Virtus

7

Izuku pov

Tuesday, 12:38 am.

I̸̞̻̼͔͙̓̇͐͂́͝͝z̶̢̖̟̤͉̳̝̘̻͕̐͒̚ū̸̦̟͙́͆̓͋̄͋͑͝k̴̡͕̬͚͖͐̈͋̍́͝͝ü̷͙̹̤͙͍̭͋͂̓̓̚

What?

d̵̖͍̂͌͐͆̌̂̀͋͋ö̸̡̩̠̫̮̪̞͙̬̹́̈̋͂̊́̓͘̕͘ ̶̩͙͐̆̈́͌̚i̸̡̛͉̤̤̯̔̈̃͋̀͠͠t̴̢͚̗̘͇̼̀͆͂͘͝͝

No...where am I?

My blurry vision clears up, I want to cry because I know exactly where I am.

The gust of wind violently whips around my body and I'm convinced I'll be blown away. I want to reach for the rails behind me, grip onto the only barrier between me and my timely demise.

But I'm paralyzed, forced to stare at the long way down, feet barely on the ledge, slightly leaning forward.

I can't breathe, I try to take the air in but my chest constricts me. I'm a panicked hostage in my own body.

This feels too real.

I don't want to be here. I can't move.

Just shout or something! Izuku 'cmon snap out of this...

It's. Not. Working.

Why isn't it working like the last time or the one before that!

I can practically feel my heart drop to my stomach and I start to get nauseous with panic. Thunderous rapid beating. And in this moment I realize I can't do anything at all.

I felt sick and my body was weirdly tingling all over.

And in that moment all the walls of false security crumbled, leaving me in a state of terror...dread.

I can feel my mouth drying up, and my throat closing up. I have no control over this now.

My vision distorts as the floor below me starts to shrink and I've been unable to breathe in this whole time.

I feel like I'm underwater with no place to escape.

Wake up, I can't breathe.

d̵̖͍̂͌͐͆̌̂̀͋͋ö̸̡̩̠̫̮̪̞͙̬̹́̈̋͂̊́̓͘̕͘ ̶̩͙͐̆̈́͌̚i̸̡̛͉̤̤̯̔̈̃͋̀͠͠t̴̢͚̗̘͇̼̀͆͂͘͝͝!!!!

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I jolt upright and when I do I let out a loud gasp as I feel the relief of air fill my lungs again followed by rapid unsteady breathing. For a second I can't tell where I am as I flail my arms around my bed sheets accidentally knocking a nearby glass from the nightstand.

CRASH!- 

My breathing became ragged, an odd sob slash gasp sound erupting from my mouth, and my body started to shake uncontrollably. I raised my hands to my face as they shook violently with no control, I wanted to get up and get out of bed. When I stood up my legs buckled and I came crashing down followed by a loud thud. Hands and knees landing on the broken shards of glass.

The quick sting on my flesh caught me by surprise letting a cry out of pain. I froze up on the floor positioned on my hands and knees. I stayed in that weird position wide eyed in a daze that I couldn't get out of.

It's just another dream, get up.

I could feel the warm liquid seeping from under the palms of my hands and the rough skin of my knees, blood.

"Shit." I whisper under my breath. At least I didn't wake up screaming this time.

Soon after I heard thunderous rapid footsteps rushing to my door, my mother swung the door open. Looking at me as equally panicked as I was.

"Izu!" She said in a whisper yell. She busted in wearing her robe and slippers and she looked like she had just woken up.

"Mom, u-uh-" I whipped my head towards her still in this stupid position, on my knees and hands.

She took big strides toward me in her slippers, careful to not step on the broken glass. She got down to my level squatting putting her hand on my back.

"What happened, are you okay?!" She mumbled out rapidly, I blinked a few times before nodding yes. I rose up slowly as she took my arms to help me on my knees when she flipped over my hands then looked at the floor, then back at my hands.

"OHMYGOD, YOU'RE BLEEDING!!" Her eyes went wide as she took both of my hands and showed me. I could only sit there and nod with her confused as my body wouldn't let me respond verbally. My mouth dried up and a lump formed in my throat. I just wanted to cry but I didn't want mom to ask more questions I couldn't answer.

So I held it in.

"This is a lot of blood!!" She quickly went into action grabbing any cloth nearby as she wrapped the palms of my hands with her's. I stayed still and let her do that looking at her soft and wrinkled hands, her veins popped out.

I looked up as she looked into my eyes trying to tell me something, I looked back but I couldn't hear what she was saying. I was only paying attention to the wrinkles and the heavy eye-bags she wore. Her roots filled with a gray and streaks plaguing her youthful green hair like mine.

She grabbed hold of my shoulders and I felt her grip, she lightly shook me and said something again that I could not comprehend. I was an alien in this situation, dazed and confused. I think she finally realized this when her current panicked expression got mixed with seriousness.

I think she said something else before helping me up and putting on my coat.

And guiding me out the front door.