Small Hope {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 1: Takeru Sora

A/N: This is my first story so sorry for my grammar. Enjoy!

     There was nothing but darkness in a small, cold room. Then there was a scream, a scream of a little girl filled the room. The young boy at the corner covered his ears with his hands, trying to block out the scream filled with agony and pain. He hated it. He hated how they treated Eri and she hated how they treated the boy as well. The boy's name is Sora Takeru, a 13-year-old boy, who's been imprisoned by the Shie Hasaikai for seven years. The only reason that Sora was alive was because of his quirk. The underleader, Chisaki,  kept him alive for he needed his special quirk to heal his henchmen.

Fifteen minutes have passed and the screaming stopped. A man wearing a mask and all white robes came in with a paralyzed little girl who they call Eri. Light flooded the room, Sora looked up and gasped in shock as Chrono settled Eri down the bed at the middle of the room. Sora got up and walked to Eri just to hug her whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

"She's still alive, Sora." Chrono said, Sora looked at him with anger.

"I know, you did this to me as well." He spat, rubbing Eri at the back of head.

"Now, now, Sora, that's no way to talk to us." Another voice came. Chisaki walked in the room, making Sora even angrier, "Be lucky that both of you made it this far. If it weren't for my quirk, you would've been corpses."

He turned around and called the guard outside of the room, "Make sure that neither of them escapes. If they do then you know what you have to do."

The guard smiles and nodded at his boss' command and the two men left the room, closing the door behind them. Eri lookwd up at his supposed brother's multi-colored eyes and hugged him. Sora has messy, black (yet fluffy) hair that covered most of his forehead, his left eye was golden yellow and the right was midnight blue. Eri sobbed quietly at his brother's shoulder.

"Shhh... it's gonna be alright, Eri-chan." He said reassuringly. Sora started to sing a lullaby that he remembered as a kid.

🎵When the light is running low
And the shadows start to grow
And the places that you know seemed like fantasy
There's a light inside your soul ans still shinning in the cold
With the truth the promise in our hearts
Don't forget I'm with you in the dark🎵

When Sora finished the song, Eri dozed off and he setted her head on the pillow. He used the end of his shirt to wipe off the tears on his supposed sister's cheeks. Sora is wearing Chisaki's old clothes, a dirty dark blue shirt and pants, they weren't decent but not too shabby. He also has bandages wrapped around his arms like Eri to hide the scars that the fire and the Shie Hasaikai gave him everytime he disobeys them.

His quirk, psychokinesis, gives him the ability to levitate objects and humans (including himself), read, communicate, and manipulate minds, see people's memories, and even heal injuries whether they are minor or critical and both physically and mentally. Sora sometimes to little Eri but he could only do so little to heal her because Chisaki exhausts him in using his quirk to heal himself or his henchmen.

There were many-no, he always wished that a hero would come and save them, so that both he and Eri could live a normal life. Seven miserable years of living or rather surviving with them, heck he's been there longer than Eri. Deep down, he knows that no hero would save them from Chisaki. He always told them that whenever someone tries to help them, they always die because of them. It led Sora and Eri in so much pain that it came to their minds that escaping will only lead to heroe's death. Sora never gave up and hoped that someday they will be free.

Right?
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Again, the MHA franchise doesn't belong to me. If you don't know MHA then do not read this. Watch the series first if you haven't watched it yet. Sorry if it's short.

Word count: 728 words.