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‘Wolfsbane has been discribed with supernatural powers in the mythology relating to the werewolf and similar creatures, either to repel them, relating to wolfsbane's use in poisoning wolves and other animals, or in some way induce their transformation, as wolfsbane was often an important ingredient in witches' magic ointments. In folklore, wolfsbane was also said to make a person into a werewolf if it is worn, smelled, or eaten.’

Shimura Nana, main figure of the revolt, declared in national T.V her wish of seeking what she wants without the need of violence.

”With violence you’ll only achieve what you want until it’s too late; it’s pointless.” She said with a smile on her mouth in one of her most recent speeches while taking shelter in Nagoya.

There’s a significant small group who agrees with Shimura’s ideals, however, she hasn’t won the popularity of most humans yet.

“We are not different from humans; what’s our flaw? Our difference? Is it our tails or ears? Or perhaps a less physical trait? Besides our physical appearance, we are the same. We are not wild beasts and I refuse to continue being treated like that again. Equality between our races happened between our ancestors and it’s my main goal… if I die trying to achieve it, so be it!” She said in the last speech she made in public.

In her lasts speeches, more and more groups started stating their distaste to the werewolves, to the point she was threaded with a gun once. However, Shimura Nana never shrieked away, some even say that she stood where she was and waited to be pointed at if the holder of the gun dared. However, she was immediately covered by the body of her guards.

Despite the small chaos in the aftermath of her speeches, Shimura’s efforts weren’t in vain; the Japanese Congress announced the meeting between them and the leader of the werewolves taking place in Tokyo, next Monday. The president of the Congress thought to give them a chance after hearing all of Shimura’s ideals—or perhaps it’s just a meeting to control the increasing riot in the streets?

This meeting will be crucial in history, no one knows for certain what’s going to happen until Monday arrives.

Saturday morning was a riot.

Yesterday the leader of the werewolf community, Nana Shimura, was found dead on the house she was staying at.

It was known from the media that Shimura didn’t trusted her safety yet in hotels controlled by humans and often slept on safe houses where the media couldn’t find her. But this time, her plans had a huge twist.

‘It was clearly a homicide,’ the detective said, ‘She had a pretty deep cut on her throat—that caused her death—and marks of struggle on her arms, however, there was no sign of someone breaking into the house which seemed strange to the investigators of her death.

Her right hand man known as Gran Torino, was spotted once after the incident and refused to look at the cameras and talk to the reporters.

As soon as the news spread no one doubted this was a human’s group doing, clearly against the upcoming meeting with Shimura on Monday.

The streets where cleared immediately by the demonstrators in two hours, everyone left to mourn their leader. The burial place was on Shimura’s birthplace, an unknown small village at the countryside of the Kumamoto prefecture.

But the werewolves didn't abandoned streets permanently; in fact it seemed that the events of their leader’s death only caused the government’s fear. A huge national revolt.

The wolves started manifesting in the streets not so long after Shimura’s death in a less peaceful way; they started fires on the streets at plain daylight, they scared humans passing by and in the worst of the cases attacked them, they had dared to spat in front of the buildings of the government before being rudely kicked away by the police with brute force and some unnecessary methods.  

A mandatory curfew was set in the following nights; people were not allowed to go out from 6pm till 10 am. Main streets were closed and a T.V broadcast announced all the time the safer street to take everyday to avoid any encounter with this groups.

The revolt decreased the number of followers the werewolves had but the support was still there until yesterday.

An anonymous video was uploaded yesterday night to the social medias and was the reason the small support they had on certain number of humans dropped to 1% in just a couple of hours.

The video was quite gruesome and explicit but no one deleted it for good; it consisted of a police officer and a werewolf female in civilian clothes in a hand-to-hand fight. At first, the media thought the encounter wasn’t fair since the officer had a gun and the latter was unarmed, however, as the camera zooms, in an instant you can notice the huge canines the female has as she launches quickly towards the man who barely has time to react. The next seconds are blurry. The holder of the camera recording the video seems to move from  position to get a better angle in the last seconds, and despite the shortness of the video, at the last three seconds it’s visible to see the female werewolf biting the victims neck in a visceral way before the person recording runs away immediately.

The media went crazy and demanded to talk with Gran Torino—now leader of the revolt but since Shimura’s funeral, no one knows his whereabouts.

Nagoya was the first city to take actions within the first 48 hours since the video was leaked.

The city police declared months ago that they would not hesitate to use force against the "beasts" at the first sign of aggressiveness, and they kept their word.

The Nagoya police had already prepared a team of officers from the start, trained to neutralize and annihilate the werewolves if necessary.

The AWFT known as the Anti-Wolf Force Team, made their first appearance by the Tempaku Ward in th Aichi Prefecture, where the revolt was more intense and growing erratically.

The team managed to neutralize all of the wolves and seemed forced to eliminate the ones that had turned feral and attacked the members of the team, say our sources.

After this won victory by the humans, other cities got inspired by Nagoya’s police movement over the untamed wolves and took the same measures, if not, more violently, on their own hands.

