Flamy Ink

Chapter 2 Aftermath

Eight years later

"mommy mommy MOMMY," a girl says, crying as her mother is on the floor, face burnt

"you did this is all your fault," the woman said emotionlessly, whose face then contorted to anger" you're a monster YOUR NO BETTER THAN A VILLIAN."

"no, no, no, no," the girl whispered, crying.

"ITS ALL YOUR FAULT!"

I all of sudden woke up. "Jesus, I've been having the same nightmare for almost four years now," I said to myself as I got up to get ready for school.

As I was getting dressed, I couldn't help but think of what happened after that day because after I became a shut-in, I would only come out for food and to go to the bathroom, and that's it. After all, I saw myself as a monster, and I was afraid of hurting anybody else; I had to be home-schooled because of that fear.

I didn't want to use my quirk or even go to see my mother in the hospital because... every time I looked at her; it reminded me of my mistake, my burden. Even when my mother said that "it was ok it was an accident" and that she forgave me, I still never forgave myself.

My parents tried to take me to a therapist, but not one of them could help because my trauma was just too significant for them to handle. I grew to dislike them after that mainly because they always said the same thing "it's not your fault." IT WAS MY FAULT I LOST CONTROL!

I'm the one that hurt her, and I could never forgive myself for that, but fortunately, over time, I got better. It still weighed on me but not as much as before. After, I thought I would try to dream of getting a regular job since being a hero wasn't an option anymore until that day happened six years ago.

I was surfing through channels on our tv while lying on the floor. Nothing was exciting, and I was about to turn it off until I saw this show. Still, when I saw it was about, I was ready to turn until one character showed up; it was the hero's hero support sidekick.

When I saw them, I grew interested, and for the rest of the day, I watched all the episodes of that show to know more about that sidekick. When I finished the first season, I realized I now have a new passion, something I could never mess up, which helps people and never hurts them, and that was hero support.

My eyes widened in excitement at the thought. After that, I knew I needed to get work if I wanted to achieve that dream of being hero support.

Ever since that moment, I have worked and trained hard to achieve that dream. I paid attention in classes like science and math, soaking in the knowledge I knew I would need to complete my goal.

I started brainstorming and making little gadgets and creations which may or may not have exploded. Still, besides the point, I now have a purpose in life, making me truly happy and sure my parents were worried. Still, once they saw how happy I was, they stopped and instead helped me further my dream with my mother buying me parts and my father being my test subject for my creations which never fails to scare the living hell out of him but still does it because he knows it made me happy.

They were delighted to help, but there were times where they did get annoyed primarily because of the explosions and little fires that happened in my room but other than that, things were well. Eventually, I started using my quirk again, but only 10 percent of it, and only in self-defense, my father oversaw my training. I guess that's what happens when your father is the owner and trainer of his own dojo.

I was then all of a sudden pulled from my thoughts when I heard my father yell from downstairs, "sweetie come downstairs and eat breakfast; you got school in 20 minutes, well 17 minutes now."

"oh shi-" I immediately ran downstairs in a hurry. I really couldn't afford to be late again. Mom would kill me if I were.

Normal Pov

As Karai was barreling down the stairs, her parents were in the kitchen peacefully drinking some tea when their daughter came rolling down the stairs with no shoes on, talking about how she can't be late as her parents then looked at each other with a knowing look.

"well, it was good while it lasted," Kana said to her husband, irritated that their peace and quiet was interrupted. Hiroki then looked at his wife and said, "amen to that." Both started gigging at the silliness of the situation,

Finally done tripping over herself, Karai got her shoes, sat at the table, and started eating breakfast. "so how did you sleep last night?" Kana said to her, " fine, mom," she replied as she looked up at her mother. She then winced when she saw her mother's scar on the left side of her cheek. Before her mother noticed her wince, she immediately put on a smile.

Karai then looked at her father. "how much time do I have left" "5 minutes," her father said

"what the fu-" "no cursing Karai," her mother warned, giving her daughter the deadliest glare she could muster. Karai shuddered in fear "sorry, mom," she apologized as she then inhaled the rest of her food kissed her parents on the forehead then ran out the door to school.

"well, that was eventful," Hiroki said as he was about to take another sip of his tea when his wife then looked at him with a scary expression, eyes red. "what did I do!" he yelled in fear of his wife.

"well, Karai learned to curse from somebody, and we all know it wasn't me." She said in a scarcely sweet tone.

"I'MMM SOORRYY" Hiroki yelled as his wife chased him around the house so she could kill him.

Karai's Pov

As I was in class, I started to daydream 'what would it be like to become an official hero support? Who would I work for? Will they like my inventions? What If I don't do a good enough job, and they fire me? Should I add a laser to my robot, or would that be too much, or what if I give-

"Ms. Nakamura Ms.Nakamura" "yes! Mr. Jo," I replied, finally realizing my teacher was calling my name. He gave me an irritated look, "I asked you what High school are you going to apply to since it is yours and other's third and final year of Fukuoka middle school." "oh, Ummm, well, I don't really know," I said in an unsure tone.

A couple of students then decided to chuckle at my unsureness, but fortunately, Mr. Jo shut them up real quick with a glare.

He then sighed, "ok, that's fine, not all students are ever sure, just make sure to think about it" he then went back to his desk and started teaching again.

As I was left to wonder where should I go for high school?