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Their warring alpha scents were concentrated and potent enough to make anyone else puke.
Even betas.
Todoroki, huddled in one corner of the cell, looked deathly pale and somewhat close to doing so himself. Bakugou was determined to keep the small rations they'd been given in but it was getting progressively difficult. It didn't help that in addition to the bitter alphas scents, there was also a tell-tale headiness starting to tint the air around them and it would only continue to fester until one or either of them broke into full-blown rut.
It wasn't a question of if they did; it was a question of when it happened. Who would do it first.
Bakugou looked down at where his nails were digging into the skin of his arm and let his head hang forward as sweat dripped off his nose and down onto the metal floor. God, what kind of incompetent (or extremely sadistic) villain thought it was a great idea to cell two alphas together? Two alphas at any time in a tight, enclosed space spelled trouble. Having two together when one or both of them was rutting was just murder with a few extra steps. Given that they hadn't been able to take their suppressants for the last three days, it was only a matter of time before their ruts completely set in.
For the first time since arriving at U.A.
"Fuck, well, just know that I don't really have anything against you personally," Bakugou said, trying to relieve some of the suffocating tension that had built up between the two of them. Todoroki looked up, red and white hair plastered to his face with sweat, and narrowed his eyes.
"You literally go out of your way to antagonize me every time we talk."
"I do that to everyone, don't think you're special. Anyway, I just hope you know that I don't actually want to rip your skin from your bones."
Todoroki chuckled dryly and wiped a hand up his sweat-slicked face, "likewise."
"It's okay if you go feral first," Bakugou commented because he knew the signs, knew what to look out for. He was an alpha too after all. Shaking hands, blown out eyes, elongated canines, ashy skin. Todoroki checked all the boxes. He could feel the urges creeping up on him as well, his canines sunk into his bottom lip instead of Todoroki's skin like they wanted to be. His inner alpha was prowling around the small cell, smelling another alpha in his space and seething. It took everything he had not to lunge at the boy across from him and the whole situation was so utterly twisted that he was almost impressed. They were both heroes but a villain could pit them against each other with their own biology this easily. The fucker never even had to dirty their own hands.
He didn't miss how there was a security camera set up by the barred door to the cell. The villain was probably getting off on making two heroes alpha each other to death. What a sicko. If they managed to make it out alive, he would personally turn them to dust.
His inner alpha jerked in his brain at the sudden deepening of the other alpha's scent in the cell and he instinctively bared his teeth. Showed off all his teeth and two sharp canines. They both growled low in their throats and Bakugou couldn't pull his eyes away. He was solely focused on Todoroki's neck, on where best to sink his teeth to put the other alpha down. Drool dripped down his chin and he forced himself to snap his eyes to the ground through sheer force of will. It was a sign of submission. A white flag. A signal of weakness. But it was better than them tearing into each other, he reasoned, even if his alpha pride took it as an affront possibly worse than death.
In his brain he could see himself tearing the skin off of Todoroki's neck, leaving a gaping wound. The thought brought him a sliver of clarity and another wave of nausea. He didn't want to hurt Todoroki, no matter how much they regularly got on each other's last nerves. Being two of the only alphas in their class of betas wasn't always easy but they'd made it work for the last couple of years. Despite everything, they'd even managed to build a shaky friendship.
"Shit," he muttered and forced his breathing to go steady. The more worked up they got, the thicker the scent around them would get, "I'm standing down, ok?"
Nobody in class 1-A would ever believe that he'd been the alpha to stand down, since he usually refused to do so in any situation. Bakugou wasn't completely bone-headed though. Posturing was fun and all but their lives were literally on the line and even his pride could be cajoled into cooperating for that. It still stung though. His fangs bit into his lip, hard, and he forced himself to keep his gaze locked to the floor.
