This animatic isn't Villain!Deku, but it's good and I can't find anything to fit this xD

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Stuffing my hands into my pockets, I shivered, my breath visible in the cold air.

As I walked, my mind raced with thoughts. What's going on with me? Why can't I seem to remember anything?

Tears began to pool in my eyes, rolling down my cheeks. "Can't I do anything right?" I whispered to myself.

Slumping down against a wall, I buried my face in my hands, when a sudden sense of dread washed over me.

With reddened eyes, I glanced up, scanning my area. "Is someone there?" I croaked.

The hair on the back of my neck stood up as I pushed myself up, stepping forwards.

I continued to search, but was unable to see anything. "Hello?"

My eyes widened as a pair of hands were suddenly cupped over my mouth, muffling my speech.

"Hey!" I attempted to shout.

"Don't worry, Midoriya," a raspy voice tickled my ear.

As I opened my mouth, I felt myself being thrust backwards, purple smoke filling my vision. The ground began to enlarge as I neared it, my head smacking against the wooden floors.

Groaning, I rubbed my head, allowing my eyes to wander around the unfamiliar area. My brows furrowed as I saw the scenery. A... bar?

I inhaled sharply as several people stepped from the shadows, each with a murderous intent in their eyes.

I squinted, attempting to remember any of the faces that were present. None of them, however, seemed to offer any significance. In my eyes, they were just blurry masses, their eyes piercing through my soul like daggers.

"Where am I?" I coughed, dust filling my lungs.

My head snapped to the right as a blue-haired man began to speak. He sat at the bar, turning around to reveal a grotesque, white hand attached to his face. Behind him was a man made of smoke, rubbing glasses with a cloth.

The hand-man lifted his mask slightly, revealing a chapped and wild grin. "Oh, c'mon Midoriya," he rasped, raising his arms to his sides. "Don't tell me you forgot us already..."
Rubbing the back of my neck, I stared at him awkwardly. "...Should I know you?"

The man looked taken aback. Dumbfounded.

He shot up from his seat, his veins visibly pulsing. "WHAT?!" he growled, picking my up by the collar of my shirt. I struggled against him, causing him to wrap his hands around my throat.

"I don't...," I wheezed, "K-know who... Who you are."

"Stop TOYING with me!" he spat, his red eyes fiery with rage. He began to shake me violently, strengthening his grip on my neck.

My vision became clouded as I connected eyes with the man, my eyes tearing up. "Please...," I choked, "I can't... Breathe..."

"Let him go, Tomura Shigaraki." a smooth voice spoke.

The enraged man, Shigaraki, glanced over at a screen, the words 'AUDIO ONLY' displayed on the static-filled screen. "But master...," he protested.

The man's voice became more stern. "Drop him."

Suddenly I fell to the ground, my lungs burning as they begged for air. I began swallowing air rapidly, my knees aching from the awkward fall.

"What... do you... want with me?" my voice cracked as I heaved.

Shigaraki huffed, erratically scratching his neck.

My eyes drifted to the TV screen as the voice spoke once again. "Please, Izuku Midoriya, tell me what you know. That is your name, correct?"

I hesitated for a moment, unable to remember. After a few moments, I nodded slowly, protectively blocking my throat.

"And... Do you have some form of memory loss? Or is there something else that's wrong?" he questioned.

Biting my lip, I looked down as I grasped the fabric of my pants. Tears began to fall from my eyes, staining the material.

He paused for a moment, likely watching me. "I see... What exactly do you remember? Do you have any idea why this is happening to you?"

I remained silent, panic rising within me. They just attempted to kill me. I shouldn't trust them... Right?

"I assume you see us as untrustworthy, now," he speculated, "I apologize for my apprentice's actions. He was thinking irrationally."

"Master!" the man opposed.

"Now, now, Tomura. I understand your agitation. However," the man addressed me, "I believe we should give this young man a shot. You were planning on something similar with another student... correct?"

He nodded as I glanced between him and the screen, confused.

"My name is All For One," the man introduced. "My colleagues and I run the organization known as the League of Villains."

My eyes widened as I stepped backwards, my knees shaking. "V-villains?" I croaked.

The man chuckled. "It seems as if you do remember something, after all. Tell me, boy," he said, amusement in his voice, "What do you know?"

I continued to tremble, gulping. Shaking my feelings off, I narrowed my eyes at him, voicing my opinion.

"I... I remember... That I want to be a hero someday!" I gazed up at the screen, and was met with silence. "And... Your League is nothing but a bunch of evil-doers who get a kick out of seeing innocent people hurt!"

"Unfortunate," the man said coldly, "Shigaraki, tie him up."

Shigaraki laughed, his hands curling as he ordered others to complete the task. My eyes widened as I was bound to a chair, rope rubbing against my skin. Gritting my teeth, I glanced down at my now pink-tinted skin.

I attempted to remain calm as I spoke. "What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Oh, don't worry, Midoriya. We have plans to let you free soon. But first...," he trailed off, chuckling.

Fingers brushed the back of my hair as my vision was blackened, a blindfold resting atop my ears. I struggled in my binds, but was only scratched further by the frizzy rope.

Exhaling heavily, I went kicked my feet as I was heaved upwards, my body bouncing as I was carried off to-what I assumed to be-another room.

"Let me go!" I shouted, but was only met by a snarl.

My body suddenly began sailing through the air, landing with a forceful thump on the ground. I winced as a cloud of dust rose around me, my lungs contracting with a cough.

A door slammed shut behind me, rivaling my loud groans as I turned on my side. My fingers met with the cold concrete, digging into the ground as I attempted to crawl away.

"Now, now, Midoriya," the smooth voice spoke, "Calm yourself. We'd just like to.... Assist you." His heels clacked against the concrete, signifying that he was in the room.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Assist me? By tying me up and leaving me to rot on the ground?!"

He chuckled, clearly amused. "My, you're being quite violent, aren't you? Not very heroic, my boy."

I blushed, then clenched my teeth. "Quiet! You're just a villain! You don't want anything but for pain and misery to be brought upon others."

"Really? I might say that we're quite alike, you and I. In fact, your past reveals that you might have some secrets you've been hiding away," the man's voice mocked, my name rolling off his tongue like poison. "Wouldn't you say, Izuku Midoriya?"

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Deku, smh, what secrets are you hiding?!?

Nah, jk, he's too much of a cinnamon roll for anything gruesome or evil. It's just All For One toying with his 'pawns' as he always does. 

hehe

Thanks for reading! <3