One year after the supposedly peaceful movement by the werewolves that had turned into a national revolt in the streets, the wolf  population had been reduced from a 60% to a 35.4% in a solid year, the government of Japan took this as an accomplishment of peace after the wolves had surrendered willingly.

All werewolves were persecuted in every inch of the country, the ones who managed to escape from the police, had fled to the forests, or so many believed. The ones who’ve been caught were sent to special prisons located on the countrysides of Japan where access is denied to the public for their own safety.

A new law was proclaimed by the government banding any interaction with a werewolf; citizens who break this law will be punished and if the crime committed is greater, executed. The law is the following, approved by all the members of the Supreme Court:

• Werewolves are illegal and banned from habitating any city in Japan, any citizen who helps in any way a werewolf (sheltering, feeding, aiding…) will be sent to the special prisons along the hostile, if the committed crime is treason, the citizen will be considered a criminal and thus, will be executed.

30 years later.

“Run, Shitty Hair!”

Katsuki practically pushed him out of the small refugee that was caught on fire, a log from the ceiling could have crashed on the redhead if Katsuki hadn’t been there. There were shotguns, screams and, howls all over the area. His instincts howled at him; he needed to gather the pack, the fucking humans had spread them around their territory like ants running from water.

Both turned and gave the burning cabin a quick glance before sprinting in the direction where the sound of howls of pain and cries were louder.

Katsuki opened his mouth near a bark and tasted the scents in the air; it was strongly ashy and the closer they got, the stronger the scent of cooper splashed into his senses. Dread was forming rather quick on his stomach.

Kirishima followed him with the same plan on his head, he sniffed the air looking for anyone who happened to be close by. He exhaled slightly.

“Wait! I can smell Min—” Kirishima said jaggedly as he ran behind the blond but was cut off with the impact of Katsuki’s bulky form against a smaller frame that appeared out of nowhere, a huff escaped from the other person. The blond recovered quickly and was ready to pounce on the latter when he stared at the familiar pink hair. Mina had then crashed with Sero who was running at her side.

The impact made her roll in the ground but was quick to land on all fours and snarled at Bakugou before her eyes widened in relief.

“Bakugou! What’s going on? Where’s Aizawa-sensei?” She asked worriedly as she stood up quickly.

“It’s those humans doing.” Kirishima explained while helping Sero stand up, “This was an ambush, we didn’t see it coming.”

“No shit.” Katsuki growler impatiently, his attention was caught when Sero grunted in pain and clutched his ribs.

“Thankfully it wasn’t a bullet,” Mina was quick to explain as she returned to Sero’s side to aid him, “But a piece of wood managed to pierce through, not too deep, but he’s losing blood slowly, we were at the infirmary.” She said and lowered her head mournfully, “They burned it down completely.”

Katsuki clicked his tongue in anger and rolled it between his sharp canines anxiously, “Fucking hell, let’s go to the refugee. Aizawa must be on his way with the rest like he said.”

He walked in front of the group, opening them a path in case a human tried to stop them from their goal. They needed to take flat face to a physician, if she was still alive, as soon as possible because no fucking way he was dying on Katsuki’s charge. Aizawa taught the pack how to reach the other refugee without his help in case an emergency like this occurred but it was going to be difficult; he didn’t understand why their alpha chose their emergency location so fucking far from their current location, they will take at least  a week or more to reach it and he didn’t know if the other would be there and he didn’t know if Sero would survive.. Maybe he was too lost in his anxious thoughts and didn’t realize the danger approaching them from behind but then, that’s when they heard it.

“Bakugou!” A high pitched scream pierced through his sensitive ears, he recognized that stupid voice and he would have normally told him to fuck off but with the current situation, he was about to scream at him to follow them or he would be left behind but it was late when he turned his head in time to witness a bullet piercing Mineta’s body.

Katsuki wasted no time despite the sense of fear—he would never admit he felt it—on his chest and dashed towards that direction, ignoring Kirishima’s calls.

He ran faster and had time to locate the human between the trees and pounced unnoticed on their back. The human tried to spin around but the blond’s weight was too much and crashed against the grass, Katsuki took this opportunity and sank his sharp canines on the human’s unprotected hands, letting go only when he heard the satisfying sound of bones crunching under his mouth. He rolled from the human’s back before he snatched the gun from their hands when they started hollering in pain and threw the gun far away from their reach.

“Bakugou, watch it!” Mina howled when she scented other two sharp scents approaching their location, they were probably startled and lured by their companion’s pathetic sounds, this was no use. He could fight both humans even in his sleep but they had the upper hand with their stupid neutralizing and non-neutralizing guns. He had to take these idiots out of here even if—

Dammit.

“Oi, Kirishima!” He called, “Take them out of here! Reach the refugee!” He waved his hand aggressively, insisting them to leave.

Mina’s face was etched in worry and desperation, “Bakugou! We can’t just leave—“

“Do as I say, I’ll buy you idiots some time!” He snarled at them and crouched on the ground menacingly when the crunch of branches reached his ears.

