maladaptive daydreaming

Prologue

Breathing heavily, your feet quietly hit the ground in a sprint. The footsteps behind you are steady and calculated, impressed that they are able to keep up, you turn another corner into another alley way in the big city you call home. Hoisting yourself up onto the nearest fire escape, you quickly turn around and throw a small, sharp knife into the thigh of your target. "AGH" they scream, falling to the ground. Quickly, they pull out the knife and stand up. "you should not of done that" you say confidently. They look up at you in confusion, "I hit the artery in your thigh, it should be extremely painful right now, and since you pulled that out, your going to bleed out even quicker" you stare down at them. "You bitch!" the target pulls out a gun and shoots. You jump down the fire escape, dodging the bullets coming at you. As quickly as possible you disarm him and step on his knife wound, immobilizing him even more. "Your fucking crazy!!" he yells. 

Looking down at him you say "money is money, you should know that better than anyone, Davatello". His eyes widened "I-I needed it f-for my little s-sisters surgery! you m-must understand!". You look down at him with no emotion or sympathy in your eyes. "money is money" you say as you swiftly pulled out a gun and shoot him in the head.

Hearing sirens in the distance, you pulled yourself up onto the fire escape once again and make it to the roof. You start jumping from roof to roof, letting your h/c hair out of the braids you usually keep them in, to help keep them out of the way during your 'jobs'.

You make it onto the roof of your temporary, rundown hotel building, jumping down onto your balcony. Taking your combat boots off, you slide open the door and put them in the sink to wash for the small amount of blood that got on them.

This was your life. You were known as Shinigami, or the bringer of death in the world of law breaking. You were the highest requested vigilante/ assassin in the world. You jump from city to city, country to country, very often so you would not be found out.

You strip your clothes and fill the bathtub with hot water. As you slowly lower yourself into the bathtub, you relax and close your eyes. Breathing in and out, time passes and the water gets cold, you finish your business and wrap a towel around yourself.

Just as you finished getting dressed you pause mentally, somebody is watching you. How would somebody be able to see you? You are on the 23rd floor, the only window is the sliding door and you thoroughly checked the entire hotel room for cameras and microphones. Deciding it was time to move locations, grabbing your backpack, you stuff your boots from the sink in it and check if you have all your weapons, and head out the door, not even bothering to check out of the hotel.

'Maybe I should just go back to my apartment in staten island to lay low for a little while' you think to yourself. ( if you guys did not know, staten island is one of the boroughs right outside of manhattan, its also known as a dump bc it's literally trash and it's my hometown.) Agreeing with your plan, you get onto the Staten Island ferry and head home.

To kill time, you pull out your phone and pull up your crunchyroll app. You are on the last episode of season 4 of My hero Academia so you figured you might as well finish it on the way home. As your watching, you can't help but wonder what it would be like to be inside of an anime. What would your quirk be? Would you be a villain or a hero? Would hawks ask for your hand in marriage? probably not but a girl could dream.

You start to maladaptive daydream, making up scenarios on what would happen if you were there. You've heard of shifting and definitely tried but it just never worked for you. You either just fell asleep or dreamt of something completely different. At this point you accepted that it would never happen and the closest thing you have to shifting is just maladaptive dream about it.

This was the biggest escape from reality you have, besides from sleeping. Just sometimes you wished that you would never come back to this reality. You were shaken out of your thought as you realized the ferry was slowing down. Taking a deep breath in, you stood up and made your way home.

Something was off though, as you walked towards your condo, you realized that the amount of cars were starting to lessen and you haven't seen any people outside or house lights on. All of a sudden you heard screaming coming from an alleyway, eyes widening you sprint towards it, only to find nothing. The screaming got louder until it became a high pitched ring and everything turned so bright it became unbearable. You collapse the ground, curling up in a ball, your body starting aching and burning, your head started pounding, eventually you blacked out.

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I feel as if this is very sloppy but the prologue is finished and i couldnt be happier!

Feedback is very much appreciated on what i can improve on and include!

word count: 903

CHAPTERS WILL BE LONGER IN THE FUTURE!