Why do I have to be the one to stand down? His inner alpha protested bitterly. The rational part of his brain knew that he had to because it was obvious that Todoroki was deeper into his rutspace than he was. Bakugou could smell the heat from him, stinging harshly at his nose. It made him want to claw off Todoroki's skin and then his own. It made him so physically uncomfortable that he had to sink his nails into his thighs to stop them from moving. There was no exit. They were trapped. Moving would make Todoroki perceive him as a threat in a second.
They stayed like that, still and miserable, for a few minutes as the scent around them only thickened. It was the strangest and most sadistic torture Bakugou had ever experienced and he had been through a lot in his years of hero training.
Across the room he heard Todoroki's harsh panting, loud and heavy even though he knew the other boy was doing his best to suppress them. To keep them quiet and unoffensive. Bakugou didn't dare look up but he could smell the metal tang of blood in the air and knew that the other alpha was biting himself to stop him from attacking Bakugou. It was a nice gesture, even if they both knew it could only hold off the urge for so long. Their inner beasts wouldn't be satisfied until they established complete control over the other or died trying.
Died.
The thought sent a shiver through him and he pushed away the haze of his rut, desperately clinging to the functioning part of his brain as he tried to think of a way they both could outlive this. The villain obviously thought that two of the most powerful alphas in U.A. would have an absolute field day tearing each other to shreds. They probably weren't wrong, but Bakugou was nothing if not stubborn. He wasn't going to let some sick nobody make him or Todoroki a killer for their own amusement.
There was a way out.
Bakugou didn't know if he could force himself to do it though. If he had that much control over his alpha during his rut. The hairs on his arms rose at the very thought of it, his stomach flipping upside-down, so he knew it wouldn't be easy.
I'm stronger than my biology, he told himself. Forced himself believe it.
He took a deep breath. Another one. Then he slowly turned to face the wall on his knees, tilting his head to the side in a way that made his teeth grit together like sandpaper.
"Bite me." A pause, "please."
It couldn't sound like a command.
Bakugou's tongue was bleeding in his mouth, coppery and thick blood slipping down his throat. The scent in the room changed, alert and deadly focused. Bakugo's body was screaming at him, telling him that he was defenseless, vulnerable. Rule number one: never turn your back to a feral alpha. Doing that was only for omegas when they were claimed, for breeding. He felt bile rise in his throat as his nails dug into the steel wall but he refused to move. If he changed his mind now they would fight. That was certain.
A rough growl echoed in the cell and he felt his pulse jump. The sound slowly, cautiously, drew closer and with every dull step behind him he felt his inner alpha take over more and more. He was scared and knew that it was being projected in his scent but that was probably better than him emitting territorial pheromones anyway. It was okay to look weak this once. Just one time.
It was okay. Okay, okay, okay.
Stay calm.
His teeth instantly bared again as Todoroki's nose pressed up against the back of his neck but luckily it was hidden against the wall. He huffed out a short breath and tilted his head as far as his body would let him. It was hardly tilted at all, but he hoped it was enough. The other alpha's weight pressed heavy and overbearing against his back and he shook without meaning to, legs itching to bolt away. Luckily, the action was submissive enough to not be taken as an offense. His nails bled against the wall from how hard he was pressing them into the metal.
"Are you sure?" Todoroki's voice was so deep and rough that he hardly recognized it. It sounded foreign, intimidating. Just do it already, he wanted to yell but instead he bit his tongue and nodded once, his sweaty forehead dragging across the wall.
Teeth broke the skin on the back of his neck and it hurt worse than anything Bakugou had felt in years but at least it wouldn't kill him. The bite was controlled. Firm but clean. The teeth sunk in all the way and Bakugou's body instantly rejected the sensation. It felt bad in a hundred different ways. He managed to hold it in until Todoroki finished biting him, but the second that the other alpha pulled away he twisted his head to the side and vomited onto the cell floor.
His body felt all wrong, sick and violated.
He dry heaved a couple more times and his frame shook repeatedly, full-bodied and involuntarily. Tears dripped from his chin onto the floor and he hadn't realized he was crying until he felt one of the drops land on his splayed out hand. At least the bite had calmed both of their alphas down. The scent around them was still heavy but it had less menace lacing it. It smelled like Todoroki, for the most part, smokey and spiced.