Mina was going to protest again but Kirishima stopped her, “Let’s go.” He hurried to Sero’s side when this one seemed to be fainting.

Kirishima knew Bakugou was going to catch up with them on their way, eventually. He knew it.

Katsuki saw the first human reaching towards his fallen teammate and quickly punched the human on the sternum, he made a choked sound that was muffled by his mask. The blond grabbed the gun and aimed the handle towards the human’s cranium, once, twice, before knocking him out.

Katsuki grinned slightly, twisting his body in time before a knife could stab his shoulder. That has been pure shitty luck. The third human kept their gun on their back, opting to use a sharp knife instead; quicker, deadlier and easier to handle in close combat. Katsuki was still confident he could knock the knife out of their hand.

The human stepped back and whispered something on the radio on his shoulder, Katsuki heard anyways.

“Bring the neutralizer team to my location…”

“...On our way.”

He chuckled roughly and growled at the soldier, “Come on bastard, do something already.” He said in human language.

The soldier seemed startled that the wolf knew their language and even understood it, that lasted two seconds before he threw the knife on Katsuki’s direction, the wolf avoiding the potential cuts swiftly. He kept dodging the knife, trying to tire the human out until the knife graced his left cheek, the cut was so thin yet long he didn’t even felt it.

Katsuki growled and didn’t bother cleaning the blood from his cheek. He crouched and kicked the human’s legs, making them fall face first against the ground. The blond spun on himself and gave them a kick against the face, knocking them out.

But it was late; he felt a pinprick, like a bee’s, on his neck almost immediately. Tossing his head wildly to the other side, he saw the bastard with the neutralizing gun in hand along with a victorious smirk.

He stood wobbly on his feet, fucking wolf drugs, and their quick effectiveness. He felt like puking suddenly.

His senses were too lost for him to notice the hard kick that sent him to the ground again. The weight of a heavy boot crushed his back and he choked when it put more pressure against his ribs. He was seeing blurry lines now and his hearing and nose started failing him.

“This one seems rough and more aggressive than usual. What do you think, should we take them with the other fellas?” The man on top of him asked his comrades, there were a few voices of agreement while others nodded.

They yanked him from his hair, making him hiss as he threw punches to the air, wishing his rough fists would hit someone.

“Fucking bastards!” He cursed them on his own tongue. The humans shushed him with another punch and a ‘don’t speak your stupid language!’ and this time his bloodied lips managed to spat blood to someone. What a great shot he had despite not having a clear vision.

The male soldier groaned in disgust and anger and Katsuki just smiled at no one in particular.

“That fucking mutt—“

“Lay off. We need that fiery attitude if he’s going to Tokyo.” An authoritative female voice said and he was yanked again from the hair. This time, he let them even if he didn’t want to, his body wasn’t responding.

Tokyo.

That would actually save Katsuki days of traveling, he would reach the refugee…

He started feeling sleepy, he shouldn’t sleep. He shouldn’t let them win, but he closed his eyes anyways. The pain on his back and face were too, fading away.

At least the others were okay.

When he woke up, his limbs were aching everywhere and his face was stinging like a bitch.

“Fuckers… I’m gonna kill them.” He cursed under his breath.

He could move again thankfully but the strength in his muscles wasn’t there for some reason. It was like he have been beaten to a pulp and left to rot when that wasn’t the case.

He suddenly aware that he didn’t knew where he was; it was dark and the scent of copper and oxide was strong in the air, he covered his nose. It was too overwhelming.

The knowledge of not knowing his location, the strong scent and the pain on his body made him dizzy and a series of headaches arrived, making the fucking situation worst. He stood up and his first instinct was walk in the direction there was more light.

There was a small dot of light quite far from him. Maybe it was the entrance of the cave or place he was in but he wouldn’t know, he had stumbled against the source of the oxide scent and gagged away. The mere scent was enough to send him against the ground, he was too weak to walk or do anything.

He was in a cage, somewhere.

Tokyo. His blurry mind supplied.

Perhaps.

“It’s better to stay away from the entrance. The scent is less overwhelming if you stay in the middle.”

There was someone else here? The scents were too strong it blocked everything. There was no trace of a wolf or anyone at all beside the disgusting, rotting cage.

As if reading his mind, the voice responded, “Don’t bother, the collars have scent blockers. If you hadn’t moved then, I wouldn’t know there was someone new.” The voice who spoke on their native tongue was rough like the cage, dry of not drinking enough water.

“Collars?” He touched automatically his neck and bristled when he felt the solid, round metal gripping his neck. The fucking bastards.

Despite having most of his senses useless, the wolf’s sharp eyesight was fine, he saw a hunched figured on the cage in front of him and a few others in the neighboring cages as well but those were sprawled on the floor. Katsuki hoped they were sleeping. He doubted it though, now knowing the source of the copperish scent.

“Where the hell am I?” He asked.

“The fighting pits.”

Katsuki looked at them incredulously, “Fighting pits? Tch, feels more like the waiting room before the execution.” And they dared to laugh; it was so dry, Katsuki was afraid they would spit blood.

