Ch.2

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Y/n POV
11 years old.

My sister was always the favorite after that. She was the princess while I was her shadow. Even in middle school I got bullied for my quirk.

"Hey look it's the villain of the school!" The guy yelled pushing me into the lockers. I dropped my bag and just hung my head down.

"Yeah with a villain quirk like that I'm surprised that your dad hasn't given you away." One of the others laughed.

"Is it true that you killed your mom? Or did she kill her self because she gave birth to you?" The third one said. Tears in my eyes at the comment.

"Yeah." The main guy got in my face looking into my red eyes.

"Aw you going to cry? How about you just off yourself like your mommy did and join her? Hmm." I had had enough. I pushed the guy and punched him in the face. He tripped and I got on top hitting him multiple times in the face. I screamed getting all my anger out.

The other two did grab me and throw me to my open locker. My face hitting the corner. Braking my nose leaving a deep cut. I growled holding it as they left. I had stood and looked around the empty hallway. There to my left was my sister. She just stood there and watched. I walked to her to pass her to the bathroom.

"Wait sister that's bad." She said kindly following me. My hand dropped from my face as blood floated and went back in my face.

"Fuck off! I don't need your pity or your help!" I yelled making her stop in her tracks at the murderous look I gave her.

"Like you really care anyway. Some wannabe hero you are." I whispered and walked away now going to the nurse.

My dad was called and I had gotten suspended for two weeks. I sat in the car arms crossed pissed off looking out the window.

"Y/n you really need to stop getting into fights at school." My father said gently.

"Well maybe if those guys knew how to shut their fucking mouths I wouldn't snap." I said not looking his way.

"I really worry about you Y/n. This is the fifth school you have been to. Please don't make me look for a sixth." He said and I sighed.

"I just want to be left alone. Maybe if you weren't so famous we no I wouldn't have any problems." I said.

"Uh if you would just be like your sister then you wouldn't have a problem!" He yelled.

"Fuck her! She's popular because she doesn't have a villains quirk!" I yelled back.

"Mom would have still loved me the same how come you can't." I said.

"Your mother is gone because of you Y/n! That doctors appointment was for you!" He yelled and I got quiet.

It was quiet after that and when we got home I was about to go upstairs.

"Y/n look I'm sorry for what I said." He started.

"Oh shut your mouth! I know how you feel about all that now. That's why sister is your favorite right? Because she didn't kill mom right! I don't need your stupid apologies fuck off." I said before running upstairs and going in my room.

My room had a darker theme compared to my sisters room. Now that I think about it everything about us is like that now because of our quirks. I stayed the same as she just got slightly lighter. Her hair and skin, eyes is all lighter then mine. Personality also.

She's just a ball of sunshine.

I jumped on my bed and hugged my pillow. I looked over to my desk witch has a picture of mom on it. I sighed and rolled over taking a nap.







Months later Y/ns Birthday.

It was finally my birthday. The one day that me and Emiko are equal.

Well that's what I thought.

It's on a weekend so I slept in. When I did wake up I ran downstairs. The maids and butlers saying happy birthday to me as I passed. When I got to the kitchen my father and sister had eaten breakfast without me. I walked in a bit confused.

"Oh hey honey. We already cleaned up so go ahead and make you whatever you want. We have your favorite in the fridge. Me and your sister are going shopping." My dad said as he made his way upstairs. I was quiet as I stood in the kitchen.

"Miss L/n." A small group of maids and butlers stood behind me.

"Yes?" I said confused.

"We know that you must be quite disappointed with your birthday breakfast already over but." One maid with brown hair and eyes said.

"We have got a surprise for you. We thought this might happen so we planned for it." A butler said with black hair and red eyes.

"What is it?" I said a smile now on my face.

"It's not much and not breakfast but." The maid came up the the counter and placed a small cake on the counter. It had my name on it and only my name. She then put a candle on it.

"It's just for you sweetie. Here." She said lighting the candles with her finger. They all began to quietly sing happy birthday and I blew out the candle.

"Thank you." I said happy that at least someone thought of me.

"Your welcome. Now we do unfortunately have to get back to work so have a happy birthday honey." The lady said and I nodded understanding that they do have work. They all walked away and I sat to eat my cake.

Later

My sister and father came back around dinner time. I was just sitting in the living room watching a show.

"Honey look what I got you." My father said walking in. He threw a shopping bag to me and I caught it.

"Happy birthday." He said and walked out. I looked in and there are some kind of rings. I put them on.

The only thought in my head was how good these are for my quirk

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The only thought in my head was how good these are for my quirk.

After I had them on both hands I went to go thank my dad. When I walked into his room he was giving my sister a necklace.

"This was your mother's I'm sure she would want you to have it." He said and my eyes widened.

"Why does she get mom's jewelry?" I asked. He just looked at me.

"Why?" I said again.

He didn't say a word. Tears fell from my eyes in sadness before they turned into angry tears. My hands balling into fists. My rings digging into my hands drawing blood.

"Sister I am going to be honest with you. You have villain tendencies. Mom won't want that in the family." She said and I got angry. Without thinking I shot crystallized blood at her. A peace cutting her jaw up to her cheek before she used ice to block the rest.

"Girls!" My father yelled. I brought the blood back to me.

"Y/n! You hurt your sister!" He yelled.

"I don't give a fuck! She's not my sister and your not my father!" I yelled back. I ran off going to my room and slamming the door.

"Y/n! Open the door so we can apologize!" He yelled banging on my door.

I packed a bag with everything I needed and I jumped out the window.

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