𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑽𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 ➣ Dabi

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You can't move. Can't think. Can't fucking breathe.

And when you open your eyes, you see your parents cold and lifeless bodies lying in front of you. You want to scream, but it's like your throat has been ripped out, leaving you with no voice to scream for help, no sound as the tears trace your cheeks. You're helpless, clutching the ripped pieces of your blanket in your arms, wishing so desperately your parents are just pulling some cold-hearted trick and they're not really dying in front of you.

You reach for them, wanting to feel your mother's soft hands holding yours once again, but they suddenly vanish, and you're still underneath Endeavor's desk, tears streaming down your face.

"Did you hear that?" the hitman asks.

"Hear what?"

The man pauses, listening and you quickly cover your mouth to muffle your short breaths. "Hm. I guess it was nothing."

Endeavor's heavy footsteps start heading your way, which causes your breath to hitch and your heart to freeze. You act impulsively and quickly activate your quirk on Endeavor. He stumbles before falling to floor, coughing like it's his last breath.

You're so angry. You're pissed off but you're hurting and god, it fucking hurts. And to take that pain away, you take it out on Endeavor and you do not hold back. You rip him apart, leaving him defenseless as he lies there, hacking and coughing. You could kill him. You could end his life, right here, right now. You could strip his title of the number one hero, leaving him an unwanted memory. You could take your revenge, revenge for killing your parents. Revenge for taking Touya away from you.

Touya.

Touya.

Touya!

You stop hurting Endeavor, gasping softly as you blink, and blink, and blink. You have to call Touya. You have to tell him.

You hear Endeavor curse as he stands and storms out of the room with the hitman, slamming the door shut, leaving you alone to let your sobs release out of anger. You're so angry. So pissed off. But you don't know how to handle it so instead, you revert to the one thing you used for so many years to comfort you.

You cry.

You cry till you're so angry, you stand and shove Endeavor's desk over, which takes forever since it's so bulky. It crashes with a loud thud, the room trembling with the impact. Your chest heaves with breaths, your fists clenched at your sides, and angry tears staining the floor.

While on the verge of storming out, you hear your name being called by a familiar voice. So you unclench your fists and place them over your heart, forcing your body to slightly tremble as you stare down at the fallen desk and the contents that were once on the desk and are now scattered across the floor. Hawks rushes in and you gently lift your eyes to his.

"I. . ." you whisper, shaking your head softly. "I don't know what happened."

"Are you okay?" he questions, already next to you, checking your hands and arms for any sign of injury. "Was anyone in here with you?"

The question causes you to tense up, visibly remembering how cold-hearted Endeavor sounded when he spoke about murdering your parents to rid you from his son. But you shake your head anyway, instead stepping forward and burying your face in his neck. He hesitates for a moment, a little shocked with your actions, more so worried than usual, then his arms encircle you and he holds you close.

"Why are you crying?" he asks softly.

You shrug, knowing if you speak about it, you'll flip and let your rage consume you. He doesn't seem to pry, and instead, tucks you under his arm and leads you out of the door.