Dabi as the narrator: "A few days have passed, and I still have no clue if Lady Nagant has escaped with those children. To this day, it still weighs on my mind. However, there have been some changes to my body. And especially Overhaul is starting to act strange..."
He observes as he turns his gaze towards Overhaul who is currently banging his head against the wall repeatedly. The unusual behavior doesn't go unnoticed by Dabi who begins to feel an unsettling sense of unease. Overhaul's actions seem increasingly erratic and concerning.
Dabi: "Overhaul..."
He calls out softly, reaching out a hand to gently grab Overhaul's stump and stop his self-harm.
Overhaul freezes, then suddenly spins around, his eyes wild and bloodshot.
Overhaul: "Don't touch me."
He snaps, his voice higher than usual.
Dabi: "Fine."
He mutters, letting go of Overhaul's arm. He hears one of the prison guards opening the door and throwing their food trays onto the floor with a loud clang.
The male prison guard steals a glance at Overhaul and Dabi, his eyes darkened with unhideable lust. He adjusts his uniform pants discreetly, trying to hide his growing erection.
The Male Prison Guard: "Here's your food."
He grunts, throwing the trays harder than necessary. His eyes flick between the two inmates hungrily.
Overhaul barely glances at the food before turning his attention to the male prison guard. His gaze lingers on the guard's flushed face and the bulge in his pants. For a moment, Overhaul's eyes narrow slightly, as if considering something. Then, without a word, he stands up and approaches the guard. Dabi watches with raised eyebrows.
Dabi was about to reach out and stop Overhaul but suddenly, a vivid image of death flashed through his mind. His eyes widen in shock and fear as he freezes, his hand mid-air. The room seems to grow colder, and an unsettling silence falls. Overhaul stands face-to-face with the prison guard, his expression unreadable.
Overhaul: "Please fuck me, Daddy."
He growls softly, a smirk playing on his lips as he wraps his stumps around the prison guard's waist. The guard's eyes darken with desire, and he quickly locks the cell door behind him before pulling Overhaul closer.
The male prison guard leans in to kiss Overhaul's neck softly, his hands squeezing Overhaul's ass possessively. Overhaul lets out a low growl of approval, head tilting to give the guard better access. The guard starts grinding against Overhaul, clearly hard as a rock.
Overhaul's stomach growls loudly as he suddenly sinks his teeth into the male guard's neck, sucking up blood eagerly. The guard lets out a shocked moan, his hands tightening on Overhaul's ass as he starts to feed. Blood drips down Overhaul's chin as he continues to suck and bite.
Dabi's eyes widen in sheer terror as he witnesses the gruesome scene unfolding. His scream echoes through the cell block, filled with genuine fear and horror. He stumbles back against the wall, hands shaking as he watches Overhaul feed on the guard's neck like a vampire. Blood splatters everywhere...
Overhaul feasts on the male guard's body with reckless abandon, tearing into flesh and consuming every morsel. He devours internal organs, crushes bones to suck out marrow, and even eats the guard's clothing and accessories, leaving nothing but a clean, bloodless skeleton behind. The cell is covered in blood and gore...
Dabi slides down the wall onto the cold floor, his entire body shaking violently with fear. Tears stream down his face as he stares at the horrifying scene before him—Overhaul standing amidst a pool of blood, his face and stumps stained red, chewing on the last remaining bones with an almost peaceful expression.
Overhaul: "That hit the spot."
He murmurs softly, licking blood off his lips. He throws back the remaining bones and looks around the cell. His stomach growls again, softer this time. He stretches his body, his eyes meeting Dabi's terrified gaze. He realizes that Dabi is scared shitless.
Overhaul: "Something wrong?"
His voice is calm, almost casual, as if he hadn't just devoured a person whole. He approaches Dabi slowly. Dabi shrinks back, eyes wide with terror.
Overhaul: "You're shaking..."
Dabi: "What happened to you?"
He stammers out, his voice barely a whisper. Overhaul stops in front of Dabi, towering over him.
Overhaul: "I had a meal."
He replies simply. He looks down at his blood-covered stumps and licked his stumps clean.
Overhaul: "Tasty too..."
Dabi: "This isn't normal, Overhaul."
He whispers, his hands gentle but firm as he pins Overhaul's stumps above his head against the bed. Overhaul's cheeks flush slightly at the unexpected touch.
Overhaul: "And you think pinning me down is going to help?"
He asks, a smirk playing on his lips. His voice is low and teasing, his body relaxing under Dabi's touch.
Dabi: "It's the drug."
He says, his voice firm and steady.
Dabi: "Something is changing inside of us."
