Chapter 1

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Ever since I got my quirk on my 5th birthday my parents have changed. They would always yell at me, hit me, and much more. I shudder at the thought. I start getting ready for school, hoping I wouldn't get yelled at. Quietly, I walked down the hallway and peeked in the kitchen, no one was awake yet.

I search the fridge for anything to eat until I hear footsteps behind me "Kat, what have we told you about getting food without permission, come here time to be punished."

I reluctantly walk towards him until he grabs the collar of my shirt and slaps me across the cheek, making a red hand mark. It's been like this for five years. He stomps away and I start walking to school. I forgot to explain my quirk, well it's called Mimic. Basically any one I have had physical contact with I can turn into them, but it has to have been in the last 24 hours. The longer it's been since I've touched that person, the shorter the time I can be them. It's really not that complicated. My parents always say I got a useless quirk and I could never be a good hero. That my quirk is weak and serves no purpose, and Ive started to believe it.

My quirk only works with physical contact and the only way it could be useful is, well I can't think of anything, but what if I was a villian? What would happen? My train of thought is stopped when I bump into something, or someone. I look at them and immediately say, "Sorry I wasn't paying attention, I didn't mean to!"

"I don't care about that but what happened to your cheek?" My classmate asked, "Its red"

"Oh that, it's nothing i hit my cheek on the wall this morning, I'm really clumsy, it doesn't matter, again I'm sorry for bumpi-"

"You're rambling, I gotta get to school"

They looked like they didn't believe me but I can't worry about that, I'm about to be late for class and if I'm late for class... Well I'm sure you can assume the outcome.

(Time skip because school is boring)

I looked at the clock during my last class, waiting to be dismissed. "Class dismissed"

"Finally!" I shout accidentally "Sorry"

I quickly speed walk out of the classroom and start heading home trying to remember what I was thinking about this morning. Oh yeah, what would it be like if I was a villian. It wouldn't be so bad would it? I could get revenge on my parents, give them a taste of their own medicine. Show them how it feels to be pushed around your whole life to be beaten for eating an apple because we didn't have enough money to buy food. I wonder who's fault that is, I wonder. It's not like my dad cheats on my mom everyday by bringing people home. He also buys a lot of beer, I hate when I walk home and it's obvious when he's been drinking. He gets a lot more mad like that.

My mom isn't as bad as him, she still hurts me from time to time. Sometimes she gives me a little more food than I'm supposed to get but my dad makes her hurt me.

I go to unlock the door when I see...

A/N Haha cliffhanger, this story could be better imo but let me know what you think. Also what should her parents' names be? 564 words excluding A/N

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