Doll~ || Villian Deku ✔️

Chapter 13: Darkness

"She's no longer here boys, so there's no need for you either."

BANG.

SPLAT.

Blood splattered from a pierce in Todoroki's arm.
The crimson liquid slid down his arm, seeping into the hospitals white bed sheets.
He groaned but held tight on Y/N's wrists.
He shoved her against the back of the hospital bed, tightening his grip.

"What did you do with Y/N." Todoroki growled.

Y/N just smirked.

"Nothing. She signed herself up for this. I'm her shadow. You can call me Yumi."

"I won't call you anything but a monster." Todoroki snarled. He froze the ends of her hands.

"That's cold." Y/N whined. It isn't fair to call her Y/N anymore.
That isn't her.

"I don't care. Give her back."

"Let me talk to Midoriya." Y/N, or should I say Yumi, asked.

"No." Bakugou grumbled.

"The police are going to let me talk to him anyway, sweetie." Yumi smirked, leaning back in her bed.

The nurses came rushing in shortly after.
Todoroki had to explain that she was distressed, and he froze her hands to stop her from pulling at anything.

Because the truth sounded like a lie.
But the lies sounded like truth.

Y/N was let out of the hospital a few days after.
Yumi was still in control.

She returned to school as usual, but Mr Aizawa allowed her to stay in the dorms to try catch up.

A week later, the police needed Y/N to talk to Deku.

She said with a smile "of course, if it'll help the police then sure!"

Todoroki tried to convince Mr Aizawa you weren't healthy enough.
But his words did nothing.

"Ms L/N, come through here with me." An officer called. She got up and moved into an interrogation room, her eyes shining hints of scarlet.

She sat down as Midoriya was brought into the room.
"Y/N! Thank god you're okay! I am so, so, sorry!" Deku cried, his hands cuffed in front of him.

Y/N smiled weakly. "It's okay, I know you didn't mean to. The league did something to you."

The police officer left the room.
Y/N's smile faded.

"The league did something to me too... remember Yumi?" Y/N started, her hand covering half her face.
She was trembling, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Deku faltered in his breathing, his eyes filled with worry. "Your- your quirk.." he stammered.

Three years ago...
Deku hid behind a park tree, his breathing hitched, his body shuddering in fear.
The night was cold and dark, the streets empty.
"Dekuuuuu~" Y/N cooed.
Her eyes were a scarlet red.
She had let the darkness within her, otherwise known as Yumi, take control.