#zero (oc)

-> They are looking at the "Sun" which helps in the Prismatic Time Zone.

-> Their eyes do reflect colors they look at.

-> Its eyes sprial, but the spirals constrict (tight coils) when focused and dilate (less coils) when relaxed.

One:

Part of a group of five disassembly drones, One was the self appointed leader of the team before things inevitably fell apart due to her poor leadership. This did little to stop her though, and she eventually reunited with and began bossing around a former team member of hers, Four (owned by @pokeart123). Together the two worked to carry out their mission to eliminate worker drones and humans alike, but an encounter with a "pacifistic" disassembly drone named Haniel led her to take up a new mission of hunting the traitor down. While not always one to think plans through, she is a persistent bastard and has mastered the art of beating her head against a wall until she accomplishes her goals. It would take the force of a god to keep her down for good, and even then it would be a struggle. Initially, she didn't give a damn about a single other soul, seeing even those she worked alongside as disposable. This changes when she starts working with Zero, who she eventually develops feelings for.

Zero:

Zero is a disassembly drone who has mastered the art of indirect combat and efficient elimination of her enemies. She is one to bide her time, learning the best and most effective methods to accomplish her goals. While relatively unskilled in hand to hand combat, Zero is incredibly knowledgeable in chemistry and has created a plethora of chemical weapons to weaken and dispose of those who face her. Every contingency is planned for and little comes to her as a surprise in any encounter, though she is not perfect and slips up on the rare occasion. While she is usually very deadpan and level headed, she can get rather heated when those she faces are able to best her. She typically preferred to work alone, though that changed when she joined forces with One, a drone she eventually grew to care for greatly.

Three:

Three was one of the disassembly drones under One's leadership alongside her twin brother Two (owned by @pokeart123). While she initially tried her best to stick with the team, One's poor leadership nearly getting her killed led to her her and her brother abandoning ship. Another drone from the group named Five followed not long after and joined them, and Three worked alongside them to survive and continue her programmed task as best she could, eventually coming into contact with a human named Samuel (owned by @lolatulips). Even being a disassembly drone, Three is a very friendly and spunky being. She can be a bit of an act before she thinks kind of person and finds herself needing to be bailed out a lot because of it, but she tries her best to handle her mistakes on her own. Despite her friendly attitude, she has no qualms with murder and will happily carry out killing any who pose a threat to her or her family. This leads to scenarios where she will happily have a conversation with someone she is actively trying to kill.

Five:

Another member of the number gang, Five was originally meant to be the leader of the small group before One snatched the leadership position away from her. Out of pure spite, Five decided that she was going to take a pacifistic stance, refusing to carry out any actual killing and living off of the scraps left behind by the rest of the group. She was eventually the last to remain of the original group alongside One and decided to leave as well, eventually reuniting with Two and Three. She still remains a pacifist despite having no actual problem with killing, purely out of the joy she gets from the idea that One would be so pissed if she ever found out. This works in Samuel's favor, or perhaps to his detriment, as when Five comes across him, she resorts to tormenting him in a flirtatious manor as punishment for nearly harming Three.

Rachel:

Rachel was a bit of a loner initially, that was before she was shot out of the sky by a worker drone named Amy (owned by @pokeart123). Despite having horribly damaged Rachel and having the chance to kill her, Amy instead spared her, much to Rachel's confusion. She would have run if she could, but her broken state left her stuck alongside this worker for far longer than she ever would have wanted as she waited for her body to slowly self repair. Initially she was frustrated and wanted nothing more than to leave, but over time she grew to enjoy Amy's company, especially after being alone for so long. By the time she was healed enough to leave, she instead decided to tail Amy, making every excuse in the book for why she was still around. As she does, she ends up adopting a very laid back and nonchalant attitude, playing off her care or concern in every way she can. Deep down though she cares a lot more than she'd ever admit, a trait that shines through in her not so subtle assistance towards Amy.

