my father had always been obsessed with all for one.
he was a hero and a detective who was heavily interested in the league of villains as a whole. he had a study full of maps, photograph images and dates of the villain and his crimes.
he knew how the league of villains came about as well as all for one's identity and family backgrounds.
i was born in a secret hero hospital as if news got out of my birth i would of been targeted at only a few months. even with my birth being a secret to the eyes of the public i was still targeted multiple times at only 3-4 years of age.
my mother was always a vulnerable target as she was quirkless, at least that's what i was told. my parents were in love but also in a quirk marriage; they barley ever got along but when they did it was blissful.
my father was an important part of the detective and hero force as loosing him would be a big problem. we constantly had to move houses, to city's to towns and country to country and back again running away from villains who had it out for him.
if you didn't know him you must have been living under a rock.
"Chaos" was his hero name and every villain knew about or of him. he was on countless kill lists and his bounty in the underworld was almost bigger than all mights.
at only 13-14 i had moved to about 8 middle schools all across the country. i had to make new friends all over again for a few months before i would leave them for a new school.
we had finally settled in Musutafu, Japan as it was the best for my father. i never complained about the constant moving and leaving as they would always spoil me.
i had always gotten what i wanted when i wanted as i was showered by both mother and father.
my mother had always thought moving to Japan was the best choice of action but the memory on the 14th February YYYY made me disagree.
i remember only being 14 when the situation happened. i was sitting in the living room surrounded by my parents celebrating the last day of my father being in the city before he went on an away mission.
the main gate was broken into and the alarm of 'intrusion' rang in every single room of the house.
the cameras showed 2 hooded men walking straight through the gate. my father forced me and my mother to hide in a bullet proof closet he had designed for danger and locked his study.
