All the tears I've wept (dabihawks)

Chapter 35

Why does he keep fucking leaving?! 

I mean like I knew I fucking left before but that doesn't mean he can continuously just fucking leave oh my god! 

I kneed someone in the stomach hearing them make an oof noise and then I placed both my hands on his arm and flinged him around making sure to heat my hands up just enough to burn him.  

A girl with a light brown bob went back to back with me, spinning around as we alternated, me throwing small blue fire spheres and her throwing small daggers from the inside of her sleeves. 

"Get down!" I yell at her. 

She drops to her knees as I let out a full blast, incinerating everything and everyone in the path of the sky blue flames licking up everything up like a hungry dog. 

It feels weird when I let out blasts of flames, it feels tingly whenever I make any little flames or any big flames for a short while. But after a while it'll actually start to burn like imagine touching a hot pan or burning your finger on hot water. 

And when I let them go it's like water is just coming out of my fingers, it might burn you but for some reason for me it feels like some sort of slime. That's basically the consistency. 

She got up, "Thanks!" She told me flipping around me and slicing another one behind me a little bit of the blood getting on her face. 

I didn't really know what to say, and was slightly surprised on being praised so I just nodded in her general direction before she ran off going off to beat up some more villains.

Isn't it so funny how I just called the ones I was fighting villains even though I was the villain? 

It honestly just depended on your own perspective and what you believed in, who was the villain and who wasn't all depended on what you thought. 

Isn't that so weird?

At least I find it weird. 

I heard someones foot steps running up from behind me and my eyes widened in surprise. I turned and let out a blue blast of fire splashing across the persons the face with them falling to the ground. I carefully looked over at the body and realized that thankfully I wasn't hurting one of the one in our group. 

But why the hell would I care? 

Why would I care if I hurt someone on my own team? 

Well I have before. 

BUT, but that was different, they were my friends they were my best friends they loved me for who I was but these people?

These people are fucking scared of me. 

I wonder why. 

God i'm such a dumbass. 

I kicked down another person and doged a flying blade, I saw another person running towards me a sword brandished, their black and brown shirt flowing from the movement, I steadied myself and ducked below the sword, I grabbed the persons arm and pulled them over my shoulder they yelled as they hit someone else and fell to the ground. 

They'd be back but for now unless they hit their head in a specific way but until then I have more pressing issues at hand.

If I was Keigo where would I go? 

No, no that's wrong I can't think like Keigo, I mean I have no right to anyway plus I still think of him as Keigo? That's honestly just-seriously should I call him Takami-san or Hawks again but, okay back on track.