Storm of War (Velvet X Ghidorah Reader)

Prolouge

3rd POV
A young man, roughly the age of 17, sat in a cell at the police station, he had scars on his face and his hands and legs cuffed. He remained silent as he looked at the floor, concentrating hard. His knuckles were covered with blood as calls were heard all around him. Footsteps were heard coming closer to him and then stopped. He looked up to see a female cop with a broken nose.
Cop: get up.
The young man stood up and walked with the female cop, he remained staring at the ground as the blood dripped from his knuckles. He was brought into an office and was placed in a seat. A man sat in his desk, holding his head.
Chief: I assume your hands hurt Y/N?
The young man looked at the chief and began to smile.
Cop: you think this is funny?!
Chief: please.....don't. He.....can't help it.
Y/N began to laugh out as tears slowly came from his eyes, giving a quick flash of yellow happened in his eyes before the laughing instantly stopped, going back to staring at the floor.
Chief: I want to send you to a psychiatric hospital....but you've been in and out all your life....I don't know what else I can do....there's another idea but you would not handle it well.
Y/N looked at the chief before his eyes flashed yellow again.
Y/N: that why you're a washed up drunk who's wife cheats on him with Mr. Perfect, someone who can please her?
Chief: I'm setting you up a meeting with someone to look after you. You're gonna hate her. Strict, and doesn't take stuff, and does well with people in your state.
Y/N: sounds like someone you could use to help with the dri-
His eyes flashed again, cutting off his sentence as he went back to being quiet.
Chief: listen.....I know it's tough, you have this.....condition if I shall put it, you're a Faunus, your parents abandoned you.
Y/N: no need to bring it up sir.... the best thing to do is live life.
Chief: so the calm one as come out?
Y/N: for the time being.....I'm sorry about anything they did or said.....Mrs.....I have a question for you.
Cop: what is it?
Y/N: which one did it.....anger....or laughter?
Cop: anger.
Y/N: I want to apologize for that.....I know a broken nose hurts.....I would've never done it in thi-
His eyes flashed yellow as he then began to laugh again.
Y/N: it's just so funny! Just imagine the way it went bop! HAHAHAHA!
Chief: I'm going to give her a call, why don't you stay in a cell until she comes.
He looked at the chief wild eyed as he continued to smile. The cop grabbed his arm and walked out of the office. As Y/N walked with the cop he began laughing, causing many others to look and making the workers obviously uncomfortable. His eyes flashed again before becoming silent and looking around. He saw the cell door open for him and he walked in, the heavy door closed behind him.
Y/N: why.....why did I have to attack that police officer....they were just on duty. They did nothing.....and I broke her nose....I need to try.....and keep control....it's come to the point the anxiety pills and anti depressants don't help....them again there's no medication for me.....hopefully this woman is good like the Chief said.....but I've been in and out of homes even more so than hospitals....I was kicked out of a church orphanage even.....I need some sleep.