You stuffed your clothes into your bag, still in your pajamas as you and Dabi rushed to leave the house. Dabi put his gun on his waist, walking up to you quickly, his boots stomping against the hardwood. Your hands were trembling as you pulled the zipper, trying your best to ignore the dead in the middle of bedroom. "You almost done?" Dabi asked, pulling his phone from his pocket. The time read 10:15 am.

"Yeah." You muttered, sniffling as he took you in his arms. He held you close to him as you both rushed out of the house, nearly running towards the car. Your heart was still beating out of your chest, it was so loud you could heart it in your ears. If you didn't know any better, you would've thought your heart was going to explode from the inside out.

The two dead bodies that littered the front yard were all you could focus on as you walked into the bright sunlight of the early morning. You were convinced that everywhere you went, you wouldn't get a moments peace. It was like hell on Earth just because you met Dabi. You should've left him alone. You should've never broke into the shop that night. It was the most idiotic thing you could've ever did and somehow you managed to do it and get yourself into this mess.

"Get in." Dabi quickly opened the passenger door for you before he ran around to the drivers side. He was more calm and collected on the outside, but you knew on the inside he was panicking. Any person would. This guy, the one who threaded you, is after him, Hawks, Shigaraki, and now you. And from the looks of it, it doesn't seem like he was going to stop anytime soon.

"I don't get how they fucking found us." Dabi slammed the car door shut, starting the engine and putting the car into drive before speeding off. Buckling your seatbelt, you stayed quiet and held you bag tightly in your hands. Dabi, on the other hand, reached for his phone. From the corner of your eye you could see he was calling someone, most likely Hawks. "Come on! Pick up!"

You sat uncomfortably. Everything made you feel so restless and restricted. The seatbelt, the air in the car, the car itself, this invisible weight on your shoulders, and the trembling of your body. Dabi screaming didn't help either, it only added onto your anxiety as you watched the road ahead. "Fuck!" Dabi yelled, slamming his phone down into his lap. Slightly flinching, you looked over at him. His jaw was clenched tightly and his hands gripped the steering wheels as tightly as they could.

"I heard one of them say something while I was hiding in the room." You uttered, catching Dabi's attention. He glanced over at you, looking at the road every few seconds.

"What'd you hear?" He asked, genuinely curious. His brows furrowed as he waiting for your response, almost like his life depended on it-it did.

"Something about a girl named Natalia."

Whatever color Dabi left on his unburned skin went completely pale. He slammed on the breaks causing your body to lunge forward. "Shit. Shit. Shit." Dabi grabbed his phone again, dialing Hawks number. You just sat there.

"I overheard them saying one of them was pissed because she slept with you...is she maybe why they found us?" You asked.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Dabi kept mumbling to himself, dragging his hand down his face as he kept dialing Hawks's number over and over again. All you heard was the phone ringing until the automated voicemail came through. It'd be a lot more relieving if one of the guys picked up the phone.

Looking around at the empty street you were on, you saw a black car approaching you from behind. For some reason, it started to slow down right behind you before it came to complete stop. Looking at the rear view mirror, you saw the driver staring inside the car, almost like he was looking straight at you. "Dabi." You tapped his arm a few times.

Your eyes never lost sight of the man sitting in the car. Something was off. "What?" He looked at you, brows raising in confusion. Point to the rear view mirror, Dabi followed your direction, noticing the man sitting in the car. Dabi slowly lowered his phone before grabbing his gun from his waist.

"Who is it?" You asked, glancing at him worth concern as he held his gun in his hand.

"Don't know." Dabi huffed, holding the gun in his lap . He softly pressed down on the gas, moving the car on the road again. His eyes were flickering back and forth between the rear view mirror and the road ahead. There was an undeniable sense of dread that came from the man sitting in the car. "Keep your eye on him."

You nodded at Dabi's words, staring at the mirror still. To your surprise, the car wasn't moving. Maybe it was just some random person. "I don't think he's following us." You spoke. Looking away from the mirror, the distance between you and the car came to a point where you couldn't see the man anymore. Shifting in your seat, you glanced at Dabi who still had the gun on his lap while one hand was on the wheel.

Dabi continued to drive, the road silent and empty. It was odd but it's not like you were in the city where cars should be bustling every minute of the day. Reaching down for your bag, you opened it up to try and search for a sweater, something to help warm you up.

"Shit." Dabi stepped on the breaks again, your bag fumbling forward.

"What-" You looked up to see that there were two black cars headed your way, headed straight towards you and Dabi.

Dabi quickly put the car in reverse, stepping on the gas and turning the wheel as fast as he could so the car would turn around. Your eyes clenched shut as the tires screeched across the pavement and the roaring engines of the two black cars grew closer. "Go! Go!" You screamed.

