"..." = talking
'...' = thinking
4 yr old Morgiana's POV:
"Mama where are we going?" Asked the little red head.
"we are headed to the doctors to get your quirk checked" She answered while keeping her eyes on the road careful to not hit anyone.
The little girl beamed with excitement wondering what quirk she will have. He head was jumbled with all kinds of thoughts. 'Ooh! I wonder what I'll get! Super strength, telekinesis, flying, super speed, teleportation, whatever it is I'm sure it'll be great!!' She stated in head head.
She hadn't noticed how long she had been talking in her head because by the time she was finished she was already at the doctors. Her mother stepped out of the car and Morgiana followed her into the building. She sat down in the waiting room with her mother waiting to be called in.
When they did get called they entered a room with white walls. After a couple of moments a female with short brown hair walked in.
"Hello, I am Dr. Keira. I was told I would be doing a quirk check, is that correct?" She questioned,
"That would be correct" My mother answered with a smile gracing her lips.
"Alrighty then! What is your name?" She looked in my direction.
"Morgiana!" I chirped,
"Okay, Morgiana, my quirk allows me to see other peoples quirks, in order to use it thought i am going to have to touch you, is that alright?"
I nodded my head, she walked over and placed her slightly larger hands on my head. She frowned slightly and looked at me with pity before taking her hand off.
"I am sorry to say this but...
You are quirkless"
"W-what?" small tears formed in my eyes threatening to spill. My mothers eyes widened.
