Bloodless Hands. BNHA (VILLAIN reader)

Chapter 7: Sliver of Happyness

Blood drips from my mouth, my breath was heavy and uneven. My arm sat limp next to my body, my body was beyond its limits. My eyes look around searching for her, I gripped the gun with my non-dominant hand. My feet dragged my battered body down a long, dark hallway. Every step a took sent pain shooting through my body, it was as if my bone was snapping with every wrong move. Gun shots echoed through the halls, adrenaline quickly started to pass over me when I went into a panic-filled rage. My limping quickly turned into a sprint. I slammed the door open and all I was greeted by was crimson splattered across the back wall, without meaning to... or wanting to the murderers blood spiked out of their body making them a fleshy pin-cushion. My partner and best friend was dead in front of me and now I'll never know who sent the killer or why.

I slowly wake up to a loud knocking on my door, I sigh and grab a sweatshirt I brought from home. I open the door and see Tokoyami and Jiro standing there, I wave a little. "Come on, dinner is about to start." Jiro said smiling a little.
"Okay." I answer simple and closed my door behind me, I look at Tokoyami, who was following quietly as we all walked. 
"So what made you want to be a hero, Chikako?" She asked me trying to start up some small talk.
"I-Uhh, just want to be someone my brother can be proud off... and give him a good chance, I guess." I answer wholeheartedly, I truly believed if I would be a hero it would be for him and not me.
"So you have brother, neat." She smiled a little, "We don't really talk much but I can tell you are a hard worker and care about people." I felt a smile pull my lips up, it felt... good, to get a real compliment.
"I agree." Tokoyami chimes in from behind.
"Thank you." I laughed nervously as I rubbed the back of my neck. 'I hate that you're all so nice.'

When we got to the dinning room, I was taken aback by how pretty everything was. My eyes looked around frantically, admiring everything. I was scared to touch anything in risk of breaking anything, I would have to find a few more employers to pay back any damages that I cause... so hopefully I don't do anything wrong. We sat down and ate I for the most part sat there silently, just listening. I was enjoying this time, it was refreshing to be honest. Then the dream... memory I had resurfaced in my head, pulling my mood way down. Before I knew it I'd zoned out again, mindlessly poking at my food.

"(N/N) are you okay?" I snap out of my funk and look over at Izuku, he eyes held slight concern. I laughed nervously and waved my hand in front of my face, a bad habit I had.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking, the mind is a dangerous thing." I smiled through my lie, anytime I feel fine I'm violently pulled back under the quicksand of dread I live with. "Well, I'm full... and tired." I stretched and stood up, without letting anyone ask anything else, I leave.

I disappear down the dark halls, my breath becomes heavy the further I get. The longing for comfort rips through my body, the need to curl up into a ball and hide away from world increases. My eyes blur as I open my door, I silently cuss under my breath. I start to pace around the seemingly increasing small room, the walls felt like they were squishing me. My chest was tight and heavy, my vision was blurred and tunneled. My body shook as I started to hum to myself to calm myself. My shaky breaths were sharp and uneven, my eyes now sat closed as I sat down on the floor. My head leans back on the bed frame, after a good 20 minutes I calmed down.

I grab my phone and lay down on the floor beside the bed, I saw a text pop up on my screen.

Best Bro ❤️
Hey, sis, Miss you, I'm fine and at home. Hope you're having fun see you in a few days.

I smiled to myself, I look at the time and start typing.

You should be sleeping, kid.
Buttttt thanks, sleep well and see you soon

I sent and smiled to myself when he replied with 'you too'  I pulled myself up from the floor and curled up into the bed.

...Earlier...Deku's POV...

We sat at the table talking when I glance over at (N/N), her head was down as her fork pushed the food around. "(N/N), are you okay?" I call to her and she quickly looks up and let's out a laugh and waves her hand a little, which I noticed she does quite a bit.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking, the mind is a dangerous thing." I didn't know how to take the last part of the sentence, I went to open my mouth but she spoke before I could, "Well, I'm full... and tired." She stood up abruptly and walks out.
"She's been acting weird since we got here, I don't get her." Sero says to Denki, Denki just shrugs.
"She could be homesick, or uncomfortable?" Momo thinks aloud.
"Maybe." Uraraka shrugs a little.
"Why the hell does it matter, it's nothing to fucking cry about." Kacchan interjects rudely.

...Todoroki's POV...

I stood up and walks without a word, I walk down the hall. This could be a perfect time to talk one on one with her, figure her out more. I turn the corner and see her clinging to her sleeves, stumbling to her door. Her hand turn the knob and she walks in, her face was shrouded in a dark shadow. As soon as the door closed I walk up the door, I heard a lot of shuffling around the room. Then silence, I sigh and walk away. Maybe I should wait, I walk to my own room.

...NEXT DAY... (Y/N)'s POV...

I stood in my room and sigh, I pull my gym uniform on and sigh. I stare at the short sleeves, my scared arms stare back at me. "They'll find out some day, either against me... or with me." I walk outside, my arms behind me. I stand with the rest of 1-A, Aizawa starts explaining stuff, my eyes meet some of them of 1-B.

Everyone was quickly put to training, my train was... difficult. I basically had to fight one of the Pussycat's, continually get hurt for my body to repair it. I was agile and a decent fighter but I had to keep my habits of scratching my enemy at bay. Most of my hits were close up and weak point based attacks, knowing how people'a quirks worked and their weaknesses were essential. But I didn't know her well enough or any information to be blunt. I only knew that it was earth manipulation and her hero name was pixie-bob. I wasn't proud but I was getting my ass-kicked, I few times I snapped a bone it would always snap back. Sometimes the snapping back hurt more then the actual breaking part, truly relied on when the break was.

By the end I was extremely tired, I laid in the dirt, panting. My energy had depleted completely, at this point death seemed like the kinder option. My entire body ached, even down to the joints and in toes. I felt like I could rest for the next week, a nice decide coma. I stood up and stretched a little, I started to make my way back with the rest. During this whole ordeal I forgot about my scars until someone had to point them out. "Chikako, why do you have those?" I look over my shoulder and see Kaminari, pointing down at my arm. I gave him a small glare and turned around looking away, I wasn't in the mood to come up with a lie or try to explain away the cuts. I spoke softly and rougher then how I've been speaking with them. "Quirk." I growl out walking away, faster.