Just as Dabi turned the car around gunfire erupted from behind you, the back window shattering. Letting out a scream, you ducked with your head in your hands as shots continued to be fired. "Stay down!" Dabi yelled, driving as fast as he could to get away. Peeking at the mirror you could see one the cars was catching up to Dabi, dangerously close to your side.

"Dabi!" You yelled. Dabi grabbed the gun from his lap, turning to fire his gun out the shattered back window. The shots rang loudly in your ears, causing you to cover them as you stayed ducked. Just as you looked up at the road ahead, out of the corner of your eye you saw a car approaching you from the side quicker than you could blink. With wide eyes you yelled, "no! No! Dabi!"

Dabi only caught a glimpse as he looked over to your side, a black truck in his sights moments before collision. As soon as the truck hit your side of the car, the air bags went off and the car began spinning faster. You were knocked unconscious from the moment of impact. The glass on your side shattered immediately. The tires screeching loudly as it skated across the road before it lost balance and rolled into a ditch on the side of the road.

There was a hiss coming from the engine, the car flipped upside down as a light sheen of smoke surrounded the car. Dabi let out a groan, his eyes flickering open as a warm crimson substance leaked from his nose and the side of his face. His vision was all too blurry to really make out anything, but he knew he needed to get out of the car and get you out as well. "Shit!" Dabi winced, bringing his hand up to the side of his face, his fingertips covered in blood.

He looked over to your side of the car, the door battered in from the impact but he could care less about that. All he saw was your unconscious figure, your nose dripping blood with scratches and cuts from glass all over your skin. "Y/n!" Dabi called out, his voice hoarse and rough. Dabi hurriedly reached for his seatbelt, his shaky hands fumbling with the belt as the locked clicked and he fell out of his seat. "Y/n!" Dabi breathed heavily, slowly crawling over to you.

Glass crunched under footsteps outside the car before they began shuffling in the grass. Through his hazy sight, he saw multiple people approaching the car, most likely the guys that were after the both of you. "Shit! Y/n! Wake up! Come on, baby!" Dabi reached your side, his arms cut up from the glass. If he was being honest, he had no clue if you were dead or not, but he wasn't going to leave you here. Dabi grunted, reaching for you seatbelt buckle and clicking it. Surprisingly, it came off easier than expected.

With the strength he could muster, he caught you in his arms, trying his hardest to drag you out from his side of the car. "Come on, wake up for me." Dabi muttered, your unconscious body still not responding to a thing he was saying or doing. "Shit! Shit! Please don't be dead!" Dabi completely ignored the pain he was in, his only focus on you right now and escaping.

The door to the drivers side swung open, the metal creak making his ears ring. Before Dabi could react, multiple hands were on him, grabbing him and pulling him away from you. "Get your goddamn hands off me!" Dabi screamed, thrashing around in their hold. His hands began to heat up, his blue flame erupting from his palms, though Dabi felt a pinch in his neck, one that immediately made his quirk go out and his body drowsy. His brows furrowed, the little strength he had was now gone. "Don't...don't do you dare touch her. I'll fucking kill..." His vision began fading and his muscles started to grow weaker and weaker to the point he couldn't hold himself up anymore. The last thing he saw was you, laying there.

The men holding Dabi began dragging him towards the road, a smug look on their faces as they accomplished what so many failed to do. As they walked uphill from the ditch, they were met face to face with their boss, Red. A cigar stuck out of his mouth, a fresh and clean suit on his body, quite the contrast to the situation. He slowly took the cigar out of his mouth to look at the sight in front of him, a smirk forming on his face. "Touya, Touya, Touya," Red clicked his tongue, stepping closer to Dabi. "You disappoint me." He roughly grabbed Dabi's face in his hands, taking a look at his unconscious figure.

A disgusted look formed on his face, remembering how his son was so obedient once. Now, he's a waste of this godforsaken Earth. Red let go of his face, looking back up at the men, "where's the others?" He questioned.

"We don't know, sir. They weren't in the car it was just the girl." The men informed.

"The girl? Oh." Red raised his brows. Even more intriguing. He dismissed the men carrying Dabi as he walked down the hill himself, his eyes landed upon the car wreck. As he got closer, he walked to the drivers side, seeing your unconscious figure laying there in the broken shards of glass. Your skin was bloody and on your thigh was a huge bruise, most likely from when the car hit. Red smirked, he bent down, reaching into the car and pulling you out of it onto the soft grass. "Still with me, sweetheart?" Red placed two fingers under your jaw and pressed down. There was a pulse. Good.

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"Hurry up!" Shigaraki yelled loudly in Hawks's ear.

"I'm trying, okay!" Hawks screamed back, zooming down the path back home. He saw the missed calls from Dabi while they were on their way back.

