Can't a witch be a hero too? (MHA Fanfiction!)

Chapter 2

Feeling the ball in her hands and her classmate's eyes all on her, memories started to pop up. None were good. The only words that went through her head were 'monster', 'evil', and 'witch'. She heard witch the most. Every single time she used her quirk. Every time she acted up. And every mistake she made. Witch. 

"I don't think you're a witch, Terra! You're so cool, it's impossible!" 

A familiar voice rang threw her head and she felt herself calm down. The only one who believed she wasn't evil, and her memory came back just in time. It was Ava's, one of her little sisters. The one she left behind. 

She smiled and walked up to throw everything. "My Word, that's what my quirk is called. It's kinda awesome." She smiled as she told the class a lie. She knew it was a dangerous quirk, one she had almost no control of. One that was not awesome in her eyes.

As she gripped the ball in between her hand and took a deep breath. "Please go far and not hurt anyone, ball." She mumbled. "You will go far and will be in a straight line!" She hollered and threw the ball that went so far you couldn't see it and threw the second furthest in the class. And as she walked back in the extended line, she felt a weight lifted from her shoulders. But, most of it came back when she realized she still had to do the rest of the test. 

Once the test was over, the entire day became a blur filled with relief. Today managed to be a good day for her. Which is surprising since she was forced to use her quirk. Almost every time she's used her quirk, something bad happened. Now, she laid in bed with a smile on her face. She somehow managed to make friends, use her quirk without hurting anyone, and not be a complete mess. Terra felt like she deserved to lie down for a few minutes.

After a while, she sat up and scanned her new room for the hundredth time with a growing smile. She had already mesmerized by the large diamond-patterned rug and the blue wallpaper that reached the wooden floor. She loved the closet she had to herself for the very first time and the hanging selves she could put books on when she gets them. Even if others were complaining about the dorms, she loved every bit of it. She used to have to share a room with eight different girls who always made a mess and the room was barely bigger than this one. The best part was how the bed she was sitting on was clean, and nobody else was sleeping on it and it had the best mattress she's ever touched.

"I still left them to be tortured," Terra told herself, not wanting to forget her only objective for being here. "I left them there to be used and to be impaled with needles every day." 

She suddenly jolted up and grabbed at her chest, not being able to breathe, realizing the danger they may be in. No, Terra knew they were in danger. 

"I left them alone! I left them to die! I left them alone! I left them to die!"

She continued to say, her heading starting to spin and her vision becoming dark. Images of all the kids in the church started to fill her head. Both memories and future visions of the children being dragged away and filled with needles that tried to stop their quirk. Some methods weren't as clean. They once tried to remove someone's heart and killed them when it didn't work. Terra knew the kid they did that too. His name was Leo and he was only twelve when they killed him. That was when Terra realized she had to leave. She was only six seeing all of that. And some kids were as young as three.

Sometimes, the church didn't kill their experiments. Sometimes they left them to bleed or for their body to give up on their own. Terra remembered when she almost died. They attempted to sew Terra's mouth closed, seeing if her quirk could be stopped that way. She remembered every second of it happening. The pain she went through when they inserted the needle and pulled it through it her mouth. She remembered the feeling of the chains around every part of her body and the light directly in her eyes. At some point, she couldn't even scream. She ended up escaping by thinking instead of talking. That day, a few of the scientists there died. And it wasn't the first time she's killed someone because of her malicious power. That's why she hated it.