"Sorry," Todoroki whispered behind him and Bakugou felt another wave of nausea surge inside of him from just the other alpha's voice. He had to force himself to remember that it wasn't the other alpha's fault. It wasn't their faults.
"Can I turn around?" Bakugou asked between clenched teeth. It hurt to talk, acid stinging at his throat. He hated acting all submissive, but at the same time he knew that his inner alpha knew its place after being bitten. The weight shifted off his back with a growl that made it obvious that the other alpha didn't actually want to let go of his prey so soon but would anyway. That was good because Bakugou knew that he would have lashed out for control if he'd kept being held down.
They moved stiltedly and slow, both wary and out of their depths. Todoroki backed away a foot, then another, hands stuffed deep in his pockets like that would keep them caged. Bakugou moved away from the mess he'd made on the floor and put his head in his palms to calm down and sort through all of the confusing feelings flooding through his body. He felt subdued but at the same time he was a live wire ready to go off on anyone and thing that got too close.
"Thank you for-" Todoroki seemed to think better of whatever he was about to say because he paused and started over, "does it hurt?"
Bakugou licked his lip and opened his mouth to respond but nothing came out.
A strange silence fell over them and it was unnerving for different reasons to both of them. The numb feeling washing through his body from his neck down made it impossible for Bakugou to speak. Something inside of him was telling him to just stay quiet and to be good. It was easy to be quiet. He could be good.
They stared at each other.
Then Bakugou felt his eye twitch and his head snapped down to the ground again. This time it wasn't him forcing his body to cooperate. It was his body forcing him. It wasn't like he'd ever submitted to a bite before, submitted to anything before, so he didn't know what was normal. What was supposed to happen. At least they were both (mostly) uninjured. That was what was most important. The fact that he was sniveling like some kind of wuss was just an unfortunate but tolerable side effect. The scent of Todoroki's rut was somehow more palpable now and since his own scent had been overridden with the other alpha's, they had nothing left to bristle at.
Todoroki seemed to understand that asking about whatever was happening to Bakugou's body would lead to nothing but the two of them getting worked up about it. It was better to pretend it wasn't happening, like Bakugou wasn't staring at his shoes instead of Todoroki's face like the betas did in class when they walked in. The ice and fire user looked like he was going to go back to his corner of the room but he hesitated while getting up.
"Oh."
The sound was soft but undeniably confused.
"Nm?" Bakugou mumbled, still unable to lift his head or talk right. He felt warm blood trickle down his neck from the bite wound and it soaked uncomfortably into his already dirty shirt. What he wouldn't do for a shower.
"I can't leave," Todoroki sat back down heavily in front of Bakugou and sighed like he was frustrated by his own words, "my alpha's telling me to guard you. Telling me I should. Lick the bite." The words got a little stilted at the end and both of them felt their jaws clench. The thing about alphas was that the inner beast was stubborn and controlling. It did what it wanted and was oddly anal about how things had to be done. Bakugou was better than most at controlling his, but that was because he'd had years of expensive and mostly useless therapy for his childhood "behavioral issues." Todoroki had probably never even gone through a whole rut without suppressants.
"You can lick it," Bakugou mumbled, voice a quiet whisper, figuring all the harm had already been done. An alpha's spit would just help the skin heal faster. His own alpha was subdued at the very least, so they didn't have to worry about him attacking. Something tepid and small in him also wanted to please the boy in front of him, the alpha his body suddenly perceived as the pack leader, which was stupid.
His head was already bent down so he just had to tilt it to the side, offering it up again in an action that was made a lot easier with Todoroki's calming pheromones running through his veins. It was easy to listen to the other like this. Easy to obey. It was everything his pride usually prevented, but with the beast tranquilized he was free to listen. It was both freeing and utterly terrifying.