Shigaraki eyes scanned the road, noticing the array of smoke coming from up ahead. "What the hell is that?" He questioned, seeing as Hawks got closer there was shattered glass and tire marks on the street. "Stop the car!" Shigaraki demanded. Hawks slammed on the breaks, both of them hurriedly rushing out of the car as they ran towards the smoke.

At the top of the ditch, their eyes widened in fear seeing Dabi's car flipped upside down. "Dabi! Y/n!" Hawks screamed, running down the hill without hesitation. "Dabi!" Hawks yelled again. Shigaraki followed right behind him.

Hawks looked inside of the car, his breathing labored as he found it was completely empty. Well, not completely. Your stuff was scattered all over the place and Dabi's gun was sitting on the roof of the car. Hawks reached in and grabbed the gun, removing the mag to see that it was nearly empty. Turning around, he showed Shigaraki.

"Someone was after them." Hawks stated, looking at Shigaraki with worry in his eyes. He shoved the mag back into Dabi's pistol, placing it on his waist. "We need to go and find them." Hawks clenched his jaw, walking back uphill from the ditch.

"Do you think it was Overhaul?" Shigaraki asked.

"Nah, I think it has to do with that picture in your pocket." Hawks pointed before he opened the car door.

Shigaraki stopped in his tracks, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the picture of Red's dead body with the writing 'STILL ALIVE' on it. "Red..."

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Dabi awoke from what felt like hibernation. His head was pounding and his vision was still blurry, but from what he could see, he was in a bedroom. A bedroom he didn't recognize. His heart began pounding in his chest as flashbacks to the car crash flooded his mind. His instantly sat up, remembering how they left you there in the car. Were you dead? Did they kill you?

Dabi immediately rushed off of the bed, running to the door, he grabbed onto the door handle to find it was locked. He pulled and twisted on the golden knob but no luck. "Y/n!" Dabi yelled, hitting and banging on the door as he tried to gather his strength. Dabi pulled himself away, finally taking a good look around the room.

A king sized bed with brown and gold bed posts. The ceiling was painted with some type of biblical artwork he didn't recognize. Even if he did repent it'd be too late for him now. There was a huge mirror hanging on the side wall next to a tall rich brown wardrobe. If anything, the room looked like a cliche one you'd see in those types of castles. But then it dawned on Dabi. Maybe not a castle. But an estate? Dabi caught glimpse of a suit and tie laying hanging from the wardrobe. A suit and tie? His brows furrowed. Why would they give him a suit and tie?

Dabi's heart nearly stopped. They wouldn't give him a suit and tie, but someone else would. Someone who would always make them wear a suit and tie before every job. Someone who claimed it was a good look for the business, classy. Someone who went against his own words when just a few minutes later those suits were soaked in blood. No one other than Red.

It hasn't been Overhaul at all. It was never Overhaul that kidnapped you. It was never Overhaul who set off the bomb in the shop. It was never Overhaul that forced you to try and hurt Dabi. It was all Red.

Dabi stomped over towards the door, his fist banging on the door as he yelled, "Red! Red I'll fucking kill you! Where is she?! Let me out of this shithole! Red!" Dabi tried to use his quirk, not caring if he burned this whole place down. But he couldn't, nothing was happening. He looked down at his hands, confused. Why wasn't it working? "Red!" Dabi let out a guttural scream.

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Red, sat on the edge of your bed as he watched you sleep. He can't believe how long you've been passed out. Must've been some crash. The blood was cleaned off of your face but the bruises and cuts still lingered. Your lip was busted and the bruise on your thigh seemed like it was growing by the hour. Red reached down, gently caressing your you cheek.

You stirred in your sleep, the feeling of someone touching your face waking you up. Your head was pounding, a steady throbbing pain all around. "Dabi...?" You said in a whisper, slowly turning your head and prying open your eyes. As your vision cleared you were met with the face of the man who threatened to end your life on the spot. You let out a scream, immediately backing away from his touch.

You winced in pain as it hurt to move your leg or just move in general. Your body trembled in fear, his gun sitting beside him on the bed as he looked at you. "Nice for you to join us." Red, grabbed the gun off the bed. As much as you wanted to plead for your life, you couldn't even speak. Your mind was racing with so many thoughts but it was like your mouth was glued shut.

Red reached over to you, placing the gun to your head. You whimpered, your entire body shaking as you felt like giving up then and there. The cold metal against your temple caused your lip to quiver. "Please just take me home." You mumbled through tears, your eyes clenched shut as you couldn't bear to look at the man in front of you.

"Last time I did that you didn't do what you were supposed to, remember?" Red pressed the gun against your head harder.

