Alane Yuki is young girl full of hope and kindness. Her family has moved to the city and registered her to the same school Midoria and Katsuki attend. No matter how bad some people can be towards her, she always has a kind attitude.
Or some people...
"You really want to know that much of your dad?" She said now drying her hands with a towel. I nodded, "I even want to know about how you two met and all! But mostly, how he was as a kid."
My mom then turned to me and smiled softly. She looked like she enjoyed remembering the past when she and dad were younger. "Did you know Shiketsu and UA students couldn't meet even outside of school before?"
My eyes widened a bit. "Really? I had no idea. They were that much of rivals?" She nodded. "Both schools were skeptical of sabotage, so they didn't want students to meet or talk. Well, let's just say i kind of broke that rule."
I took a seat, "really?!" My mother then sat next to me on the sofa. "Yeah..but it was worth it!" She then got comfortable, "all right, well, let me start from the very beginning, before I heard about your father."
~Flashback~ ~Misty P.O.V~
I was in my room combing my hair before going to bed. I hear a bit of fast walking down the hallway. I remembered my parents being called in for an emergency mission. The location was at the outskirts of the city, so it was suuuuper far.
My dad then knocked at my door. "Misty, we got confirmation from our agency that you can come along. Hurry up, we leave in 10 minutes." I felt my heart flutter in excitement. Finally! I get to see heroes at work!
~Next day~
My heart froze as we finally reached the small village.
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"Everything is destroyed..." I quietly mumbled. My mother put a hand on my head, "let's go look for survivors."
I just hope there are some.
~later~
I was always careful to where I stepped. I don't know if there's any traps or it's just a dead body. One particular house caught my attention, even though it looked like the rest. I thought I saw something glow for a moment.
I tensed up and started to walk towards the door. As I gently held the knob, it turned to dust. Dusting my hand clean I gently pushed the door open. It gave a loud, long, 'creak' sound. The floors are just completely burned.
Then a rotten stench started to circle around me. Fearing the worst, I gulped a little bit and started to turn my head to the left. Under the stairs was a small closet room, opened. Directing my eyes to the floor, I noticed a bloody hand peeking out.
I stumbled backward and fell on my butt, my eyes not looking away from the room. I felt my fingers get cold and I begin to tremble. I jumped to my feet when I hear the floor began to creak, the sounds getting closer towards my direction. I looked around frantically for a place to hide, the closet was the only place to hide.
I covered my mouth and nose with both my hands and practically ran inside the room. The stench of dead bodies was overpowering. I wanted to throw up so bad! The sounds of footsteps stopped on the other side of the wall from where I was. I stopped breathing unknowingly. I felt like the whole world had stopped spinning.