“It’s the same actually. You die anyways.”

“Explain to me what I’m doing here and where is this fucking place exactly.” He demanded.

“Hm, you’re in Tokyo. The outskirts to be exact,” they said, “And either you put a good fight or you managed to have them on their toes while escaping. But failing still.”

He growled, “That shit still won’t explain what—“

“They pick us up depending on that, they like to see us fight and if we are agreeable to them, we go somewhere else. Far away from this cages, only the best fighters never return. Oh, and the ones who die.” They giggled slightly under their breath. Katsuki started realizing the voice was from a female.

He was rather confused and the headache was coming like a bullet train, “I still don’t understand, I thought wolves were executed immediately, not held captive for human entertaining.”

She shifted from position and Katsuki assumed she coughed on her sleeve, she cleared her rough throat, “Everyone thought so but now you know that’s not true; actually, they started the fighting pits not too long ago or so that’s what the others say. I assume the human government is not aware of what Tokyo’s AWFT is doing to us behind their backs. Not like they would care anyways.”

“I come from Nagoya,” he said and she arched her eyebrows, “I really doubt it’s Tokyo’s personal game.” She only nodded and tilted her head away.

They said nothing for a while. The odor was less potent but he still wanted to puke, the headache was barely there; perhaps a couple of hours had already passed? The notion of time was out of his grasp.

He started thinking in his escaping plan.

Katsuki had yet to see what was beyond the dark room, he needed to see if there were alternative doors and the amount of shitty humans in the place. He growled in exasperation.

Patience was a gift he highly lacked but what could he do right now? The only option was to wait until they dragged him to a fight and if his mind was in enough coordination, he could check out the place. Still, he couldn’t escape immediately and that bothered his impatience even more.

A door was opened, the light was amplified and Katsuki felt the relief of some light retreat from his system like a dog burned by fire.

The light was more torture and his headache came again, various subjects groaned and wailed at the sudden flash. The female in front of him grunted and pressed herself further to the wall.

The human that entered whistled loudly and Katsuki almost winced with the rest. The human casually smacked the metal bucket against the bars of the cages and after three seconds of doing that, one wolf threw himself against the bars and tried to reach the human.

He growled aggressively trying to reach the human’s arm with his bonely hand before the human smacked it brutally with a metal bar. The male yelped weakly and retreated his hand before trying to reach again more desperately.

“Eager for a fight, huh? Alright, let me feed your disgusting mutt friends first.”

The human threw small portions of raw meat to the cages and Katsuki watched with wide eyes how the wolves ate desperately the raw meat, two wolves in one single cage started punching each other for the small meat.

Katsuki felt shame and rage at what the humans lowered them to; fighting over a filthy piece of meat. Giving up honor for that, but maybe he would understand it—couldn’t understand it yet, he was the newcomer, hell only knew how long they’ve been locked up.

When it was Katsuki’s turn, he stood up and grabbed the cold piece of food in his hands. He watched it for one second before furrowing his blond brows and growing.

“Fuck off bastard, I don’t want your shitty food!” And threw the meat to the human’s feet.

The human tilted his head slightly, not impressed at all by his display. Then his eyes widened slightly and grinned mischievously, “Wait a second, you’re the mutt with a loud mouth.” He stared at Katsuki as if he had done something really bad and he had pity.

He looked back at him and then at the wolf he slapped before punching Katsuki on his stomach with the metal bar. The blond grunted in pain and fell on his ass, clutching his abdomen while growling at the man.

“See that, old mutt? This one’s gonna take your place. You should thank your friend for granting you one more day on earth.”  The man opened the cage and Katsuki’s eyed widened and was ready to pounce again when the man hit him with the bear on the head and everything turned black again.

He woke up slowly, his head pounding aggressively from the hit and from the artificial light that was hitting his eyes directly.

He stepped forward only to found his wrists were chained against the wall.

“Oh—“ he wanted to scream to the fucking skies but noticed a black muzzle on his mouth, blocking any scents he could smell and only allowing him to growl to himself.

He looked around the room; it was grey and the walls seemed to be eaten. He couldn’t smell it but he supposed it smelled musky and old. The light were too bright and it hurt to direct his sight to them.

He also noticed he wasn’t the only one there.

There were at least, three other wolves in the room; one was laying on his stomach, limbs sprawled and head turned to one side. Katsuki felt dread and his heart started pounding when he noticed the huge bite on their neck, blood still fresh. He tilted his head to the second wolf and noticed it was a male, curled up like a ball with his eyes closed. He seemed sleeping but Katsuki knew better, after looking at him closely, he noticed another bite on his cheek and surrounding his right eye while he had claw marks on his abdomen.

The third one was still alive, Katsuki’s breathing was aggressive now. He wouldn’t admit it but he was scared.

The female was dying; she was breathing heavily while clutching a wound on her yugular. Katsuki winced, impossible to be saved and he felt like mourning the wolf already.

She was pressed against the opposite wall and was staring at Katsuki with unfocused green eyes.

If he couldn’t talk to her, then he would try and do it the old way.

