(Discontinued) ~Tasteful~ Yandere! Dio Brando x Fem! Reader

Chapter 9: Feral

What...is this feeling?

My stomach and chest feel, hollow....

My mouth feels dry, I feel heavy.

Where am I?

No, something isn't right.

My mind is so...fuzzy.

Power, I feel so much power.

It's so difficult to calm, what is this sudden burning feeling?

Distant voices...?

What are they saying...who are they?

This burning feeling is so strong...I want to scream.

I want to yell, I want to release this anger.

I yearn for more of this powerful feeling.

I want more of it...

Give me more of it...Please...Just let me heal these wounds.

It hurts and burns, what is this metallic taste?

Blood...I taste blood....

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Air fills your lungs and you let out small weak coughs. The taste of blood stings your mouth as you try to regain your sense of vision. You feel...refreshed in a way. Your ears ached but you could clearly hear fighting nearby. Accidentally, your fingers brush against something hard.

Glancing downward you're met with a horrid sight. A stone mask laid on your stomach, covered in what you knew was your blood. You were surprised you still managed to live as it coated the stone floors. Moving the mask aside you see the damage. A stab wound to the stomach, you wondered if you were blocking out the pain as you didn't feel anything.

Another cough, but this time it wasn't as bad. Your fuzziness from blood loss was fading. The more the fuzz cleared, you understood what had went wrong. Another tragedy caused by Brando. You wish you could just...kill him already.

This mask caused everything. It made Dio a vampire, now you. Your life was ruined because of him. This feeling of anger bubbled within you. An anger that made you snarl, like you were going to completely lose it.

There was no pain anymore, standing up from the pool of blood made you feel stronger. The urge to laugh had to be suppressed, maybe you really were going to lose it. Walking took awhile to get used to as you made your way towards the noises of fighting. You felt like you were born anew.

You could use this power, to finally fight him. It felt amazing. Even if you could no longer continue your normal life, that was fine. You'll be happy as long as you end that fool. Burn him alive, tear off his head, show him how you really feel.

You frown at the wound on your stomach, but considering his abilities, it will fix itself. Your footsteps echoed in the halls as you enter the room where you heard fighting. You growl at the sight, your new urges hard to keep under control. This would take some getting used to.