Dabi: "I'll be fine. Just... stay here with him."
He moved to open the window, preparing to climb out.
(Meanwhile at the other side of the city inside of an abandoned home).
Shigaraki: "Where am I?"
He asked calmly, looking around the abandoned house. His eyes landed on Lady Nagant sitting by the window. She was staring outside quietly—noticing Shigaraki's awakening.
She answered simply.
Lady Nagant: "Random changed the game."
She didn't look back at him—her voice was flat and unemotional. Shigaraki blinked.
Shigaraki: "What does that mean?"
He got up slowly—his body aching slightly from the previous battle. Lady Nagant finally looked back at him.
Lady Nagant: "It means—everything is different now."
(Flashback - Waiting Room).
A sudden note materialized in front of everyone, the words written in elegant, mocking script: "I'll be teleporting each one of you by random so this is your last chance to escape. A brand new game—where everyone could enjoy. Only a few advance. One team gets to make it out alive. Survive and find the safe zone... escape my world."
Everyone went deathly silent—the low chance of survival hanging heavily in the air.
A blinding white flash of light—a signal that everyone had been teleported into the zombie apocalypse game. The waiting room disappeared instantly, replaced by the harsh reality of a world overrun by the undead. Each person found themselves in random locations across the city—some alone, some in groups... but all facing the same terrifying scenario.
(End of flashback).
Shigaraki: "So... Random really changed everything huh?Dammit... so this is like where we started."
He muttered, his brow furrowing in frustration. He turned to Lady Nagant, his voice tinged with concern.
Shigaraki: "What about the others? Are they...?"
His voice trailed off, uncertainty hanging heavily in the air. Lady Nagant shook her head.
Lady Nagant: "I don't know—Random keeps changing everything."
She looked down, her expression unreadable. Shigaraki's face is set with determination.
Shigaraki: "We need to find them—only one group can advance, right?"
Lady Nagant looked out the window again, the sunset painting the sky in hues of orange and red.
Lady Nagant: "The zombies are more active at night... plus there are other dangerous things out there—rapists, serial killers, super villains."
She met his gaze calmly.
Lady Nagant: "So please wait until morning."
She paused.
Lady Nagant: "We don't know where the others are right now—wandering around in the dark could be suicide."
Her tone was firm.
(Meanwhile at the abandoned apartment).
Chrono: "Don't be stupid, Dabi."
He pleaded, grabbing onto his hand desperately.
Chrono: "You'll die if you go out there."
He looked up at Dabi with tear-filled eyes as the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the abandoned city. Dabi looked out the window, his heart heavy with guilt and determination.
Dabi: "I have to do this... If I don't, Overhaul will..."
He trailed off, his voice cracking. Chrono pleaded desperately.
Chrono: "Please don't go... Please... stay here with me..."
Dabi: "For his sake."
He murmured firmly, using his other hand to gently but resolutely let go of Chrono's grip. He turned and grabbed the backpack to use it for the trip. His voice was stern as he gave instructions.
Dabi: "Lock the doors and windows—protect him while I'm gone."
With that, he climbed out the window carefully, making his way down to the street below. Chrono watched him go with tears streaming down his face.
Dabi: "Be right back..."
Chrono: "Dabi..."
He whispered brokenly as he watched Dabi disappear into the darkening cityscape. He turned his attention back to Overhaul who was sleeping fitfully—his skin was pale and clammy. Chrono gently picked him up in the bridal style.
Chrono: "Let's get you somewhere safe."
He murmured softly. He carried Overhaul slowly back towards the bedroom—his eyes catching sight of Overhaul's severed hand lying on the floor, a grim reminder of the earlier confrontation.
Chrono: "I have to clean this place up..."
He muttered to himself, gently placing Overhaul down on the bed. He tried to make him comfortable, whispering soothing words.
Chrono: "It's okay... I'm here..."
(In the background)..
A tall, black-clad figure stood silently, watching Chrono's movements.
(At the dark alleyway).
Dabi peeked around the corner cautiously.
Dabi: "Hospital is probably around here somewhere."
He muttered under his breath.
(In his mind).
"Clear for now."
He stepped out from the shadows, his footsteps silent as he moved down the desolate street. The darkness swallowed everything around him—the occasional groan of a zombie echoed in the distance but nothing close.
"Just a little further..."
He kept his hand near his knife, ready for anything. The rain had stopped but the smell of blood and death filled the air.
Dabi glanced up at the sky warily.
"It's going to rain soon... Zombies are more active in rainstorms due to the loud sounds."
He watched as lightning struck a nearby street sign with a deafening boom—he knew immediately what that meant. The screeches of approaching zombies echoed through the air, growing louder by the second.
"Oh no!"
He took off running as fast as he could—desperate to put as much distance between himself and the horde that was no doubt attracted by the noise.
"Random is trying to get me killed."
