Lazily I opened my tired eyes. Laying in my comfortable bed I pull the blankets over my eyes to hide them from the bright sun. I fell asleep again.
An hour later I wake up with feeling ravenous for food.
Grabbing my phone to check the time I realize it's late afternoon.
I slept in that much?!
Wait, I don't remember going to bed last night.I just noticed a great hollowness that took up the cavity in my chest where my heart is supposed to be.
My hand flew to the back of my neck. Tears pricked my dry eyes.I checked the date on my phone and barely made out what day it was.
It's been three days since the Sports Festival. Three days since my quirk was stolen.
With no energy at all, I laid back down on my pillow. I ignored the hunger and drifted back off into dreamless sleep.
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Once I woke up to grab a cup of water since I'd probably die without it. But other than that I lay heartbroken in my bed. Losing my quirk was like losing my heart. It truly felt like a heavy black hole had taken its place.
I got to the point that I could barely move. I had no more tears to cry. My quirk was a big part of my identity. My soul had been stolen.
My phone buzzed on and off all week, notifications from UA and even from some of my classmates. I read their worried messages but chose not to answer them.
That is until I read Todoroki's numerous messages.
Todoroki: Why did you leave the Sports Festival? Everyone was looking for you.
Todoroki: Answer me.
Todoroki: It's been three days. Where are you?
Todoroki: Aizawa isn't happy with your disappearance. The class is getting worried.
Todoroki: You've been gone all week, where are you? Midoriya is about to file a missing person report.
Todoroki: Suzuki Shiki I swear if you do not answer me I'll... I'll find you myself.
Pfft. Like he could find me. I haven't told anyone in UA where I live.
Has it seriously been a week? I look down at my quirkless hands. I will my hands to glow red but nothing happens. I rub my fast hand on my bedsheets to create kinetic energy but I can't sense the energy I make. Trying harder I smack my hands together and rub. Nothing.
It's really gone, they stole it from me!
Usually, I'd be pumped up on energy that I steal from everyday objects like a moving fan or bouncy ball. Without that overflow of energy, my body is beyond weak.
Tearless painful sobs rack my body and I pull pillows over my head. Burying myself trying to hide from my problems.
Hiding there I felt safe, so much so that I began to drift off to sleep again.
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Villainous Hero
ActionSuzuki Shiki is the traitor that is sent to break apart UA High. Although it's against her will, much like most things are. Shiki decides that villain life isn't for her. But simply leaving that life is impossible. Being the spy for the League of Vi...