Bungou Stray Dogs [Oneshots]

Atsushi | Control

It's been a while I know
Thank you all sm for almost 70k reads
There not enough Atsushi fics and 90% of them are soft so I took this one in a different direction hehe enjoy
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The loud thud of your shoes hitting against the cement floor echoed through the abandoned factory as you sprinted down the hallway. Glass cracked as you trampled over it, allowing the shards to slide in all directions. Small blotches of muck and dirt had taken ahold of your shoes and trouser legs but you didn't care. You just ran as fast as you could and as far as you could.

Right left then right again you ran without a set destination. You needed to get away. Escape or hide? Those two words were at war in your mind constantly reminding you what would happen if you didn't pick one. You were currently on the eighth floor of an abandoned factory that used to specialize in the production of medicine. Long forgotten it laid silent in suburban hills of Yokohama undisturbed for thirty years, until now.

You rounded another corner, too fast for you own good. Your vision was limited and the lack of oxygen was making you hazy. Catching your foot on a rusted piece of metal, you finally ceased your movement. Crashing through what seemed to be an old supply closet you hit the ground hard.

Fuck

Shuffling on floor you heaved, coughing and spluttering. Slowly picking yourself up you spun around onto your butt and inspected your foot. There was a small enough wound on your shin that was now beginning to bleed.

Stupid feet
Stupid factory
I'm gonna need a tetanus shot after this

You placed your hand onto the wound allowing yourself a moment to catch your breath. Breathing heavily you calmed yourself and slowly began to stand up again to continue your escape.

*Scratch*

You halted your movements

*Scratch*

Your eyes widened as you began to panic. "No there no way I'm on the other side of the building how did"

*Scratch*

The sound was now more notably closer that the last two times. Panic and fear began to set in as you realized how truly fucked you were. The supply closet that you currently resided in had no door due to your slip up earlier. Only empty boxes and shelves. You sat in the middle of the room so that if anyone or anything walked by they'd most certainly notice your shaking form.

*SCRATCH*

The thing creating this eire sound was now only a corner away. You dragged yourself across the floor to the wall of the room and hunched yourself behind one of the empty shelves. Your back was now pressed flat against the cold wall staring into the small four by four room. It was dark and the only light being emitted was coming from the bright blue moon that had taken control of the sky. It's blue rays shone through the dusty windows of the factory and lit the entrance of the room for you.

The thing that had been chasing you was now almost in line with the doorway. You couldn't help but tremble when images of its features flashed through your mind. Sharp claws, fangs, fur? Like some kind of predator it chased you. The worst part of it all was it's eyes. Those deep yellow eyes that wanted nothing more than to rip you to bloody pieces. You began to tremble as your breathing became labored. Placing a hand over your mouth and nose you held your breath. The other hand was around your ankle desperately trying to keep in the red liquid.

A silhouette of the creature was illuminated by the moonlight. It's shadow cast onto the floor in front of you in the closet. Even from its outline you could make out its features. The long sharp claws that had left a permanent mark along the factory walls along with its hunched over posture. You took a deep breath in and closed your eyes, shaking and pleading to whoever was listening to let you survive this situation. You begged in your mind hoping, praying that someone would listen.