River:

River is an aquatic disassembly drone, a variant created specifically to hunt worker drones tailored to underwater tasks. His body runs hotter than a typical disassembly drone, so, alongside his need for oil and aversion to the sun, he is almost permanently confined to bodies of water to keep his body temperature down. Unfortunately for him, he ended up stuck in an old abandoned aquarium with little to no other water for miles. Luckily, however, he was trapped in the same place as Brook, an aquatic worker drone who claims to have known him before he was turned. While he's still a bit skeptical of this, he tolerates her presence as she keeps the aquarium running, in turn keeping him alive as he survives off of the fish in the aquarium to keep his systems cool. He can be a bit of a smug asshole who feigns aggression and "devious plans" to those he comes across, but he is almost always all bark and no bite. Besides, can't do too much unless the drones come in the water with him, and very few are that stupid.

She let out a cry from the pain.

Her blood slowly trickling down her arms, the sizzling sound of it making contact with her surroundings slowly reached her ears as the flames slowly went out.

Pressing her head against the dirty wall, Zero tried to take a deep breath.

She coughed. The little drops of blood on the palm of her hand letting her know that she overused her Quirk once again.

"Dabi! I found her!" the voice of her ally snapped her out of her thoughts. The hurried steps towards her caused her to panic again. Her hand reached towards Mr. Compress, signaling him not to take another step.

"Get away from me." her voice was weak, barely a whisper.

She was shivering. Her jacket covered in her blood and ash was still burning on the floor just next to her. As the adrenaline and the heat of the flames left her body she pulled her legs closer to her chest. It was surprisingly cold inside. Or maybe it's just the blood loss.

The sounds of quick footsteps slowly approaching her quickly grabbed her attention. She opened her eyes to see Dabi staring down at her with an emotion in his eyes she was not familiar with. Taking in her appearance, Dabi wondered just what she went through.

Her boots, or what was left behind of them, tossed in a corner and smoking. Her top had holes in them everywhere and the remains of the jacket he gave her once were lying next to his feet. Her once long hair burned up to her shoulders which were covered in either blood or burns. Her face looking similarly worn out, eyes tired and panicked.

Zero watched as he tried to take another step towards her but her outstretched arm didn't budge.

"Don't come any closer." signaling to the blood on the floor and her body, she watched Dabi's eyes follow her every move. "My blood... It'll burn you. So just, stay away... Please."

None of them moved. Her hand dropped to the floor, palm facing upwards, as she leaned against the wall again. She was really close to passing out but as she was about to close her eyes, the feeling of a soft clothing against her skin and the sizzling sound it made after coming into contact with her blood brought her back to reality.

She turned to Dabi with wide eyes as he tossed the cloth aside and reached for another. She watched as he slowly and carefully wiped the blood off her arms. Then her legs. And her face, he held so delicately Zero wasn't even sure if it was really him.

Just being close to her was dangerous. He should have just stayed back and let her do it all. So why didn't he? Why did he risk getting burned? And why was he doing it for her?

A single tear fell from her eye but it was quickly caught by his thumb caressing her cheek.

Her hands were the last. She held her arms out straight as he carefully rinsed the blood off.

"My gloves are ruined." she said weakly, laying against the cold surface, water slowly dropping from the tip of her fingers. Glancing towards the once white jacket, she could see the black pair of gloves that were left in it's pocket in pieces. "I don't have another pair with - "

She watched as he pulled a familiar pair of gloves out of his pocket and handed it to her.

It felt like her heart skipped a beat. It was such a simple gesture, so why? Why was she feeling like this?

Maybe it was the simplicity of the gesture. Maybe it was how naturally he did it. Or maybe it was how he cared enough to keep it with him in case she needed it. He cared.

And as she pulled the gloves on her shaking hands he carefully wrapped his jacket around her shoulder. Carefully not to hurt her any further he wrapped his arms around her wounded body and lifted her off the ground. Burying her face in the crook of his neck and basking in the warmth his body radiated Zero knew it was too late now. She was already in too deep so why not enjoy it for a little while?

