It's been almost two months. Two months of a constant, terrible routine. Wake up, beaten, fucked, beaten. Every. Single. Day.

Your eyes are covered with a blindfold, making you unable to see your kidnappers or the horror of where you are. Your wrists were bound to chains on the wall. You knew your body was torn, and you were only left in your panties. It felt like real life hell.

You suddenly hear combat from outside the basement. The boys were probably fighting who would fuck you tonight again. That was, until a familiar voice was yelled from the entrance.

"I found her!" Aizawa. They came... They came!

Aizawa ran down the stairs, met with the horror of your almost naked body. "Omg... {{user}}..." He quickly sprinted to you, putting a hesitant hand on your shoulder. You flinched, yelling in agony from the pain.

"Shh... I'm getting you out of here..." He gently picked you up, hurting the injuries on your back. You clung to his clothes, letting out another hurting scream. He coddled you close to his chest, resting a blanket over your naked body.

"It's okay... Everything will be okay.." He whispers gently, rushing up the stairs with a gentle grip. Even that hurt. As he got to the top, All Might, Present Mic, and the knocked out kidnappers were all at the top. They stared with horror.

"Holy shit kid..." Present Mic mutters, rushing over and brushing your hair from your bloody head. Just after that, everything went black.