Katsuki lowered his head in a kind of submission and visibly tensed his body, he growled and grunted at her direction, hoping she would get the message: what’s the danger?

The she-wolf didn’t answered back nor seemed to react at all, so Katsuki tilted his head away and waited for her time to come.

After a few seconds, he heard her barely audible voice.

“...W...Wolf…” what’s the only thing she said before dropping her hand from her neck and closing her eyes.

Katsuki wanted to howl and mourn her, but the only thing he did was drop his head and whine slightly.

Wolf? A wolf did this?

He felt sick. He couldn’t believe one of their kind did this to her—to the other two. Why would they? He refused to believe it.

A metal door opened at the end of the room and three men entered. One entered with a leash while the other to had guns pointed at Katsuki, real guns. He growled at them and started thrashing aggressively against the chains.

The men laughed and started making kissing noices and whistling, taunting Katsuki further.

“Here doggy, we’re not going to harm you. At least, not us.” They laughed again when they were in front of him. The man with the leash adjusted in around his neck so quickly, Katsuki didn’t even noticed when it was around his neck. He choked on his tongue slightly, it was way too tight.

One of the men unlocked his cuffs and he was quickly yanked with the leash, forced to walk when he felt the guns on his back.

“Start walking mutt, we don’t have all the time.”

He was still resisting but the men kept shoving him forward while the man with the leash tugged without mercy, burning the material on Katsuki’s naked skin. He was still to proud to submit so the journey from the room to—he didn’t knew where the fuck they were going—, was slow.

With his nose blocked, now he depended on his eyesight to drink the place. But honestly once he was out, he couldn’t recognize the kind of place he was in.

He tried not to be obvious as he looked around but still one of the men gripped his hair and forced him in a bowing position, it made his blood burn. He felt as if he was submitting to this bastards.

He kept his grip on Katsuki’s hair even when a heavy metal door was opened and the night breeze blew through his face, his eyes widened at that. He stared at the ground and saw the dust covered in the car wheels’ shape. A light was starting to appear in front of him.

He tried to raise his head and was rewarded with the hit of a gun.

“Hghh—!” He grunted and yanked at the tight leash on his neck. A hand grabbed him by the metal collar around his neck.

“Shut up dog, you’ll soon scream and fight all you want.”

Another old metal door, more bright lights. This time, shouts and whistles were clear as water.

Yeah, just like the scent of fresh blood and pheromones.

No, fucking hell. The old woman was right, these are shitty pit fights.

As soon as they reached the doors, the leash was untightened from his neck and removed pretty fast. Katsuki whipped his body in an almost-like-whiplash motion towards the closing doors and threw himself to them. Banging them loudly.

“Open up, shitheads! I’m going to kill you!”

‘Looks like our challenger is pretty scared. Let’s give him a warm welcome, shall we?’ A voice in an intercom sounded amused before more whistles sounded. Katsuki looked around and just noticed the ruckus around him. He stared at a huge audience.

By looking at them, he had the chance to observe the place while a stupid human howled loudly, babbling nonsense.

The ceiling was tall and resistant, the room was huge, on his right and left sides there were humans cheering and screaming, protected by solid metal bars. Now taking a good look at the place, it was a huge cage.

He was in a storage room. A goddam storage room.

It was too much; the noise, the howls from the humans, the bright white lights from the ceiling, the way they slammed their hands against the bars. It made his skin crawl and made him sharp at the human’s outside bars.

‘Our blond pal looks lonely, shall we end that?’

The crowd cheered on response, slamming their hands against the bar.

‘Let’s see who’s the contender of tonight!’

The crowd started cheering and chanting a name that began with a T, but it was inaudible thanks to the sound bouncing on the roof, creating lows echos.

The doors opposite to him opened loudly, a white faced girl stumbled inside and snarled at the guards who pushed her into the cage. Katsuki noticed a few things; she wasn’t escorted inside with a leash or a fucking muzzle like him and that was definitely grin, not a snarl. She also seemed to be in a better condition than him or any of the wolves in the dark room.

He couldn’t smell her no thanks to the goddam muzzle but he could recognize she was also a wolf, quite obvious given the sharp canines and the almost visible black rune on the center of her chest.

The crowd didn’t seemed disappointed as they started clapping and exchanging money quickly.

The blond girl tilted her body and waved her head happily to a small dark window on the upper part of the room, Katsuki didn’t noticed that part.

The first thing Katsuki did was try and voice his complain, “Oi!” He couldn’t operate too well his mouth under the restrictions of the muzzle. Katsuki started pulling it from everywhere.

‘Looks like our lady is ready to begin today’s match! Let’s see if our muzzled boy can handle her.’

Match. After all the old lady and the dying wolf were right; this filthy creatures, lusting for blood, forced wolves to kill each other for entertainment? So they can stop doing the disgusting job of massacring them?

The female approached Katsuki with bouncing steps and a huge smile that gave him the chills.

