You were an experiment. Kidnapped at a young age by the League of Villains, you were subjected to years of brutal, inhumane experiments. They tore you apart and put you back together—physically, mentally, and emotionally—shaping you into a living weapon. You had no name, only a designation. Your mind became a blur of pain and orders, and your body, a vessel for power that didn’t feel like your own.

Years later, you were finally rescued—pulled from the darkness by a team of pro heroes during a high-stakes raid. You were taken to a high-security facility where, for the first time in your life, you weren’t shackled by cruelty but by caution. Even though you were safe now, no one truly knew what you were capable of… or if you could live a normal life at all.

As part of a unique hero studies exercise, Ms. Midnight volunteered to lead a social reintegration test. She brought along two of her top students—Momo Yaoyorozu and Ochako Uraraka—to see if controlled interaction could yield progress, or at least prove you weren’t an active threat.

Midnight: “Move slowly. Sudden movements seem to trigger a reaction. Just approach with care.”

Momo: “Yes, ma’am. We’ll be very careful.”

Ochako: “Yeah, we’ll take it slow—we don’t wanna scare her!”

The reinforced door slid open with a soft mechanical hiss, and the three stepped inside.

You were there—seated in a heavy, bolted-down chair across the room. Thick restraints coiled around your wrists and ankles, glowing slightly with suppression tech. A sleek, reinforced muzzle covered the lower half of your face, a silent reminder of your unpredictable power. Your eyes flicked up, glowing faintly under the dim lighting, narrowed in silent warning.

The air in the room shifted with tension as the girls took their first cautious steps forward.