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Izuku isn’t sure how he got in this situation.
See, it all started when he, Kacchan, and the neighborhood kids had been camping in the nearby forest while there parents drank together and chatted.
He and Kacchan had been working on there relationship after an incident. Kacchan didn’t bully him anymore, but they weren’t best friends like how they were before Izuku was diagnosed quirkless, mostly just indifferent with each other.
Izuku had wandered off to catch fireflies and explore in the dark while the other kids told stories or played.
He hadn’t know how far he had wandered when he heard voices and ducked into a bush. He peaked over it with his green hair helping hide his face.
There was a plane or helicopter or something in the middle of the clearing and several people shrouded in the darkness carrying boxes onto the plane thing.
He had been confused. Why were people in some random woods? What were they doing? Why didn't they have any lights on? There no way they can see.
And Izuku being a curious and stupid ten year old, walked into the clearing to see and maybe ask what they were doing.
He had called out, asking what they were doing, and they all froze.
Izuku pulled out a flashlight and shown it towards them, only to freeze and jump back with a definitely not human face looked back. Izuku slowly pointed the light at all of them, and none of them had normal faces, they all had heavily mutated faces that Izuku had thought was from there quirks, but looked back, was very suspicious.
Before Izuku could do anything, one of them punched him in the back of his head and he went down, not unconscious but very bruised. He felt a prick in his arm and it all went black.
He had woke up in a cell, and later learned that the people he had encountered were actually aliens, and he had been kidnapped by them.
Then for the next two and a half years he had been passed around and sold before he had escaped and for a year and a half had tried to get back to Earth, which he had learned had finally been brought into the HPSC on probation. (Hyper Planetary Space Commission) And that brought him back to the present where he had just been caught again after his short lived year and a half of freedom.
And to make it worse, for the first time in his time in space, he didn’t have his own cell. He had cell mates this time. Yay.
He had just woken up a minute ago and was now pressed against the front left corner of the wall. As far away from the other three aliens as he could get that were by the back right corner.
A black tiger/panther with six legs, white mane and two long tails with four eyes, one set closed and the other watching him cautiously.
The second was a bit more humanoid. Bright yellow with green eyes and a beak like a bird and wings that seemed to fold out of its arms. It was bipedal and all its feathers were fluffed up in a way Izuku recognized that birds back on Earth did when they were scared or startled.
The last one was the smallest. A similar version of the black panther/tiger except they had purple everything and were mostly humanoid with only one tail, a pair of cat ears on there head ,and one set of eyes.
The trio of aliens and Izuku simple stared at each other for a few minutes, assessing each other before Izuku looked away. And began studying there cell.
It was a cell no different than any other he had ever been in. Grey walls and a small privacy barrier to where there was a hole in the floor to go to the bathroom. The entire front of the cell was bars that were singing with electricity. Which was new. He could probably just squish through the bars if it wasn’t for the new electricity.
It was how he had gotten out the first time and he just sprinted since it didn’t seem like most aliens had good stamina, so if he could just stay away from them until they got tired he was free again.
But, back to the most pressing problem right now. His cellies. Like Izuku had said before, he had never had anyone in his cell before. And he wasn’t to comfortable with the new development.
So the smart thing to do would be to postpone escaping until he figured this out so he had the element of surprise when he escaped and hopefully wouldn’t need a round two.
With that last thought, he rolled over and went to sleep, praying that his cellies wouldn’t murder him in his sleep. He still needed to get back to Earth.
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