Through Heaven and Hell [Dabi x reader]

Chapter 18

CW: gore, blood, detailed descriptions of torture.

I woke up with a sore body and some bruises on my arms and legs. I was sitting on a chair in an unknown room. It had concrete walls and floor, an empty metal table stood at my right side and to the left was another table full of different tools that I didn't know the use of. The room smelled strongly of bleach and dark spots of what seemed to be a washed red color laid on random positions on the floor. Dried blood.

I tried to move my legs and arms to get up from the chair, when I realized I was strapped to it, the same with my wings. I was gonna try to find a way out of this when suddenly the black metal door in front of me opened and in came a man with long blue hair and seemed no older than me. He also had white wings so he must be an angel like me.

"Oh! You're awake. We can start now" he said, making his way to the table with the tools like if this was a completely normal situation. I've never seen this man in my life so what could he possibly want from me?

"Sorry but who are you and what am I doing here?" I asked hoping he would answer me and realize that this is all a misunderstanding and that he got the wrong person, I just want to go back with Dabi.

"Where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself" he said with a giggle more to himself but I could clearly hear it, so he continued. "My name is Tomura Shigaraki and you're currently in my basement." He took a little glass bottle filled with a strange pink liquid and a syringe.

"What?! Why?" I asked in a panicked voice, my heart rate started to increase and it downed on me. It wasn't a mistake, he kidnapped me and I don't know what he's going to do with me. My heavy breathing didn't go unnoticed, making him turn around and walk towards me crouching in front of my chair so he could see me directly in the eyes. His red eyes had something that made me uneasy and scared, and the dry scars all over his face only added to his maniac expression.

"Oh no don't worry, beautiful. You're gonna be fine, I'll just take those pretty wings of yours and I'll leave you alone, okay?" he told me with a false comforting tone in his voice, making a futile attempt to soothe my worries, which did the complete opposite. So he was gonna cut off my wings. My heart sank and my throat went dry, I froze in my spot with what he just told me. He's gonna torture me and Dabi doesn't even know where I am. I"m gonna die here, I'm gonna die.

He went back to the tool table and grabbed once again the bottle with the pink liquid. "This little thing will leave you paralyzed for a good two hours," he flicked the syringe full with the pink drug. "The good part is that you'll still be able to feel everything" he finished with a psychopathic smile plastered on his face.

He slowly started to inch closer to me, making me squirm in my seat and try to move as far as possible away from him. Suddenly, his hand roughly grabbed the back of my neck keeping me firmly in place, he injected the drug into my system and almost immediately all my movement came to a halt.

My body was frozen in the chair, no matter how many commands my brain sent to my limbs demanding them to move, not a single one followed through.

After making sure the drug had full effect on my body, Tomura started undoing my restraints and moving my body to the metal table, my face meeting the cold surface, making my wings and back completely exposed. He didn't bother to tie me up again since I couldn't move my body.

With a pocket knife he cut the back of my shirt just enough that the base of my wings was out to the air. He went back to his tool table examining his different types of blades and which one he will use on me while humming a happy melody without a care in the world.

After making his decision and grabbing a saw, he turned it on. The sound made me panic even more that I started cold sweating, my heart beat increasing at an unhealthy rate and silent tears running down my cheeks. At this point I was praying for Dabi to find me, or even Keigo, wait, he was the one who put me in this situation in the first place. That bastard! So he's working with Tomura.

Without a warning the saw made a clean cut through all the base from my left wing, it took me a couple seconds for the pain to reach me, it happened so fast. I could feel the wings' nerves stretching and ripping painfully out of my body. I started screaming in agony, the warm blood that flooded from the now open wound was coating my whole back dripping down to the table. And just as the first one, the second wing came off.

My screams never ceased, the pain was unbearable. My throat felt hoarse and dry from all the screaming. Is this what Dabi felt when he got his wings cut off? He didn't deserve to go through this. I'm not gonna be able to fly ever again.

Without a word, Tomura picked up my wings and left the room. I laid there motionless, my screams finally died down but tears still flowed down my face. I gave up, Dabi wasn't going to come, he doesn't know where I am. I can't move and no one is going to save me.

After a few minutes, Tomura came back and started treating my wounds. He poured rubbing alcohol directly to the holes on my back, making them sting and increasing the pain. I couldn't even scream, I gave up and just accepted the pain. What did I do to deserve this?

He wrapped my torso with bandages that did little to stop the blood flow, moving my body once again positioning me back on the chair and tying me up. "I thought you would let me go after getting my wings," I said, confused.

"I said I would leave you alone, but I didn't say the same thing for my friend Toga. She wanted to meet you and play with you a little." Tomura said and swiftly exited the room. It was that moment that I knew I was never going to get out of this, I'm gonna die here. Where would I even go after I die if I'm already in hell? Will I see Dabi again? I don't wanna die.

I'm gonna die.

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3rd person POV:

After running through the streets nearby the coffee shop, Dabi couldn't find y/n anywhere. He was convinced someone took her, but who?

He went to the abandoned part of the city where the lowlife demons inhabit, hoping that he would find any clue of where she might be. Running frantically through the deserted streets and alleyways, he unexpectedly bumped into a demon, most likely a succubus due to her appearance; blond hair and sculpted body. Dabi had a hunch that she knew something about where y/n might be, he didn't know why but maybe because the author doesn't know how to link them together but he just knew.

Before she could run away, Dabi grabbed her wrist tightly and started heating up his palm, burning the succubus' skin. "Where's y/n? And don't tell me you don't know cuz I know you do." He said, with a menacing tone. He wasn't here to play and beat around the bush.

"And what makes you think I'm gonna tell you?" Toga responded, trying to get the upper hand in the argument, but she clearly knew that Dabi could kill her any moment, she was just faking confidence to mask her anxiety.

"If you don't, I'll kill you right here right now," Dabi said, tightening his grip on her wrist and heating it up more, where they could smell the flesh burning. Toga squirmed on her spot trying to free her wrist.

"You won't kill me, you don't know where y/n is but I do" she retorted, thinking she already got away with this, but she was wrong.

"You're right, I can't kill you," Dabi started, heating his palm even more. He leaned near her face where he could whisper in her ear. "But I can make you wish I did." Dabi finally let go of her burnt wrist, Toga grasped it in an attempt to soothe the pain.

She scoffed and started walking to the direction of her hideout, Dabi following closely behind her. I'm gonna go get you y/n, just hang on a little longer.

I'm coming for you.