Why is there such a thing like violence? What good is it for man-kind? Why must I be the one to deal with it? What's the porpoise of it, if it only ends in someone dying? It makes no sense...
"Hey, are you ok?" A voice asks. "Yeah, I'm fine." I say as I snap back into reality. "You sure?" The voice asks again, "you seemed to be staring into space as you looked a bit upset." They added, Yeah I'm perfectly fine, sorry for making you worry." I answered as I closed my sketchbook and got up off the ground.
It was a sunny day, the breeze was light as the sun was shining down upon us. I feel a hand touch my shoulder, "I never got your name, would you mind telling me?" The person asked. "Why should I tell you? It's private information you don't need to know." I say calmly as I turn around to face the person. He looked like a thug and also acted like one, the man had ash brown hair, brown eyes, and had a small scent of alcohol to him. "Awe~ won't you please tell me?" The man asked again. "Like I said that's private information you don't have to know!" I say with a more clear and confident tone as my ears go back as I was getting annoyed. "Ah-" My back hit the wall forcefully as the man had pined me to it. "Listen here girly, toys is my turf. If you don't want to get hurt you will do what I tell you!" I could feel my anger grow through out my body as my eyes started turning red, "shit!" I think to my self. "Get off of me..." I say in a low tone knowing I cant do anything to stop it. "Tell me what I want to know first!" The man says.
"I warned you..." My vision went black as I heard a horrifying scream, and then a splat followed by complete silence as I felt a warm fluid hit me. My vision slowly came back. I look at my hands as I see thick red fluid on them, it was blood. My eyes widen in fear as I hesitantly lower my head to the ground as I gasp to see the man lifeless on the ground.
His throat was all mangled up as well as his face, his torso area was all ripped up covered in his blood. I scream as tears flow down like a rapid stream. My vision starts to go blurry from me crying as my eyes started to become drowsy, causing me to pass out on the cold dark concrete.
An hour has passed as I wake up, I get off the ground as I look up at the sky. The sky was a beautiful orange to pink graidiance as the sun was setting, I better get back..." I say to myself as I let out a long sigh as I start to walk out of the alleyway.
It only took me a few minutes to get back home, as I walk through the door I'm greeted by a man behind a bar. The man was wearing a fancy bartender suit, you can't really see his his face due to a purple fire like mist. "Welcome back Syrin." He said as I sat down. "Hey Kurogiri." I answered back at him, "where's dad?" I asked. "He's busy with work." "So murdering heroes with the others then?" I asked knowing I'm right.
"Yeah" Kurogiri sighs as he takes a glass cup and cleans it. "Now tell me why your covered in blood?" He asked. "Oh! Well I kinda ran into a thug that wouldn't leave me alone and I kinda lost control and killed him..." I say as I look down as my ears also go down as I felt ashamed about it.
"Well you better go wash up." Kurogiri says as he grabs another glass and starts cleaning it. "I was just about to do that." I say as I got up and I start to walk up the stairs to the washroom as I get undressed and take a shower.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of chapter 1~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Syrenity
FanfictionPlease note that this book has blood/gore, abuse, and swearing if you don't like anyof this please do not read this! This is a bnha based story, and it is NOT cannon to the anime and manga however it dose takes place in the cannon timeline.