Between Two Worlds

Chapter 1

I sat at the bar with the League, doodling in my sketchbook. Although I currently didn't have that many ideas when it came to art at the moment, it didn't stop me from drawing entirely. I was working on a side profile, I find drawing quite relaxing if I'm being honest. Even a villain like myself needs to unwind and be carefree sometimes. Dabi looked down at me, and nudged me with his shoulder. "Margarita?" He offered holding the beverage out to me. I smiled up at him. "Sure, why not." I replied taking the drink from his hand and sipping at the straw. Dabi and I have an interesting relationship, he's my best friend. But also sort of like a father figure to me. My parents threw me out on the streets when I was six because I couldn't control my quirk properly and they didn't want to endanger the rest of my family. So instead of going to a professional to get me help they tossed me out on the street like garbage.

Then Dabi found me, took me in, and taught me to use my shape shifting abilities the right way. That was ten years ago now. I'm sixteen, and couldn't be happier with where I am. I love Dabi, I really do. He's always been there for me, he understands me. After a few years of living with him we both joined the league of villains to "rise to greatness" or something along the lines of that. I don't really care about greatness, it's never been a big deal to me like the others. But I don't mind fighting for a cause most people tend to overlook as evil or wrong. After all, it doesn't matter what other people think of us. I took the last sip of my drink and got up to go set it down in the sink. I sighed, wanting to get some fresh air. "Hey guys, I'm gonna head out for a quick walk okay? I'll be back in like half an hour!" I said. "Alright, be careful Fury." Dabi replied, glancing over at me. I gave him one of my signature smirks. "Oh don't worry I will! Not like anyone could beat me in a fight anyways." Shigaraki chuckled, putting some of the dishes away in the cabinet. "See ya Fury!" Toga called, waving to me. "Bye guys!" I stated, opening the door and walking outside.

The sun was setting, and the warm colors made me feel all fuzzy inside. I slowed my pace down and walked leisurely along the sidewalk, enjoying the fresh air. There was no one out, just me. It felt great to have such open space after being inside all day. I was very surprised when I bumped into someone's chest. What on earth? I could've sworn I was the only one out here! I thought to myself. "I'm so sorry about that, I wasn't watching where I was going." I looked up to see who I'd run into, and was met with cold hard crimson eyes that bore into me. The boy had spiky ash blonde hair, and an angry expression. He looked about my age, and he was a bit a taller then me. Quite attractive if I do say so myself. That is if you ignore the deadly look he was giving me.

"Watch where you're going next time extra!" He snarled, glaring down at me. Excuse me? I thought. "Like I said, sorry for running into you." I explained sternly. "Like I said!" He shot back, "maybe you should watch where the hell you're walking!" Your kidding? I thought. Give me a break here. "Okay, maybe we got off on the wrong foot." I sighed, "my name is Furyoisa, Fury for short." I put my hand out for him to shake. He looked at me like I had just grown cat ears and shoved my hand away. "Okay then.." I huffed. "What's your name?" He rolled his eyes. "Katuski Bakugou." He growled. "Alright then, nice to meet you Bakugou." He raised an eyebrow then shoved past me to continue walking wherever he planned on going. I narrowed my gray eyes, following him. "Hey wait up!" I yelled, jogging over to his side. "For gods sake why won't you just leave me alone?" He questioned. "Well you yelled at me when I apologized nicely so it's only fair it get to annoy you." I stated. "Karma's a bitch"

"I'm deadass serious! Turn the hell back around and stop following me before I turn you into a pile of ash!" Bakugou seethed, holding up one of his hands which made a series of explosions. Huh, I thought. That's an interesting quirk. "No, I don't think I will." I nagged shoving his hand aside. He looked at me surprised, his crimson red orbs staring at me with utter shock and confusion. I snorted. "Not used to strangers telling you off and being unintimidated huh?" I asked. He shook his head and quickened his pace. I of course, sped up as well, staying beside him. He groaned."So you're just gonna like, follow me until I get home and then kill me once you find out where I live right?" I laughed, putting my hand over my mouth. "Pffff no! Why would I do that?" I said swatting his shoulder. "Don't touch me." He growled. "Sorry, sorry." I muttered putting my hands up.

We walked in silence for about ten or fifteen minutes until he stopped in front of a house. "Alright, we're here." He spat. "Scram!" "Fine, whatever." I said walking back down his driveway. "See ya hedgehog!" I yelled over my shoulder. "WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" Bakugou screamed. "I called you hedgehog." I said plainly, "cause your hairy is spiky and hedgehogs have prickles. Like your charming personality." I said sarcastically. He huffed and turned away from me, slamming the door to his house.

I laughed, walking back down the driveway and onto the sidewalk once again. Heading home to Dabi and the rest of the league. What an interesting boy, I thought to myself. Maybe I'll even go for another walk tomorrow and annoy him some more.