I'll make a name later(ON HOLD😱😱)

Cessair back story kinda

Cessair(Child) POV:

I always wanted to be a hero. But I never realized how cruel this world is. Everybody told me I couldn't be a hero because of my quirk. They bullied me because of it. The teachers didn't seem to care about me. I was seen as a villain. I was 6. I was 6 years old. Everyone hated me. At 6. I hadn't done anything wrong. It was my stupid quirk. They threw me in an alley to "think" about what I did. I didn't do anything. I hate adults. I hate children. I especially HATE heroes.

"Hello there. What are you doing in this alley, crying all alone?" A strange-looking man asked me.

"I was told to think about what I did...but I don't know what I did." I sobbed.

He extended his arm toward me and said, "Come with me. We will destroy everyone that hurt you."

At that moment, I thought, Wow. He wants to help me? That's new.

I stared at his hand for a moment. It had a little hole in the middle. Maybe his quirk. I reached out to grab it and he helped me up. The man was tall.

"What is your name and quirk." He asked.

"My name is Cessair...and my quirk is...uhm...I don't know the name."

"I see. Could you give me a description of it?"

"Sure! I can control anyone who is wearing this, I can also control where it moves. I can make it fly! It's so cool!" I made the headset fly off my head and moved it around in the air.

He studied the headset as it flew through the air quickly. I made it stop so he could get a better view and slowly turned it. I waited for a response.

"What a wonderful quirk. We can make it useful and destroy the people you despise." The man announced, picking me up.

I smiled. He was like a father. The father who never comes home drunk and abuses me. The father who doesn't abandon me on the sidewalk while he gets high with hot women. The father who..the father who doesn't leave you to rot in a hell called school.

"Come with me to my home, Cessair. I will train you and make you the most powerful you can be." My new father smiled while walking away from the alley with me still in his hands.

I dried my tears in his chest. I was tired from everything that I went through. He would be a good father..I hope.

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"Great job Cessair." Father said through the speaker.

I removed the headset of my "brother", Shigaraki.

"Ugh. I hate how that feels." Shiggy sighed.

"Oh shut up, you'll get used to it." I giggled.

"What did you make me do this time." He demanded, crossing his arms.

"I made you dance and sing." I admitted, grinning.

"You little piece of--," Shiggy hissed. "...ugh. I hate you so much."

"Not as much as I hate you, Shiggy" I laughed.

He chuckled and his disgusting crispy lips began to bleed a bit. He immediately stopped when it began. Shiggy left the room to go tend to his gross lips. Ewww.

"Cessair. I have a mission for you." Father suddenly said.

"Wait?!" I screamed. "Me?? You..you have a mission for me??!"

I cleared my throat.

"I mean, what is the mission, Father."

"First of all, dont call me father. Second of all--Izuku Midoriya, a student at U.A high-school. I need you to use your quirk on him. This is what your mission is..."

I was told what to do. I didn't like that, but it is my father. I have to complete the mission. I put my outfit on and prepared to leave.

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OK OK I THINK THIS CHAPTER IS PRETTY GOOD AHHHHBBV I LOVE CESSAIR SM😻😻😻😻