Chapter 18

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''Your mother, for starters isn't dead. She's in hiding because she got into some serious trouble. She was a good person. You were overdeveloped. She had you at 4 and a half months and you were already the size of a new born. By 3 months, you were sitting up and babbling incoherent words and by six months, you were walking and talking. She knew you were powerful, that your quirk was greater than hers.

So she decided to give you to me. I was baren and she was concerned about how your fathers would react. You were a strange child, your hair was jet black with a blonde streak in the front and your voice was powerful from birth, much like your fathers. We had to give you quirk suppressants but we were all to scared to ween you off of them.

She called me one day, said she needed me to take care of you, dye your hair

I'm sorry guys, I tried to continue this because so many of you enjoy this fanfic but I'm working on too many so I'm discontinuing, I may start it again when I finish a few other fanfics I'm writing. I might also do a rewrite of this fanfic with a specific plot because most of this was on the spot, I'm sorry.

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