Sad|LBGT+ Story[On Hold]

2|Quirk assessment

Before this chapter starts I have to say , I dont know exactly what happens in the anime because i watched to episode 4 and i couldnt watch any more so i dont know what happens. Anyways enjoy!
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Standing in the field as Aizawa-Sensei announced we would be having a quirk assessment of sorts , I silently listened in the back of the class. My quirk? I had two. I hated one , while the other I couldnt do much with. My first quirk is my mothers , and I call it Immunity. Any type of quirk doesnt work on me. Fire attacks? No burns. Teleportation? Dont move a muscle. My second quirk.. we can talk about that later. I remember the day we found out my quirk. Or.. my mothers at least.

~Flashback~

"Mommy! Daddy! I got my quirk!" A small voice called , a small girl running to her parents happily. Her parents looked between each other happily before looking at their darling daughter. "What is it sweetie? Is it like daddies?" The man asked. The woman looked happy for her daughter but felt nervous at what her husband asked. "Its like mommies! A girl threw ice at me and it didnt hurt me! It broke on impact!" She chirped happily. Her father looked pissed off and his smile faded. "Why didnt you get my quirk. Didnt I tell you-" "Jason! Enough. She has a quirk , and-" Her mother interrupted. A thud was heard as her mother fell to the floor , unconscious. The four year old looked scared. "Mommy?! Wake up mommy! It isnt nap time yet!" She said , her voice shaking. "Michelle?! Sweetheart! Answer me!" When she didnt move the man by the name of Jason pulled out his phone and quickly dialed the emergency services number.

It's been an hour.. I'm scared.. Daddy and mommy are in a doctors room in a big building full of doctors and sick or hurt people.. a nice lady is next to me , holding my hand and telling me its okay. I want my mommy.. "Whats wrong with Mommy?" The little girl asked. The nice lady bit her lip. "Shes on a trip Young Ashlyn"

"when is she coming back?"

"I dont know"

Jason burst out of the room he and Michelle were in. Tears streamed down his face as he walked to his daughter. "Shes dead.. we have to go home.." He said sadly. "I-I wanna see m-mommy.." Ashlyn said , shaking now. "Jason.. Could she stay at my house for a few days with me and my son?" The lady asked. "Why not Inko.." Jason said before leaving. Ashlyn watched in disbelief.

~A week later~

When I returned home it wasn't the same. It was dark , trash everywhere , and it stunk. I bit my lip as I walked to my father and he slapped me. Everything changed in a matter of a week.

~End~

"ASH!" A voice yelled. I jumped out of my flashback , quickly wiping my face of any emotions. "Sorry Aizawa-Sensei.." I mumbled. He instructed me it was my turn to throw the ball and I nodded , taking it and going further onto the field. I prepped my arm and wrist and closing my eyes for a moment and then silently taking a step forward. Sorry Mom.. I have to use it.. I thought before opening my eyes and glancing at Aizawa-Sensei as I pulled my arm back to throw it. I teared up slightly as he nodded. I looked at the ball as I threw it as hard as I could , using my second quirk , Copy. If I knew what the name of the quirk and how it worked , I could use it whenever I wished. In this case , I used Sunshine , which allowed me to shoot an invisible beam of light of of my palm as I released the ball , sending it soaring. "1,237.8 meters. Great job Mr. Cole." I tensed slightly before relaxing and dipping my head. I saw out of the corner of my eye the entire class looking shocked. Just then someone by the name of Katsuki Bakugou shot explosions at me. I watched , unamused as the explosions reached me but fizzled out as they made contact. I blinked and shoved my hands in my pockets as I walked out of the smoke , unharmed. Everyone looked shocked. I shrugged and looked at Aizawa-Sensei. "..may I be excused?.." I asked quietly to avoid my voice cracking. My father was a pro hero , #2 in fact. Due to this I knew Aizawa well , as I stayed with him often since he knew About my father abusing me. He looked at me with a hint of worry in his eyes as he nodded. "Go ahead." He spoke. I bowed slightly before quickly turning and leaving. Tears spilled down my face as I rushed to the bathroom.