A girl with a man-made quirk and a family which shatters her dream of being the princess heroine who'll save everyone from the dangers of this world...Read the journey she's about to face while proving herself worthy of being a hero!
Itsuhi was getting ready to sleep,after redoing the designs on her hero costume for the 5th time tonight. 'It needs to be perfect!' She thought, already very sleepy.She yawns before leaving her desk chair and heading to bed.She spreads her body and pulls the blanket over herself.She goes ahead and sends goodnight texts to Izuku and Hikaru. 'I'll start training from tomorrow,there's a park in this neighbourhood that's been pretty empty,but there's also that garbage filled shore...I mean,who the hell goes there?I'll check it out.' She thinks before closing her eyes and pulling the eye mask over them.
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"Dad...please,can we stop the experiments for today?I....I'm bleeding badly from my stitched up wound..." Itsuhi said distressed,holding her stomach in pain. "Which one,darling?" the father asked. "My stomach...The one from today." She said between deep breaths.Her father came close and examined it. "Get back inside the operation room,I'll stitch it again.Hope it'll suffice."
This is just another day for me.I am 11 years old,training with a beta-version of this so praised quirk created by my father.He is still trying to make the best quirk and use me as the vessel for it,of course.Day starts at dawn,when he calls me over for another "experimentation",then training all day.He still allowed me lunch and dinner,ain't he a good guy?There would usually be weeks or months between the operation's on my body,in which I would train,rest and go to school.But after the operations,my mother would call in sick for me for a few days saying I have a "flu" or some believable excuse.But this week especially,this man kept experimenting like it had a deadline.Was he just toying with me,did he want to see how much my body would last until I collapse dead on the floor?Well,I've grown pretty resistant!This quirk's concept was revolved around atoms,but it was long before he would develop its final form.So he would keep me all day in the same place and I would punch the same bag hanged up,a lot of the times destroying it by absorbing those atoms.It gave headaches and nose bleeds,and like today,rip open any fresh wound or scar.It caused so much pressure but I'm going to resist it,either that or I die beaten to death by this bastard.I couldn't tell the police about it,since this awful man said he'd bribe them into shutting up.I could tell the school council,but he has his ways in by befriending the principle.My mother would just go along with him.My sister barely visits and I'm all alone.My only friend,Deku,I won't tell him.I bet he has his own issues,I'd rather suffer alone than let him know...What a stupid choice,right?But,It will turn out alright one day.
Her father connects her to the IVs and the heart monitor,proceeding to inject the anesthetic in her vein.
'I'll turn this quirk against him,this destructive quirk will end his dream world just like it started it.' thinks Itsuhi,before slowly slipping into an unconscious state.
The alarm loudly rings,with All Might's laugh as a ringtone.Itsuhi thought it was pretty funny...until she woke up everyday to it.She slams a hand on the clock after 3 minutes of it vibrating the whole nightstand.It started vibrating since something broke inside from how much she slapped it.You see,she isn't such a morning person,but then again looking at the dusk fascinated her.She had a routine of looking out the window for a good 10 minutes,gathering her thoughts,then continue with her morning.
