Fire & Ice- Dabi FanFiction

Part 5: Torn away

***Blood Warning*** ***Drug Warning*** ***Dark Content***

You slowly regain concessions watching the grey wall come in and out of focus. Your eyes dart around the room noticing you're chained up. Chains on both of your wrists connected to the ceiling. One around your neck connecting to the ground. You had no clothes on causing your blood to run cold, and your body was hardly able to move. You shiver, feeling as if you were on the verge of freezing to death. But you knew better than to think you would die, no why would it ever be that easy? Despite your outward appearance, you weren't fragile at all. Although at this moment you sure wish you were.

The door creaks open on its rusted hinges, flooding the room with blinding white light. You hear footsteps growing closer to you as the blackout-out figure comes into view. The man was thin and tall resembling a zombie, with those bags under his eyes. He looks down at you with a twisted evil smile. His voice was cold and detached sending fear throughout your body.

"Do we know what her quirk is?"

Another voice echoes through the room.

"No, but keeping her cold seems to keep her more compilent."

"Hm, see if you can extract it from her. Until then just make sure she doesn't die. The doc has had his eye on her for some time."

You look up at the slickly thin man.

"The man I worked for?"

"You work for him yes? Well of course you do, that's why you're here. If you do what we ask, I won't cut you up into little pieces."

He turns on his heels, the door shutting behind him. A single tear runs down my cheek as I look into the darkness. Why me?

It felt as if you had been locked in the room for centuries before the door opened again. A young boy came in offering me water from a ladle. He gave me a small sad smile as he put the rim of the spoon to my lips.

"They'll just hurt ya if ya don't eat or drink anythin'."

"What do they want?"

"I duh know."

"Is there a way out?"

"Ya think I'd still be here if there wuz?"

I look at the ground sadly tears streaming down my face. I'm so sorry Touya, I don't think I'll get to see you again. Something scratchy rubs your cheek. You look up to see the boy whipping them away with his sleeve.

"Wuz ya name?"

"Aiko."

"Sterusu."

A loud clank breaks the silence causing Sterusu to flinch. His golden eyes move over to yours, notes of fear swimming in them.

"They ask ya to do sumthin' just do it. Better than the alternative tust me."

He stands back up and leaves quickly, closing the door softly behind him.

***A few days later***

A man came into your cell unchaining you, your weak body hitting the concert. He throws what looks like a rag on you. You pick it up noticing it was a dress-like thing made from a potato sack.

"Come with me."

You go to stand up but your body can hardly move. You grunt softly forcing your body to move. You follow the guy out of your cell and down the hall. Its gray walls were covered in something slimy. Some of the corners of the ceiling ooze with a grey-green substance. To put it simply it smells like death in here. The floor was wet and cold, causing your feet to be all but numb. Every inch of your body ached with each movement. The man turns to you shoving a mop in your hand. He picks you up by your hair and throws you into another cell.

"You've got an hour to clean this up. Or you'll be the next stain on the ground."

You pick up your head gasping at the sight before you. The room was covered in blood, too much blood to come from just one person. Pieces of flesh littered the ground, some of it stuck to the walls. You sit up shaking from the shock, blood on your hands and knees. A hand grabs your shoulder, you turn around hitting the person with the mod. You cry out horrified as you keep hitting the person. You stop when you notice it was Sterusu.

"I'm sorry."

He chuckles lightly rubbing his head.

"Don't sweat it, ya hit like a girl."

You glare at him huffing out, but give him a smile. You look around the room trying not to puke.

"What happened in here?"

"They take people apart in here. Ya don't listen to 'em you'll be next."

You look at the black-haired boy sadly.

"How long have you been here?"

"Nine months, three days, 8 hours, and 26 seconds."

You blink at him, taken aback by his response. He snickers, cocking his head at you.

"Though I was just a dumb kid eh?"

"Uh, I-."

"Don't fret, I ain't gonna care."

You look at his clothes curiously, he wasn't wearing a potato sack like you. He notices and nods his head.

"Ya listen good, they ain't so bad all the time."

"You get me more clothes like that I can get us out of here."

"Eh?"

"I won't explain, just get me lots of warm clothes."

"Ya gotta work up for ya first pair. They might let ya out of that cell if ya do. Then maybe I can get ya some clothes, but right now ya too far away."

I nod to him and put my head down mopping up the floor.

"Ya got a family ta get to?"

You stare at the blood on the ground remembering all the blood on your sleeves when you pulled Touya out of the fire.

"I've got a friend who's really hurt right now. I was working for the underground doc to pay for his medical bills when I was taken. I, I don't know if he'll survive. What if he died all alone?"

You start sobbing while mopping more furiously. Sterusu keeps his head down scrapping the blood off the walls.

"Well, we better get out here quick, eh?"