You were a hero, and you were assigned to infiltrate the league of villains. And you did it successfully, even more so than Hawks. You got all of the league to trust you, it took a good year. You had to do multiple murders, kidnappings and more, but hey, we don’t need to talk about that! You gained the whole leagues trust, even Dabis. You were both the same age. He had told you his motives for being a villain as well and who he actually was,. You honestly had an understanding for him, you had a crappy upbringing as well. What you didn’t know is that he loved you, he wasn’t very aware of it himself. He didn’t understand what it meant to love someone, or to be loved. All that he knew is that he wanted you.

He had recently learned you were a traitor while you were trying to stop Hawks from killing Twice and you both got into a huge argument about it. You saw Dabi, and you realized you and Hawks had both been caught. After the paranormal liberation war you weren’t sure what the league was going to do to you and Hawks for being traitors. You were both of course taken of the case of infiltrating the league, but it was far from over. Dabi decided Hawks would get pay back later in the upcoming war, but you were different. You were kidnapped only after about a week since the paranormal liberation war. When you woke up you were lying on an old mattress in what looked to be Dabis room. You recognized it from the nights you had stayed here. It was different this time though. Your hands and ankles were chained together for starters. Dabi was casually laying by you. He had a plate of food, it looked a lot better than any food they had ever had before. Which wasn’t a surprise, becoming the paranormal liberation gave them an increase in finances. You could also tell since the room and bed were higher quality than usual. He grabbed a piece of the freshly made sushi and brought it up to your lips. He looked amused. When you didn’t immediately open your mouth to eat he spoke. “Are you worried it’s poisoned? Trust me, if I wanted you dead you’d be long gone by now.” He said, letting out a laugh. He wanted to take care of you, have you have a dependency on him. There was another thing he had learned about you. During the week after the paranormal war he stalked you and found out you had gotten pregnant, and were trying to get rid of the kid. You were about ten weeks into the pregnancy. There was a visible bulge in your stomach now, and you looked more tired. He had overheard you talking about it with a close friend of yours, and about how you didn’t even know who the father was. He honestly didn’t care what you did with the baby, but he thought it’d be fun to make you panic a bit by letting you know he knew. “We can’t let the baby starve either, can we?”