He leans closer, his eyes searching Overhaul's for any sign of recognition or understanding.
Dabi: "That kinky drug they gave everyone in this prison. Something is changing us!"
Overhaul: "But All Might said it was for their kinky pleasures, for us to be used as toys!"
He exclaims, his voice rising slightly. He tries to pull his stumps free from Dabi's grip, but Dabi holds firm.
Dabi: "What if it was a disguise for something else?"
He asks, his brow furrowed in thought.
Overhaul stares at him, his expression incredulous.
Overhaul: "You think All Might is hiding something behind that 'kinky pleasures' facade? You're stupid, Dabi."
Dabi: "I'm not talking about All Might, you piece of shit!"
He growls, slamming his forehead against Overhaul's. Overhaul's head snaps back, and he blinks dazedly for a moment before snarling back,
Overhaul: "Watch your mouth, Dabi!"
He headbutts Dabi back just as hard.
Dabi: "I just believe that the Hero Commissary has something to do with it."
He says firmly, holding Overhaul's gaze despite the lingering pain from their headbutts.
Dabi: "I believe everyone is getting tricked."
Overhaul's expression turns thoughtful for a moment before hardening again.
Overhaul: "I guess it makes sense..."
He murmurs, still slightly dazed from their headbutting match. He stops struggling against Dabi's grip, his eyes slowly focusing back on Dabi's face.
Overhaul: "But what does it change? We're still trapped here."
He licks a drop of blood off his upper lip.
Dabi: "True, nothing changes."
He agrees, his voice flat. He releases Overhaul's stumps, stepping back and running a hand through his messy hair.
Overhaul sits up slowly, gingerly touching the reddening bump on his forehead.
Overhaul: "Stupid Dabi."
He mutters under his breath.
Dabi: "Oh, hush."
He retorts sharply.
Dabi: "At least I didn't eat someone."
Overhaul's eyes narrow at the jab, but he doesn't respond verbally. Instead, he glares at Dabi silently, his expression darkening further.
Dabi: "We need to find a way to escape this hell hole."
He mutters darkly, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. He runs both hands through his hair again, ruffling it even more.
Dabi: "Before we start snacking on each other like damn cannibals."
His eyes Overhaul warily.
Suddenly, Overhaul leans forward and coughs up something metallic. It's a key card, landing with a soft thud right next to Dabi's feet. Dabi freezes mid-step, staring at the card in shock. Overhaul leans back against the wall, panting heavily.
Dabi: "Well, I guess this is useful."
He says dryly as he picks up the key card. He turns it over in his fingers, examining it closely before looking back at Overhaul with a mixture of annoyance and grudging respect.
Dabi: "You could have mentioned you had this sooner, asshole."
Overhaul: "I forgot that I ate him whole."
He says casually, shrugging one shoulder. Dabi's eyes widen briefly before he rolls them dramatically.
Dabi: "You're an idiot."
He mutters, standing up and heading towards the door without another word. He slides the key card into the slot. Nothing happens.
Dabi looks down at the card, his brow furrowing as he realizes it's been modified. It's not the standard issue key card used by the guards; this one has been altered to include fingerprint recognition. He turns back to Overhaul, holding up the card irritably.
Dabi: "This thing needs a fingerprint."
Overhaul starts to cry silently, his face contorted with guilt and self-loathing. Dabi pauses, noticing the reflection in the door's polished surface. For a brief moment, he sees his own face staring back at him, or rather, the absence of his face.
Dabi: "..."
His mind races with confusion and fear as he stares at his reflection—or lack thereof. The drug coursing through his veins suddenly feels like a poison rather than a quirk changer. He turns away from the door abruptly, his hand reaching up to touch his face uncertainly.
Dabi: "Overhaul..."
His reflection returns to normal, his features reappearing as if they were never missing. He stares at himself in shock before looking back at Overhaul, who is now sitting up and watching him with a confused expression.
Overhaul: "What? What happened?"
Dabi: "Nothing."
The security camera zoomed in on both Dabi and Overhaul, its lens adjusting to capture their every movement with crystal clarity.
(At the Hero Commissary).
Man in the Black Mask: "They seem to be adapting much faster than we anticipated."
The masked man said calmly, his gaze flicking over to Anastasia, who lurked silently in the shadows.
His tone was measured, betraying none of the concern he felt at the rapid progress of Dabi and Overhaul.
Anastasia: "Of course they are."
She murmured, her eyes never leaving Overhaul's form on the security feed. A small, dangerous smile played on her lips as she spoke.
Anastasia: "Soon, we'll have our own version of 'The Book' right here in Hell's Gate."
This will continue in the next chapter.