oro | bnha oc

a fateful encounter.

Once upon a time, there lived a girl named Imizo Koriya. Imizo was the daughter of Ryu Koriya and Yuka Koriya. Both Ryu and Yuka were pro heros, though Ryu was lesser known.

For many years Ryu and Yuka lived happily focusing on their hero work. But there came a day when that happiness was destroyed forever.

After two years of listening to beliefs involving creating a child with a powerful dual Quirk, Ryu finally found himself agreeing with Quirk marriages. However, Ryu was married to, and still loved, Yuka. How could Ryu make a child with a powerful joint Quirk with Yuka? He couldn't. And so, he found someone he could make a strong child with. This woman was a mystery to all but Ryu. The woman had the power to control animate objects.

Ryu saw potential, as his Quirk allowed him to control shadows. And so, he cheated on the woman he "loved." Nine months later, Ryu used the mystery woman's Quirk against his own wife. He convinced her that Imizo was born by Yuka and that she was Yuka's child.

Almost six years had past. Imizo was now beginning to manifest her Quirk. It was then when Yuka saw that Imizo not only failed to receive a Quirk like hers or like her family members, but she looked nothing like Yuka in the slightest. The child barely resembled Ryu, taking on a small portion of white hair.

On the eve of Imizo's sixth birthday, Yuka confronted Ryu.

"Where did she come from, Ryu?" Imizo could hear the anger and pain in Yuka's voice.

"Yuka, you know. She is our child."

"That thing is not my child. It doesn't look like me, act like me, or have a Quirk like mine. Where did she come from, Ryu?" Her voice slowly got louder and louder.

The energy through the house had quickly turned dark. Imizo shook in fear as she looked on, hidden away. Ryu began to approach Yuka, anger and fear in his eyes. Yuka turned, without another word and began to leave. Ryu watched as his heart filled with dread, though rage was slowing beginning to consume him.

Imizo saw in horror as Ryu lost his will to the rage. His Quirk began moving the shadows around the room, a screech was let out by Yuka before the sound was cut short. The shadows blocking the view from Imizo's terrified eyes. She released a small whimper causing Ryu to snap his head in her direction. His typically light grey eyes a dark shade of black. A grin formed on his face as he called for Imizo.

Panicked, she attempted to run, only to feel something grip her leg. Her body slammed into the ground, legs covered by the shadows. Help, please. Somebody, anybody! Her cries were unheard simply never leaving her lips. Ryu now stood above her, a sinister grin tearing his once pleasant face. A knife now glinting in his hands he lowered himself to the whimpering child's level.

"Imizo, do you love your Daddy?" His voice sickening and hard.

Instead Imizo cried as a shadow covered her mouth to stop her screams. Ryu reached down and lifted the back of the shirt with a chuckle. The knife dug deeply into her back causing her to scream so loud the shadow barely concealed it. The knife continued to dig it's way across her back, Imizo screeching in pain. Once Ryu was finished, he brought the knife to the girl's cheek.

"This is so you will remember to never defy me like Yuka did. You will live with this constant reminder of my wil-"

Ryu was cut short by the door being kicked in. In his panicked, Ryu scrapped the knife across the cheek of the child beneath him. Heroes, they had come to save her, Imizo's eyes felt heavy as the pain was becoming unbearable. The crushing weight of her father tumbled off of her as did the shadows. Her eyes just barely caught the glimpse of Ryu slipping into the shadows, dissolving away from the heroes grasp.

A hand reached out to Imizo, but she could no longer feel nor process what was happening. Vaguely, she heard the voices of the heroes yet did not retain a single word.

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Imizo woke with a jolt, fear consuming her. Her last memory was that of her father carving into her. As the memory rested in her mind she felt the raging, burning pain of her back.

"Hey, hey, calm down little one," a voice spoke gently.

Imizo snapped her head towards the voice, seeing a male with slicked back yellow blonde hair and sunglasses. Tears fell from her eyes as she processed what had happened after the carving. The heroes had come, they saved her.

Heroes are so cool.