This is a DabiXoc with a twist. (It's actually a ShotoXoc, that's the twist) Now onto the description. Please read, it takes the place of a prologue.
I was walking through the streets of my home town. The news of my grandmother's death had spread, leaving people to constantly say "I'm sorry" or "she was an amazing woman." To me when they saw me. I just wanted to be alone and process this. That's why I ran into an alleyway; the alleyway was dark with only a slight blue glow at the other end. Or at least.. I thought it was slight.. in actuality, it was a roaring inferno of brilliant blue flames that was leaving the alleyway aglow.
But still the glow seemed light with my senses still filled with water from the shock of the horrible news.
A moment later a man emerged from the glow of the flames; burnt skin, and stables connecting the burnt skin from the healthy. The smoke from his cigarette flowing out the holes from his staples.
The unfamiliar man, the one I barely registered, looked me up and down before grabbing my arm and picking me up bridal style. My senses were to dulled to realize he was kidnapping me when he carried me off.
"So kid. My names Dabi. You?" No answer from my part, as his words sounded far away and muffled.
"Okay then, we'll work on that. How old are you?"
I managed a response, this time having heard his voice "fourteen...".
He smirked and let out a low chuckle. One I didn't register as my vision blurred out from the sides and spots obstructed my view. How long had I been out wandering with out food water or shelter? What day was it?
My vision disappeared as the burnt man carried me somewhere, smirking evilly.
"You'll do nicely."
DISCLAIMER- THIS STORY CONTAINS: RAPE, ABUSE, AND TEEN PREGNANCY-!! AS WELL AS DARK THEMES! SUICIDAL THOUGHTS/ACTIONS AND SELF HARM! IF THIS BOTHERS YOU PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION! THERE ARE WARNINGS WHERE DARK THEMES BEGIN AND END
Started December 9th 2020 at 1am
I DO NOT OWN MHA
𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
Aarna never thought two pink lines could shake her world.
She stood frozen, staring at the test in her trembling hands. Pregnant. A word she had longed to hear, yet feared the most.
Would he accept it? Or would he push her away again, just like before?
The door creaked open. Her heart pounded.
Sharad's sharp gaze met hers. "What are you hiding?"
Her breath hitched. She wasn't ready for this. Not yet.