Todoroki seemed conflicted for a few seconds before he scooted forwards and put a steady hand on Bakugou's shoulder as he leaned in. Warm breath ghosted over his skin and the intimate action caused something to flicker in Bakugou's brain again. This wasn't normal, right? He wouldn't normally let anybody get this close. The circumstances were anything but normal though, he reminded himself. He's an alpha, his body protested again, this is so wrong. It was somewhat strange that Todoroki's inner alpha was treating him like a mate that he had to take care of and look after. It was easy for alpha instincts to get confused though, especially in stressful and abnormal situations. He knew that well enough himself. Sometimes the beast just latched onto something and refused to let go. Bakugou decided to cut the other some slack and relaxed his muscles under the fingers on his shoulder.
The first lick sent something hot and electric up his spine.
The feeling seemed to be mutual because Todoroki paused too, a short intake of breath getting sucked up against his throat, before the hot lips were back on his skin. After that it felt more heated, more like the other alpha was on auto-pilot, going through the motions as his biology instructed him about what to do. It was weird to Bakugou, who had only ever been touched by Todoroki in combat, to have the other's hands and mouth on him so gentle and attentive.
Was this how omegas felt?
Was this how relationships in general felt?
Okay, so Bakugou was a little clueless, but it wasn't like he'd had a lot of time to study up on the intricacies of dating when every day for the last couple of years he'd devoted himself solely towards getting stronger as a hero. Being an alpha was just a tiny sliver of who he was, a part of him he tried to keep as subdued as possible. Todoroki's tongue was soft and wet and strangely hot against his skin. It lapped up his blood like it wasn't gross at all, like it actually tasted good. It felt good against Bakugou's skin, once his mind quieted. Strangely comforting. I've pleased the pack leader, he thought through the haze and it made something in him hum happily. He was being a good alpha.
He groaned his approval and it didn't even register as anything strange until Todoroki hastily pulled back and stared at him with a concerned, wide-eyed sort of look.
"Sorry," Todoroki panted, cheeks flushed and blue eyes hazy like a stream.
"You can keep going," Bakugou slurred, eyes sliding shut again as he went pliant under the alpha above him. He felt drunk off of the feeling of doing well, of getting rewarded by his pack leader. Alphas were supposed to be the strongest secondary gender but everyone knew that they weak to praise. Usually the praise would come from their omega, but apparently even that line could be blurred. Tingles of pleasure raced up and down his spine like a rollercoaster and he melted into the wall as Todoroki's lips found his neck again. They wrapped around the wound there, mouthing at it, as his sharp canines carefully grazed the skin.
Bakugou shivered under the touch and another low groan escaped his mouth, "alpha."
He didn't know why he said it, but apparently his body needed the word to leave his mouth because it was the only thing running through his brain. Todoroki was an alpha, just like him, but he smelled intoxicating all of a sudden. Bakugou's blood hummed with need for the boy in front of him and he thoughtlessly grabbed the bottom of his own shirt before he pulled it up and over his head. The air in the cell was cold but Todoroki's touch was searing. Less clothes meant more room for the pack leader. He rubbed his cheek against Todoroki's wrist reverently when the other boy reached out for him again. Turned his head and pressed his lips against the scent gland like a devoted packmate was supposed to.
"I'm good?" He asked, words melded together and not his at all. It was all instinct. Something hardwired into his brain from centuries ago.
"So good," Todoroki breathed, voice rough and breathy, "good alpha, listening to me. Good."
The praise made Bakugou's entire body light up and he moaned deep in his throat, head sinking into the chest in front of him. He was so defenseless and open right then, but he trusted Todoroki. Todoroki was a strong alpha. Had been able to bite him. He could protect him from anything dangerous. It was okay to let his guard down. Only distantly did he register sinking to the ground, body curling in on itself as he softly whined.
Todoroki moved over him, legs pressed against Bakugou's sides as his nose went back between Bakugou's neck and shoulder.
"You smell like me," the other alpha whispered and Bakugou nodded, a wave of relief flooding him. The pack leader wouldn't kick him out of the pack if he smelled unoffensive-
Pack. They didn't even have a pack. The logic fell to the wayside as Todoroki's weight covered him completely. Heavy and possessive and fiercely protective. The conflicting alpha scents had cleared from the air and the only thing left between them was the heady scent of rut.
