Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

Say Goodbye

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A/N: still a few of the later chaps that need to reach 100 votes so I can give you guys some bonus content. Keep it up, you're getting closer :)

Violet POV:

My pain jolted me awake.

The golden sunlight was soft filtering in through the curtains, but all it did was make my headache worse.

Nausea consumed my stomach, instinctively rolling over onto my side only to realize I was now airborne a second too late.

I wheezed as my frame hit the floor, barely glancing up to see I'd fallen out of that dreaded operating chair I lost consciousness in.

The last thing I remember, I was attempting to confront Midas for the first time. His response was slamming my head into a wall and using his jewels to teach my battered brain a lesson.

A weary groan rumbled in my chest as I creaked my blood shot eyes open, grimacing at the new filter they wore.

Everything....was colorless.

Not even gray, but completely without color as if that's even possible. Even watching a black and white movie would have more vibrancy than this. Through sheer memory and shade variation, I could assume the colors of most things in the room. But, still...

I really love colorful things. Or, at least, I used to.

Now that I suddenly can't see them, their absence tugs at my heartstrings.

Is this permanent? Why is everything colorless? It must have something to do with the jewel therapy...

...it must have something to do with Midas trying to take away my feelings. Colors bring emotions.

Oof. This guy just gets worse and worse.

This was a fucking mistake. All of it.

I should have never come here. He's not the person I thought he was, but I guess for that, I should be grateful.

My judgement's been clouded from the first moment I met him. It's ironic that hurting Touya and Akio last night was what really pushed my perspective in a different direction.

This man has murdered in front of me, essentially got me killed, and almost killed the ones I love, but hurting-and trying to force me to hurt the two people I've tried to convince myself are no longer important to my life is what did the trick?

That really defeats the whole purpose of being a hero, doesn't it? The hero sacrifices everything for the world, but I'd sacrifice the world for one single person.

I was never meant to be a hero anyways though. I never wanted to be.

I don't deserve to be one and I'm okay with that.

I'm okay with giving up that title.

But, I'm getting ahead of myself.

Because at the moment, I'm not even sure I'll be able to survive the next twenty four hours in this cursed mansion.

I just need to get focus on getting out of here in one piece.

My ribs felt like they were constricting around my lungs as I tried to crawl forward on the floor, seeing the door an entire field away.

And now, it was suddenly too late.

Any motivation to escape was pulled like a string from my body as that door abruptly swung open now, causing a small to curse to huff past my lips.