Chapter 2

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"But what about orientation. Were gonna miss it."
" Here at UA we aren't teathered to tradition."

"Last place gets expelled."
"What? But that's not fair."
"Oh and you think natural disasters are? Or power hungry villains? The work isn't fair. It's our job to make you understand that."
"Couldn't have said it better myself. Now Bakugo. I understand you got first place in the exams. Come up here. How far could you throw the ball in middle school."
"About 67 meters."
"Okay now do the same thing but with your quirk. Anything goes just stay in the circle."

Bakugo tossed it lightly in his hand before exploding it across the sky.
"Diiiiiiiieeeeeeeee!!!!!!!"

Well then. The scanner reads off his score and the tests begin.

That Aoyama kid seems to have a lot of trouble with his quirk. Seems he gets hurt if he uses it for more than a few seconds. The Minetta boy is an absolute pervert. However he has potential as much as I hate to admit it. Shoto does very well on all the tests. One kid stands out to me the most. Seventh place in the exam is failing the tests. His file said superpower but he doesn't seem to be using it. Most likely due to it breaking his body.

When his ball throw comes up, I watch as he throws with determination. However, Aizawa uses his quirk and stops him. Pulling him in with his capture weapon.
"Hey I know those goggles! You're the Eraser hero! Eraserhead!"

Wow. Kid knows his stuff.

After a brief chat with the bot he lets him go. I'm winning the bet. So far. He throws with might but seems to channel his power to only his finger tip to minimalize the damage. His finger is broken in the end. The kid has a lot of spirit, and potential.

In the end no one is expelled and I hold my hand out. 520 yen is handed over and I leave.
"Thanks for the money." I walk back to the locker rooms and get dressed into my school clothes and head for my next class.

At lunch I sit with Nejire, Mirio, and Tamaki. We chat about classes and work studies. Tamaki stays quiet as usual and we all have our delicious lunches.

I walk with Shoto back to the house.
"How was your first day?"
"Fine."
"Shoto. Come on. Talk to me."
"You need to stop taking all the beatings for me. I can handle it."
"Not on your life little brother. I made a promise to Touya before he killed himself to always protect you."
He sighs. Missing Touya.

When we arrive home Shoto goes to train while I do my homework.
I feel my phone buzz for snapchat.

Burntnuggies: How was your day?
Icyhotorigional: good. Shoto is still pissed I take the beatings for him.
Burntnuggies: I'm pissed too. But you refuse to listen to me. Hopefully I can get you out of there soon.
Icyhotorigional: ya. Me too. I gtg. The flaming trash just got home.
Burntnuggies: love you. Be safe.
Icyhotorigional: love you too. No promises.

Thuds of his giant footsteps are heard just outside my room before he opens my door. No fucking privacy in this house.

"Did you train?"
"Not yet. I'm still doing homework. I'm almost done."
"Get it done." He leaves my door wide open when he leaves. Asshole. I finish up my homework and go train.

After a few hours of training I go to take a shower and clean up my smelly, sweaty mess.

I let the hot water flow over my body. The shower. One of the few places I could actually get some privacy. I wash my body and admire my tattoos and piercings. Father would kill me if he found out I had them. I was actually his more rebellious child. More rebellious than he knew. Me at 16, has three tattoos and piercings. I plan on splitting my tounge once I get to Touya.

I had one sleeve tattoo

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I had one sleeve tattoo. A tattoo of ravens, one that I got to symbolize my want for freedom. My final tattoo went down my spine. The solar system. This one was simply for my love of space. The beauty of the vast universe.

I haven't gotten to see Touya in person in a few years now

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I haven't gotten to see Touya in person in a few years now. I miss him. Sure we still talk but I miss his warmth and his comfort.

I get out of he shower and dry myself off. I put on my long sleeved black shirt and black high waisted jeans. I put on my usual grey scarf over my shirt to cover the ending of my tattoo.

When I leave the bathroom, I hang my towel in my room and plop on my bed. I look up at my ceiling and think about my life once I get out of here. I'll be a villain. I'm not afraid of killing. In fact I'm kind of drawn to it. Me and Touya have a lot of bloodlust and insanity form years of abuse. I'd love to see people like my father suffer.

A light knock sounds at my door and I know who it is. Fuyumi.
"Come in."
She enters and I see her split and swollen lip.
"When did he do this?" I rush up to her.
"Just now." I let a growl escape my mouth. I leave my room and storm into his office.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! I thought we had a deal?! You hurt me and leave her alone!"
"She was in my way." He stands. He grips my hair and drags me to the training room. I freeze his hand and rip out of his grasp and punch him. He chuckles and shakes his head. He goes for a punch and lands it in my stomach. He kicks me repeatedly while I'm down.

When he is done with me I feel three cracked ribs. None of them are puncturing my organs thankfully. Fuyumi sets the bones back in place and calls the private doctor we have. He heals me up and I go to bed afterwards.

We have to have a private doctor because father would kill us literally if the heroes or police found out what he does to us. I slowly drift off to sleep after telling Touya what happened. He wasn't too happy. He should be calm in a few days though.


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