Phrases written with apostrophes around them and are italized are thoughts, ‘Like this.’ Sorry I didn’t clarify that sooner ⋋〳 ᵕ _ʖ ᵕ 〵⋌. I forgot… Anyway TO THE CHAPTER- XD
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Contains Strong Language and Themes that may be uncomfortable to some readers
Your eyes lifted open and things began to blur into focus. White, everything was white. If it wasn't for the pounding headache and the pain in your chest, you would've thought you were dead.
“Where…. Where am I?” You mumbled sitting up and resting your hand over your face to nurse your throbbing head. “Damn it's bright in here.”
You felt the smooth sheets below your other hand. ‘Fuck I overused it again.’
“Amari do you know where you are?” A small voice rang out attracting your attention. It was a little old lady… with a syringe in her hair. Panic rushed in, ‘No way am I gonna get that thing plunged into me.’
“A-a hospital-?” Your voice squeaked. ‘I damn well don’t want to be in another hospital-’
“No sweetie, you are at the U.A. infirmary.” You looked up at the lady who was smiling brightly, “You overused your quirk and stopped breathing, another examinee saved you.”
“...”
‘Fuck… I did it again.’ You tried to hold back your emotion, not to worry the sweet lady.
“Anyway, you should be good to go, close the door when you leave.” She walked out of the room.
‘Damn it. Someone had to come in and save me, I can’t even take care of myself. Am I so weak that I need to result in myself being almost dead to save one person, not even in a life or death situation.’ Despar began to rise up inside you, with warmth dripping down your checks as you clenched the sheets. Thoughts bubbled up deep from inside.
‘You’re weak.’
‘You’re a liability.’
‘You can’t even do something as simple as putting up a shield correctly.’
‘You’re worthless.’
You just sat there, and let your feelings drain out into the pillow you now cried into for who knows how long.
…
You awoke in utter exhaustion to look out the window and see it was dark outside.
“SHIT”
Jolting up with new energy you bolted out the door and ran home.
‘He’s gonna kill me if I’m not in time to make dinner.’
Bursting through the door, you were greeted with the unfortunate image of your father stirring on the couch. Woken by the sudden noise of you slamming open the door. ‘FUCK.’
“Where’s dinner Nyoko?’
“....uh… You see I-”
“You didn’t make it you fucker. What the hell were you off to when you should have been getting some damn work done?”
‘Fuck he can’t know I applied to U.A.’ You turned your heel trying to escape into your room, until you body stopped complying. His glance shot shivers through your body knowing what was coming next. He slowly stood up, face contorting into a pissed off and psychotic fashion.
“You were off playing hooky you bitch. Since when did I teach you to skip out on your duties?”
“...” You gulped not ready for this today.
“You little! You’re a waste of my time and money why the fuck do I deal with you!?”
“...to do the housework.”
“That’s right! And you didn’t fucking do it, so it’s time set you straight!”
The all too familiar pain shot through your stomach as he punched you, slapped you, and crushed your throat. You let your mind wonder as he pummeled your body.
CRASH
Everything started to fade, he broke a bottle over your head. Blood seeped from would along with your consciousness.
*Age: 3*
“Woah look at that villian!” Naoko squealed, “He’s so ugly!”
Ugly was she right. You squeezed Mom’s hand and continued to look at the monster rampaging further down the street. It’s huge stature towered over the small plaza, destroying everything in Its path. A few proheros hopped into the mix trying to prevent damage.
“I want to see!” You shouted, releasing your mother’s hand.
“Sweetie we have to stay out of the way of the heros, alright?” Your father said.
By the time he looked up, it was too late you were already gone, running closer to where the heros were with Naoko right on your tail.
“Nyoko! Naoko!”
The monster saw an opportunity, you. In one step he was in front of you, hand bearing down to grab you. Instead of being lifted into the air you were falling, quickly to be caught be Death Arms. In horror you saw Naoko, your sister, being crushed to death instead of you. She pushed you out of the way. Her limp body dropped to the ground.
“Naoko?” It was barely recognizable, twisted and mangled there laid your twin’s body. And just as quick as she died, her body disappeared engulfed by flames. Endeavor was here. He trapped the villain in a ring of flames and burned Naoko to ash, well what was left of her.
You screamed.
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