Growing up I wanted to be a hero and save people just like my parents did. I thought being a hero was everything in life. That nothing could ever get to a hero because the heroes always won. Until the day that my parents, the heroes, were the ones who needed saving. My dad was the powerful Caym. The hell hero as some would refer to him. He had the ability to summon servants of hell to help with fights. He was truly a great hero and so many looked up to him, myself included. Then there was my mother, Gavreel. A angelic looking hero with large white wings. They worked as an amazing team, bringing many villain's to justice. But they were only so strong. They may have been heroes but they were still humans. I remember the day so clearly. The teachers at my school had turned on the tv to watch the fight as both of my parents and a few other pro heroes fought. I was only 6 at the time. I was so excited to watch my mom and dad fight the bad guys. But they weren't strong enough for this fight. I watched as the villain defeated my mother in front of my father. Her eyes full of tears as she told him goodbye. My dad blinded by hurt became the next defeated. I sat there, in a classroom, my eyes welled up with tears as the bodies of my parents lie next to each other. They even held hands as things ended, I thought. The teachers came to usher me away, but I just stood there. I couldn't hear anything.
________________________________
In the years to pass I was brought into adoption agency. No one wanted to take in a young girl with a "villain's quirk" so I stayed there up until I turned 18. I trained really hard to get into U.A. as it was the school my parents had wanted me to shoot for. My years at U.A. were great. I met a lot of interesting characters that's for sure. Of course that includes my two very best friends. Shouta Aizawa, a boy who didn't speak very much but had a tough kindness to him. We spent a lot of our time together on our breaks sitting by the trees outside the school and reading. It had become a thing that filled our time and took our minds off all hero stuff. Then there was Hizashi Yamada, he was like a great ball of energy. His outgoing personality seemed to lift my spirits and a lot of those around him as well. Although him and Aizawa seemed to clash in personalities, they still got along very well. We worked side by side up until we became heroes. Aizawa and Hizashi went on to become both pro heroes and teachers at U.A.. I focused most of my energy on being a pro hero. My main goal to protect those who cannot protect themselves. I worked to make my parents proud and to have their memory live on. After years of focusing on my pro hero work, I got an offer to work with Aizawa in his teaching at U.A.. It was time for me to teach the next generation of pro heroes. Tomorrow I go back to U.A.!
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
________________________________
{Author Note}
god I can't believe I wrote the first chapter already! This took a lot of thinking lol. I had concepts down but I went completely off the rails with it. I hope you all enjoy <3
