "Ahh, alone at last... Does your face ever change, or is it permanent?"

Katsuki didn't let up his glare, knuckles white in his grip on the arms of the chair. His scowl only deepened with the remark.

The ravenette shrugged and approached him, sitting in the chair across from him. "Were you a part of that group in Pennsylvania? The one by the University?" Katsuki stayed silent, but he had twitched, jaw clenching tighter.

Shindo hummed and nodded. "I don't remember seeing you when we ran into them... I do remember that one guy, though... Fuck, what was his name..?" He looked up, rubbing his hands together in thought. "Oh, damn. You'd know it. Let's see... Curly hair, big eyes, kinda buff... He had these funky freckles and a scar on his jaw."

Katsuki's eyes widened and his breath hitched. He sneered and jerked in the chair, struggling against the paracord and duct tape. "You son of a bitch! That was you!? You killed Hobe!?"

The ravenette laughed, rocking back in the chair. "God, he was such a peacemaker. He handed over the food y'all had just gathered, smiled, he set down his gun and had the others do the same. Too damn trusting. He should have seen the shot coming."

Katsuki yanked, heart racing in his chest and stomach churning. His nostrils flared, face red in rage. "I'll rip out your fucking throat, you sick bastard! He surrendered our supplies and you still killed him!? You sick fuck!" He spat, tape and cord digging painfully into his skin.

Shindo chuckled, folding his arms. "He's the idiot for trusting me. What kind of name is Hobe anyway?"

"It's his fucking nickname, bitch!"

"So how'd you end up traveling with Izuku? Did he become part of your group? I wouldn't think so, given the history between you two."

Katsuki was fuming, absolutely shaking with rage. Tears stung his eyes. If he wasn't bound, Shindo would be dead already. "I got separated from my group... Ran into him..."

"Together out of necessity and not by choice. That makes more sense. Still, that just raises another question- why are you traveling south with him instead of back up north? Why not return to your group?"

"Is this a fucking interrogation? None of your Goddamn business!"

Shindo sighed, leaning back in his chair and slouching. "If I knew you were in that group, I would have loved to go back with them and killed you then. I wouldn't be having to deal with you now. Your existence is just so unnecessary."

Katsuki twitched irritably. "You sound like a fucking child."

"Maybe because I'm finally getting what I want- you out of my fucking way." The ravenette smiled as he stood. He patted Katsuki's shoulder and turned, walking back to the door.

"It was a shame about your mom," Katsuki muttered, making Shindo freeze instantly. "I saw her two months after the shit-show started. She was a Screamer. Put her out of her misery myself."

Shindo grit his teeth, gaze hard as he looked back to Katsuki. "Shut up."

"Did you look for her? Is that why you cut through? That why you felt it was necessary to murder an innocent man? Because you couldn't find mommy?"

"Shut the fuck up, Bakugou."

Katsuki raised his chin. "I saw her before, too... Lots of times."

Shindo turned and stalked over, grasping the back of the chair he had sat in. "Shut up. You're lying."

"We lived in the same city. You were still up in Maine. How would you know I wasn't balls-deep in her every weekend?"

The ravenette sneered and threw the chair. Katsuki just smirked, unfazed by the outburst. "You're a liar!"

"Am I?" His tone was light and teasing now. How the tables have turned. "You saw the way she watched me during our high school games when she would come up and watch them... And she came more during our senior year... When I was quarterback."

Shindo breathed deeply, fingers curling into tight fists.

Katsuki leaned closer. "Bumped into her at a coffee shop beginning of my second semester freshman year. Gave her a ride back to her place and she thanked me by sucking on my cock like she was starving."

"You're fucking lying. You're saying this shit because I killed your friend!"

"Oh, no. He wasn't my friend. Just an innocent bystander that you killed because you wanted to. Well, guess what? Both our dirty secrets are coming out now."

Shindo grit his teeth, grabbing Katsuki's bound arms.

Katsuki hummed. "She called me every weekend... Inviting me over... She loved my cock. Practically a slave for it."

"I'll fucking kill you, Bakugou."

"Now that I think about it, it makes sense she became a Screamer when she got infected... She was always a screamer before."

"Shut up!" Shindo shoved away, nostrils flared as he breathed heavily, fists shaking. "You're fucking sick!"

Katsuki scowled. "Sick? Me? I'm the sick one? At least my first thought when I saw Izuku for the first time since the world ended wasn't to bring him back to my group, hold a gun to his fucking head and force him to choke on our filthy cocks."

His face fell as he stared down at Katsuki's challenging glare. "How did..? He's lying to you."

The blond scoffed, slouching. "Really? I don't believe that for a fucking second."

"Why would I do something like that!?"

"I don't know. You tell me why you did it."

Shindo backed closer to the door.

"Did the group think you were useless? Were you worried you were going to get kicked out..? Killed, maybe, if you didn't provide some sort of use? Was that was Izuku was to you? A ticket to climbing the ranks? A fucking toy to use and abuse? To dehumanize and torture for your own sick pleasure and the pleasure of the people around you?"