He thought bitterly as he ran, his heart pounding in his chest. He saw the ladder leading up to the roof of a nearby building—it was his only hope.
"Dammit... but no choice."
He quickly climbed up the ladder, his movements hasty but precise. As soon as he reached the top, he looked down—his worst fears confirmed. A horde of zombies, at least twenty strong, were lumbering towards the building, drawn by the sound of his footsteps.
The rain suddenly intensified, pouring down in heavy sheets—turning the already dim street into a thick foggy mess. Dabi's vision was severely hampered, the heavy rain and fog obscuring everything beyond a few feet away. He could hear the zombies below—sloshing through puddles and growling hungrily—but couldn't see them clearly. His heart raced as he realized just how trapped he was—the rooftop offered safety from the zombies but put him at the mercy of Random's unpredictable weather patterns.
(Meanwhile at the abandoned apartment).
Back at the abandoned apartment, Chrono watched as heavy rain lashed against the windows—its force shaking the building slightly.
Chrono: "The rain is powerful."
He muttered worriedly.
Chrono: "Dammit Dabi... hopefully he's alright."
He turned slightly—his eyes widening as he saw someone standing right behind him—a black figure moving towards him silently. Before he could react—it seemed to disperse into smoke-like tendrils and enter his body seamlessly... Chrono froze completely stunned—his eyes going wide with shock but no sound escaping his lips...
Chrono's eyes momentarily turned completely black—like pools of ink before snapping back to their usual color. He smirked suddenly—his movements fluid and precise as he grabbed a length of rope and began tying Overhaul's legs apart, securing them tightly. He then used another piece of rope to tie Overhaul's hand behind his back—making sure the boy would be completely immobilized. Overhaul groaned softly—on the verge of waking up—but Chrono quickly stuffed a cloth into his mouth to muffle any sound he might make.
(In his mind).
"What am I doing?"
He continued to secure Overhaul's bindings—his movements almost mechanical. He looked around—his gaze landing on a tall black figure standing silently beside him.
"Who... who are you?"
He asked fearfully—his heart rate spiking as the figure didn't respond. Instead—the black figure opened its mouth slowly—its voice echoing creepily.
The Black Figure: "I'm going to rape your friend... with your body..."
It whispered menacingly.
Chrono's eyes widened in horror as he realized the truth of the black figure's words—he had no control over his own body. Panic surged through him as he was forced to watch, helpless, through his own eyes.
(Outside his mind).
Overhaul stirred awake—his vision blurred as he felt gentle hands touching his most intimate area. His heart raced frantically as he focused on the figure—it looked almost exactly like Chrono, but something was off... it was too calm, too detached.
Overhaul: "Chrono?"
He mumbled desperately through the cloth gag, his voice muffled but audible. His blurry eyes darted around, taking in his tied-up hands and spread-eagle legs. He struggled weakly against his bonds, panic setting in as he realized he was completely helpless. His gaze locked onto the figure kneeling between his legs—it looked like Chrono, but something was deeply, deeply wrong.
Chrono: "You're awake, Kai... I was worried about you."
His voice echoed unnaturally—almost demonic as he removed the cloth from Overhaul's mouth. His smirk grew wider as he snapped his fingers—the room changed dramatically. The windows were now completely blocked off, and the doors sealed shut. A cart filled with various sex toys sat ominously in the corner.
Chrono: "This room is soundproof."
He purred happily.
Chrono: "So you can scream all you want—no zombies will hear you..."
Overhaul: "Chrono, wake up! Please!"
He begged desperately, tears streaming down his face as he saw his own clothes vanish—leaving him completely naked and vulnerable. Chrono merely chuckled darkly—his eyes gleaming with an unsettling light as he snapped his fingers again. His own clothes disappeared too—leaving him nude as well. He reached out and gently caressed Overhaul's trembling leg.
Chrono: "I'll leave once... the rape is done..."
His voice dripped with malevolence and hunger.
Overhaul: "Stop it! Chrono, WAKE UP!"
He screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing off the soundproof walls. He looked around frantically—desperately hoping to see Dabi somewhere—anywhere. But there was no sign of him. Just him and the horrifying maniac laughing maniacally as he brutally shoved his rock-hard member into Overhaul's unprotected asshole—causing him to cry out in pain.
Overhaul: "AHHHHHH!!"
Overhaul: "Take it out!"
He demanded desperately between painful cries—his body remembering the trauma of Alexa's rape all too well. The demon possessing Chrono merely laughed maniacally.
Chrono: "No since you're going to feel SO MUCH PLEASURE soon!"
It thrust into him brutally—holding nothing back—as Overhaul's screams echoed off the walls. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh mixed with Overhaul's agonized cries—each thrust brings back horrifying memories of his previous assault.
Chrono: "Moan, you little bitch... or I'll use my toys on you."
