Beneath The Sun (Risotto x reader x Abbacchio) Completed

Rebound

August 25, 2003

Abbacchio stood by an apartment window near a shopping center to keep an eye out. Abbacchio chose to go alone so no one could hold him back. Connecting a wired headset to an old recorder Abbacchio, at the same moment as  Risotto pushed the play button on their players. 

"Life seemed to be nothing more but an endless ricochet. Just an endless loop that involved me. They did everything and anything you could imagine...I don't even know who they are."

Risotto listened to your recording while walking into a shopping center with Illuso, Sorbet, Gelato, and you. The team would have passed to be unnoticeable if it weren't for Risotto being the only 6 foot tall, silver-haired man with vampiric eyes. Abbacchio has them in sigh but his plan of approach is different. 

Instead of confronting he will keep his distance and follow La Squadra. 

Your eyes were glued to every colorful object that caught your attention. The boys kept you in the center of a circle they created to keep you protected. There were many items you wished to have had the time to explore but sadly you do not have that privilege. 

Could it be possible to live a life where you are the only being not knowing what having materials are like? Being capable of tasting anything and being able to explore their city's. But even now as the boys attempt to hide you from the public eyes, many seem to stare down to you. 

It made you feel self-conscious as you took out Risottos hoody from your bag. Looking at the people who continue to stare down to you the nerves of insecurity hit you for the first time. The experience of being in a noisy, public area with so much happening at once. 

Letting out a whimper you slid on Risottos hoody gripping the bangs from the sides pulling them down. Risotto glanced over his shoulder seeing you pulling an anxiety attack, yet you held trust with them since you weren't looking around like an animal. 

Okay, so maybe you have a different way of acting upon your emotions. 

That shouldn't be an observation but it just became one for Risotto. Anyone else in your shoes who lived your horrors would've lost their mind and more likely fled the group.

Relaxing on the ring of a French countryside water fountain your eyes glimmer continuously. With a glance from your eyes, every detail of what you saw was saved. A very sharp photographic memory that would catch every single detail. Physically and mentally you were put under amounts of stress until the potential of your genetics unlocked. 

Their psychological treatment always held your abilities responsible for you being categorized as "non-human."

Everyone around you, their ethnicity, languages, and cultures made you feel welcomed.

The diversity that mixed in with the young, but not so much with the old made you understand the mentality of people. The old seemed to be lonely with no one to enjoy their time with; meanwhile, the younger generations seemed to stay in their groups, or stray. Seems like every generation is born for the world that developed around them. 

All these souls, each one more beautiful than the next. Earlier you thought people were staring at you when it was later admitted, all the looks were for the boys. 

Your pov 

"They know I exist, some turn to look me in the eyes as they walk by. It's not the same look as when I was wearing the asylum clothes or the patient zero uniforms. No one is running away or threatening my existence. No one looks at me as if I were extraterrestrial."

The wind blew your hair over your shoulders exposing your neck. 

"I wonder what if I just," 

Your hands were in fists in your lap ready for anything that would threaten you. When you were a child, the experiments that were conducted in order to keep you away from the public were psychological. You were taught to stay away from people, pets, anything that pertained to the soft existence of humans.

You were compared to a "regular human" girl. 

She yelled and panicked at the sight of you. Just like all who were close to you. Of course, they made her believe you were a monster but you had no idea. 

The asylum they sent you contained no "normal humans" which is the reason you met Alice. The only true friend that you viewed to respect as a sister. 

But now standing out in public you are just like everyone else. No one would even know you had a dangerous ability. 

Like a bomb just waiting to go off.

"No, I want to change."

Closing your eyes sensing all the people walking around you they were no threat. Letting out a deep breath your stomach felt as it had rocks rolling around. Relaxing your clenched fists, your eyes fluttered open with a welcoming smile. It was one that made everyone return one as well. 

Risotto was leaned against a wall giving you freedom of exploring the world. The team created a defensive tactic in which they are scattered leaving you to be alone. The team exchanges posts in order to keep you safe. 

Risotto watched the smile that formed your rosy lips, eyes shut tight as you lowered your defenses. Chery manifested by your side making giving Risotto an anxious feeling. You have no control over your stand its own being. 

Chery seemed to be searching for something. Risotto looked around spotting a hooded figure fast pacing in your direction. Risotto pushed himself off the wall catching the attention of his group. 

"Time to switch?" Sorbet asked looking at a watch that reflected Risotto walking your direction. 

"No, seems like something spicy is going to happen" Gelato wrapped his arm around Sorbet's waist as they both smiled. 

Chery breathed and exhaled fumes from her mask seeing the hooded figure getting closer. In her act defense, she clapped her hands causing a miasma to surround you. Risotto stopped seeing the miasma surrounding you. The people that were passing too close to you in hailed it and begun to viciously cough.  

You watched people stop and cough viciously. A businessman fell to his knees holding his neck regurgitating his lunch. People began to scream and panic as the sick people staggered around coughing and crapping themselves. 

Getting up you looked in horror as everyone ran into your miasma. "Y/n!" Risotto shouted pushing his way through the swarm of people. The wave kept growing as you were being pushed around. Chery seeing you in stress caused her to take action. 

Looking up to her you shook your head screaming seeing that it will happen again. Once more you will be the cause of hundreds hospitalized or dead. Once more you will be the monster they all fear. Once more you will be reminded that you.....

Are a monster.