“Aw, I know it’s uncomfortable! Let me help you out of it.” She extended her hands towards Katsuki but his instincts growled at him to step away; this girl was a threat and he couldn’t show it was bothering him. He couldn’t growl or show his teeth to tell her to fuck off, so Katsuki firmly pushed her on the shoulders when she was one hair away from touching the muzzle on his mouth.

She laughed and stepped closer again, “I’m just trying to help! Or perhaps you wish to be on a disadvantage?”

Katsuki said nothing, couldn’t actually and allowed the female to unlock his right muzzle with a tense posture, it felt on the floor after a few seconds and before Katsuki could say, “Thanks, you creep”, he was slammed against the floor. The girl on top of him with her foot stomping roughly on his neck. Katsuki started choking aggressively, he didn’t fucking expected her to attack that fast.

The crowd started cheering once they noticed their positions and their noise became a blur on the back of his head when he engaged in his fighting mode.

He choked when she applied more pressure but Katsuki grabbed her ankle with both hands and tried to slam her too against the ground but the move was lame; she didn’t even touched floor but slipped off Katsuki, giving him just seconds to breathe correctly.

She giggled and threw a punch directed to his throat but Katsuki managed to block the attack by raising both of his arms and absorbing the punch with it, with speed he grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her back while still breathing heavily, she didn’t howled in pain.

“Why are you doing this? You are only amusing the bastards outside this prison!” He said on his mother tongue and she had the nerve to look sheepish.

“Sorry! I don’t speak the mother tongue, never had the chance or simply the necessity.” Katsuki’s eyes widened, every wolf was supposed to know the mother tongue, at least understand it.

“You disgust me, insulting your race like this.”

“Can’t understand you!” She giggled and stomped on his feet by then quickly kicking him on the groin. Katsuki growled and roared when he felt her sharp canines sinking on the juncture between his neck and shoulder, the girl pulled away with no delicacy and liked the blood on her lips.

Katsuki cupped his hand there and felt how his warm blood started soaking his fingers, she deliberately didn’t pierced his yugular, it was just a lesser vein she sucked. How could she attack him that easily? Not that Katsuki was dumb or some shit but he couldn’t grasp why she didn’t had a problem attacking her own kind. Weren’t they supposed to be forced? There was no guilt in her psycho face and this time Katsuki was really pissed off. That bitch was going to pay for it.

She chanted creepily how his blood was sweet and Katsuki saw the moment her legs tensed ready to pounce. He removed his hand from between his shoulder and neck noticing the bleeding wasn’t too deep, so he countered and launched himself before her.

It was disgusting giving a show to the fucking humans but what else he could do? This psycho was going to kill him if he just cowered and ran around the cage and Katsuki definitely was no coward and never ran from a fight.

They rolled around the floor and despite being taller than her, he still ended up with several bite marks on his arms and one in palm on his hand. Katsuki didn’t admitted it but he was fucking exhausted.

The crowd screamed crazily, thinking the fight was about to be over when she walked towards him and yanked him by the metal collar on his neck.

“Ah, thanks.” She smiled, “I just needed to win this fight to be selected.” She seemed a bit tired or so he supposed given the way her chest raised heavily and the red blooming bruises on her arms. Katsuki may say he had no choice but he really wasn’t proud at all of causing her damage despite a part of himself saying she deserved it.

He spat blood on the floor before looking her at the eye, “Really? You’re going to be a pampered house pet? Gonna lick the human’s boots so they can feed ya from a fucking bowl? Then I’m glad I lost.” He spat at her on Japanese.

“You’re strong!” She complimented out of the blue, “Maybe they’ll select you too.”

Katsuki snarled and wished the was more blood to spit at her face, “No thanks, mutt. I’ll rather die than be a fucking pet like you.”

She eyed the crowd for a moment and showed her sharp teeth and said, “As you wish.” Before eyeing his yugular with interest.

Before she could sink her teeth deeply on her neck, an alarm buzzed on his collar, turning a small dot green. And like the obedient mutt she was, stopped immediately at the sound and looked at Katsuki’s collar.

“They want you alive after all,” and licked the stripe of blood on his neck. He pushed her away further and immediately felt something choking his neck again. It was the fucking leash, he didn’t noticed the fucking humans entering the cage.

“It was fun fighting with you!” She waved and watched Katsuki being dragged away, muzzle now in his mouth, towards the gates.

He didn’t recalled dozing on the way back to the room but he suddenly woke up there just like the first time, dark and cold. His body was aching and his neck burned like a bitch.

“Now you see.” The old woman said in front of his cage.

He spat on the floor the metallic liquid and licked his chapped lips.

“She was fucking crazy. This is fucking crazy.”

“I’m surprised you survived, honestly. Did you win? Did you… murdered the other wolf?”

“That bitch made me bite the fucking dust.” He admitted with humiliation, “But said they wanted me alive.”

“A crazy bitch? I think you fought against Toga Himiko.” She mused out loud.

The woman sighed and the way she rested her head on the bars was audible, “Get used to it, pup.”

Katsuki grunted and touched his neck, well, at least they did a shitty job patching him up, there was a huge chance of it getting infected but he didn’t gave a fuck right now. He rested on his back and closed his eyes, a fucking headache was coming. Again.

