Decieved of happiness

                                    

                                          
Hellow there my ground potatoes! 
This chapter was finished way quicker than I thought. Just saying, tissues might be needed.
Hawks's pov will contain abuse and blood, so if they are touchy subjects then I would advise you to skip it. 
                          
Now I hope you enjoy this chapter :)
                          
~Dabi's pov~
Shigaraki's footsteps echoed loudly in the empty hallway, but all Dabi could hear was his own heartbeat ringing in his ears. He reached over towards the figure still standing in the doorway, but he started to shake halfway. Dabi clenched his fists and quickly withdrew his hand. Take a deep breath, he whispered. Everything was fine. If he could live in oblivion, that's what he would do. But it was too late for that. 
                          
"H-Hawks."Dabi tried to control the shakiness in his voice, but no acting in the world could disguise the sadness in his voice. Dabi stood up and somehow made it to the doorway without breaking down. Hawks just stared at him blankly. Dabi couldn't help but embrace him into a quick hug before letting go. He didn't have the right to touch Hawks anymore. He didn't even have the right to look at him.
                          
"Listen, I-I'm really sorry. I really didn't mean anything. I mean, I-." He broke off, and just stared down at the ground.
                          
"I know I'm not in the position to say anything, but if you could just give me a chance, please." Dabi finally started to shake again, but this time, he could feel the tears coming. If he had any left. 
                          
"I'll do better sir. Please!" Touya tried to cling onto Endeavor's arm, desperate to stop him from going to his mum.
                          
Endeavor just turned around and narrowed his eyes. 
                          
"You're not fit to be the number one hero and you never will be! God, why did I have to have three useless kids..."
                          
Touya clutched his head and a heart wrenching sob escaped from his lips. This wasn't right. He was suppose to be strong enough support his siblings, and be useful. He didn't want to put too much pressure on his mother, since she's taking care of his brother in her stomach. The doctors had said the baby was due anytime soon, and he didn't want to be a burden. Especially not with a father like Endeavor.
                          
The weeks went by in a flash, and one day, his mother didn't return from work. What if something bad had happened?! Then Touya would really have to be alone. That night, he curled up in the corner of his room, hugging his knees. All of the emotions inside him flared up, but he just took a deep breath and held it in. It hurts. Every time he had training, the blue flames would quickly consume him just moments after he had summoned them in his palm. Because of this, Touya had fresh burns every so often, but the worst was on his arms. Clenching a fist, Touya started to cry, muffling his sobs so that he didn't wake his siblings. Never, in a thousand years would he ever let them know the pain and torture he was going through. If only someone could bear the burden with him. What did they call them? Oh yes, the thing he needed the most was a friend.
                          
Dabi looked up at Hawks again. Wondering he'd ever be forgiven. Was forgiveness even a thing for him?
                          
~Hawks' pov~
No. This couldn't be happening. He had just been bought by the League of Villains leader, Tomura Shigaraki. This was bad. It could be worse than Giran, on a whole nother scale. Hawks's last mission, 2 years ago was to infiltrate the L.O.V and stop them once and for all. When that failed, the consequences came in, one by one. First, his wings had been taken from him. Dabi had kidnapped him, hoping for some kind of revenge against the heroes. As if that wasn't enough punishment, Dabi had later revealed that he was Touya. All of this ended up with Hawks in Giran's clutches. And now Shigaraki.
                          
The car ride back to the L.O.V's base was awkward as hell. The driver, known as Spinner had hardcore rock 'n' roll music the whole way back. Shigaraki's glare did not make it any better. As they finally got out of the car, Hawks stumbled out of the vehicle and just stood in front of Shigaraki. They were in an old abandoned office building, maybe on the 10th floor or higher. Their base has definitely changed these few years. He looked over the edge of the building. Pretty good escape route from life ahead of him. Hawks mentally shook his head and just focused on the patch of rubble in front of Shigaraki's shoes.
                          
"You can jump ya'know." Shigaraki suddenly said.
                          
"I'm not gonna stop you. I know that look anywhere. You're probably just hanging onto life by a single thread." He continued, pacing around the building, scratching his neck.
                          
Hawks shook his head warily. 
                          
"What are you trying to accomplish?"
                          
Shigaraki ignored him and kept on talking.
                          
"We are actually quite alike. Thrown out at a young age, neglected, starved, hated. And then suddenly, a saviour suddenly pops out of nowhere. But the only difference is that no matter where you go, you're still gonna suffer,"Shigaraki paused behind Hawks, leaning over his shoulder.
                          
"Keigo."
                          
Hawks's blood froze.
                          
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It's been hours already, but still, Toga didn't stop. The only thing that now kept her going was the lust for revenge. It probably felt good to draw some blood out of the person who had killed her closest companion. Hawks's throat was still raw from the non-stop screaming that filled the tiny room in a goddam building in God-knows-where. He had stopped trying to beg about an hour ago. Just screaming. After all, Hawks still haven't forgiven himself for Twice's death. The two words 'what if' has been hanging at the back of his mind for a long time now.
                          
Hawks just knew that Shigaraki's intentions wasn't good. He should've taken the free no-equipment-skydiving ticket to hell. After confronting him, Shigaraki had handed hin to Toga, who was seething with anger and the thirst for blood. Now he was strapped to a stupid chair, in a stupid room stuck with his stupid self-pity. This was way worse than Giran. When he meant strapped, Hawks meant nailed. Toga had nailed his screaming self to the fucking chair. Two nails through each collarbone, two for his arms on the armrest and two through his thighs. Hawks wondered what was keeping him alive. He was already broken, but it seems like no matter how much he suffered, it would never be enough. 
                          
Just as he was inserted in his thoughts, Hawks felt the waterworks starting. He screamed again as Toga laughed psychotically, now stabbing him with her knives. It hurts. Everything hurts.
                          
"Please Toga, just kill me! I know sorry won't help but haven't I suffered enough?"Hawks tried to plead. 
                          
There would be no one to help him. No one to save him. With this, a small grin started to form on his blood-splattered features. Hawks laughed again as Toga stabbed him. The pain was really getting to his head. Thoughts became jumbled as he started to laugh louder, trying to contain the tears mixed with blood. 
                          
Please. Satan, God, whatever. Cruel world, just end me.
                          
And that was his last thoughts before Hawks slipped into nothingness once again.
                          
Now, don't come attacking meh for hurting poor Hawks
                          
I feel bad too T^T
                          
Just remember, happiness is within reach🥔🥔🥔