bonus chapter 1.0

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(In this part of the story Elias is still officially name Elia and uses she/her pronouns. They're 9 years old right now.
The cursive text is modern (15 Y/O) Elias talking
Things are loosely described as if actually written by a child and not my usual writing style so I'm sorry if it's bad.)
(Elias's/ Elia's POV)

I ran to my room when mommy started screaming. She had been drinking again.. I never like it when mommy drinks.. she always yells at me or sissy when she does.

I hear the door open and sissy runs into my room, there's red coming out of her head and she's holding a piece of mommy's bottle.
"Elia, get under the desk." She says, her voice is shaking. I shake my head..
Why did I shake my head? I should've shaken my head.
My voice wasn't working.. I couldn't say anything anymore.
"Elia listen to me!" More yelling.
They always yelled.
"Mommy is going to be angry at you. If you don't want to get hurt, get the fuck under the desk!" I didn't want to listen. I didnt want sissy to get hurt. Banging on the door. It hurt my ears. Sissy pushed me away when mommy opened the door.
Sis held up the shattered bottle to protect both of us. She only protected herself with it.

I used to like mommy's blue hair. Now when I see mommy's hair I get scared.. she always looks like she doesn't want me.
She didn't want me.
I think mommy hurt me again. Mommy hurt me because I couldn't scream. I think I feel asleep while mommy was hurting me. I woke up and sissy was putting things on my back. I think they're healing things. The healing things alway hurt my back.
There's a mirror in my room and I see red stuff coming from my eye I didn't like the red stuff. Sissy's hands were covered in red stuff too. So was her face.
"Stop stiffening your body Elia. I'm not trying to hurt you." There's water coming out my eyes.. the red stuff hurts.
Sissy pulls me towards her and puts her arms around me. It hurts. She should let me go. It hurts.
She never wanted to let me go.

Sissy had tied my hair into two tails

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Sissy had tied my hair into two tails. I didn't like it that way. There's more red stuff.
There's always blood around me.
Sissy looks like momma like this. I don't like it when she looks like momma.
My back hurts.

Daddy got home. He was angry too. He was angry at mommy for hurting me.
They were always yelling.
Sissy looks angry. I don't like the yelling.
"I'll go tell them to shut up." Sissy whispers and sissy leaves me. Why did sissy leave me? Momma was still angry. Momma wasn't yelling at Daddy.

Momma was waiting outside my room. Sissy didn't see momma enter my room. And sissy didn't see momma throw me out my window. Sissy wasn't there to see momma leave my room again. I didn't like it outside. My back hurt. There was so much red stuff coming out of me. I didn't like the red stuff. I felt dizzy and couldn't move. I couldn't even call for sissy to help me. My voice never worked.

Daddy found me after a while. He was so worried.
Momma was angry that daddy found me. Why didn't momma want me?
She never wanted me. She threw me out 5 more times in the next 3 years, Daddy always found me. The 6th time she brought me far away from home.

Daddy couldn't find me. Sissy left me again to yell at Daddy. Momma left me in the alley. Sissy left me. Daddy left me. Momma left me.

"My, my what a pretty lady you are." I didn't feel like a lady. I don't want to be a lady. I want to be a boy. Maybe momma will want me if I'm a boy.
Momma always called me it. I started to like being called it after years.
I didn't like it when the men came and touched me. It hurt a lot. They pulled sissy's healing stuff away from me. I couldn't do anything against the men. I couldn't scream out for help. That's when the nice men came. The scared away the men touching me and helped me.

They brought be to their home and said I could stay until I had recovered, after that they would help me get back home. I didn't want to go back home. I didn't want to see momma again.
Momma would hurt me if I came back home.
The nice men had given me pen and paper to write on if I wanted to say anything.
I wrote down the question.
"Can I stay here after I get better?"

Midoriya said yes. I was happy and wanted to laugh. But no sound. There was never sound from me.

{A-N: this be the only part about Elias's past, though you might meet his parents in the main story later. Either way, hope you enjoyed this very vivid explanation of Elias's past. No it wasn't important to the story but I figured you might wanted to know it.}

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