Whispers in the Wind

Guilt

Dabi's POV:

The thought of us making a mistake when the culprits was this obvious was something that I couldn't imagine. It was clear as day and night that the boy was the one that killed our son but what my chicken said wasn't wrong too.

We never actually tested the feather ourselfs. Our own anger and sadness made us immediately believe what we saw and what that sus as fuck detective told us. I knew he had a screw lose when he talked to us. The way he looked at the blood and the way his own sidekick needed to make him focus on the sight before him was surely one in a kind.

Shit!

Chicken is right!

We never tested the feather!

And that damn detective!

I swear if it turnes out he just told us what he was then I'll go and fucking destroy his own life!

Damn it!

We should have double checked!

How could we be so stupid and guilable!

It was because of this that that that I was walking out of a room leaving my husband behind. Even though I saw the tape, there were so many questions open that we just ignored. I knew back then right after we did that to him, right when the bad feeling started,  that something was wrong but it didn't seem like it.

Without any stops I went straight back to our home where we had the feather in a box with our little sons' stuff. I took it out and went to the next laboratory.

It was rather unusual for a hero to come here but I couldn't wait for the results so I went in and straight to the next person.

Me: Hey you!

Guy: How may I help you?

Me: I got a feather from a case. It's important and I need the results right NOW!

He looked perplexed. Naturally, everyone would look at me like that. No hero would come inside skipping the reception and going straight to the first person I found other than the one in front for the customers.

Guy: Excuse me-

Me: You fucking find out if that is an animal feather or one from someone's quick, RIGHT NOW!

I pushed the feather right into his free hand and creating some small fire in my other hand.

Did I threaten the person right now?

Yes, yes I did!

Did I care?

No!

We had a kid in a hospital because of something we both did. The pure thought that we made a huge mistake was something I just couldn't and didn't wanted to have true. Thought as ridiculous as it sounds I was still in denial. However, with each step and each act I did the ignorance I had was breaking and the more I was left in that uncertainty the more my bad feeling grew.

Me: You waiting for a fucking invitation or something?

Guy: No sir! Sorry Sir! I'll be going to work immediately.

Time skip brought to you by a scared cat playing with some black feathers.

It took the guy only 15 minutes to return back but in these 15 minutes I felt very bad. Guilt was eating me away. By now I accepted the truth and knew that my gut was telling me something I ignored for way too long.

Guy: Sir, the results are out.

Me: And?

Guy: The feather is a normal raven feather. There was no indication that it is from a person's quirk. In fact, that is out of the question.

The more I heard his words the paler I got.

Shit!

Goddamn it!

We... We destroyed a life!

He was innocent all along!

I am burning that bitch of a detetcive alive!

Guy: Sir is there anything else you need from me?

Me: No.

I turned around taking the feather that is now in a bag with me and went straight to the hospital. Knowing what I knew made it all the more difficult to face the boy but that was something me and Hawks needed to do.

It wasn't for long only around 2 hours after I left my husband, I returned back to him.

Hawks: And?

He didn't greet me. Instead all he said was a question. That was something I loved on my husband. He knew me all too well and he could think too. Hawks wasn't dumb and it was quite obvious where I went too.

Me: He is innocent.

Hawks: My god, Dabi! We-

Me: I know.

Hawks: He nearly died,

Me: I know...

Hawks: So, what do we do now?

Me: Find the culprit and the fucking detective 

Hawks: That's out of the question! But what do we do with him? We can't just leave him be! It's all our fault!

Me: Let's adopt him.

Hawks: What if he doesn't accept us? You saw how he ran away.

Me: But we can't just leave him on his own took.

Hawks: I know but is this really a good idea?

Me: Let's give him space and watch over him for now.

Hawks: He won't forgive us that easy. You know, that right?

Me: I know... But it's still better if we are close to him and help him out.

Hawks: I understand but I fear he will hate us even more.

Me: Still better than him ending up dead because of us! We can make this right.

Hawks: No Dabs! We can't! Do you know what it means for a bird to get robbed of its wings? We basically broke him spirit!

Me: But you can help him out! We can help him get back up.

Hawks: How?

Me: He still has a quirk, remember?

Hawks: The ravens?

That was exactly when we heard a knock at the window. Looking at it we saw a couple of ravens looking at us and trying to get us to open the window. To be honest it was frightening to look at them after knowing that we wrong him. They looked as if they were ready to attack us.

Me: Nope! Not gonna let them in.

Hawks: Not a chance!

Me: Anyways. Let's train him and give himthe chance of being a hero back.

Hawks:... Ahm Dabs, there is a problem with that.

Me: What fucking problem?

Hawks: He despises heroes thanks to us.

Me:... Shit!

Hawks: For now, let's adopt him and fill out the paper so he can have better treatment.

Me: Let's do that.