Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

The Hunter

Violet POV:

2:34am.

The city of Musutafu slept, but right now, I've never felt more awake.

With a sky painted like dark indigo, and swirly grey clouds lighting the canvas, The night gave a false sense of serenity when Touya and I approached the front gate of Midas' mansion. The sight looked picture perfect. Magical, and just right for sky watching, if only the situation called for that.

How deceiving. Yet, the most beautiful things usually are.

Not a single breeze of wind blew through the trees and not one animal made a sound, almost as if sensing the impending doom that was to come within these next few hours.

It's been said that nature can sense the worst of storms coming before humans can. I truly believe that right now.

And I'd say it's all very fitting, because behind all the beautiful scenery was something eery and horrific looming in the breeze. The smell of blood was already in the air, and the night hadn't even begun.

Someone will die tonight. That much is certain. But, for the first time, I don't find myself afraid.

It's almost weird how calm I feel. How ready I am to finally take on the challenge instead of running from it, like I have all my life.

For as long as I can remember, I've been told I think too much. I've been told I'm too afraid and too weak to ever do a single thing right. It's always been quite the pathetic sob story, to tell you the truth.

But, tonight is where I break the cycle. Tonight, there's no room for errors or fear, or being the usual, scared little Violet I've proven myself to be for so long.

No, if I've learned anything from my mistakes, it's that it's never too late to change. It's never too late to become the person you always hoped you'd be.

And, sure, this is certainly the most inconvenient time to feel sentimental, but I want to cherish it. I finally want to be someone I'm proud of. I want to be the person I always dreamed I could be, someone my mother could look at and feel proud of.

Maybe it's because of how dire the situation is, or perhaps it's because I've finally grown too tired of people counting me out of the fight. But whatever the reason, it doesn't matter. I won't back out now. Not when I'm so close to the finish line.

I looked past the opened front gates of the mansion, seeing the freshly cut lawn and pretty flowers taunting Touya and I just past the threshold.

There's only one way in and one way out of Midas' place. There's no use trying to pull a sneak attack on him, especially not when he's expecting me here.

Like I tried to tell Endeavor earlier, the way to beat Midas is not through strength, but rather, through wits instead.

For now, I'll play into Midas' hand, because that's what he wants, and that's what will lead me to him.

Only a fool would knowingly walk into a lion's den looking for a fight. Good thing Touya and I are as foolish as they come!

The stitched man in question stood next to me without an ounce of fear. Rather, he looked bored as he raised his arms over his head and stretched them, assessing the familiar mansion with subtle eagerness and excitement to finally raise hell.