Breathing is hard...especially when someoe has their hands around your neck...when they're trying to kill you...and there's not much you can do when you're losing conciousness...
I had a mixed childhood,growing up in a financially unstable household,emotionally unstable father,you could say I saw what abuse is. Those where casual for me I never desired expensive toys,girly and pretty clothes,accessories or top notch food,I was happy that I have my mom with me...i wish i knew that this casual life would be over very soon.
I was 5 years old and it was a cold winter night,our neighborhood was away from the beautiful part of the city,more of a chaotic sideline factory leftovers gets renovated to apartments and with a little effort they made it into a neighborhood but I never complained because we had hot water and a heater to keep us warm. As I hugged my plushie more tight and let out a sigh,I notice a different color in the sky,some flaming red star was coming our livingroom's window. I chuckled and run to my mom.
"Mom look the star is visiting us." My mom was shocked as she turned to me and asked 'what star honey? Did you see something interesting on the TV?" But she fallowed me back into the livingroom,as I pointed out the flaming red star the moment my mom saw the star her face turned white as snow. She took me in her arms and started to back away the star was extremely fast than my eyes noticed the man inside the star. "Mom look the star is a man so beautiful" but my mom didn't respond she just held me in her arms and started mumbling something.
She was praying,I knew this pray too well she used to read this when she put me to bed since dad was always busy with work he was barely home,he would always miss my bedtime our family breakfast and dinners. It seemed like me and my mom are the only ones that lives in the house,dad was never here. I never complained about dad not being home because whenever he was home I would hear him argue with mom and It would make me upset. I hated that he makes mom cry,because my mom was an amazing woman,beautiful,talented, sweet,smart and she makes amazing food.
Star man broke the windows and stepped inside our living room,the air became overwhelming that's when I understand why mom started praying,this man wasn't good,I clinge harder to my mom's neck I was scared. Who was this man? What did he want from us? Did dad had to do with this? As he started walking towards to my mother and me I felt a different feeling,I felt my moms anger and how scared she truly is,my tiny 5 year old soul understood this man wasn't just an ordinary villain.
That second I remembered what my mom told me when I was 4 years old. There's something called quirk some special abilities that each person borns with it,it can come from the bloodline or just from mother and father. She played with my hair looking sad "I'm sad because when you grow up all of your friends will have this and that quirk,while you have no quirk." As a curious child I am I asked my mom " Why won't I have a quirk maybe I will get one as well and It will be cool." My mom kindly smiled and kept on explaining how people uses their quirks for,why do they choose different paths,why I can never have a quirk. I adored how sweet and patient my mom is so I listened every word she said.
I kept on blinking as I asked my mom "Is he bad?" She looked down at my face and smiled, "Don't worry my sweetheart mommy will keep you safe?" I nodded while I bury my head in her chest,but mom was wrong it wasn't her fault of course but still...the bad star man was so fast he tapped my mom from her forehead before she can do anything,as she was falling her grabbed me. Instinctively I delivered a punch on his face his face was rather invisible it was scary i never felt that much darkness from someoe he was purely scary. He kept looking at my face and then tried to touch my forehead just like how he did to my mom I kept on struggling,I wanted him to talk if he talked maybe he wouldn't be this scary "What do you want from us? What did you do to my mom? Leave me?" He didn't even bulge but I could see he was growing more angry,inpatient and scary his deep dark black eyes pinned me. They where carving inside my skull,his fingers sneaked behind my neck and touched my forehead I could feel myself burning deep to my core.
I started to scream and cry from pain. He put me back where my mom fall and left...like he never came...leaving from the smashed livingroom window...pain was consuming me,my throat was hurting from screaming,I didn't know how long I screamed or did I even scream. When I woke up I was laying in a bed which wasn't mine. I jolt up crying,calling out for my mom which she was right next to me. She jumped from her couch and rushed to hug me. Our tears mixed together...I bombarded her with questions as she listened all of them her face started to get darker each minute. I didn't notice but we weren't alone in the room,there was some man and woman's in suits lined up across the room. Listening every word I said to my mom.
Me and mom stayed in the hospital for 4 days after than we got discarded and went our home,I haven't heard or saw dad,he must be busy I thought to myself which was pretty normal since he needs money. I didn't know how but our window was fixed,there was no clues of star mans terrifying visit. Part of me was happy since I just wanted to live my ordinary normal life,I was about to start school I couldn't let star man ruin my exciting adventure with his scary being. Little did I knew something was wrong I tried to not think about it,I had my mom and my dad even though I don't see him,I had a house and soon a school. "Mom will protect me." I said to myself just so I could believe I can have good things in my life.
Our day passed slowly,we cooked a nice dinner,watched a funny movie and baked a cake. My mom was rather calm but when I wasn't looking i could see her worried glances to me,I didn't know why but that made me worry,did I do something wrong I thought to myself,as she smiled and ruffled my hair. "Everything will be fine." I said to myself like a mantra. Everything has to be fine. Even if it's not it should be.
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