Bakugou looked up when Todoroki pushed fingers under his chin and their eyes met dead-on. Todoroki's mismatched, blue eyes were sharp and focused, consumed by some kind of alpha alertness. Bakugou felt his own alpha give a half-hearted attempt to stand up at the obvious challenge being directed at him but instead he shut his eyes and didn't even flinch when Todoroki's lips pressed up against his own. It had been bound to happen. Cold and hot hands held his shoulders down as Todoroki kissed him roughly against the floor. It was the kind of kiss that demanded submission, and Bakugou opened his mouth and let the other take what he needed.
It's the rut, Bakugou's mind supplied weakly, his own desires starting to chip away at his control. At his thinking capabilities. He could only hope that Todoroki was good at being a pack leader because he wasn't sure if he'd be able to keep his alpha in check once he went all the way under. It was obvious what had to happen, but less obvious about how it would work out between two alphas. Of course they'd be drawn to the nearest living thing during their rut but it wasn't like two alphas was exactly the ideal situation. Neither of them could take a knot or probably even be entered. Especially without lube or anything. Suddenly all of the consequences and problems slammed into him all at once.
He tilted his head away from their kiss, "we can't-"
"Be good." Todoroki's alpha voice command and Bakugou flinched. The words were like a shock to his body and an anxious feeling exploded in his bloodstream like ice. He desperately wanted to be good, so being reprimanded made him go shaky and teary-eyed. His reaction (or distressed scent) seemed to register in Todoroki's brain too because the alpha moved off of him immediately, shooting back across the room to his corner.
It happened so fast, so sudden.
One second he was enveloped in heat and the next he was shivering and shirtless on the ground alone.
Fuck.
They stared at each other tense and high-strung all over again.
It was obvious that they were both achingly hard in their pants and even more obvious that their bodies wanted each other. It was just a problem of mismatched biology. Alphas were practically impossible to top during their ruts, even in normal and healthy relationships. Even as submissive as his body was letting him be at the moment, there was no way Bakugou would be able to take anything without snapping and going feral.
"Shit," Bakugou cursed, drawing his knees up and resting his forehead on them. The tears still hadn't stopped and it was humiliating. Being bitten was still taking its toll out on him and he couldn't think rationally, couldn't get his body to cooperate. Sweat was steadily dripping from him, pooling in the waistband of his pants and hitting the floor. It was too hot, too much and not anything at all at the same time.
Todoroki seemed to understand, because a thin layer of ice formed across the metal floor, stopping in front of Bakugou's hand. It was a shockingly lucid gesture of kindness. Bakugou pressed his palm against the ice and breathed out a deeply. After a few seconds he moved the cooled hand up to his face and wiped it across his heated cheeks. It felt good.
"The camera has been tracking us," Todoroki's tightly-schooled voice said.
Bakugou eyes flickered up to the camera above the door and sure enough the black box was slowly rotating.
Sicko.
"They're probably upset that they didn't get their bloodbath," Bakugou spat, glaring at the camera with murderous intent.
They both jumped when there was a loud, static cracking noise and a voice echoed in the small cell.
"Actually, I'm impressed. You're the first alpha pair who didn't tear each other to shreds."
Bakugou snarled and whipped his head around, trying to pinpoint where the speaker was. The voice bounced off the metal walls of the cell and made it difficult to tell exactly where it was coming from.
"I guess U.A. students really are a cut above the rest." The voice was teasing but there was a knife's edge to it, hard and sharp, "too bad only alphas seem to get out of there and become famous. I wonder what the betas do after they're done. Play sidekick? Backup?"
Bakugou huffed.
"You done playing your game yet? Yada yada you hate alphas, I've seen it a million times before. Making us fight to the death isn't going to do shit to fix society though."
