"Father"

Hawk's POV

The feathers flew past me, going for the targets that I sensed. I focused on the feeling of the air. The way that the air bounced off of it's surroundings. It was right there. I let the feathers hit the target right before I heard cheers. I smiled and took the blindfold off. My senses immediately balanced out, making it harder for me to sence the surroundings of my feathers.

I looked at the target. Bullseye. I looked around me and saw a few people cheering. Specifically, there was Father. That's what he told me to call him after he took me in. He trains me himself. Sometimes he even gets the help of his other men. They all are very fond of me.

Father gave me a high five, and I felt satisfied. He led me back to my room afterward. It wasn't so much mine, as it was everyone's. When I say everyone, I mean 10 other kids. We have bunkbeds lined against the walls of the long room. At the end of all of them, is the bathroom and closet. Father said goodbye to me as he left the room. I climbed onto my bunk, apologizing to the kid below me for shaking the bed.

I tried to take a nap when I sat up there. But I couldn't block out the sound of some kids talking. They were talking about Father. One of the kids, Morri, was talking, and the other kid was unfamiliar to me. They were talking about some rumors. Apparently, Father 'got rid' of a kid that couldn't prove himself useful. He was failing at getting his quirk stronger and he was disposed of. No one heard what happened to him after he left the school.

I felt myself getting angry at their conversation. He had done so much for me and they were talking about him like he was a monster. They continued to talk. They started calling him creepy. They talked about how he looked creepy, like he was attracted to little girls. I was fed up with them talking. I hopped off the bed, getting the attention of only a few other kids. I walked across the room and approached the two kids.

Morri was the first to acknowledge me. But before I got a word in, I had punched him, throwing him to the floor with strength that I didn't even know I had. But I didn't let it faze me. I got down on his chest, holding him there, and kept punching him. The other kid tried to move me but I attacked him with my feathers, stabbing him in the arms and legs. He started to cry loudly, getting the attention of the staff.

Before I knew it, I was being dragged off of Morri, who had a face full of blood and wounds. The other kid didn't look so good either. It was the first time that I had realized that I stood a chance in this wretched world. I thought, in that moment, that I would be expelled. I would be that kid in the rumors. I would be expelled, and no one would hear from me again. Would anyone want to hear from me? It's not like any of them know me.

But I wasn't expelled. Father was proud of me. I couldn't believe it. He told me that I was getting stronger. He told me that when I needed the fuel in a fight, think about those that angered me. Think about moments like that. Imagine the pure bliss of getting the revenge. If I ever have doubts when it comes to killed a villain, imagine them as the enemy.

I woke up, light hitting my eyes and making me squint. I honestly didn't expect to wake up a second time in this room. Dabi wasn't next to me. But I heard the toilet flush, so I knew where he was. I thought back to the dream. That was the first time I had harmed someone. It was an act of villainy, but the boss made me feel better about it. I was so young too. I was very grateful to him. It was why I owed him my life. He didn't get rid of me when that's all he should have done in that moment.

The bathroom door opened and Dabi walked out. I looked at him and smiled, sitting up. Dabi walked toward me and climbed in bed. "We are not getting up yet."

I checked my phone. It was 5 in the morning. Dabi covered himself up with the blankets and I laid back down. I cuddled into Dabi and covered us both with a wing. I leaned up to him and kissed him passionately. I feel like I could get used to something like this. I liked being in here. And then I imagined Dabi waking up in my apartment instead. Our limbs tangled in my sheets. Maybe even my couch.

We could take a shower together and not worry about the water being used too much. I cuddled into Dabi's chest and thought about how I could bring the subject up. But before I could decide, I had fallen asleep once again. It was too warm. Too comfortable. I feel something new when I'm with Dabi. It's something I had never felt before. I'd never felt this feeling of attraction to anyone else. I want to stay like this... forever.