Prologue

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"Hey! You're coming to Sekoto Peak, right!" Touya yelled as he caught up to me excitedly.

"For sure! I wouldn't want to miss it!" I beamed at him with a smile. Touya has been my best friend since elementary school, and we were inseparable. Touya knew about my family, and I knew about his. We bonded most over our anger over our youngest sibling's births, as they were what our parents wanted while we were deemed "failures." Only my situation was different.

My mother was loving and caring to a degree, but was often absent doing drugs or drinking and was often not sober, which left me to care for myself and my siblings, who were often left starving, especially me, who was rather bony with my hips and ribs protruding beneath my skin and stunted growth due to malnutrition. My mother had all three of us by accident, but my sister quickly showed promise in her beauty and talent. My younger sister had a knack for singing, and our mother saw it as a way out of the goons for our family, which led to her performing on the street at a young age. Our stepfather and sister's biological father wasn't any better. He was abusive towards my mother, brother, and me. I could understand why he would want to abuse my brother and me, as we were not his, but I couldn't understand why he would like to attack our mom. I did secretly know, however, that he was a villain undercover after accidentally overhearing a conversation between him and my mother. Maybe it was out of fear.

Touya, on the other hand, was in, I would say, a worse situation. His father would have kids in hopes that a child that could surpass him and become the number one hero would be born. Preferably a child mixed with Touya's mother's ice quirk and Pro Hero Endeavors fire quirk. Endeavor used to train Touya, but now he would yell at Touya for training and neglect him after he found out his quirk was unsuitable for his body. His younger brother Shoto was born soon after with the desired quirk combination his father wanted. Touya and I were in different yet similar situations. Touya just wanted his father to look at and love him, while I just wanted a loving family and a place to belong. A place I felt safe, needed and loved.

It was almost too good to be true because of how alike Touya and I were, and I quickly fell for him. He would always protect me, and we swore to make a better society and become genuine heroes together, unlike those fakes. He wanted to have the hero name Prevailing Inferno, and I chose Scarlet as my quirk; Cursed Blood is, as you guessed, blood-based and left behind a scarlet mess.

Nothing lasts forever, though.

Later that day, after being held up by my mom, I was doing my best to make it to Sekoto Peak as soon as possible as I was already late to meet up with Touya, but as t is mountains came into view, I quickly noticed smoke billowing from the forest. Nothing would be the same after that day.

Endeavor blamed me for Touya's death, saying if I had been there earlier, this wouldn't have happened, and I believed him back then. Now that I'm older, though, I know it was our fault. If I hadn't stopped by my house and had instead gone straight to Sekoto Peak, then maybe I could've done something or stopped the incident, and if Endeavor had just shown up or appreciated Touya or even looked his way, then perhaps the same outcome wouldn't have happened. The damage was done, and Touya was not returning. I will never forgive myself for what happened, and I will never forgive Endeavor.

Life wasn't any easier after that incident. I tried to atone for what happened to Touya by pushing myself beyond my limits and training to become the best hero I could be, but it would never happen. After my stepfather got arrested for federal crimes against most of Tokyo for his schemes, my family became homeless. Our mother abandoned my brother and me as she took our sister, never to be seen again until I saw my sister's face on tv. My pure rage was as bad as when my brother finally found friends and turned against me after we grew up close to appease them, as my quirk was deemed villainous, even at UA. A school meant for wanna-be heroes. I was bullied and considered a villain for my quirk, so I villain I became.

I had destroyed a lot of UA with my quirk before a boy similar to me in age approached me after fleeing the scene to join a new rising group called The League of Villains. We quickly began to rise as one of the most feared villain groups, and I quickly became a vital and well respective member of the league. The people called me "The Scarlet Terror" as all that would be left was scarlet blood painted all over alleyways, buildings, streets, you name it. The people feared me, and it felt great, but part of me always did ache over the plans. Touya and I had to be heroes. Maybe it was just my soft heroic remnants of my past.

Those plans and dreams were as dead as he.

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