A harsh laugh cracked across the speakers, "no, it won't. This is just to sate my own curiosity and pass the time. I have my own plans for how to fix things. In the meantime though it's nice to have some entertainment around here for once, and you two are very interesting."
Something cold shot up Bakugou's spine and he wondered how many alphas had died at the hands of their own friend in this very cell. Todoroki was staring intently at the camera as well but he stayed silent, look steely and calculated. At least the smell of sex and rut was being overwritten by the smell of fear and caution.
"Todoroki Shouto and Bakugou Katsuki, was it? I hope you don't mind me watching. It's so rare to see two alphas get it on. There's something fascinating about it, wouldn't you agree?"
"Shut the fuck up, christ. You sick fuck, you got a screw loose or something? Just watch porn like the rest of the goddamn population, you pathetic beta."
The line went silent. When the voice came back it was pure edge, "one, I'm not a beta. Two, speak like that to me again and I'll kill you."
Bakugou's eyes widened and he shared a confused look with Todoroki. If the villain wasn't a beta that meant he was...an omega.
"Not what you were expecting?"
No, it hadn't been. Most villains were predictably alphas with god complexes and egos that were large enough to drown in. There were a good number of beta villains but they only made up about 5% of all offenders. Omegas weren't even on the radar. Less than 0.01% of all crimes were committed by omegas. It was hard to be a villain—or anything, really—when most omegas were married and pupped-up soon after their first heat. Bakugou wasn't a fan of how their society was set up but it wasn't like he could change it just because he was a hero. He did what he could to protect everyone, and that included a sadly high number of abused omegas.
"So what's your plan?" Todoroki's cool voice cut in.
"I was hoping you'd be interested. You should be. Your mom is an omega, isn't she?"
Todoroki's eyes flickered with something uncertain momentarily but then he minutely shrugged in agreement. Omegas were rare, but it was common knowledge that Todoroki's parents were an alpha and an omega. The press loved that fact and constantly brought it up. Bakugou's own parents were an alpha and a beta, like most couples were.
"She vanished a year ago, isn't that right? That couldn't have been an easy feat with her husband being the number one hero. It's almost like she had help."
Bakugou's brow raised. He'd known that Todoroki's family wasn't the best but he hadn't heard about his mom running away. It probably would have been bad publicity so Endeavor had kept it a secret from the press. What kind of alpha let their omega get away? Todoroki's hand curled into a fist but he didn't say anything.
"You helped her, didn't you?"
It was a felony to help a claimed omega escape from their alpha, no matter what the situation was. Either the police did it or nobody did. The police probably wouldn't have interfered with what the number one hero decided to do with his omega anyway, no matter how dire the situation. It was a less talked about truth that 12% of all alpha-omega marriages ended with the omega partner being murdered by their own spouse. Either in some jealousy-induced rage or just because it struck the alpha's fancy that day. Todoroki didn't say anything but Bakugou knew it was true the moment the words left the speaker. Of course Todoroki couldn't just sit still and watch his mom get abused, even if she was an omega, even if in society's eyes it was her place to submit to anything her alpha decided to give her. The other boy was too empathetic and stubborn for his own good. It wasn't like Bakugou blamed him, even if he was theoretically supposed to be mad.
"It's okay, I won't make you say it in front of your friend. But there's a reason why I chose the both of you."
"Chose us?" Bakugou asked suspiciously.
"The other alphas before you were just trial runs for the real deal. I've been watching you two. Last term the two of you rescued the most omegas out of everyone and you haven't even graduated from U.A. yet. You two, more than anyone else, should understand that omegas are unjustly suffering at the hands of our current society."
The words rang uncomfortably true and Bakugou narrowed his eyes as a counter-measure.
"Forcing the two of you to rut together was the final test. I'm glad to say you passed with flying colors. I have no need for alphas who are weak enough to kill because they didn't take a couple of pills."
Bakugou seethed, rage building up in him red and hot. He was nobody's plaything. He slammed his fist against the wall and opened his mouth-
"Bakugou."
