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The clock on the wall ticked loudly, overtaking the silence that Dabi had sat in. His eyes were glued to the wooden floor, a million thoughts running through his head as he sat on the edge of the king sized bed. The main question Dabi had was how was Red still alive? He what happened, he saw the blood and felt him take his last breath, so how could he still be alive?
Anger and confusion boiled under his skin, only adding to the frustration that he wasn't able to use his quirk. Time seemed like it was going by slower than ever before, minutes seemed like hours and hours seemed like days. He doesn't even know how long it's been since the crash, but he can only hope you're okay. Dabi eyes flickered up to the suit and tie that hung freely from the wardrobe, a sinister feeling in his chest as horrid memories flashed in front of his eyes, reminding him of all the sins he committed.
Each and every though that circled through his brain felt like a stab wound to the chest. It's not like Dabi ever wanted this life, to be left out by his parents, to be taken in by Red as a child and trained to be a solider for Reds own personal use. In all honesty, Dabi only every wanted to be accepted, to be wanted, maybe that's why he was quick to give into Red and this lifestyle. It's because he had nothing else to live for. None of them had nothing else to live for, not Hawks nor Shigaraki. And just like the sick and twisted human he is, Red took advantage of hurt and broken kids only to turn into something he desired. Power and money.
Dabi could feel his hands shake, thinking about it only made things worse. If he wanted to get out this room, he'd have to play by the rules until he couldn't. With one swift movement, Dabi snatched the suit and tie from the wardrobe, the fabric soft in his rough hands. He stared at it for a few seconds, his chest rising up and down with every breath. If this is what Red wants, Dabi will give it to him.
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Hawks stopped the car in front of the house, his eyes overlooking the gruesome scene in the front yard. The door was wide open, free for anyone to walk in and out. There were bodies laying face down in the grass, Hawks immediately knowing it was Dabi who did this. "Jesus Christ," Shigaraki murmured, stepping foot out of the car along with Hawks.
