Izuku writhed in a cold chill as he passed through the portal, it was painfully familiar. It felt like cold water drizzled across his spine, he never got used to the sensation. Though, the purple mist was hardly his focus, rather the hand around his neck, cutting off any ability to breathe without even choking him.

Just being around who the hand belonged to had his lungs tight and uncooperative.

They passed through the portal after what seemed like forever but truthfully was more like two or three seconds. Izuku was thrown to the floor and kicked in the stomach to be moved further into the room.

Tears already stung his eyes and fell in even tracks along his cheeks, both from pain and the ever growing horror wrenching in his gut. Though, he was terrified of this fact. He wasn't supposed to show weakness. He didn't struggle or move, crying was already enough to burn him. In fact he was as limp as a doll. He would never make a peep or do anything he shouldn't around Tomuchan.

The consequences scared him to death.

Disgusting scratching of raw skin broke the air, red eyes glaring down on Izuku. "We finally got ya back, brat."

He took a step forward, Izuku flinching lightly but overall did nothing, staring blankly through blurry eyes.

"Wha's wrong with em?" Dabi grouched out, eyeing Izuku's emotionless state despite the tears.

"He knows his place." Tomuchan growled out vaguely. He took another step, Izuku visibly growing more panicked.

"aW HES SO CUTE! I just wanna cut him up and make him bleed~!" Toga hopped from one foot to another, squealing in delight with an inane look.

Tomuchan sent a daggered glare at her, hiss out hated laced words, "Shut up."

She did fall silent but her excitement wasn't dulled, still beaming with curiosity and a knife in hand.

Dabi turned to watching mutely, bright blue eyes taking in what was playing out in front of him with a strange look.

Almost one of pity.

Izuku trembled lightly, eyes darting around wildly for escape.

"Do you know why you're back, Izuku?" The name felt foul from those cracked lips and raspy voice. The small boy forced himself to jerk his head from side to side in small motions.

Tomuchan's face darkened at his response. "How can you not know?! You sent Sensei to jail!" His voice screeched out, hand out stretched and moving it fast.

Izuku let out a scream, choked off by a sob. His hands flew over his face for protection, an agonizing pain spreading onto his forearm with contact.

He felt dust crumple from it, spilling into his own lap.

"IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY!" Izuku screamed, ripping his throat raw. Tears pooled faster, face contorted into pure insufferable pain.

Tomuchan's hand moved away when an angry voice yelled out at him, though Izuku was too lost in the torture to catch the words. Blood dripped down, adding to the sting.

A weird lizard looking man came into Izuku's hazy vision, a worried look as his scaly face.

There were more people in the room? He didn't see.

He whimpered in pain, head light and bile rising up his throat. He tried not to make too much noise, scared of further pain.

He felt a hand gently pulling him away from screaming and yelling, he fell limp out of fear.

He couldn't see.

Soon he couldn't hear as his conscious faded.

He just barely murmured a small whimper.

"..T..todo-Chan..."