"I tried! I swear! I tried! I was gonna do it!" You pleaded, finding it hard to talk with such a shaky voice. Suddenly, the cold metal was removed from your skin. Fluttering your eyes open, you caught glimpse of his.

"I believe you." He spoke in hoarse voice, placing the gun back down on the bed. Red tried to grab onto your hand but you jerked back from him, flinching at his touch. "I see." Red sighed, standing up from his spot on the bed. He grabbed his gun, placing it on his waist as he began walking over to the door. Twisting the handle, he was just about to walk out before he spoke, "I almost forgot to tell you, Jin betrayed me." Red looked back at you, a menacing look in his eye before he slammed the door shut.

With furrowed brows your eyes were fixated on the door. Why would Jin betray him? After all of this why would he betray him? If he wasn't here then where was he? Did he kill him?

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At this point, Twice became Jin. A point of vulnerability. The vulnerability he had when he was around you. "Sir." Jin choked out. He was trying to push him away. He was too strong. Too fast. Red was furious to all hell. And that's why they called him Red. Whenever he was angry, even just the slightest bit, his quirk could be activated. And with that, he would see red all over. He'd feel nothing but pure rage. It was seething from every place on him. "You let her escape didn't you!" Red shouted, pushing Jin up against the wall, still choking him out.

"No! No! I swear!" Jin's eyes were wide, his hand wrapped around Red's wrist, clawing for some relief. Red clenched his jaw, taking the gun from his waist and pointing it at Jin's head. He cocked the gun back, the cold barrel touching Jin's temple. It sent chills through his body. "I should fucking kill you." Red spoke calmly, pushing the gun up against his head even more. "Sir, I did everything for you!" Jin was begging. In this moment, his life began flashing before his eyes, recalling every moment he made in life-even the ones that led him here.

"Repeat that." Red demanded, pointer finger on the trigger. A small amount of pressure could end it all. Jin was regretting every horrible decision he made. Every bad thing he did. That included hurting you, betraying you. Why did it have to be you? Greed led him down this path, it became an addiction. If he just stayed with you. If he just followed you. Things would've been different. "I did everything for you. I gave up everything for you." Jin repeated. Red's eye narrowed.

The bravery Jin had...would cost him his life.

Bang!

As the shot rang, the bullet went straight through Twice's head. But to Red's surprise, nothing but a gray like goo splattered against his office wall. Red backed away in confusion, looking at the figure in front of him. The figure of Twice began melting in front of his eyes, melting into the gray goo that had splattered against the walls. He had used to his quirk to duplicate himself. Red's eyes widened in anger as he watched the figure completely melt in front of him.

His chest heaved up and down, the anger coursing through him more than he has ever felt before. There was an uneasy feeling in his chest as he stared at the floor, gun still in hand. Red's men came running into the room within an instant as they heard the shot go off. "Sir? Are you okay?!" One asked.

"Find Twice." He ordered.

"But Sir, he just entered your office." One explained.

"I said find Twice right fucking now!" Red turned to them with his gun aimed high. The others stared at him in fear, noticing by his eyes that his quirk was activated. They nodded, rushing out the room to do as they were told.

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Jin drove his car towards Red's old estate. He looked at the picture he had in his hand. A picture of Red's dead body with the words, "STILL ALIVE" written on them. Jin clenched his jaw as he placed the picture back into his pocket. He wasn't going to go down as one of Red's little henchman.

He wasn't going to go down as some type of follower who listened to one man because he had a capability of putting fear into anyone he laid eyes on. Jin was going to create his own path, a path to help you, Dabi, Shigaraki, and Hawks. And he was capable of it. This isn't meant to redeem the sins he's already committed. But it's to help him escape from this nightmare he is living. If Dabi, Shigaraki, and Hawks can defeat Red with a little bit of his help, Jin was willing to do it. It's about time someone puts that asshole in his grave and who better to do it than his own three sons?

Jin stopped the car, taking the key out of the ignition. He exited the car, walking up to the abandoned estate. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the key he stole from Red's office and the picture. Unlocking the front door, he made his way through the quiet and dusty place. If Dabi, Shigaraki and Hawks were smart enough, they'd look here before devising a plan. They grew up here. But, they have no clue that this is Red's doing. But they will now.

Jin made his way into Red's old office. Everything was a mess. But that was the least of his worries. He walked up to the desk, placing the picture right in the middle of it. Jin stared down at the photo, shoving his hands into his coat pocket. "Burn in your own sons flames-your personal hell, asshole."

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄:
HEYYYYY!! Okay so I finally updated!! I hope this chapter was interesting and I hope you enjoyed the little plot twist at the end. I'm sorry it took so long for me to update, this book isn't really popular and I didn't know if anyone was still reading it so I never updated it, but here you go! I hope the lore is keeping you on the edge of your seat?? Enjoy!