-Hawks-
After flying back jnto the city it was well into the night. The rain stopped and the Streets were lit up with with lamp post. We had to dropped the cat off some where near some old ran down apparments before Reiki and I made our way to a hole in the wall Raman shop. Of course the only way for her to eat was I had to pay. Which I planned on anyways. The girl looked like she had no money, and she look grungy, even though she was caked in mud, her clothing looked as if she was living on the streets.
Granted when I carried her she did reek of earth, but there was a small hint of strawberry in her hair still.
We sat in a corner booth away from everyone. No one batted an eye at us when I covered her with my wing. Once we sat down she was looking at the menu board. Granted she just pointed at the bland Raman that beauty had anything in it.
"ARE you sure you want that one? It's just all veggies we need to put some meat on those bones." I teased her. If I can lower her guard down maybe she would be truthful on my questions.
"Ye-Yeah that's fine I don't want to rob you." She quickly look down at the table and picked at her fingers. She was acting like a child that was told to shut up and sit down. Thus will be hard to get her to open up if she as closed as a clam.
I sighed and handed her chopsticks, "Look chickadee, I know your hungry so please eat until your full okay." I tried a different approach, sweetness. She nodded her head and pushed the button for the Ramon filled to the bring with pork slices and narutomaki.
As we waited for our food this Reiki told me she about her family. Which I was right about her being the oldest, as well as having such low self esteem. But being that abused was not in her paper work, but with her father being an officer of the law could had easily kept it behind closed doors.
But I needed the extra push about Michael. She never said anything about him and he is the one on the look out for her.
Our food came out and we both said our thank for the food. Which only being in Japan for a month and a half now, she picked up on some mannerisms.
As she took her first bite, I should had kept my mouth shut but instead I jumped the gun and asked about Iron Bull. The girl froze and I could the redness of her cheeks vanish and she stopped breathing. When she went to take a breath she cooked on the noodles that was half way in her mouth.
As she was coughing trying to get it out I jumped from my seat and moved to her side. "Fuck shit! I shouldn't have asked." I patted her back until she settled.
"He....he's not here right?" Her eyes darted all over the place looking for him. But by the way she was acting he wasn't a hero in her eyes. Maybe he was her captor? "Nononono. He's not here." Her eyes kept scan until they landed back on me.
Her eyes filled with terror, and glazed with panic. "Hey, shhh. He's not here." I side my wing behind us and curled her into me keeping her covered with my wing. "It's okay, long as I know why you are running from him ill make sure he can't get you okay." Hwr head slowly nodded and she looked up at me. Her eyes already told me what I needed to know but I wanted to hear it.
"He, ra...raped....used my quirk agist my wishes. He hurt me, beat me...he....he..." her eyes panicked and tried looking over my wing to see if he's out there.
"HEY hey hey... look at me." I gingerly grabbed her shoulders to bring her back to me. Her blue panicked orbs finally settled on me. "Now that I know what he has done ill make sure he won't find you okay." Tears glassed over her eyes as she tried to wipe them away before I could see them roll.
All she could do was mouth the word thank you before she settled down. We sat there in silence before I pushed her to continue to eat.
"Hawks.... can. Can you keep your wing around me. It gives me some comfort that I am hidden in a way."
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Marionette and the Blue Demon (Rewritten)
FanfictionThis is a story of a girl with a healing quirk. But it does more harm then good. Her dream was to become a hero. That dream was about to come true, until she saw what was happing behind closed curtains. Being used and abused for her quirk and for b...