The Creature Within (Pyrrha X Reader)

Classes

3rd POV
Y/N was in the bathroom again, throwing up again as his veins returned to normal colors.
Y/N: twice yesterday and so far we're at three times today....what the hell is going on? I've always felt nauseous with my veins turning black....does it have anything to do with the cigarettes....
He then stood up and went to the sink, after flushing the toilet and splashed cold water in his face. He looked at his veins, they quickly turned black again. He looked at them with disbelief before cracking his hand on the sink, shattering it.
Y/N: the hell?
His right hand turned scaly, slowly going up his arm.
Y/N: this hurts.....FUCK!
He went towards the wall and smashed his entire arm into it, the sound of his elbow dislocating was heard, and his hand returning. He opened his mouth in relief as the pain of the dislocation began to kick in.
Y/N: that sucks!
He took his other arm and shoved it back into place. He rubbed his elbow and walked out of the bathroom to see Grace standing in front of the door.
Y/N: how much of that did you hear?
Grace: the sink breaking.
Y/N: I don't believe I have to explain that, now let's get to class.
Grace: I thought you didn't want to be alone with me?
Y/N: I don't....that's why I sleep in the bathroom until you go in, I refuse to be taken down by some false accusations.
Grace: you know I wouldn't do tha-
Y/N: you have no idea what I've seen.
They left the dorm and went to their classes, Port was the first class and Y/N walked in and sat down next to Pyrrha.
Pyrrha: hey Y/N, how did you sleep?
Y/N: on tile.
Pyrrha: why?
Y/N: I don't have anyone else in the dorm, I'm not gonna be alone with that female.
Pyrrha: oh come on Y/N, don't do this again.
Y/N: I'll end up like that actor.
Pyrrha remained silent real quick, then looked at Y/N again.
Pyrrha: which actor?
Y/N: exactly.
Port: good morning class, I am Professor Port, and we will be discussing Grimm and their anatomy.
Y/N: greaaaat.
Port: and who are you young sir?
Y/N: my name is Y/N L/N.....that is all.
Port: and what is your semblance young L/N.
Y/N: I really don't know sir, I can only assume that my skin gets harder and it turns black.... I really don't know.
Port: how do you not know?
Y/N: uh.......because I don't know.
Port: should we try and see if it will come out.
Y/N: don't.....let's not.
Port: may I ask why not?
Y/N: something I'd rather not speak about, why don't you pick someone else like that white haired chick or even.....uh Pyrrha can you help me out here?
Pyrrha: I really don't know what to say?
Y/N: Jesus Christ Pyrrha. You've known me for how many yea-
Port: step on up.
Y/N: *sigh* fine.
He stood up and walked over to Port as he pressed a button on his desk, opening a panel that was in the wall, a cage then sliding out and opening, revealing a Boartubusk. It came at him hard, spinning into a ball and cracking him in the chest.
His mind though....it flashed to his past. He heard the sound of the woman and the sound of whatever she had in her hand beating against his body. His face quickly turned to rage as he landed to his feet and stood still. The Grimm ran at him, going for another attack, Y/N however continued to stand still. Just before the Grimm could hit though,
Y/N's arms turned black as he then grabbed the Boartubusk by the horns and put it to its side.
Y/N: GRAAAAAAH!
He began to scratch and stab and punch at the Grimm, every hit entering the creature. Tears in his eyes formed as he didn't see a Grimm in front of him....but his abuser.
Port: Y/N! That's enough!
Y/N: Die Die DIE!
The Boartubusk was not disappearing like the Grimm usually do, Y/N was not only attacking to hurt, but making sure to hit non-vital points to keep it alive as long as he could. Pyrrha quickly got up from her seat and placed her hand on
Y/N's shoulder.
Pyrrha: Y/N!
He turned to look at her, black tears coming from his eyes with a piece of Grimm in his hand.
Pyrrha: it's over.....calm down.
Y/N looked at the Grimm and continued to breathe heavily before standing up, his eyes no longer playing tricks, and his arms returning to their normal color.
Y/N: Pyrrha....
Pyrrha: yes Y/N?
Y/N: what the hell.....is wrong with me?