Blinded Deku :BNHA:

Dead Wind

Warning: Violence

I lay on my bed, staring at nothing and my mind drifting, barely thinking about any one thing. My life is only going downhill, next thing I know I'll probably be dead by the hands of whatever that thing is.

My eyes slowly getting heavier as I become more tired. I finally fall asleep after days without rest, it had already been almost a week since we had the talk. Nobody has talked about it, I've noticed the kinder gestures though, I don't want sympathy, I don't want to be treated like someone that can't handle things on my own.

I snap awake to the freezing cold. I feel cold, hard ground under my bare feet. I chiller, my teeth chattering as a cold wind brushes by.

I'm Back~

Why?

Why what?

Why do you want me to fight you so badly?!

Not a word comes from it's mouth. I bolt towards the thing, powered by rage and rage alone, the cold wind whipping against my pajamas. I power up, feeling one for all course through me like a snake. I get a direct hit on the thing, but instead of the soft, play dough like substance that I had felt that last time we had an encounter, I feel a hard, sharp skin that made pain explode through my arm.

My entire arm went numb.

What...

What Was That!?

Why it was me. What else it be?

Pain shot through my arm like acid as I curl up against the harsh winds, cradling my arm and trying to get the pain to go away.

I sat there in shock. What was happening. Why was it so much stronger.

My mind is in a fuzz, I can feel it moving, I can feel the pain, but I'm not the one controlling it. I was definitely not the one controlling it.

Then I stop moving, my entire body in pain, I don't know what is happening, I just lay there, unable to move an inch.

I hear footstep walk up to me, The sound echoing throughout the entire plain, the only sound in this whole place.

I feel the hot, dirty breathe on my face, that familiar smell of rot covering my entire body.

The thing steps on my arm and I feel it explode under the pressure, the feeling in it is gone and is replaced my a stinging pain and a feeling of pressure as I bleed out. A sharp claw drags across my face and I feel another leg step on my other arm and it too, explodes under the pressure.

I still can't move.

I sit there sweating, even in the freezing cold wind. Fear infesting me like a virus, preventing me from moving an inch.

This thing really was going to kill me. I can't fight it.

I was going to die.

I GIVE UP!

My voice booms throughout the dead field, filling the void with sound and making the claw stop dead in its tracks.

I feel my arms come back, the sound of crunching bones and squishing flesh making me cringe and throw up a little.

Good Job

I wake up and look around, seeing nothing. I guess I really did fail, I was never going to see again.

Then I see a flash of something.

A color.

Green.