U.A's secret Villain

Hunter

It was dark and all she could feel was pain. She tried to pry her eyes open, but they wouldn't budge. Her head was pounding and it felt as if her heart was in her throat. The last thing she remembered was holding her mother's hand, and then pictures swarmed into her mind like an ant mind suddenly being filled with the many who live in it in the middle of a wild storm. Suddenly there were voices that broke her out of her thoughts. Small mumbles and whispers she could barely make them out.

"I don't understand what happened to her," it was the worried voice of her own mother. The young girl suddenly felt guilt. She worried her mother and now she didn't even know what was going on.

"How old did you say your daughter was?" It was a deeper voice the voice of a male. She couldn't recognise it, but she assumed the person was trying to help her mother calm down. she was grateful for the help considering she could barely even move.

She may be young, but she could tell what voice came from her mother. She recognises the difference between people due to the sounds of the vocals even with something as simple as a sigh.

"She's four years and three months old in a couple more weeks," her mother had simply stated. The very fact that her mother kept track of this made her feel uneasy. Why did her mother feel the need to keep track of this. Yes this was the world of quirks and the ages of which you develop your quirk is from birth to five years old, but the fact that her mother had kept track to the exact detail of her age, it made her nervous.

"So she still within the age to develop a quirk?" The other voice asked. There was a moment of silence and the girl only assumed that her mother had confirmed it silently. "would you like me to run a few tests to see if her quick has developed, and what it might be?" Once again, silence was the only answer she could hear.

Shinsou jumped at the sound of someone knocking on his balcony window. It had been a very long time since he's heard it. He smiled remembering that Surebu was home once again and moved over to the window opening it for her come in. When he looked at her though, something seemed different.

Instead of her usual posture, she held her hands to her chest as if trying to keep something safe. She smiled none the less. A smile Shinsou had to return. He moved out of the way letting Surebu wattle in, still clutching her hands to her chest.

"Okay, what are you hiding Surebu?" He asked knowing her way too well. Surebu let out a little chuckle already knowing she has been caught. She was just thankful that she made it to Shinsou before anyone else got suspicious. she turned to face him before slowly stretching her hands to show him what was hidden in them.

Shinsou let out a surprised gasp as he looked down at the contents in his sister's hands. Surebu let out of chuckle before explaining. "I may or may not have decided to go for a little wander around town without anyone knowing. She was in a cardboard box and I didn't know what else to do. I remember that both you and Papazawa would like to keep her, and you seemed to be the better choice," Shinsou looked from Surebu to the small white cat in her hands. It was only a kitten, and they looked half-starved.

Without thinking over his actions he carefully grabbed the kitten from his sister's hands and clutched it close to his chest as it shivered. She was covered in dirt and grime, it obviously lacked cleanliness. Without saying a word, Shinsou had agreed to raise this cat, and Surebu had agreed to keep it a secret.

"Does she have a name?" Shinsou asked sitting down on his bed. Surebu followed and sat down next to him with a shrug. It wasn't like she'd had a name when Surebu picked up the cat. It was a street cat. As if it had a name.

The two sat there in silence for a moment, watching the cat as it shivered in Shinsou's hands. After a little while, the two decided to give her a wash and feed her while they think up a name. Instead, as they were washing her in a small bowl of warm water, a different topic arose as Shinsou opened his mouth.

"So when are you going back to classes with 1-A?" He asked genuinely curious. She'd told him she wasn't doing normal classes with them, but she hadn't yet had any interactions with them other than walking in and out of their classroom and lunch.

"Papa said my first class in the hero course is tomorrow. Nezu wanted me to get used to being in school a little bit before going back to being in the same class as them," she gave out the answer as if it was completely obvious. Shinsou had to admit that was probably a better idea than just throwing her into it like Aizawa did when she first started in U.A.

A small meow suddenly broke up the conversation as they both stared down at the kitten as it yelped up at them. Both of their hearts melted looking at the now clean cat. Surebu grabbed it out of the bowl and wrapped it in one of Shinsou's old shirts and grinned.

"Hey that's my favourite shirt!" Shinsou protested angry at the other.

"Can we call her Hunter?" Surebu asked suddenly. Shinsou paused to look at Surebu's face. He saw the news report two weeks ago. He knew it was Surebu who did that to the pro hero. He also knew her hero name.

Sighing, Shinsou nodded. He guessed that naming this cat after the pro hero she murdered was her way of mentally moving past it. If that's what it would take, he was completely fine with it. He didn't have a better name anyway.

"Sounds like a perfect name for her," he finally spoke up acting as if he had no idea about Surebu's thought process. Then he gained enough courage to finally ask what he has been wondering since she got back. "Surebu? You disappeared for two weeks without a trace. You stopped harrassing your classmates and there was no sighting of you as a villain. What happened?"

Surebu froze from drying off Hunter as she remembered who she'd bumped into. Slowly she turned to Shinsou with nothing but pure fear in her eyes. Needless to say that Shinsou was taken aback by this, but Surebu's next shaky, terrified words would forever haunt him.

"Don't tell Aizawa..."