Only Red

Chapter Eighteen

This next part may be a bit confusing but I'll try to explain it the best I can. I wanted it to be a bit different than the usual 'kiss your true love' or 'finally accept yourself as your new gender' sort of cheesy fanfiction so I took it my own way! ^w^

In the car ride over I'm completely silent, and when we make it to the prison other than confirming my name for the guard I didn't speak there either.

We finally made it to her cell.

She looks up at us as the guards open the door, we walk inside, and they close it behind us. Now that I'm not in a street chase for money I get a better look at her. She has choppy chest length dull grey hair that perfectly matches her almond shaped darker grey eyes.

Her face looks structured and slim, the only difference from her and a mannequin being her stringy grey hair.

"Ah so you came to undo my little spell." She says it with fake flamboyance and a snarky grin but my eyebrows furrow at the deep pity in her eyes. She seems to regret what she did, or at least a part of her, but why?

"We heard you can reverse this?" Aizawa said boredly. She held up a finger, as if Aizawa was going to keep speaking and she needed to stop him.

"Not a...reversal persay, but more like I can provide you with options." Aizawa seemed genuinely interested in this now.

"You see, the first thing you should know is that my quirk only works on people who've met their soulmate." Her eyes lingered on me for a bit as a small flash of regret shone in them. "If the person who I shoot my quirk at hasn't, usually it just propels them backwards, sort of like a minor cannon quirk.

"When I used my quirk on you I never dreamed that you had actually met your soulmate you see, and now I'm afraid you have a long road of pain ahead of you."

Aizawa seemed less interested after she finished monologuing and looked at her irritably. "And?"

"Well once my quirk hits somebody who's found their soulmate, it works in an odd way. Whatever thing you love the most, or fear happening to you will happen, or be taken away.

"I loved colors." She said, bitterly pulling at a grey strand. "And this is what happened to me just because I got this quirk, I didn't even use it!"

She looked over at me a bit curiously.

"You however seem to have feared being a girl, or not a had a good relationship with it anyhow, and now honestly there is no way to turn it back."

Aizawa looks as if he's about to leave when she cuts him off.

"-However, my quirk does not simply alter your appearance. Its real purpose and name, is actually Ai o korosu. I suppose the more proper translation would be Ai o korosu tame ni, but either way I'm sure you get the jist."

"Kill love, or as you rephrased it: To kill love." Aizawa muttered.