"No! Y/n, what's happening?" My mother called out as she left the parameter of my power.

"I don't know!" I screamed out of fear, tears were flowing. my body, aching.

"Y/N your eye, its-" my father coughed out before finishing.

"It's glowing," he said. I felt gravity starting to drag me down with him, and before I knew it I fell to my knees.

 Meanwhile, mom was on the phone calling a hero agency.

"Y/N you will do it. I saw It."

"you will kill...

***


"It's all in my left eye," I whispered leaving chills running down his spine.

I let go of his shirt and pushed him away from me. He stood there confused, while I just walk away letting my resolve sink into the depths of my stomach.

***

As I hop from roof to roof I come up with what seems like 100 things my mom may say to me once I get home,

"How was your first day at UA?" I would respond with a little something like this,

"Embarrassing, I realized I was on my period right before I walked into class so I burst in through the door and asked if anyone had tampons." to which she would respond with,

"Really? that's it? I expected more." which would sincerely piss me off, to be honest.

"No, that's not all, my teacher is Mr. Aizawa, so I jumped at him to go in for a hug and he put his finger on my forehead and I faceplanted in front of my entire class." She would most likely be on the floor basically crying.

there are about a million things that she could potentially say, and I am not prepared for it...

***

"your feet stink!" she yells as I take my shoes off.

I was not prepared for this I think as she walks towards me.

"Hey, mom," I say as I set my shoes down.

"I don't even wanna know, so don't tell me." She said as she wrapped her arm around my shoulders.

"Mom Im seriously tired." I sigh.

"C'mon, you know you're not," she says as we walk into the kitchen.

"Mom seriously," I say.

"So I see your many years of training have gone to waste," she says as she unhooks her arm from my shoulders.

"Mom, Im on my period," I say as I grabbed ibuprofen off of the counter. my mom always has some sort of medicine on the counter for one thing or another, so it's normal for there to be a random bottle of ibuprofen, Tylenol, or maybe even pseudoephedrine on the counter.

"Oh, well sorry," she says as she stuffs a piece of bread in her mouth.

"It's fine, I'm just gonna go to bed." I start walking towards my room.

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