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How long has it been 1120 was sitting up and looking around seeing the little creature doing its strange shit again…

The only good thing about this situation is learning the twoleg terms, like their paws have two different names mattering which ones you're speaking off, hands which don't have pads they got fingers and feet the ones they walk with. Which is strange enough but don't get me started on the bandage, blanket, bed, and clothes they are all made out of what they call cloth. 

Still referring to the bed as a nest though it’s just less of a hassle. 

This twolegs call themselves humans no clue why but they do that, and this area is called a room…There rooms not dens.

Also the fact that all two-Humans have the curse well they call it quirks was a surprising revolution but it makes sense how eye swirls or orange…I still need a better name for that bitch. Yellow is Snake now and leaf eye lost the leaf but now has a black thing so their name still works.

From what I know, Snakes quirk is something that makes objects extend and stretch like a muscle…It's odd but the she-twoleg needed to be holding or touching whatever she wanted to use her curse on.

Now I got a guess as to what Leaf faces quirk is from the foggy memories that keep appearing, something about his teeth and memories. Not fully sure what the correlation is, maybe biting? Wait, was I bitten by leaf?

Lastly orange’s or swirls curse, it's something with his eyes and orders. After he told me to be quiet I couldn't make loud sounds for days I now can but it was annoying to put it lightly.

Scarface though…Still no clue I wonder the deal with the green shit though. Not sure I want to know either. And there quirk or curse what ever the fuck you wanna call it is a complete mystery still.

I do wonder one thing: if quirks or curses are so common for humans why do I have one? From what I remember my mom was the only other quirked cat I have met…Unless these curses are just more common in different animals.

He laid down, turning over to stare at his paws shifting into his larger form to stretch his wings.

If that train of thought is true then what animals is it more common in? I doubt it's common in rabbits, or other small animals. I can't say much about dogs since running is more important than seeing if it's cursed. Maybe weasels? Honestly I have only seen one so I can't say. Deer? I have seen 2 not enough to make a concussion…But if I am going off of cats it's at least 1/100 cats but it could be even higher like 1/1000 cats but I only have met like 80 cats in my lifetime…But i never asked so I can't really say or tell how many of them were quirked.  

A loud click echoed in the empty room looking over showed that it was just leaf face who's gotten into the habit of coming in here and trying to pet me…I am not sure why the dumbass keeps trying.

Leaf looked up at him and flitched at his transformed self starting to stalk in much…much slower. Coming down into the normal spot with a strange thing in his pa- hands, he opened it and sat down. He was just quietly sitting there with said thing for a long moment and he decided to ignore the dumbass.

Turning over and walking over to the bowls he drank out of it letting his long fluffy tail sway back and forth perking his ears up he heard Leaf cursing and looking back he could see that he was looking at one of the glowing boxes.

“Great, we got to set you up for a strength test again…”

He tensed up the last time he heard those words. He was thrown into a cage with a starving dog. It was a nasty fight…That he won since that dumb mutt isn't alive anymore but it broke his leg bone and almost ripped his tail off before he could transform. Once he transformed the dog was dwarfed by his largest transformation size grabbing its hind legs and front with his talons pulling to rip it in half. Was extremely effective though.

All the twolegs-Humans Fuck I need to get better at that avoided him except for scar face which got me dragged into that damn room with all those humans…

Shaking out of his thoughts he saw leaf face grabbing the leash with a gulp.

“Please behave so we don't have to make this way harder than it needs to be” Leaf sounded like a begging kit.

He was only tolerating leaf face and the leash is for a few reasons one leaf does not drag him around with the damn thing. It also allows him to sniff some of the other rooms and get a better idea of what's in them.

Leaf entered the cage and clipped the thing on him Snake, and swirls bursted through the door falling onto each other, well more of Snake falling onto swirls and they both started to squawk like chickens.

“Get off of me Muramoto” The shorter guy tried to push off the much larger and stronger she-human.

“Naaah you're quite comfy if I do say so myself” Snake grind down like a kit that finally pinned their littermate.

Leaf face looked so done with the other two but just leaned against the wall holding the leash. This allowed him to get a good sniff of leaf face and to see behind the desk in the corner that was next to the door. 

Snake looked up “Hey dumbass you ready to get the creatu-” She cut off her sentence and stared down at him like he grew another head.

