VIRYSE! {BNHA}

#01

WARNING :: GORE!!

3rd Person POV :)

He held his bat over my left shoulder as he walked through each individual isle. Shattered glass and other things, such as empty chip packets or small amounts of rubble, softly crunched beneath my shoes as he quietly walked. He stood in the middle of a small grocery store, dried up blood splattered on the left side of his face and part of his left sleeve. Quiet whimpers escaped from the troubled teen as he lightly limped into the next isle, hoping to find anything that could help him. His green curls fell over his eyes as he stumbled forward on a pool of blood.. Hitting the ground with a thud, Izuku let out a pained groan as he shook his head. He had cut the back of his calf on barbed wire when he tried to escape one of them. It had been at least seven months since this all happened. Oh how he wished that it would go back to normal. The virus was knows as the Z-Virus. No one knew where it came from. Some assumed the government, some assumed animals or medicines, but all that matters now is survival. He glanced over his shoulder to take a look at what exactly he tripped on, his eyes widening at the sight of a rotting corpse. His stomach churned, begging to get rid of his lunch as he scurried away from the body. He couldn't take his eyes off it, not even for a second. They looked around,, ten? Maybe? Their limbs were twisted in ways that they shouldn't have been, and their eyes were gouged out of their skull. Their jaw seemed to be taken out of place, hanging disgustingly. Their skin was torn and a few bones were poking out.

Izuku snapped his attention to the sound of footsteps, his eyes widening even more as his breathing quickened. He couldn't run- so that was out of the option! Maybe he could hide? The greenette frantically turned his head from side to side, trying to find a place where he would be able to hide. Soon enough he spotted the front counter. It was a little further then he liked but it was all he could think of right now.

Thump..Thump..Thump..

Izuku was crawling like some animal. As much as he hated it walking would just slow him down, and the floor was tiled anyway. He occasionally hissed and grunted quietly as bits of glass poked his hands and knees, his palms beginning to bleed. He eventually made it to the counter and hid behind it,  sitting up against it and pulling his knees up to his chest.

. . .

Silence..

What?

Deku sat there quietly, listening out for any sounds that would indicate that someone was there. After about a minute or two of sitting there he hesitantly peeked out from behind the counter, sweat trickling down his forehead as his grip around the steel bat tightened greatly. No one—

“hello?..”