Warning: Graphic, and violent scenes

A few hours earlier.

Hitoshi POV

Everything hurts.

Everything.

C/N is dead. He's dead and he's never coming back because of me.

I've hurt everyone I love, and they don't even know.

I might actually be the rotting scum of the earth that I preached to Mineta about.

I'm no better than him.

I don't deserve to be alive.

The sun began to set, as I rounded the last corner to my destination. In my right hand, I held a black trash bag. It only carried the small corpse of a cat, but the bag was incredibly heavy. It held the weight of all of my pent-up guilt, anger, and sadness.

I let out a sharp breath as I entered a familiar alleyway.

This is where we met you bub.

Tears began to prick at the corners of my eyes as I reminisced on the simpler times.

Before I fucked everything up.

This part of town isn't the nicest, but I wanted to lay C/N to rest where we met him. Maybe he had some good memories, or even a family here before us.

I pulled my hood over my messy hair as I approached the dumpster that was placed along the brick building of the alley.

I took a long deep breath as I stared down at the bag.

"C/N...I'm so sorry..." I started at a broken whisper. I couldn't stop the tears that began to fall from my eyes.

"It has only been a few months since we found you here, but those few months were so special to me." I began to speak softly to the bag.

"I hope that in cat heaven there are an unlimited amount of laundry baskets t-that you can sleep in...I hope that you are reunited with the one's you love and that you-"

"Look what we have here..." A gruff voice suddenly rang out from behind me.

I spun around quickly, startled by the voice. My eyes landed on two large men, they had to be no older than thirty. Even from feet away, they reeked of weed and alcohol.

"What's in the bag...huh." The man in front of the two spoke. He had long brown hair and wore a dirty white wife-beater.

My eyes widened as he pulled a switchblade from his pocket.

Why...

I froze, not uttering a word as I clutched the bag tighter.

"Aw...he's cryin...what a little bitch." The second man spoke out before he took a hit of his blunt.

By now I had backed up completely into the dumpster. Both men were now feet away from me.

There's no way I can call for help, or escape without my quirk right now. But even then, I can't brainwash two people at once. So by the time I use my quirk on one of them, the other will catch on. So I'm going to have to use it on the most dangerous one.

"What the fuck do you guys w-want?" I spoke lowly, holding the trash bag behind my back. The long-haired man spoke first.

Please work...

"We just-" He started before I pretended to cut him off.

"Please just leave...I don't want any trouble with you two." I suggested, shooting the other man a glare as he began chuckling.

"He's right, we should leave him be." The long-haired man spoke almost robotically, causing me to internally curse myself for thinking that this would work.

"Yeah you're right we should leave him be, he's just a kid." The man smoking the blunt agreed, causing me to let out a breath of relief.

My breath of relief was cut short when he slapped the long-haired man in the back of his head, instantly knocking him out of my control. He began to laugh as the long-haired man began to come back to his senses.

"You must think we are fucking stupid, all of you young damn kids have quirks these days. My brother would never say some dumb shit like that." The blunt man laughed.

"What the fuck did you just do to me you little fuck..." The long-haired man seethed out lowly, inching closer to me as he pointed his pocket knife at me.

"W-what are-" I started before I was punched roughly across the face, causing the trashbag to slip from my grasp as I stumbled to the ground.

No...please

"I'll check what's in the bag, you go deal with that little bitch..." The long-haired man ordered as he scooped up the trash bag.

"NO PLEASE JUST LEAVE IT ALONE!" I cried out desperately from the ground before I was roughly kicked in my side, causing uncontrollable coughs to escape my throat.

Years blurred my vision as I received repeated suffocating kicks to my gut.

The man with the long hair took his switchblade and sliced the trash bag open, causing C/N's stiff body to slide out of it and onto the cold floor.

"A fucking cat...?" He spoke harshly, turning his glare to my broken figure on the floor.

"H-he just died...please just leave him alone..." I sputtered out through my tears.

My blood ran cold as I watched a sinister smirk pull at his lips.

"Heh...bro this kid is a little pussy. Just look at him, fucking crying over a cat." The man with the blunt mocked me, as I released choked-out sobs.

Seconds later, a pained cry escaped my throat as the long-haired man brought his heavy boot down on C/N's body. The sound of cracking bones filled the alleyway, followed by the sick laughs from both men.

All people...

"PLEASE STOP!" I bellowed, instantly receiving another kick to the side.

Are...

The long-haired man joined in. Now I was relentlessly being kicked and stomped till I couldn't breathe anymore.

The rotting scum of this earth...

After a few seconds, I was roughly lifted to my feet, and pinned against the filthy wall behind the dumpster.

By this point, I had given up. I believed that I deserved this. I deserved every second of this. Also, this side of town is basically deserted, so when they kill me I won't be found for days.

I received a few more punches to the gut before the long-haired man lifted his switchblade to my throat, burning his intense glare into my emotionless eyes.

I remained still and silent, not even reacting to his blade.

"Maybe we can make some money off that pretty necklace ya got there..." He spoke condescendingly as he tapped my black cat necklace with the tip of his blade.

My eyes instantly narrowed at him.

"Aw...the little bitch has a thing for cats...doesn't he." He chuckled out to his brother. In the next second, he roughly yanked the necklace, causing me to lose it.

My fist connected with the long-haired man's face faster than any of them could react. He stumbled back, clutching his nose as I lunged at his brother, throwing sloppy punches at him, before tackling him to the ground. Within seconds the long-haired man ripped me off of his brother, throwing me to the concrete roughly.

I blocked his attempted punches to my face, causing him to go for my already injured torso. I released a choked-out yell of pain, as he relentlessly brought his heavy fists down on my torso.

"WHY!?" I croaked out, through ragged breaths.

"Ha-" He started, before all of my pent-up rage poured out.

An insane bloody smile covered my face as I watched his eyes go dull.

"Dig that blade deep into your brother's throat, then stab yourself in the fucking eye," I growled out ferally, feeling a different kind of satisfaction wash over me as I watched him turn and plunge his switchblade deep into his brother's throat before he could even react. He took no time pulling the bloody blade out and digging the blade straight into his own left eye.

Both men instantly collapsed to the ground in a pool of their own blood. The long-haired man instantly laying lifeless while the other laid slowly bleeding out, staring at me with wide eyes.

I kept stone-cold eye contact with him, watching his life slowly fade away into nothing as he choked and gargled on his own blood. A crazed smirk pulled at my lips as the last bit of life left his body.

Both men now lay lifeless, the alleyway was filled with a chilling silence.

Looks like a murder-suicide to me...

I took off my blood-stained hoodie and walked over to C/N who also laid in a pool of blood. He looked even more broken than before.

All because of them.

They deserved it.

I wrapped his body in my hoodie, walking over to the dumpster and giving his soft snow-white fur one last rub before releasing him.

It's dark out by now, so nobody will find these pieces of shit for a while.

I walked over to the blunt man and pulled a switchblade out of his pocket. I also pulled a newly rolled blunt out of his pocket, along with a lighter.

Now I just check if Y/N is alive. If not I'll leave this fucked up world tonight.

I might as well already be dead...

A/N: I couldn't sleep tonight so I wrote this at 3 AM... but yeah, this chapter was kinda hard to write. I never realized how hard it is on the writers to write this fucked up yandere stuff. Like I genuinely feel bad for Shinso now, I'm going to go read a wholesome Shinso fic real quick.

Peace Out ✌