Bakugou mouth snapped shut before the words ever left and stared at Todoroki. Listen to the pack leader, his mind warned and he hated that he was actually listening to his biology like some obedient dog. He was his own person, not just a collection of instincts. Todoroki looked a little surprised that he'd listened as well but the look quickly turned into something apologetic. Fuck that too.
"Fine." He grit out between clenched teeth and forced his voice to go steady, "what did you bring us here for?"
"I want you two to help me bring equality to our society. We'll overthrow the current government, I become president, and we free omegas all across the country from their abusers. Together we could bring about a new era of peace and freedom."
"Go fuck yourself," Bakugou spat immediately, "like we'd help a murderer."
There was a terse silence and then a deadly chuckle. "Now Katsuki, what did I say about talking to me like that?"
Bakugou didn't give a fuck what the omega had said, and he was going to make that known. He had the words lined up on his lips but then suddenly a stabbing pain tore through his body and he dropped to the floor.
It hurt like nothing he'd ever felt before.
He writhed on the ground, tears instantly filling his eyes, and he was pretty sure he was screaming but couldn't focus on anything but the feeling of being torn open. It felt like a shard of glass was repeatedly being jammed into his skin. All over his body. It was the worst thing he'd ever felt. It went on for seconds, minutes, what felt like days. Blood slipped down his arms from where his explosions where uselessly going off and the world was a blur of stinging nerves and mind-melting agony.
"Please make it stop. He didn't mean it, I'll make sure he doesn't do it again." Bakugou only distantly registered Todoroki's voice, an edge of desperation making his words sound appeasing and strange. Too-cold and hot hands wrapped around him, holding his hands at his sides so that Bakugou didn't hurt himself with his quirk any more. The other alpha was probably used to dealing with these kinds of situations, what with his father being who he was. Was used to begging for the sake of others even if he was an alpha.
The voice over the speakers hummed in consideration and suddenly the pain vanished all at once. Bakugou gasped, tears streaming down his cheeks and chin down onto the floor. Blood was splattered around him in thin lines and his arms were burned and scratched.
"Only because you begged so nicely," the voice said and there was a grin wrapped around every word, "you should say thank you to your pack leader, Katsuki."
His whole body was in agony but for some reason Bakugou latched onto the words immediately. Todoroki had protected him after all, he had to say thank you. Show his respect. He pushed himself up onto his bleeding and shaking arms and bent his head, "thank you, alpha."
It was, in short, the most embarrassing thing he'd ever had to do right after having gone through the most painful thing he'd ever felt. Todoroki stared at him—still covered in Bakugou's blood—like he wasn't sure how he was supposed to react and Bakugou didn't blame him. Even he didn't know why his body was forcing him to act the way he was. The only respite was Todoroki's protective pheromones slowly sinking into his body, sedating and warm.
"Good alpha," the omega laughed meanly, "that wasn't so hard, now was it? You can listen when you really try."
Had he really just obeyed some crazy omega's command? He felt a slew of curses on the tip of his tongue but knew better than to say any of them. In fact, he couldn't move at all from the position he was in. Tears were still dripping from him like a faucet and landing on the floor even though he didn't make any sound, couldn't feel anything but numbness.
"What was that?" Todoroki asked, still stunned and breathing heavily. His eyes never left Bakugou, like he was worried the blond would start spasming again.
"My quirk. I call it Knives because that's what it feels like. Well, at least that's what I've been told it feels like. By the people who survived."
Omegas with dangerous quirks were usually operated on as soon as they presented. It was rare for an omega to have a quirk, even rarer for them to be allowed to keep it. Todoroki's mother had been an anomaly since Endeavor had let her keep her quirk until Todoroki was born and then had made her undergo surgery since he believed the quirk she passed would be stronger if she was still able to use it during her pregnancy. Who knew if he was right or not.
How an omega with such a violent and long-range quirk had passed under the government's nose was a complete mystery. It shouldn't have happened.
"Who are you?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
The speaker shut off with a click.
Five minutes later the door to their cell opened.
"My name is Izuku, and I'm your leader now."