Looking up at Leaf face he had the face of the cat that ate the canary “He seems to like me”

“Dumbass you went into the cage alone with no one else around?! What would have happened if it attacked you in that transformed state?”

“I lose another eye or limb, that's really it though” He shrugged and swirl escaped from the she-human. 

“I must agree with Muramoto that was idiotic Sawaya” he started the lecture.

“You could of died you fucking idiot” He stood looking down at Snake who looked content to stay on the floor. 

This made leaf face shrivel a bit “I didn't think of that…”

“Do you ever think?” Snake snapped out sitting up on the floor looking at him making them eye level with each other.

“Enough of this Ashikaga” the she-human smacked the tom-human in the snout.

“Let's get going before the new boss gets pissy with us.” Swirls was trying and failing to struggle out of her grip.

Leaf face started to walk out the door and into the hallway going down it in the direction of the damn fighting room. He looked back at the other two while 1120 took this chance to smell under one of the doors; it smelled like blood and feces; the quiet yowling of cats could be heard from inside. “Oh which room are we going to again?”

“I think it was room 285?” that was snakes voice

Leaf groaned loudly “That's Over half way across this facility”  

“You're the one who read the thing wrong” swirls snarked. 

“Then proceeded to message us to get to the cage saying ‘oh it's only 8 rooms over lets do this’” Yellow snapped from behind.

“You should have known not to trust me, with direction’s” leaf face retorts. 

As they walked on the smell of blood got steadily stronger, causing unease to settle within him. Leaf faces laughing had him trying to focus on what they were going on about if only to settle his nerves.  

“Couldn't even get around my own elementary school back then” he mumbled to himself, though snake heard and pounced on the weakness. 

“Did you get lost and need to call mommy” She mocked him, nudging his arm.

“W-what no I didn't ?!” leaf squealed in offense.

Swirl was trying extremely hard to not laugh in the corner from what he could tell sniffing around was just making him anxious but the walking was kind of nice but looking up to the side wall seeing the number 89.

“What do you think Ashikaga” snake snickered. 

Swirl snapped out of his quiet laughter and stopped to think about it for a second “Huh ... Yah he probably did call his mommy for help.” His face near the end shifted to a sickening smile.

“When we get back to the damn dorm you both are getting your asses beat” Leaf gave them both a glare.

“Sure mister one eye, whatever you say.” swirl mocked leaf and his single eye. 

“Oh thats it Muramoto do you want to tell Ashikaga how we caught this furball since your plan so spectacularly worked” he mocked right back causing Snake to freeze.

Swirl quirked an eyebrow looking at them both “I thought your plan worked since you caught 1120.”

“Well it didn't go exactly to plan, but we still caught him right?” She awkwardly laughed.

Leaf face grind “Thats a Fucking understatement wasnt the plan for you to use your quirk on your weapon to trip him?”

“Well I didn't think it would duck” she retorted back.

“The only reason we caught it was because it got too close to me” Leaf sounded proud of himself but Swirl was looking them both up and down.

Swirl sighed “Most plans do implode when contact with an enemy happens.”

Looking up at the wall again revealed that they are at door 279 the blood scent increased making him want to pull back or run as they approached. 

“Looks like we are here already” 

Entering the room was filled with a sickly strong smell of blood that assaulted his nose. The room itself was quite empty to say the least, nothing but a large caged pit in the middle with shiny walls on all sides. 

Scarface strolled out a door opposed to them. He wore the same thing he always wore those black and white clothes.  “Finally you're here, what in the world took you three so long?” 

“Funny story Bos-Sir , Sawaya here miss read the numbers thinking we were going to room 28 and not 285.”

“Well next time be punctual”

“Of course Sir, wouldn't happen again” not a bone in leafs body moved until scar held out his hand for the damn leash. 

Leaf hesitated, looking down at him to the leash and back to scarface, who was getting inpatient. 

I might not want this but i'll save you the trouble, dumbass.

“Give it here so we can put 1120 into the pit“

He ripped away from their arms and went over to the arena's door. One of the other humans saw this and ran over to him, unclipping the leash.

“At least one of you knows how to follow basic orders” then he left the room heading back into the other room.

Leaf flinched at the remark but made no comment walking over to the other two, who were giving small glares to Scar- the door slid open he walked into the pit again being assaulted with the vile smell, lucky he was still in his cursed form…well quirked form. 

