Dangerous Women (Tomura Shigaraki x Reader x Dabi)

1: The phone call

*I do not own BNHA or the cover of the book credit goes to their authors. I only own the plot and the idea for this fanfic. please do not hate on the characters or the action of the readers character. If I have made a mistake in spelling please state it nicely in the comments. I will not tolerate hate comments on the characters, the readers character, other peoples comments or towards my self. *

Running, hiding, surviving was all I was doing. Ever since I was young that's all I've ever known. I was dangerous and I knew it. A bit of my backstory, when I was three years old my father threw me into an orphanage. He hated me and blamed me for my mother dying during child birth. He left me before I got my quirks. The caretakers at the orphanage never taught me how to use my quirks, so I was a ticking time bomb ready to burst.

Well one night I burst. I had a nightmare of my father, and as I slept I set a flame to the building. When I woke up I was surrounded by the bodies of children and caretakers. With seeing the sight of the bodies I ran from the ashes and embers of the building. The pro heroes were putting out my fire, so I ran out the back through the alley ways. I was five when I killed twenty eight children and five adults by accident in my sleep. Ever since then I tried to stay in hiding from the pros. When they saw I was missing they assumed it was me, and they were correct.

I was eight year old when the pro hero Eraser Head captured me and turned me into the police. I stayed in jail for ten years in my own solitary cell underground. I spoke to no one and I had no visitors. The plus side was I had a small T.V. in my cell so I would not lose my mind and go crazy. I kept the new on to make me feel like I was still out in the real world.

One day an inter view of the principal of U.A. high came on. He was a small animal that has developed a quirk and he spoke cheerfully to the cameras. An idea struck my mind, I quickly got up and knocked on the five inch one way glass that was located on one of the walls in my cell.

"I will like to have my one phone call now please," I called out to the officer. At that moment the warden came to the door of my cell and spoke through the slot.

"Make it quick who do you want to call?" he questions me in a deep voice.

"I want to talk to the principal of U.A. high." I state firmly. There was silence on the other side of the door for a good minute or two.

"He's being called here now. And don't bang on the glass murderer or you'll get the shock chair again!" the warden yelled, and I backed away from the door not wanting to be put back in the shock chair again. Hours passed since the conversation, and I ended up falling asleep. I wasn't given a bed so I curled up in the corner. I don't know how long I have been asleep for but the guards came bursting into the cell and started to drag me to another room. Before I got a chance to kick or scream I was in the new room with a table and chairs. Hesitantly I sat down at the table lost in thought. It wasn't until what seemed like three minutes later the small animal of a principal came in and sat across from me.

"Hello I'm Nezu, the principal of U.A. high. I heard you wanted to speak to me (y/n)," he said smiling.

"yes but first may I ask how you know my name?" I asked him.

"Well one of my fellow teachers was the one to put you in here so I have a full record of you and your quirks in my office," he said nodding in remembering when he got my file. "Now what may I do for you my deary?" he continued.

"I-I... I would like to attend U.A. so I may learn how to use and control my quirk instead of hurting everyone that is around me." I said quietly while shifting in my seat. I looked up at him waiting for his answer in anticipation.

*cliff hanger!*