The day was normal to say the least, or at least what Delilah would call normal. If you called fighting and the intervention of security normal or the mumbling of people who are slipping away from themselves, then it was an average Saturday afternoon.
She was chomping away at an apple while pushing the white bandages wrapped around her forehead out of her eyes. The food in the cafeteria never tasted the best, the only thing Delilah can tolerate is the fruit and the rare occasion they fed them chocolate cake. Situations may be dire but her sweet tooth will forever ask for more.
Its been two months since she got herself into whatever dump this is. The only thing she could recall from the outside was the warmth of the last bit of sun she got before stepping through the doors and the happiness that radiated off of her kids.
Her kids.
Delilah has two of them. A healthy boy and a lively girl. Her husband is a sidekick that has the pleasure of saying he can work within hours he wanted too without force. Due to his extraordinary quirk, he got into The Berries Pact as a reserved sidekick. This allowed him to fulfill his dream job, care for his kids, and love on his wife almost everyday. It was the family Delilah dreamt of since she knew she wanted to be a mother. Her kids have irreplaceable quirks, one has a-
"Get me out of here... get me out of here. Get. Me. OUT." A young man, a safe distance away from Delilah, started bashing his head on the cafeteria table. His head shook the table's food trays and certainly caused a scene within the cafeteria. Delilah thought it was a shame when she saw young people in this dump. They had so much life ahead of them.
Immediately, guards from around the room flooded over to the man. Grabbing him by the arms and legs, they dragged him out of the room. Unwell people like him go to a room, the room everyone likes to call the Bye Bye room.
Passing by the screaming man, a boy entered into the lunch room. He looked like he could be around seven or eight years old. People he passed would murmur around him which made him look extremely upset or uncomfortable.
Delilah's eyes looked up from the apple she was munching on. The look on the boy's face reminded her of when she first came to the facility. One side of her grew anxious and nervous of the boy because of his unfamiliarity, but her mother side...
"H- hey! Come sit with me!" Delilah timidly shot up from her seat and called the boy over. Her voice wasn't very loud but she managed to muster up the volume for him to hear.
The boy gave a confused look before making his way over to the table Delilah was sat at. He carefully took a seat from across her and her eyes shot down to his bandaged hands. Her heart dropped like a stone in water.
"Are you new here?" Small talk was all she could offer him.
He absentmindedly stared down at his hands, "Yeah. I got here a couple weeks ago."
She nodded to herself and couldn't help but stare at his hands too.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, but may I ask why you have bandages on your hand? I know it's not uncommon to see it around here but I'd like to know."
The boy's demeanor shifted negatively, so fast if you blinked you would have missed it. It was in his favor though because Delilah didn't seem to think about it.
He smirked. "Can I ask why you have bandages on your head?"
Delilah gave a small chuckle. "You got me there. Can I at least know your name?"
He opened his mouth but stopped, thinking for a moment. "Call me #030." The boy said, almost proud of himself for sounding so ominous and creative.
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FanfictionMCYTS (and others that are associated with them) live in a superhero society where having supernatural powers known as quirks became the norm. A new career known as heroes became a new job, but with heroes, there are villains. Most of the quirks a...
