I woke back up with very immense stomach pain.
I couldn't breathe well, and my mouth tasted like blood.
I tried to stand up, using the wall as support.
"Where do you think your going?" A voice called out from Infront of me. "You can barely walk, so I'd like to see you try and escape without dying of blood loss"
I couldn't respond back, my whole body ached.
I sat back down, my back sliding against the wall.
"Cat got your tongue?" He taunted.
"Please" I managed to make out.
"Y'know, I would use my quirk on you, but I think the heroes would have a lot more fun than if you were dead" he said. "Guns are the second most effective thing to use on you, judging that you can barely move"
I watched blood ooze out of my wounds, the warmth somewhat comforting.
"I'll be back, so don't try to leave"
Then he walked away.
I crawled to the bar and sat up against the wall, leaving a smear of blood just barely noticeable.
My shirt was almost completely red now.
"What do you want?" Kurogiri asked me.
I took a few steps, each one hurt even more than the last.
"I need Gatorade or something before I die of fucking throwing up blood"
I leaned against the bar table and started messing with the tie on my shorts.
"Water?" He asked.
"Yeah, that's fine"
He put a bottle of water on the table.
I grabbed it and slowly walked back to the room I was supposed to be in.
When I got to the room, I sat down on the other side of the room so I wouldn't have to sit in a pool of my own blood.
I unscrewed the cap and took a sip.
It tasted like nothing.
Almost immediately after I took a sip, I started feeling even more nauseous.
I'm going to die, aren't I?
Shigaraki walked back in.
"I see you've moved"
I was panting now, I couldn't breathe well.
"Answer me, won't you?"
"Wha- what day is it?" I asked, my words choppy.
"It's Tuesday, Aria. I thought you were smarter than this!"
"I'm dying, I can't think straight"
"That sounds like a you problem, doesn't it? You asked Toga to shoot you. Why? Are you suicidal like your friends? Like almost everyone nowadays? Like your friend Eraserhead used to be?"
I swallowed, the taste of metal filled my taste buds.
"Reverse psychology never fucking works anymore"
" I'm eleven, I've barely lived. I don't know how the world works, I haven't lived long enough to know"
"Maybe that's the problem" he said. I couldn't tell if he was sarcastic or not. "Maybe you should live long enough to know? But then again, what fun would that be?"
"It wouldn't hurt to let me go, I'm just a liability to you. If you keep me here, locked up, maybe I will escape"
"Oh? But you won't, you can't"
"What about the people who come looking for me?"
"I kill them too. This world is a cruel, cruel place for people like you. People who have trauma, people with disorders and are different. Your brother, you said he was different?" He said. "What's wrong with him?"
"He's-" I tried to talk.
I screamed with my mouth shut as pain took over my body.
"He's what? Dyslexic? Does he have down syndrome? A Speech impediment? What did he do to hurt you, Aria?"
"He's autistic" I yelled, screaming as quietly as I could, trying to scream the pain away.
"Autistic? I bet he has some ADHD with that too?"
I nodded.
"You seem unenthusiastic about my knowledge. People would congratulate you, but ask me if I was a doctor. They wouldn't fucking care" he said. "Tell me, why do you think you'll get out of this?"
"Because I know just as much as you do, Tomura"
He hummed.
"Really?" He asked.
"My digestive system is probably on its last legs, because you shot me twice. That's why I'm throwing up blood so much. It's called Haematemesis. You probably already know that too, smartass"
"Smartass, huh?"
He left.
He came back with five things, easily recognizable.
Hydrogen peroxide.
A white towel.
Bandages.
Masking tape.
My phone.
Why does he have my phone?
"If I'm such a smartass, then you'll let me help you"
"I'd much rather do it myself, Shigaraki" I said. "You're the one with the decay quirk, and quite frankly, I don't want none of that"
I started to feel nauseous again, my head was spinning, and my whole body hurt.
I'm really going to die.
"If you're going to do this, at least knock me out or something"
"No"
"Y'know what? I think I can do it from here, but thanks for giving me the supplies"
"Suit yourself, young hero" He walked away.
I grabbed the towel and hydrogen peroxide and started cleaning out the wounds.
It burned like crazy, but I'm a fucking pretty princess and princess don't cry.
When I finished, I taped it up with the bandages.
There's no exit holes.
The bullets are still in me.
I am metal.
I got up, the wounds less aggravated.
I walked slowly and carefully to the bar, where I saw Shigaraki sitting, drinking an old fashioned.
"What do you want, twerp?" Shigaraki asked.
"I need a new shirt. Me and toga are probably the same size, so if I can get a shirt that'd be awesome"
"What's wrong with the one you have?" He asked.
"It's a tank top, first of all, second, it's freezing" I said. "And I don't feel comfortable walking around where I'm vulnerable. And because I am soaked in blood"
"I like the way blood looks like you"
"What the-"
I hunched over, one hand on the wall, the other on my stomach.
"Woah, are you okay?" Shigaraki asked, sarcastic.
Tears filled my eyes as blood dripped from my tank top.
"Aria, that's quite a lot of blood you're loosing" he said, mimicking me.
I collapsed to my knees, my stomach still rapidly bleeding.
"I still have the gun if you want me to put you out of your misery?" Shigaraki said, sounding like he actually cared for once.
I began to cry.
My entire arm was soaked in blood, my teeth clenched as I tried to stand back up.
"Shigaraki, you're the one that paid her parents to give her to us, do you want me to help her or not?" Dabi asked Shigaraki.
He hummed.
"Better if she was dead, but go ahead and help her anyways" he replied. " It's not like she'll survive without help"
Dabi came towards me, and I was shocked.
"Why are you helping me?" I cried.
He ignored my question and started helping me,
He lifted up my shirt just above my ribs and pulled down the bandages that had soaked through.
"Does hawks ring a bell?" Dabi asked.
I nodded.
"He'll be pissed if you die, and he'll probably rat out our location to the heroes. You're our only chance to take over UA"
Take over UA?
"Aren't you and Hawks dating?" I asked, my words choppy from the pain.
He stopped helping and looked at my eyes.
"Who told you that?" He asked.
I'll pass out at the rate my pain is accelerating.
I tried to laugh.
It ended when Dabi smacked me lightly in the side of the head.
"What the hell was that for?" I asked.
"When you laugh, more blood comes out"
"Sorry" I apologized.
"You're fine, just don't do it"
My intrusive thoughts came back, asking questions all along.
You wanted to die.
You still wanna.
You hate yourself.
You wanna die.
"What would-" I cut myself off, asking myself if I should even ask the question. "What would you do if I killed myself here?"
They all ignored me.
"Aria, the wounds are probably infected. I'll stop by the store and get some more bandages and some painkillers. You're obviously in pain"
Dabi finished helping me, and an instant rush of relief came over me.
"What exactly did you do?" I asked.
"I just looked at it. We don't have anything that would help"
"We're broke, Dabi. We don't have any money to buy anything. You can look in the bathroom for anything that might help"
The relief wore off, leaving me completely unable to speak.
I relaxed all the muscles in my body and started taking deep breaths.
In
Out
In
Out
In
Out
I felt hands pick me up and put me back in the room I was in before.
I felt my eyes relax along with the rest of my body.







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