“Good boy 1120” his fur brussels at the comment. 

Looking around the arena locking eyes on the writhing pack of dogs, and to make it worse the only thing holding them back were these pathetic flimsy leather straps. 

Im going to be fucking killed. He scanned the arena for an exit, of course why would there be one .   He standed only slightly taller than the dogs since he couldn't get larger with the low ceiling. Sadly this seemed to be a much smaller arena then the other one.

The first dog was released lashing forward at a rapid speed opening its jaws attempting to grab his neck; he swung his talons up and hit the dogs snout. He needed to get space, flapping his wings to push back caused him to hit that same low ceiling giving the dog an opening to grab his leg. The dog whipped its head to try and pull his leg out of its socket. Letting the dog pull him forward he leaned into it to reduce the possible wounds landing hard on his own snout and kicking back at the dog that was now attempting to grab his side.  He smacked it with his wing twisting out of the way of another harsh bite.

Another beast was released onto him growling loudly charging right for his injured leg, the only noticeable weakness he had. As quickly as he could he jumped over it, raking his talons down its back as the other dog lunged and clamped down onto his outstretched wing making the bone let out a sickening snap that sent them both into a roll down into the wall. Kicking off the damn mutt he got to his paws lashing his tail and screeching. 

There's still three more that haven't been released… I'm barely standing after just two.. I wish the other 3 two-humans would at least take me back to my fucking cage. 

He lunged for the dog that staggered at the noise attempting to grab its neck, the dog retaliated by pushing its leg into his jaw while grabbing onto his scruff it stood on its hind legs over him. He matched it standing on his hind legs in his peripheral vision he noticed another one of the dogs coming for him, getting an idea he pushed the dog he was wesling right into the charging one causing both of the mutts to crash to the ground. Taking a breath he felt another smaller dog crashed into him. Shit another was released. 

He craned his neck to bite down on the smaller mutt yanking it off and whipping it at the wall this seemed to be the smallest of the 5... 

Is it dead? Hope it burns in hell if so. 

The smaller dog seemed to stop moving for the most part looking to the other two dogs that growled and lunged seeing the one with the snout injury we went low to the ground becoming smaller then making himself larger under the mutt to claw its underside causing it to let out a pitiful whimper. 

Dropping to the ground breathing heavy looking to the side he saw another dog be released and the original back raked one was on top of him he let his body fall back onto the panting one kicking up at the beasts underside and rolling off the jumping back for more space he was met with teeth on his tail which pulled him back harshly. 

It capitalized and grabbed onto his hindleg and ripped some skin off he whirled around grabbing onto its snout with his teeth biting down. One of his sharpened teeth made a mark over its eye causing the mutt to release him. Giving him a precious moment to breathe and maybe kill these two dogs before the final comes out. 

Getting up he ran for the closes dog and got a clean hit on its neck finally able to push it straight into the fucking wall making a sicking snap. The last dog that was still free ran at him and latched onto his side causing him to yowl. He flashed his talons and raked them down the side of the damn mutt causing it to cower in a corner.

The final one was the largest of the group, and it was released the moment he had air. Running the best he could to get more space. But this pit was so small that it didn't take much effort for it to catch up with him and pounce onto his leg, yanking him back. He let out a yowling screech as he landed on his broken wing, vision going dark for a split secant 

The smell of blood and rain mixed in his nose, his group half dead. Dogs were everywhere, maybe ten or so. 

“What do we do Russel?! We're surrounded and most of our group is dead!” star, a white and brown she-cat desperately asked their leader. 

“I DON’T FUCKING KNOW” the brown tabby tom named Russel snaped out. 

Another tom cat looked at them “There dead we need to run” this one was a long black coat.

“But were you mouse brained-” a dog snapped out at the cat that spoke.

“Im getting the fuck out of here no matter whar, whos with me” he shouted out to the remaining group, already starting to run down a different ally away form the group a dog followed after the poor cat.

The cats started to scatter in all directions, some of them hid in small places others ran into the alleys around the junkyard. No one noticed the she-cat protecting her single kit inside the tube.

Getting to his paws he grabbed the dog pushing his form larger even though the grate from above pushed painfully into his back and broken wing. Nailing the dog to the ground and holding onto it until it stopped struggling. 

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