I wake up in the middle of the night parched. I move my body off my bed slowly and when my small legs are dangling over the edge I hop off. I look over to the opposite side of my bedroom and see Ten sleeping in his bed. Ten is my twin brother and we are inseparable even though we are so young.
I walk out of my room and into the hallway in the darkness. I know the layout of my house so this isn't all to hard for me. I walk into the kitchen and walk over to where our cabinets are. They are fairly high and my small body doesn't allow me to reach them so I climb onto a counter to reach. I open the cabinet and reach in for a glass cup. I set it down next to me on the counter and crawl back down to the floor. Once I regain my balance I reach for the cup. With the cup in my hands I walk over to our sink. Our sink is grounded into a counter so I am able to reach it. I turn the cold water on and listen as the water runs. My lack of strong moter skills cause me to drop the glass I am holding. The glass shatters on the ground and some of it cuts into my uncovered legs as it settles to the ground. I start to cry at the pain as my brother comes running into the kitchen. He turns the light on and looks at me.
"I-I'll get mom and dad!" He runs off into the hallway once more. I continue to cry. My light blue hair falls in front of my face, covering my red eyes as I cry. In a matter of seconds my parents and Ten come running in the kitchen. My father walks over to me calmly and picks me up. I grasp onto him as he walk to our bathroom. From where I am I could hear mom talking to Ten.
"Come on Ten help me pick this up." Her tone is sweet and caring. "Grab the broom and I'll do the rest. I don't want you to get hurt like Plue." Plue is my nickname in the family. When I first started to talk I couldn't say the word blue correctly. I would always say Plue and it just stuck. I revert my attention back to my father as he sits me down onto the toilet. I'm not crying as loudly as I was a couple minutes ago but I still continue to let my tears flow. My dad turns away from me and rummages around in our medicine cabinet. Once he seems satisfied he turns back to me. He takes a cotton ball and some hydrogen peroxide. He tips the liquid onto the cotton ball.
"Alright [Y/N] this is going to sting a bit. But you're a big girl. You've got this Plue." I am most certainly not a big girl considering I'm only five. I nod my head quickly anyways.
"Yah I'm a big girl." My father put the cotton ball on my cuts and I cry and whine about the pain. Once it is all over he puts colorful Band-Aids on my legs. I look down at them and stretch out my legs. They look so pretty and happy.
"Thanks daddy!" I lean forward and hug my dad. I only feel his body for a split second though. His body turns to dust and I'm left wrapping my arms around myself. I open my eyes and see my father is gone and on the ground is ash. I start to scream only to hear another scream combine with my own.
"MOMMY!"
"DADDY!
I run into the kitchen to find Ten. He is sitting down on the floor in front of a pile of ash. Mom is nowhere to be seen. I run over to my brother and hug him. I feel him hug me back and we cry together.
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Ten and I have been hiding around in the shadows for a couple days now. All we have left is eachother. We have had to run away from heros many times. The heros always ask us to come with them but we can't trust them. We have eachother and everyone else is to scary so we run away. We have a certain place we meet at when we run away from heros and get split up. Each time we always find eachother back here. So why isn't Ten here? I've been here for hours and he isn't here. I continue to huddle up next to a nearby wall and cry.
"Where are you Ten?" I hope he will respond. I want my brother back. I hear small footsteps come up to me and I continue to huddle where I am.
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Fanfiction[Y/N] has a rocky past. Her parents died due to a quirk issue with her and her twin brother. At five years old her brother and her were living on the streets. Soon after they got taken in by different people. Aizawa took [Y/N] into his home and trea...