𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃⎯⎯ 𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈
𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃, [NAME] AIZAWA RECOVERS, BUT SHE IS PERSONALIZED BY A NEW INFERNO OF EMOTION, AND FALTERS THE FACADE OF DULLNESS IN HER EYES AS THEY ARE OVERTAKEN.❛Get the oxygen mask!!❜ VOICES DROWN her distorted sense of hearing, her head twirls against the cushioned pillow, its tickling feathers clothed by white, soft, material. Her unbothered sense erupts suspicion amongst the doctors, treating her old wounds, cleansing the crimson, dried blood flaking against her skin.
An oxygen mask is sectioned against her lower face, a heart monitor across from her physique, attached, and displaying the slow beeps that echoed throughout the frantic moving vehicle.
Though she is troubled, though they proceed with their cleansing and stitching, though they are urgent and rushing her to the nearest available recovery, she glares up at the ceiling unattentively, her mind a storm she can't run or shelter herself from.
The vehicle shakes from the bumpy roads and the sprinting doctors, and her slow processing mind can not intake the individuals shouting at her. She can only hear the overbearingly loud but slow breathing that was echoing from the oxygen mask, fogging the clear material, and the heart monitor crying out in agony as the medical wires pace slow and dreadfully.
She doesn't care what they are doing. The only thing in her mind is the pit of disturbance in her stomach, the confusion to foreign emotion, the way an inferno of expressions emits rage throughout her body, her dull orbs submerged in this feeling, the feeling that has been eating her flesh like a cannibal since she visited her old home.
The desire for revenge.
Her vision is blurred and delayed, and the swirling vaulted ceiling turns to a starry, dark night, signaling her long-awaited travel to the best available hospital that has come to its end, as her body rocks on the medical bed and they steer into an emergency entrance.
The one thing catching her narrowed, small, and whirling vision is the moon, its familiar and loveable rays of light still like a statue of perfection, ethereal as the stars twinkled in her reflective eyes. She is found quickly passing its gorgeous and still physique, the doctors, nurses, and surgeons sprinting into a room, making her eyes meet pure white, tiled ceilings above. And it all fades to black.
Though, her mind will forever be taken over by this feeling, as she can't shake it off.
The teenage girl senses a disconnection from her physical being while the world around her revolves. She seems to be viewing everything from a distance without actually participating in it.
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𝘽𝙀𝘿𝙀𝙑𝙄𝙇𝙀𝘿-𝘽𝙉𝙃𝘼 𝙑𝘼𝙍𝙄𝙊𝙐𝙎✔︎
Fanfic⎯⎯ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 she is the death that those around her fear. complete. ©kohei horikoshi; mha. a bnha fanfiction written by lexii. (GH0ULZS) bedeviled can only be found on wat...