An Hour Glass Of Memories

Blackout

He stumbled in through the bar door. His face was smeared with some dried blood and more fresh blood was pouring from his scars. He had four missing staples under his eyes, one right three left, and six on his lower face.

He choked on what seemed to be smoke as he stood there. He coughed and hacked as a black thick smoke came out of his nostrils and mouth while his eyes watered diluting the blood.

Compress quickly got up going over to the kid and checking for any other less obvious wounds. Dabi had two, one large on small. He had a cut across his stomach and down to his hip which was bleeding furiously and another smaller one leaking blood from his upper arm down to his elbow.

Compress carefully guided the kid over to the sofa and sat him down. Dabi was hazy and took quite some time to respond to questions he asked like how he was and what happened.

Dabi seemed tired and he was awfully pale especially on his face, where he normally would have been a pinky-yellow colour but now was a blanket white with an undertone of red.

While he went to go get the med-kit the others walked back in from where they had been. It was Shigaraki who first noticed the kid coughing.

It started as a small cough but turned into a choke with black smoke pouring out of his mouth and his eyes leaking blood. He quickly went over to check on his and noticed the pale dullness his eyes seemed to have.

It was like all the life and energy had been wrung and drained out of him.

He sat next to him patting him on the back. When he stopped coughing he looked as if he might cry. He looked as if he couldn't move.

Shigaraki tried to take his arm to look at the cut on it but when he tried Dabi just let out a small whine of pain and suddenly jolted away.

The other apologised and inspected it without moving his arm.

Compress came back with the med-kid greeting the others and sitting in front of Dabi. He didn't respond at all.

No movement, no words, no noises. JSUT a dead silence.

He did blink and they could all see him breathing too. It was too pained and harsh to not notices with his chest suddenly rising and then collapsing hastily.

Compress ignored his thoughts to ask what had happened and carefully wiped to wound on his stomach, cleaning the blood in and around it.

When Dabi flinched he stopped pressing so hard on the cut and instead wiped it more carefully and put less pressure on it.

The others had gone to there rooms already but the leader had stayed sat by him. He noticed the kid looking fidgety and unwell out of the corner of his eye while he watched his phone.

The kid looked painfully aware of everything going on around him.

Compress finished cleaning the cut and stood up, bandaging his arm. Aside from the cuts he had bruises and scratches all over and many missing staples.

He didn't ask questions while he fixed them up because he knew from previous tries that he would hurt the kid even more.

He sat next to the exhausted member and let him lean on him. "What happened kid?" He asked ruffling his hair.

Dabi managed to say a quiet "I don't know" before his whole body began to twitch.

It was Shigaraki who noticed it first and alerted him of it.

"Dabi your twitching again do you need to go to your room?" He asked standing up already knowing the answer was yes. Compress got up helping the kid and they took him to his room.

He sat on his bed his whole body violently twitching and jolting as he felt his consciousness slip away slowly.

It started as a clouded feeling in his head, then twitching, then and blackout.