Go To Sleep // Baku-Killer x Assistant MHA OC

The Name's Akuma

(Okay, Wattpad won't let me put in a YouTube link, so just look up Psycho by Breaking Benjamin)

RIIIIINGGGG! CLANK! I hear the sounds of the morning bell and my door unlocking as morning brought yet another sh*tty day.

"666. Come get your breakfast." I heard one of the attendants say. I growl and sit up in my bed, glaring daggers at him until he left. I sighed and sat at the edge of my bed, a song playing in my head as I stood up and stretched. I yawned, my sharp teeth revealing themselves for a mere moment before I shook myself and walked out of my room. I went into the cafeteria and sat near the window, humming to myself as everyone else either talked with, fought with, ate their food with, or just straight up beat each other. This is the life of a person in an insane asylum. You haven't seen anything yet. I've been getting into a lot of trouble lately with the other inmates and I've gained a reputation among everyone in the facility. Bottom line? Don't fvck with me or your blood's gonna repaint every surface of the room. I heard steps approaching where I sat, already triggering me. If it weren't for my social anxiety, I would've acknowledged them.

"You're 666, right? Convenient number choice, hm?" I heard him speak. I growled lowly before glaring at him. "Relax, I'm not gonna beat your azz like the others are with each other." He raised his hands defensively. "I'm 764. A.K.A. Bludmoon Axyl." He held a hand out for me to shake. I smirked as I heard the entire cafeteria grow silent. I went back to my food, disappointing "Axyl" until someone got up.

"Dude, do you know who you're talking to...?" She asked. I loved how they made me feel like the badazz I'd always wanted to be.

"Well, no, that's why I'm talking to her."

"You must be new here. See, no one goes near her. She prefers to be on her own like the psycho she is." One of the guys spat. I growled at him, making him glare at me.

"Psycho? More like someone who needs a friend because no one else will be." Axyl defended. Poor boy...

"There is a reason for that. She made it perfectly clear that she wanted to be left by herself." The same male raise his hand, still wrapped up in bloody bandages after a week.

"Wait... she.. did that?" He pointed to the guy's hand, who nodded in response.

"She may not look it, but she's done a lot to get here... Arson, murder, claiming it all to be justified." With that, I stood up, having finished my food.

"Why, thank you, Eli, for that wonderful introduction..." I spoke pleasantly, setting unease into the atmosphere. "But I think I could do it better." I smirked and looked at Axyl, who jumped slightly at the sight of my left side, which was burned to the point where it scarred over my eye as well as the entire left side of my body. "There is a reason I'm labeled patient number 666... I have lived through Hell and back.. I have lost everything and everyone I knew and loved... I've been accused of crimes I didn't commit... I have burned and killed every house and man within them that I thought deserved it for their actual crimes." I told, getting close to him as he backed up into a wall. 

"I am patient number 666... the psychotic b*tch... the loner... the daughter of Satan himself, they call me... But who I really am...? The most dangerous arsonist in this place. The name's Akuma. Akuma Hino. And I am whatever you make of me. Fight me, you lose. Befriend me, you get a loyal person until you betray me. I suggest you keep to your little friends and leave me to my thoughts... because if you act out against me... I won't hesitate for a second to put your hand in the exact same condition as Eli's... This place isn't for friendships... it isn't a place for fun and happiness... this place is Hell... and once I'm out of here, it'll be your problem and yours alone... This place isn't a home.. This place is a prison. So get used to it, Happy-Go-Lucky." I growled and flicked his forehead before I went back to put my tray away and back to my room.