Ultra Blue Violence (Dabi)

Chapter Fifty - Three: Quasar

Horrified black eyes stared up at Miya. A gapping mouth flooded with blood. The last expression he'll ever make for trying to make a stand against Stardust. For trying to stop her from escaping the underground base. DRIP. Blood forked down her right hand and trickled down her fingers to dot a pattern on the floor under her boots.

She stared back into his lifeless, scared black eyes of the thug who lay dead at her feet; a hole in his chest, her right arm caked in blood and chunks of flesh up to her elbow. Her lip curled in disgust and she shook her arm, flinging the blood and chunks of flesh and organs away.

"Idiot." she cursed the thug. "If you had stayed out of my way... this wouldn't have happened. Why am I talking to a dead man? I really am loosing my mind." she smooshed the crimson substance between her fingers, curiously playing with the thick texture and the feeling of something that once pumped through a living being.

But she has a job to do.

Miya stepped over his body and continued her way down the long, winding, and never ending labyrinth of corridors and hallways lined with doors. The Earth around her rumbled occasionally from attacks commencing on the surface, and undoubtedly somewhere down here in the underground base. Oh, how badly she wanted to join the fight.

The walls and floors shook again threatening to cave in at any moment. Being buried alive was at the bottom of her long list of things to do. Getting out was the top of her agenda as of right now. The next thing to do was get into a fight and then escape. Shigaraki and the others were waiting for her. Can't be too hard.

"Stop right there!" a voice shouted.

Miya slowly came to a stop and sighed. She cocked a curious eyebrow and turned back. At the other end of the corridor standing by the dead thug was a Hero. A smile crept onto Miya's lip. She was all on her lonesome, way down here. A Hero with pale white skin, long black hair that stopped at her lower back, a tight black latex suit, and a corset to match the vampire aesthetic of her Quirk.

"You have nowhere to go, Stardust." the Hero informs in a harsh whisper.

Miya turned to completely face the Vampire Hero. Her fingers rubbed the blood between her fingers, and she lifted her hand up into the light. "Oh?"

"Except straight to jail."

Miya tilted her head to the side. "I'd like to see you try. Pro Hero versus former Pro Hero."

"You're a Villain as far as I'm concerned."

"Isn't it funny that the Heroes all call me a Villain, but the Villains all call me a Hero?"

"Hilarious." hissed the vampire. She flashed long nails that curved into a spike and barred sharp fangs that protruded from her mouth.

Miya took a battle-ready stance and slicked back her blonde hair with a cocky smile, streaking blood through it. "Does the smell of blood turn you on, Hero?" Taunting the Hero as a Villain was strange to her after being in the opposite situation for all her life. It was so much fun.

The vampire shot forward incredibly fast. She was feet away from Stardust in seconds and she slashed her claws through the air. Miya ducked backward as they whizzed past her face, her palm touched the ground and she brought up her left boot. A trail of Dark Matter followed and smashed into the vampire sending her straight into the wall.

Her back slid down the wall until her bum hit the floor. There were severe puncture wounds in her side, some even went straight through.

"Aw, did I hurt you?" Miya mocked. She could have ended this Hero with one attack - she was playing with her food. "Do you vant to suck my blood?" she cackled.