12 Years Ago

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"Mommy, are you okay?" You ask as you climb the stairs to find a hero strangling her. Your eyes bulge out of your face almost. You start screaming and run straight toward her. 

"Stop baby." She barely made the words. Daddy would save her. You thought. You went downstairs to call him. But a hero grabbed your hand and asked if you were okay and continued asking the same questions. 

"Where is Namiki?" 

"Are you okay little one?" 

"Are you the villains daughter?" 

"Hello? Are you unresponsive??" 

You shot a silk like substance out of your hands and shoved all you could down the hero's throat. You watched as he choked. You felt horrible. But it was for Mommy's sake. You ran away and hid. And that's when you heard a voice settle against your ear. You turned to see All might. 

"Young one. Are you alright?" He was huge and perfectly in health. No scars no half beaten. He was perfect. 

You nod. You hug his leg. 


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(Now)

You were in the common room with the 1-A class. But you left outside sitting on the nearest bench looking at the wind blow the flowers. After the conversation with Aizawa you had, you needed time to yourself. You weren't sure how much you were going to let him boss you around. He wasn't even your parent. Groaning you start yelling at the flowers. 

"Your life must be so perfect! Nobody tells you what to do and you blossom just fine. I mean you only need supporters! Dad doesn't understand. I mean I just turned seventeen. What's so wrong with wanting to fit in with other kids near my age?" Picking up the blue orchid you sniff it. "Oh, and to smell like this all the time."

"Am I interrupting something?" The red, white-haired kid is standing near the other side of the bench. 

"No!" You drop the petaled flower as he just stares. No emotion. 

"Good. Aizawa says he wants you to lead us to the training field." He nods before walking back. inside.

Just. One. Darn. Hour. Of. Peace. Would. Be. Nice. 



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