I Hear a Voice Calling, Telling Me to Risk It

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TAKUSAN'S POV

By the end of the day my head didn't hurt nearly as much, and Recovery Girl let me go home. I sat on my blanket, staring at my only true possession. It's a picture of my parents and me, laughing as we eat ice cream. I had taken my cone and shoved it in my dad's face, as any other child would do at that age. I smiled and sat the picture down, lying down. I could've hurt a lot of people today. I have to be able to control my power. I thought UA would help me, but if this keeps happening, I don't think I can stay. I just put my peers in danger. I sigh, turning on my side. I have to sleep, I'm sure we'll be doing more training tomorrow.

You can't suppress us forever, Takusan Kyarakuta.

We're more powerful than you know.

And when we rise up, everything you hold dear...

...will drown in blood.

I wake up in a cold sweat, the voices echoing in my head. I groan, looking out the window to see a dark night sky. It can't be any later than three in the morning. There's no way I'm going back to sleep now. I sigh, sitting up and sliding on my black hoody and blue jeans. I slide out of the house, careful not to wake up my foster parents.

The door latches behind me quietly. I walk down the street, breathing the crisp air deeply. Lingering memories from yesterday repeat over and over in my head as I walk. I try to ignore the terrified faces that keep appearing, but I can't. I'm surprised I didn't get kicked out of school. Maybe they realized why I wanted in to begin with.

"SOMEONE HELP HE'S GOT MY BAG!" I sigh and look up to see a scaly boy running away from a terrified girl. The boy can't be any older than I am. I sigh again, knowing that I can't just watch this happen.

"Speedy," I whisper, feeling her speed surround me. She nods, speeding up to the boy. He falls backward, fear spreading throughout his face. "Hand it over." I put my hand out, and he quickly gives me the bag. I hand it to the citizen, who thanks me by bowing before jogging away. I turn to the boy, who is still on the ground in shock.

"Get up." He stumbles to his feet, trembling. "I'm not going to tell anyone about this, I'll just get in trouble for using my quirk. BUT that does not mean you can just go around stealing people's bags." He stares at his feet, still trembling in fear. "And if I catch you again, believe me, I'll be angry." He nods viciously. "Now go, I'm too tired for this crap." He bolts away in the opposite direction of the girl.

Man, that was exhausting. I hate people. I walk around some more, glad that no one else was out. I don't really know where I'm going, I'm just walking at this point. Finally, I notice the sky getting lighter. I should go home and change before school today.

You really want to go back?

What if you lose control again?

You could hurt your innocent classmates.

You don't want to do that, do you?

"Shut up." They know I hate it when they talk. It just sucks me away from the real world and gets me in trouble. But they make a fair point. These kids have strong quirks, and I haven't even copied half of them. That doesn't mean I can just quit. Without the training this school will give me, I will never control my quirk. I'll never be able to make up for the mistakes I've made. My parent's lifeless bodies flash in my mind, making me flinch.

You'll never change.

Not with us here.

And we're not leaving.

"Stop it," I mutter, walking back into the house. I change into my school uniform, staring out the window as the sun slowly rises.

"Breakfast!" I go to the kitchen, sitting on the floor. I close my eyes as my foster mom sets the dish on salad in front of me. Well, it's really just lettuce, but I don't complain. I absentmindedly nibble a leaf, not noticing my foster mom staring at me. "Are you okay?" She asks, clearly concerned.

"Wha? Oh, yeah. I'm fine." I stand up, leaving the majority of the salad in the bowl. "I better head out."

"You didn't eat breakfast!"

"I'm fine, you eat it."

"You need your strength."

"So do you." She sighs, taking the bowl. I wave goodbye, leaving the house. I wonder what we'll do at school today.

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