I was born with an able body. A powerful and beautiful quirk. An illness that will haunt me until I die. This illness is still very rare so no cure has been found. My father has tried all he can to give me a happy life until my illness takes away my...
"We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us."
- Joseph Campbell
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- After Recovery-
My father wheels me into the classroom full of familiar faces. The smiles that I have been dying to see again flash at me. My father parks my wheelchair in my little spot where my chair usually is. I smile weakly at my friends as my father makes an announcement.
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(Bit of a reference for the wheel chair. Yes they can have IV's on them. I have experience)
"Today we'll be doing rescue training..."
He kept going on explaining the situation. Due to my fading energy I passed out. The next thing I know, I am on a bus with the rest of the class. They were currently in the midst of a conversation making fun of Bakugou's personality. It was kind of funny. I laugh slightly upon hearing their comments. Midoriya took notice of this and turned to me.
"Oh, you're awake! How are you feeling (y/n)?"
The others stop their conversation and turn to me. I smile at them and speak softly.
"I'm... fine... I just have... less energy than before... Don't worry about it... I can't... wait to see... you all doing... the rescue training..." I give them a weak thumbs up. Kirishima was the next to speak up.
"Hey (y/n)? Are those bandages are your arms?"
I look down at what he was looking at. I shook my head no and looked back at them.
"It sure looks like ...that doesn't it? No, this is... a weapon like my... fathers. I have ...one strand per arm. It could use it for ....self defense and battles, but ...since I'm not as energetic... and strong as I was before, I just keep them ...on me .... so I feel like my father ...is always with... me..."
My father turned around at those words and gave me one of his rare public smiles. He then announced our arrival and we unloaded from the bus. We entered a large dome shaped building. There waiting for us was the Space Hero: No. 13! How cool is that!
"Welcome to USJ! The Unforeseen Simulation Joint! (right? I feel like that's right)"
I looked at all the contents of the building with wonder. It was amazing! I can't believe this place actually exists! Wait... what's that by the fountain?
"Father... What is... that?" I say while weakly tugging at his shirt. He turns around to see the black mist as well. He started to yell at us to stay still and not react. Everything seemed to happen so fast. My father already jumping into action to fight a large group of villains. Thirteen told us to evacuate and pushed my wheelchair in the direction of the exit. The black mist from before appeared before us in a matter of seconds preventing our escape.
