" Your Not A Monster. " || Dabi X Reader ||

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Night, i love the night
The light of the moon slowly shining through the glass of my window reflecting on my skin.

The moonligh was always a thing i love. It made me feel come. It gave me comfort. Everytime i felt like shit, i sat by my window and watched the sky, the stars shining bright as ever, the moon looking so fascinating as ever.

' 1 am '
' 2 am '
' 3 am '
' 4 am '

I still sit beside my window, slowly cutting a little wound into my skin, as the blood begins to flow i start touching it and it begings flowing into the air. I start making shapes with it, first a star, then a triangle and then i start twirling it around my finger, forming spikes.

^ BOOM ^

A loud noise appears as i shoot it into the hard cement wall. This is what i do. I start bending my blood. Thats my quirk. I call it "bloody mess". My quirk is powerfull. I can kill many people at once. I can control other peoples bodys if the have an open wound. And i can make it into different shapes. I love it, its like i have control about another human being. Only one person knows about my quirk. My roomate who is also my best friend. I hide it, in the past.. people called me a MONSTER..

It was when i was, in kindergarden,
I excitedly ran to the other children showing of my quirk. I twirled my blood around my finger. My clothes were a mess. Blood all over them  blood on my face. The blood was everywhere. They all backed away into a corner.
Some screaming, some crying.
And some DEAD
I COULDNT HELP IT.
IM SORRY
IM SORRY
IM SORRY
IT WAS THEIR FAULT.
IT WASNT MY FAULT
NOT MY FAULT
NOT MY FAULT
NOT MY FAULT.
THEY WERE THE ONES WHO CALLED ME A MONSTER
MONSTER
MONSTER
MONSTER
IM NOT A MONSTER
NO
NO
NO
I killed them.
Every kid.
Every human.
Everyone near me.
I killed them.
They called me a monster, i mean sure i couldnt blame them, my body was covered in blood. I still blamed them.
They made me upset and thats what they get for thah.
Im not even sorry.
I was standing nearby a wall, looking at the mess before me.
At the bloody walls.
At the lifeless body's
I giggled.
Maybe i am monster.
I am a fucking monster.
If they call me one, then i will be one.

I chuckle as the memory crosses my mind. I am now 20. That was 15 years ago. The first time i killed someone. Now, i had countless dead body's on my name. I could build a theone out of the skulls of all the humans i killed so far. I never wanted this. Every time somoene knows about my quirk. They call me a monster. Everytime somoene calls me a monster, i kill them.

My parents

Dead.

My sister

Dead.

My aunt

Dead.

My old co-workers

Dead.

And soon everyone

DEAD.

eveyone who crosses my path will be dead. Thats what i swore to myself as soon as i killed my parent. As they tried to kill me. As they dragged me down the basement. As i cried for them to stop. As they pointed a gun to my head. Oh believe me i loved them. I really did. But what they tied to do to me was unforgivable.
I bit into my finger ripping the skin of. Blood flows down from the tip, as i make small spikes and shot them at my parents. As soon as they had wounds, well, i sucked the blood put of their bodys. Their blood splashed onto the basement walls. Everything became a bloody mess. Thats how i got the idea for my quirks name. Kinda ironic.

* KNOCK KNOCK *

a knock appears on my door.
"Yes?" I quickly reply.

The door opens and my best friend yuka comes into my room.

"Are you kidding me y/n? Why are still awake? Its almost 5 am." Yuka says giving me a judging look.

I shrug. "My life, my rules. I say with a cocky grin.

"No, my Apartment, my rules. Got to sleep. Seriously y/n, you need to get up in 2 hours. How are you planning on working if you dont sleep?" She says leaning against the door frame.

"I just wont go to work, what will they do? Fire me? If they fire me i'll rip they're heads of." I say with an innocent voice smiling at the last sentence.

" you cant just kill everyone. This isnt how life works. This isnt how this society works. So go to sleep. " yuna says as she turns around to leave.

" as much as i love you're mom attidue, no. I wont go to sleep. Also this society sucks. Hero's suck. I wanna kill them all. Everyone. They all get on my fucking nervs." I say with an annoyed undertone.

" y/n, you do know that i am an hero right? " she says glaring at me.

" blah blah blah, i know and you know your the only person who i would leave alive. I love you so much yuka " i say giving her a sweet look.

She sighs. " alright, look if you stay home, stay in you're room. Remember when i told you im working with hawks together? He's coming over tomorrow since we have something to disguss over an upcoming mission. "

I glance at her. " Why is HE Coming HERE? "

She glares at me. " y/n did you seriously forgot that you attacked and killed my whole work place just because some dude flirted with me? Its closed now. "

I grin. " oopsie. "

She just giggles and leaves, leaving my door open.

" CLOSE MY FUCKING DOOR YUKA. " i yell at her.

No awnser. I get up and close my door. Moron. I lay back into my bed. Thinking what i should do tomorrow. Probally nothing since i cant leave my fucking room.
Why? Well, as hero's say im a villain. As i say, im just somoene with a different oppinion. As hawks sadly as it is, is a hero, he cant see me or me and yuka a screwed.

I slowly start to drift of, my eyes closing and my vision becoming black. Guess i will go to sleep.

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Well, so uh idk what to say, this is my first story. Hopefully i will finish it lmao. As you could probally  read theres a lot of gore going on because of y/n quirk. She's a bit crazy.

I hope this wasnt short i tried my best since rn its 5 in the morning for me. I hope y'll like my spelling mistakes hehe. I'm from germany so there could be quite a bit of them.

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