Shindo tightened his jaw, raising his chin. "You don't know anything."

Katsuki huffed, narrowing his eyes. "Really..? Tell me, then. Tell me why Izuku is terrified of touch. The slightest touch nearly had him taking my head off. Why is he waking in the middle of the night, screaming and crying, begging you to stop so loud that I have to hold him down and cover his mouth so he doesn't attract more sick? Why is it that he can't trust people when he used to be the most trusting, selfless person before the sickness?" Katsuki rolled his shoulders and leaned back. "Tell me, Shindo... Did you think he died... Or hope he had died..? There's a pretty damn big difference."

"What do you even fucking care? You hate him."

"I care because I'm stuck with him. I care because he was tortured and dehumanized for the pleasure of sick, disgusting, perverted bastards. I care because he fucking trusted you and you fucked him over - literally!"

"You made his life a living hell all through highschool!"

"Yeah, and!?" Katsuki sneered, knuckles white again, fists clenched tight. "I was an asshole. Still am an asshole. But I never betrayed his trust. Never tortured him, used him like a toy. I never dehumanized him, using him for my own personal pleasure. He's saved my ass a few times out here and he can't even look at you without shaking and crying in fear. At least he isn't scared of me." He puffed out his chest, chin raised.

Shindo stalked closer, rage growing on his face, only halting when shrieks caught his attention.

He looked over his shoulder to the door, then grinned and straightened his posture. "As much as I would enjoy killing you myself, I have a lot of sick to feed. Bring her in!" He stepped to the side, closer to the door.

Katsuki tensed, tugging on his bindings as the door opened. A Runner shoved into the room, shrieking and thrashing, struggling against the restraint on her neck that kept her from running off or attacking her handlers.

"Katsuki, meet the lovely Himiko Toga. I found her not too long after she was infected. She's one of my favorites." Shindo grinned, leaning against the door frame.

Himiko snapped her jaws, stretching one arm out to reach for Katsuki. Dried blond stained her skirt and sweater, blonde hair matted and tousled. She was missing a shoe and Katsuki could see the shredded flesh where she had been bitten. The wound was nearly healed, so it's been possibly a few weeks since she was infected. Still strong with life.

She snarled and yanked on her restraints as Shindo slipped passed her to get out the door.

"He'll make a good meal for ya, sweetheart," Shindo mused, flashing a smirk to Katsuki.

Katsuki just glared back, heart pounding dreadfully fast. He pulled on his restraints, rocking the chair, attempting to stand.

The two men handling Himiko released her, jumping back to slam the door shut.

She shrieked and bolted, not a second thought in her mind.

Katsuki cursed and twisted, throwing himself to the floor. She shouted as she dove on top of the chair, clawing and shrieking, starving for his flesh.

He grit his teeth and rocked back on top of her, pushing up onto his feet, however awkward that may be being bound to the chair.

Himiko scrabbled to her feet, eyes wild as she breathed heavily. Katsuki slammed back into the wall as she cried, rushing towards him again. He turned, blocking her. She crashed into the chair again, breaking off one of the legs and sending Katsuki to the floor. He gasped and fell limp, black flashing behind his eyes as his head slammed against the wood.

The Runner was unfazed, quickly crawling over, snarling and growling. He grit his teeth, rocking back and standing up again. She shrieked as he kicked her, then he slammed into the wall again. With the chair weak from the fighting, it splintered, falling apart into several pieces.

He yanked his arms forward, arms of the chair bound to his forearms and the back of the chair taped to his back. The rest of the chair fell pathetically to the ground.

Himiko shook herself as she stood, then she snarled and ran towards him again.

"Fuck off!" Katsuki shoved her back, narrowly missing her greedy hand. As she twisted, he lunging forward, raising his arm. He snapped down, the splintered end of the arm of the chair piercing into her neck. She wailed, clawing at the devastating wound, thick, crimson blood gushing and waterfalling down her back and front of her sweater.

With a battle cry, he ran forward, slamming her into the window. She shrieked and thrashed as she fell out, crumpling to the ground as she hit it.

With the time he gave himself, Katsuki struggled with the cord on his arms, having to take his shirt off to get rid of the duct tape and the back of the chair. He leapt out the window, Himiko gurgling on her own blood and trying to push herself back up.

She's too weak to chase him. Killing her would only slow him down as he had no weapon.

He grit his teeth and ran from the house, on the hunt for Izuku and their things. He checked houses, he checked vehicles, halting after a few minutes to stare at the metal and wooden wall in front of him. He blinked slowly, panting heavily as he looked the makeshift wall up and down.

"He's fucking missing!"

"Shit-" Katsuki hissed and dove behind a truck as several people rushed back.

"What? How!?"

"I don't fucking know- but if Kai or Shindo find out, we're fucked-"

"What's going on?"

"Shindo!"

"What can't Kai or I find out?"

"Uhm... It looks like... Izuku escaped..."

Katsuki held his breath, swallowing hard.

"He what!? How!? Who was supposed to be watching him!?"