He growled menacingly as he shoved his thick member deeper into Overhaul's ass—hitting his prostate dead-on. Overhaul let out a muffled moan through his tears—his body convulsing with pain as Chrono continued his relentless assault. Suddenly, Overhaul's eyes widened as he felt something vibrating in the press against his cock—looking up, he saw Chrono reaching for a large, buzzing dildo.
Chrono: "No... please..."
Overhaul: "W-W-What's that?"
He stammered weakly as he tried—and failed—to close his legs against the invasive device pressing against his cock. The vibrations overwhelmed him immediately—his body betraying him as a moan escaped despite himself. Chrono smirked demonically.
Chrono: "Does that feel good Kai? I bet it does—you're moaning like such a whore!"
He moved the vibrating dildo up and down Overhaul's shaft—watching as pre-cum dripped out before cum suddenly burst from his tip.
(Meanwhile in the rainstorm).
Dabi gritted his teeth as he climbed up the slippery ladder, the rain pouring down in sheets—making the rungs treacherously slick. He could hear the zombies growling below—some trying to climb up after him, their dead hands slipping on the wet metal. Lightning struck randomly around him—each flash illuminating the chaotic scene briefly before plunging everything back into darkness. He kept climbing, his grip white-knuckled.
Dabi: "For Overhaul's sake... Chrono better be taking good care of him..."
Dabi finally made it inside the building through the open window—slamming it shut behind him as he leaned against the wall, catching his breath. The rain continued to pound relentlessly against the glass—a constant drumming that echoed through the empty halls. He sat on the floor—looking down and listening to the rain—his mind wandering to Overhaul and Chrono back at the apartment.
(In his mind).
"They're probably fine... Chrono's taking good care of him..."
Completely oblivious to what was truly happening back there...
"I have to wait until the storm clears up..."
Dabi looked down at the floor as he heard the distant sound of gunshots echoing through the rain.
"Someone's nearby... but in this weather?"
(Out of his mind).
Outside, the zombies suddenly stopped their mindless growling—their attention drawn away by the loud noise. They began shambling off in the direction of the gunfire—leaving Dabi temporarily safe inside the building.
(At a few blocks from the building where Dabi is at).
Akira: "I do enjoy killing... whether they're alive or not."
He murmured calmly, his voice barely audible over the sound of the rain and distant gunfire. He was perched atop a building—a long-range sniper rifle in his hands—as he scanned the desolate cityscape through his scope. Suddenly, a note appeared right behind him—its presence was sudden and unexpected.
Akira: "I wonder how long this rain will last..."
He mused thoughtfully, his masked face breaking into a slight smile as he reached back to pick up the mysterious note.
The note in Akira's hand simply read.
The note: "Would you like to make a deal?"
Akira raised an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on his lips as he considered the offer.
(Meanwhile, on the other side of the city).
Midoriya found himself in a dimly lit room—the sound of heavy rain pounding against the windows. He looked around, trying to piece together his memories.
Midoriya: "Where am I?"
He mumbled, his eyes wide as he took in the unfamiliar surroundings—he remembered being hung up on that cross, the pain, the blood. He was about to say more when he heard footsteps approaching—the door opened and Toga stepped in, beaming widely.
Toga: "You're awake! That's good!"
She chirped happily. Midoriya stared at her in disbelief.
Midoriya: "Toga... you're here?"
He could hear the relentless pounding of rain outside—its sound muffled by the thick walls.
Toga: "The game has changed."
She said calmly, her usual cheerful demeanor replaced by something more somber. Midoriya blinked at her, confused.
Midoriya: "What do you mean... changed?"
He could hear distant growls—zombie noises echoing outside. Toga's single visible eye welled up with tears—one droplet rolling down her cheek.
Toga: "Random is planning to kill us all... It's not a game anymore... it's a massacre."
She whispered brokenly.
Midoriya: "Toga, move out of the way!"
He yelled immediately, lunging towards her to push her aside.
The black figure seamlessly slipped into Midoriya's body—possessing him completely. Toga's eyes widened in horror as Midoriya's green eyes turned completely black—his gentle voice replaced with something cold and maniacal. He ran towards her at an inhuman speed.
Midoriya: "I'm going to kill you!"
He laughed manically, his hands reaching out to grab her throat. Toga backed up quickly—her mind racing.
Toga: "Midoriya... listen to me! You have to fight this! I don't want to hurt you!"
She cried—but Midoriya wasn't himself anymore.
Toga didn't hesitate—she ran towards the window, breaking it with her foot and launching herself out into the pouring rain. Midoriya, possessed and violent, grabbed her shirt—trying to yank her back into the house.
Midoriya: "Come here!"
He snarled—but Toga was desperate to survive. She kicked him hard in the face—the force of her kick sending him stumbling back as she escaped out the window, disappearing into the stormy night.
Toga: "I'm sorry Midoriya... but I want to LIVE!"
To be continued in the next chapter