Once upon a Zombie Apocalypse

The falling dominos

At the LOV hideout
Toga's view:

This isn't good. We're lower on food than we have ever been in a while, enough to only feed these people for a few more days.. They flooded in abruptly, some saying they were from hospitals and others saying they were heading to schools to find their children.. Schools.. I wonder if the younger classes like grade 6 and under were able to get to safety.. Who am I kidding.. we were on our last legs as it was. We had already claimed most of the food from the stores in the general area, but with such a huge influx of people, we just can't keep up.

" You're holding out on us!! We need food!!" A male voice snapped as I stood watch at the front door, the man a rather.. round and small fellow, at least mid thirties. " Listen guy. We are rationing food. Just because we can give you a place to lay low doesn't mean that we have enough food to keep you all." I sighed back as a response as it clicked that this was a man that was constantly harassing other people for food and items that we gave to the elderly or mother's who were expecting such as blankets and pillows. " Listen here you little wench. You're going to walk your ass to the kitchen and bring me something to eat. " He snarled, grabbing my wrist harshly, my reflexes moving before my mind could catch up. I used my free hand to swipe the knife from my thigh belt pocket and made an aim to his upper arm. I was met with a rather disappointing result as Dabi blocked my wrist and grabbed the man's wrist that was holding onto me. " Listen. Some of us are trying to rest. Don't forget that we could easily turn you into bait. We are villains after all. Keep it down or I'll personally chop you up and feed you to the dead." He coldly glared, the man letting out a few whimpers and then a yelp as the smell of burning flesh started to rise. " And you. If you're going to kill someone this like guy, aim for the head. I rather not hear his screams when I'm napping." He scowled, my skin crawling as I gave a short nod, Dabi letting us both go as he stumbled back to his room. The man quickly went to the back of the room, furthest from me, and sat quietly as he cradled his arm. I looked at the frightened people in front of me and looked down at the knife that nearly became another murder weapon, my heart sinking as I realized I had lost my touch and had grown soft.

Shigeraki's view

I can't do this anymore. I can't take it. Another one.. gone.. I tried to keep my expression neutral as I watched a mother cry over the corpse of what was going to be her two week old child. She wasn't the only one however.. The basement that was being used as a nursery wasn't suitable for infants.. it was cold.. a cold that reached your bones no matter how many blankets and heaters there were.. it was dark.. a kind of dark that made you anxious even with the brightest light.. it was.. horrid.. and I was the cause of this.. if I just turned those women away.. if I didn't tell Toga to bring the infants.. they might have made it.. I excused myself and went to my room, leaving the mothers and some father's to mourn their children in peace. I didn't think it would bother me.. I've killed people.. many.. directly and indirectly.. why was it different now..? Was it because I knew that I have chosen to be good..? That I have chosen to be better and still get the same results as before..? As I shut my door I just couldn't help the thought of going out there and making everyone leave.. all I wanted was peace and quiet.. I wanted to lay down and plan another scheme to get under All Might's skin.. I-I want to go back. I don't want this. I want to go to sleep and turn back time. I-I want to- wet.. wet..? Sticky..? I slowly looked down at my hands, a bright red liquid covering them as I felt what I could assume was blood run down my neck. I did it again. I scratched to the point that I bled without realizing.. With a small sigh and a quick trip to my bathroom, I was able to wrap my injuries with gauze. I looked like I was trying to impersonate Dabi.. poorly.. I dragged my feet to my bed and laid down with a groan, my body aching in places that I didn't know could hurt. My mind hurts.. my thoughts hurt.. everything. Hurts.. I would kill to watch some TV and eat cereal.. but we don't have a TV anymore, not cereal.. I can't do any of the basic things I use to .. not hate.. doing..