"Chrono was there-"

"Mother fucker!"

Katsuki licked his lips and started slinking to the other side and kept low as he jogged behind the next two houses. He peered over fences, peeking in through windows until-

"Katsuki!"

He snapped his head up, twisting on his heel so fast he almost fell.

Izuku waved him over from across a small field, holding his knapsack and duffle bag.

Oh, thank God.

Katsuki glanced both directions and darted across the little field to get to him.

"How'd you get out!?" He hissed under his breath to Izuku as he was handed the duffle.

"How did you?" He raised a brow, looking to Katsuki's bare chest.

"With my charm and good looks, obviously." He shouldered the bag and they made their way along the wall.

"I found a way out while looking for you, and I had an idea."

"Good idea or bad idea?"

"Definitely a bad idea," Izuku muttered, pressing his back against the wall and gesturing to Katsuki to do the same.

Katsuki watched at two girls walked out of the entrance, frowning as he heard the growls, moans and cries of the infected.

Once they were in the clear, Izuku jogged inside. Katsuki glanced back where they had come from, people shouting, flashlights waving in the dark. He turned and followed Izuku.

The greenette winced as he got too close to a cage an a Runner slammed into the bars, snarling and reaching desperately for them. Katsuki sped up to get right behind him, gently urging him faster.

Izuku then pointed. "That will release most of the latches. Come on."

"We're letting these things out?"

"It'll distract them and keep them off our tail, Katsuki."

"Okay, and we're still inside the walls."

Izuku sighed, pointing to a nearby latter. Katsuki shrugged and began to climb it, Izuku right behind. He crawled across the top of the cage, stretching to reach the latch.

"Hey!"

Both blond and greenette snapped their heads up, three people standing in the entrance they just walked through. Izuku grit his teeth and yanked, latch popping open.

Runners shrieked and scrambled through the doors, the three people shouting and bolting away. The Runners gave chase. Izuku hurried across the cages, opening the latches until all the infected were released.

He panted, standing beside Katsuki.

"Now what?"

"Now," Izuku peered over the edge of the wall. "We make a break for it."

Scaling down the wall was no easy feat, especially with their heavy bags. Once down, though, running was easy.

Gun shots blasted behind them within the walls, tires screeching, people screaming, infected crying in hunger.

Izuku and Katsuki just ran, dashing through the trees. Direction didn't matter, as long as it was away from the other group and not towards a herd of infected.

They broke through the trees, into another section of suburb that hadn't been walled off. They ran down the street, panting heavily, tired and sore, burnt out, hearts racing so loud and hard that they didn't hear the Runner.

It chased on all fours slamming into a car in its haste. Izuku skidded, shouting at Katsuki to stop as he turned to run from the infected.

"Fuck-!" Katsuki slipped as he screeched to a halt, eyes widening and breath catching as the Runner launched off the car and tackled Izuku to the asphalt.

Izuku yelped as he was slammed to the ground, teeth snapping eagerly above him as he held the sick off. "Katsuki- Katsuki, run!"

"Mother fucker!" Instead, he dropped the duffle and opened, grabbing the first weapon he saw - a pistol. He whipped it out, loaded, safety off and-

Izuku screamed, teeth sinking deep into his arm as he held it up to block his face. The Runner snarled, gurgling as blood gushed into its mouth and down Izuku's arm.

"Shoot it! Fucking shoot, Katsuki!"

Katsuki yelled - though he's not quite sure what he yelled. He pulled the trigger once, twice, three times. First clipped the shoulder, second and third into the head.

It collapsed beside Izuku, Katsuki running to his side. "Inside, we need to get you inside!"

Izuku bit his lip, cradling his arm as they left the duffle behind, rushing to get Izuku into one of the houses. Katsuki kicked open the door, rushing Izuku to the sofa.

"I need my fucking machete!"

"Katsuki-"

"We need to cut it off before it spreads and-"

"Katsuki, stop-"

"I'll need to cauterize and infection control- shit! Something to keep it clean! Need to wrap- fuck, my belt to cut off blood flow-"

"Katsuki, look at me!"

"What!?" The panicked blond snapped his head up, finally meeting teary green eyes.

"I'll be fine!"

"Are you fucking crazy!? You've been bit! You're going to be an infected!" Katsuki shouted, yanking off his belt and quickly grabbed Izuku's bleeding arm.

"No I won't!" Izuku protested, wincing as the belt was tightened around his bicep.

"Yes you will, you fucking idiot!"

"Katsuki!"

"What!?"

"I've been bitten before!"

He halted. Everything halted. He panted heavily, looking into Izuku's eyes.

"Fucking what!?"

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3045 words

Longer than I wanted it to be, but a lot happened, huh?

First, guesses at who Hobe is/was?(OC, so not someone from the show. Just who he was to Katsuki and/or the group.)

Second, Katsuki playing the whole 'I fucked your mom' card and Shindo losing his shit.

Third, Izuku's been bitten... And apparently not for the first time.

Next chapter will be a long one, too.