Chappie 12: Attacked

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Some people say it's cold when you die, some say it's hot. Others think it feels like falling down a dark abyss into nothingness, like falling asleep, but forever. I've been told that when people die, they break too many promises in that last breath. Promises like, I'll love you forever, let's spend the rest of our lives happy, I promise not to hurt you anymore, etc...

I broke my promise to Pamala, I was supposed to go with her to talk to Bakugou to see if they could get her something to treat her arms after she uses her quirk. I haven't left my room in four days. I sit at my desk chair next to the window hoping I'll get a call or something telling me my sister really isn't dead.

I can't seem to be around people at all. Not even Hagita, he's worried the most about me. He wants to check up on me all the time, he'll just drop in my room and try talking to me, telling me what's going on, but I shrug him off. He told me that Nosido was kidnapped the night I was at home, he was at a party they went to. This all happened with my sister died.

He's stronger than he seems, I'm sure he'll be fine. He'll come back soon, he has to. All his friends miss him. I pull my knees to my chest and look at the students passing the building on their way to school. It's early and I overheard a few of the teachers talking about doing a little patrolling tonight to see if they have any leads on where he was. Suraki is the one taking it the hardest. He's acting different, and it's getting to Zota and Kazu, at least that's what Hagita tells me. I have every reason to believe him, but... Part of me knows how he feels, and that it's not going to be okay if he doesn't come back.

I move from my chair and weakly walk to my bed. Sleep seems to be my friend right now, it helps me escape the world around me. I let my body relax into the mattress, and I close my eyes. Maybe I'll stop breathing tonight, that would make things better.

Dream;

I'm walking down the street and something grabs my ankle. I halt in my tracks and turn to see what it is. It's a were little black tendril like what Nosido can produce from his arms. Small little red glowing dots appear all around it, and soon inch closer seeing it's Pamala's little blood demons.

Panic rises in my chest and I try to pull away but a hand covers my mouth, little electric charge being sent through my mouth, leading through my body. Kina. She's stopping me from using my quirk! Two other arms wrap around mine, holding me tightly in place. It's obviously a male, and he's stronger than he looks, it's Zota... it's all my friends. Why are they all against me? What am I doing wrong?

Hagita steps out from the shadows in front of me and behind him stand Nosido and Pamala, but it doesn't look like them. Pamala holds a knife and has blood running down both of her arms. Their eyes are clouded, and their expressions are blank. I thrash against Zota's hold, but It doesn't do any good, Kina send more shock through my body. I see Hagita say something but I couldn't hear it.

Pamala slowly steps forward, her expression unchanged as she lunges towards me, slashing my thighs and arms, causing blood to rub from them, dripping to the ground. I shut my eyes as tears threaten to spill. These aren't my friends, they're being controlled, they wouldn't do this to me. Pamala wasn't doing anything until Hagita said something. My eyes snapped open and I take my free leg and kick Pamala away from me.

Her little demons start attacking my ankles and it burns, it hurts so bad. Their little teeth sinking into my skin, and it feels like acid melting my skin. I try to scream, but it doesn't happen. Kina's hand preventing me from doing anything.

"You're too weak to live." Hagita's voice breaks through to my ears and I felt my mind go numb, and everything just stopped.

I jolted up in my bed and my breathing unsteady. I check my body to make sure there isn't actually anything wrong with my skin. I lift my long sleeves and sure enough, there are deep gashes on my arms. The blood seeps through my pants and I can see it. I get up to go change, but I fall to the floor and scream. The pain hurts so bad and realization hits me.

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