If his notion of the time was correct, he’ll say he’d been here for at least two weeks and a half and most of the days they forced him and the rest to fight wolves.

The first time he refused, they used the electric batons. The intensity was too overwhelming and they reduced him into a whimpering mess, bruised and bloodied. That was beyond humiliation, he’ve never cried out at any rough treatment yet the bastards almost made him submit.

The other wolf was lucky, Katsuki’s rough beating was enough show and they didn’t fought. Katsuki never saw that wolf a second time. Still, they left him one day to ‘rest’ his wounds before dragging him again to another fight.

Just like the first time, he refused to touch a single hair of the other wolf even if he mauled around the cage. He was no fun or so that’s what the humans said. They thought Katsuki would give a show like he did on the forest, he would, happily, if his opponent was any human outside of the bars.

“Disappointing, truly.” Said the men as they kicked him inside his cage again. He could even stand, he was beaten to a pulp and he was sure his left wrist was sprained real badly. His lips were chapped and tasted salty and like cooper too. He had blunt bite marks on his shoulder and arm; a pretty rough fella apparently tried to bite him to death but Katsuki managed to sink his somewhat large nails on his face, drawing out blood. The dry blood that was currently on his cheeks. He won that fight after the wolf scurried away, first victory in weeks.

After the humans closed room, the old lady spoke, “Fight. If you continue doing nothing out there you’ll die.” She’d been a few times out; sometimes she returned stumbling weakly and others squeaky clean with the air of sweat and blood clinging to her old rags.

“I’ll rather die… I won’t kill for their entertainment.”

“And for your own survival?”

Katsuki said nothing, and the old woman  continued, “Those traitors made a choice; decided to betray the words of our original Alpha, Nana Shimura.” Katsuki perked up at that and others raised their head too.

“You are not even in your prime, pup. Are you really gonna waste your life like this? At least put some effort on it.”

Katsuki huffed, “Yeah? And what do you suggest doing? As you can see, I’m fucking locked in this shithole while starving and getting my wounds infected.”

“We all are.” She said, “I attack those who spat on our Alpha’s name. I never touch the ones who can’t fight back, but I can see you do neither.” She looked at his wounds. “Think it over, pup.”

Katsuki asked her one time, “You’ve tried escaping on fullmoon?” And she laughed.

“Like hell we’ve tried! They dose ya with tranquilizer’s for bears when the fullmoon’s near. They track the lunar calendar daily and knock us out for a the whole night. Surely the transition happens but we can’t remember. Perhaps in the next moon you’ll know.”

And Katsuki sighed in frustration.

He woke up to the sound of loud whispers and hushed voices. It wasn’t uncommon for the wolves to socialize late at night, it was their nature after all. But the way they were talking was quick and harsh.

He blinked his eyes open and took a look to the room; everyone was looking at his direction and suddenly he realized they were talking to him.

“Hey pup! Wake up!”

“The cage, the cage, the cage!”

“Come on quickly, somebody wake him.”

He quickly snapped up and growled fully at the voices.

“What the hell?” He said and a wolf replied with a ‘look, at the other side of that cage.’ And Katsuki looked at the piece of metal hanging from his neighboring cage.

He also noticed the half scrubbed blood on the floor and frowned. What happened while he was lights out? He could’ve asked but the pressure of the others was eating his patience.

He tried to stick his hand through the bars and found himself pressing his whole chest against the cold metal, and swatted his hand in the floor until he touched a rough and pointy surface; the piece of metal was quite loose and it’s borders were unusually sharp, definitely the wolf on that cage was responsible of its sharp edges.

With a quick tug of his wrist, the long piece of metal went with him and Katsuki stumbled back, at his success, the others whimpered and howled like true wolves.

“Shut up, they will come and see!” He said and perked at any sound from outside the cage before trying to open the lock as patient as possible. Not that the insisting voices and eyes were helping at all.

After the third try he heard a click and a quiet exhale escaped the old lady.

“He did it.”

“Get out.”

“Come on hurry! Leave!”

Katsuki opened slowly his cage as to not make a sound and tried the lock on the old lady’s cage. It opened too. He could feel the scent of the other wolves rising with hope and adrenaline.

“The plan?” She said and Katsuki was a bit proud an older wolf asked for his opinion.

“Let’s free all of them, kick back their fucking ass and leave this shithole.” And so they did.

They tried to free all of them in record time and the adrenaline in the place was palpable, as well as the rage and anxiety. They were going to wait for the human to come on a couple of minutes, then they were going to escape the room. After that, leaving the place was the first option. No one knew where the other wolves were kept.

The door creaked horribly, the familiar and disgusting figure appeared and in less than two seconds everyone was on him. Biting and scratching on his body. He screamed for a moment before a dirty hand covered his mouth and suddenly the word went limp. A few heads tilted their heads to the door. There was no alpha; when the door was opened, they truly made honor to the name of pack of wild dogs.

Katsuki ran. That was the last part of the plan. Then he was on his own. The old lady said, “Look for an exit upstairs! The building is underground.”