Dabi

"How long is this going to last?"

Zero watched the doctor slowly stuck the needle into her skin. The little glass container filled with a temporary quirk canceling liquid was empty in a second, the serum entering her body. She could feel it taking effect immediately, although she wouldn't be able to determine how and where exactly. Except for the tingling sensation in the tip of her fingers.

"Around 8 hours." the doctor explained as he threw the injection away and, lifting Johnny up from the ground, sat back in his armchair. In the dim lighting of the lab, no matter how vulnerable he would have been against her quirk, he looked so intimidating Zero began to feel uneasy. "I would have given you a longer lasting one but since we'll be needing your quirk tomorrow morning once again..."

"Yeah, I know." she wanted to get out of here. As quickly as possible.

"It might take a few minutes for the serum to take effect." taking his sweet time to adjust Johnny for her teleportation, his hands suddenly stopped with all movements and the look he gave Zero was enough to send chills down her spine. "What made you change your mind, hm?"

"No particular reason..." no matter how she answered she was sure that the doctor already knew the truth. At least that's what it felt like to her, under his gaze she felt like he could read her deepest thoughts.

His attitude changed in seconds, the playful voice he usually spoke with returned along with his weird smile. Zero wasn't sure which one was scarier.

"I see, I see! Well then, I'll send you back now, but next time inform me beforehand if you want to come here, poor Johnny can only take so much, you know."

Dabi was tired and annoyed.

His jacket and boots tossed down in the doorway, his shirt in a pile at the end of the bed he was laying on while his face was buried in the pillows. He really didn't want anything else just a good night's sleep when he heard the door of the room slowly opening. He was sure someone came to annoy him with some pointless questions or something again so he was surprised when, after letting out a quiet creaking sound, the door closed with a soft thud. He sighed, sinking into the warmth of the pillows when he felt the mattress slightly dip down next to him. He chuckled but didn't move, letting the intruder settle by his side. He didn't move when he felt her fingers run through his hair. He didn't move when the tip of her nose pressed against the back of his neck, her breath skimming over his skin and her hair tickling his shoulders. And he wouldn't have moved even if he had felt the familiar sensation of the fabric of her gloves brush against his back. But he did not feel that. What he felt was the feeling of soft skin soothing his skin, gently tracing over his muscles and scars.

His closed eyes shot open and in a second he was sitting right in front of her with his hand grasping her wrist in his fist. His hold was gentle with no intention of hurting her. Dabi wanted to ask a thousand questions but staring into her eyes, which never looked so calm and peaceful before, he forgot all but one.

"Why did you - " her left palm came up to caress his cheek. Her thumb softly brushing against the scarred skin under his eye felt so strange yet so natural.

"Because I wanted to. I needed to know what it's like" her voice was like a whisper, filled with so many emotions. It's been 14 years since the last time she touched another, since she touched anything without the gloves or without it crumbling in her hands. It was overwhelming in the best way possible. Tears filled her eyes.

His hand was quick to cup her face and wipe her tears away.

"But you said - " his grip loosened on her wrist and she slipped her hand out of his.

"I know. But - " her palm pressed against his, fingers slowly moving until they were finally intertwined together. Zero looked away, her eyes settling on her hand that was still caressing his face. Pressing his forehead against hers Dabi closed his eyes once again, allowing himself to relax under her touch.

"I wanted to feel you."

For Dabi, it felt like the world stopped spinning. She did this for him? She did this to feel him? She always refused the serum, said she didn't want to touch anything or anyone claiming that it would only hurt her not to be able to do it freely again. And now she gave in, because of him?

Why did it feel like his heart was beating faster?

Wrapping his arm around her waist, he swiftly pulled her in, pressing her body against his and inhaling her scent. He could feel her body relax under his touch as her hand moved to brush through his hair.

Pulling her with him, Dabi fell back against the sheets. Holding her close right there and then he was ready to burn the world to the ground if it meant that he could stay like this forever.