When Hope Died| Eri AU

Chapter 1

Eri's POV

The hood covered my horn. The heroes don't like us. That's what Dad always told me. He said that they don't know my face, only my horn. So as long as it was covered, they wouldn't know who I am. I was walking through a store, grabbing some canned food, and stuffing a few things in my pockets. I didn't get caught, but I got worried glares. It was probably the fact that I looked like a criminal.

When I bought some of the supplies, I walked out, grabbing someone's wallet on the way. I didn't get caught since it was a mom yelling at her child. I walked away with the grocery bags in my hands. On my way back to the house that Himiko had bought while under disguise, I saw an injured frog. It's back leg was crushed. It was dragging itself to the bush to hide. I kneeled down and looked at it closely. I reached my hand to touch the crushed leg and rewound it. The frogged hopped away.

I stood back up, but was suddenly stopped by some teenagers my age. They went to UA. I recognized one of them as Katsuma Shimano. He was saved by the #1 hero when he was 6. He's the same age as me. I fixed my hood to cover my whole face as I held my head low, and walked past them.

I heard them talking about heroes. They were starting to talk about the old teacher of class 1A, Shota Aizawa. I heard them saying that he retired after the fight against the League. All that was left of the League was Himiko. I can't wait to see her.

I finally got home and opened the door. I took my hood off and saw Dad on the couch. He had his black face mask on like always. Himiko was typing on her phone. When she heard me, she looked up. She set her phone down and ran to me, catching me in a hug. "ERI! You're home!"

She leaned away from me and pinched my left cheek. "Why did you have to grow up? You were so cute as a kid!"

Himiko hasn't changed since she was a teenager. I didn't remember her from then, I didn't remember anything, but Dad told me everything that happened. The heroes tried to use my blood to make things to kill the villains. But now I give Dad some of my blood twice a week so he can make bullets to get revenge on the heroes.

I went to my room and got dressed into comfortable clothes. I grabbed some pajama shorts and a white shirt. When I was done getting dressed, I put the dirty clothes away and stared at my sharp horn in the mirror. It was a lot bigger than when I was a kid. Then I looked at the scars on my arms and legs. Every time I see them, I wanna kill the heroes even more. I even remember what they did to Twice. Himiko tells me stories about him.

I walked back into the living room and sat next to Dad. I told him all of the stuff that I snatched and he smiled. "Good. You're getting better. You got caught last time and had to get rid of them."

I nodded. "Yes, I did. But I won't make that mistake again, Dad."

He looked at his phone. "Good. You better not. You can't let the heroes find you."

Himiko ran up to me, her messy buns bouncing with her. She kneeled in front of me and held my cheek. "I would hate to lose you, Eri! We love you! You know that, right?"

I nodded with a smile. "Yeah, I know."

She hugged me and then got back up. "I'm going to go take a shower now!" Himiko skipped to the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on.

I put my knees to my chest and hugged them. I rested my chin on my knees. "Hey, Dad?"

He looked over at me. "Yeah?"

I didn't look back at him. "What was mom like?"

He had told me that my mom was killed by the heroes. She had a quirk that was labeled dangerous and villainous, so she was also labeled a villain, much like Himiko. Dad never talked about her.

"I don't want to talk about that. There's no reason to." He answered brief and quick and then looked back at his phone.

I looked at him. "But why not? I want to know what-"

He interrupted me. "I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!" My eyes widened at his outburst. I felt a lump in my throat.

I stood up. "Oh. Okay." I walked to my room to be alone. I don't know anything about my mom. He doesn't have any pictures of her and I haven't found any news reports. Dad won't even give me a last name since he abandoned his a long time ago. I'm just Eri. Nothing else.

I used to go to school. It was easier to hide my horn when I was younger. But now Himiko teaches me. I had gotten expelled and the cops came looking for me after I accidentally killed a kid. I was 10. He was 13. He was trying to pick a fight with me because of my scars. I wasn't having it so I punched him. The only problem is that my quirk activated on impact, killing him instantly.

Dad rewarded me for standing up for myself. So did Himiko. But I never told them that it was an accident. I never told them that it haunted me for years. But now, as a 16-year-old, I don't care anymore. I would do it again without a second thought.