“Where are you going?” He demanded her.

“Looking for someone. You go away, pup. Save yourself, escape and run far away from here!” And then she was gone. He didn’t knew if that was the last he was going to see her. He then ran too.

And suddenly in a few moments the sirens blared, the humans in black armor arrived and the wolves threw themselves at them with rage, instincts glaring wildly. He would have joined the fight, but returning with his pack was more important now. That was pretty much the thought on everyone’s head.

The fucking place had a maze like structure with no windows except for—

He snapped his head up towards the ventilation duct on the corridor, trying to come up with a plan. But that went to the trash when he heard the quick gunshots not so far from where he was.

With aching bones, he pulled the bars fruitlessly. Each second was palpable and the screams rang constantly on his head.

On the sixth attempt, he pulled the bars and stumbled back.

“Over there, can see one!” Shit. Bakugou cursed and crawled as fast as possible in the small vent. The humans started firing and Katsuki growled when a bullet grazed his thigh. This are definitely not tranquilizers. He felt the blood spurting from his skin and ignored it.

The humans were slow, he was already far away from the entrance and the heavy equipment on their backs wouldn’t allow them to crawl inside.

“Go to the office! Send an electric shock to all the collars in range.”Katsuki swirled louder this time and hurried his steps.

He kept crawling until he felt a cold breeze brushing his cheeks. Katsuki breathed out and saw everything dark outside, he looked closer and saw yellow dots on the horizon, not too far from him. He desperately started kicking the bars again while anticipating the aggressive pull in his whole body.

He slammed his whole body against the metal and almost fell into the outside while doing so, the bars were out of his way and he couldn’t really control the loud and harsh laugh.

He peeked his head and breathes deeply the air; it smelled cooperly, perhaps that was his blood, and earthly but also a rotten smell was in the air. He honestly enjoyed it for a second.

The building wasn’t underground like everyone thought it was, it explained why he found an exit so soon. A louder alarm blared and his sensible hearing was affected.  He strongly clenched his jaw and looked down; a fall from here wouldn’t be that fatal but he wouldn’t get away immaculately. The worst scenario was a broken bone.

At least there was a couple of bushes were he could land.

Fuck it all. He had no time to think.

Crawling like an insect, he pulled his whole body and jumped, closing his eyes as he anticipated the pain.

He landed with a loud thud, hissing as his cheeks were stained with large, red cuts. His left arm hit like a bitch and his head pounded aggressively. He raised on wobbly legs, blood still trickling down his thigh, and stumbled forward when his vision was still blurry. He had to escape the fucking place.

And suddenly a small beep sounded near him and his head snapped towards his collar. He picked up the closet object around, a quite heavy rock, and started smashing the collar aggressively, not really caring about the pain in his neck now.

He hit it strongly and the alarm stopped, along with other functions in the collar, however, he couldn’t pull it off. Whatever, if the collar had a tracking device, he couldn’t be found now. He let go of the rock and started running as fast as he could.

There was too much adrenaline and even fear in his body, so much that he didn’t registered where he was heading. He didn’t even noticed the dirt and trash grazing at his feet. He never looked back and he felt no relief at the lack of sound behind him.

When he thought he was far enough to turn, he saw shadows moving everywhere; the hunched figures in short groups that ran with no destiny were definitely wolves and the bulkier figures humans. Thankfully no one was heading directly his way and he wasn’t going to wait and see. He went directly to the city of lights.

He reached there in minutes, his body started to realize he was in pain and he was exhausted. He didn’t allowed himself any breaks.

Katsuki entered through the shadows of the city; the dark alleys and abandoned buildings. Trying to avoid the neon lights and the crowd, which was quite hard considering he was in goddam Tokyo.

Katsuki walked—attempted to and fell to the floor. He had lost so much blood already and his feet were burning.

Looking up, he started at the small building. Not a single light on and— perhaps it was his tiredness or the fact he was about to faint—his brain ordered him to enter the building. He walked heavily to the backside and startled climbing the rusty stairs not really caring where his was going.

He stopped when he saw an opened window and pushed it up further, crawling through it and landing ungraciously on the cold floor. His blood tainting the white tiles. The cold was alright, it cooled his body and his breath started slowing down. He rested his head on the wall and closed his heavy eyes.

This was alright, he could stay like this.

Actually, Katsuki really enjoyed those five minutes of absolute silence before someone bursted the door open and turned the lights on.

Fucking hell, I can’t even bleed out in peace. He thought  

“What are you doing in my house?” The voice asked in a failed attempt of masking his fear, Katsuki just gruntled at the sudden light.

Silence passed and Katsuki heard an inhale of air.

“What the—?” Footsteps crawled closer, Katsuki’s heart sped up and his eyes snapped open, snarling automatically and the subject in front of him.

A short man with ridiculous green curls was just a few steps away from him, face morphed in genuine concern. He flinched slightly at Katsuki’s behavior but didn’t moved from his place.

“Oh god, what happened to you?” The human said and Katsuki’s scowl deepened.