Hero Days - BNHA Oneshots

(Songfic) Dabi - Natural

/* hey yall, so back when I wrote Shouto or Me I had asked if you guys wanted to read something dark. This is that something so BEEP BEEP WARNING WARNING

contains DEATH and NASTY imagery, so CAUTION. Like SERIOUSLY. SKIN MELTING AHEAD. Dont say I didnt warn you.

Some people didn't want to read this, so SKIP if this ISNT your cup of tea.

Listen to the song ^. */

That's the price you pay
Leave behind your heart and cast away

His ragged breathes hazed through the air, as he looked at his father through deranged eyes. Shaking, a hand reached up to touch the white hot burns over his previously unscarred eye. His blue eyes blazed, quite like the fire curling off his fingertips.

"Ha...Haha... is that how you treat your son?" He rasped, a wide eyed smile on his face. Blood trickled into his eyes, his mouth, leaving a sickening sweet flavor. It felt like his skin was ripping off.

"You're not my son. Get out. I never want to see you again." Endeavor snarled, flexing the hand that had roughly burnt the skin of his child just moment ago.

"Haha..." Dabi could threw his head back and let out an uncontrollable cackle, clutching his eye, feeling it convulse under his fingertips.

"Don't think I wont come back... Todoroki... Enji."

Just another product of today
Rather be the hunter than the prey

Years had passed, him clinging on to the only father figure who would take him in, Stain. With his idol now dead, it was up to him to continue Stain's line of work. And it just so happened that he bumped into a special little hero who happened to be at the top of his hit list...

Dabi circled around you, lavishly licking his lips as if he were ready to devour you.

With the dancing blue fire consuming your senses, your thoughts were hazy and your eyes could barely focus on the villain in front of you. A dull voice in your head told you to fight, but your body would not obey. The heat was simply too much.

"Its such a shame that you've become a commercial hero..." He stepped closer to you through the wavering air.

You became acutely aware of the rough, calloused over scars on his face, stumbling slightly in your fading vision, practiacally crashing into him as your legs gave out.

"With your quirk you could've become a proper hero... Haha..." He pulled you into his arms like some sick lover, running a scarred hand through your silky hair. The blazing blue infernal roaring in your ears, turning your consciousness to ash.

"But... I had to get you before you got me, huh sweetheart?"

And you're standing on the edge face up cause you're a...
NATURAL

His hands ran up and down your shapely body, biting his lip, letting the fire around him fade.

"Which part first? It's a shame to break such a beautiful body..."

Hands setting on your hips, letting your body slump over his, admiring the way your soft skin felt. Without hesitation, he let a whirl of blue fire shoot into you.

He watched with a sick grin as his fingers burnt into your skin, melting into you and scarring you as deeply as his father had to him.

Your eyes snapped open in shock, twitching and convulsing, piercing screams ripping through the night air.

Getting off on the way your warm blood dripped over your hand, he started to laugh, tyrannic laughter blending in with your agonizing screams like some hellish symphony.

Feverishly, his hands ran over you, letting your flesh flake into ashes into his arms, with a manic look in his eye.

Running a scalding hand over your face, he watching you horrified expression melt away.

A beating heart of stone
You gotta be so cold
To make it in this world
Yeah you're a natural

At last, the blinding smoke cleared, leaving him standing there, glassy eyed, with most of his clothes singed off in the heat of the moment. Your cremated remains scattered in the wind, the few remaining bones nothing but shards on the ground.

Letting out a raspy breath, he smiled vacantly into the air.

"It never gets dull..."

With an empty glassiness in his striking blue eyes, his mouth twitched as he heard the police start to arrive at the scene.

The police were never as much fun as heros were.

Living your life cutthroat
You gotta be so cold
Yeah you're a natural

He couldn't stop. The fire poured out of him, eyes dancing and mouth open in a half smile. The smell of burning flesh swirled through the hazy air, which to him, smelled like the most heavenly perfume.

With ease, the bodies cremated around him. He was built for this. His quirk, his upbringing, the words Stain had bestowed him with... it all was to create him as he was now.

A hero hunter. A natural born killer.

Will somebody
Let me see the light within the dark trees shadowing?
What's happenin'?

After so many years, he never thought he would return to his old childhood home.

"Dad... oh how you've wronged me..." he murmured as he walked up the familiar steps.

He had been the perfect specimen. The most powerful child, the most powerful quirk. Yet his dad had given up on him.

"Why did you abandon your poor lost son?" He chuckled, glancing through the curtains, to see his younger brother skimming some book, and his dear father eating dinner...

Lookin' through the glass find the wrong within the past knowin'
Oh, we are the youth
Cut until it bleeds inside a world without the peace, face it
A bit of the truth, the truth

There he was, the brother that his father deemed to be stronger, better than him. And the perpetrator himself, sipping tea as if he didn't have a care in the world. As if he were innocent.

Deep inside me, I'm fading to black, I'm fading
Took an oath by the blood of my hand, won't break it
I can taste it, the end is upon us, I swear
Gonna make it
I'm gonna make it

"Dad... Shouto..." the soft look is his eyes starting to fade, replaced by a manic grin as his hand tightened around the doorknob.

"I promised I'd be back."