ʜᴏᴘᴇ ♡ [𝐈.𝐌]

The Reunion (part three)

Hope's pov

I gulped and took a couple of steps towards my sister. She was still in the gaze of Mr. Aizawa so I felt a serge of safety as I got closer to her. Her arm was still wrapped in his scarf and her moving was limited.

As I stood in front of her it was like I was looking in a mirror, just as it always had been.

I had the opportunity to ask or do anything to her, as she was weak and alone.

But only one question rung through my mind like a loud annoying alarm

"Do you really want to kill me?"

It had really been the only question I had been dying to ask her. Ever since that man at the carnival told me, I couldn't unhear it.

She tilted her head up and placed her non binded hand on her chin. She hummed in thought as she stroked the lower half of her face.

"I would never kill my sister~"

That word again, it sent a shiver down my spine and I almost choked on my own breath. She noticed my struggle at the word and looked down at me with a giggle.

"Oh wait~" she said softly

She reminded me of the innocent girl I used to play with. The girl that would proudly call me her twin.

I bit my lip as I looked at her smiling face. She moved her a head a little closer to me, our foreheads almost touching.

"Yes I would~" she finished.

I stepped back quickly at her response.
I tripped on my own feet and started to fall backwards but I was caught by a protective grip around my waist.

I tilted my head back and saw a familiar head of fluffy green hair. I then let myself rest in his arms. I could see my sister roll her eyes at this and she took a step forward only to be pulled back by Mr. Aizawa's scarf.

My sister gave one look at Mr. Aizawa before smiling contently and sitting down on the ground.

We all watched as she hummed a tune and played with the small pebbles underneath her. A happy grin was placed on her face and her tilted her head back and forth like a child.

"Do you hate me number three?~"

I squinted my eyes at my sisters mirage. I couldn't figure out if she was being serious or not. She still hummed the same tune over and over again and it was starting to raise my heart rate.

She was still rolling the small rocks on the ground with her fingers with the same delighted smile on her face.

I took one step forward but was pulled back by my waist by Izuku. I mentally thanked him for stopping my impulsive decisions.

I shut my mouth, not wanting to get caught in her emotional hold on me again.

"Is that why you left me...because you hate me?~"

Her innocent childish tone along with the words she spoke made my body go limp. Izuku held me tightly as my eyes widended in reflection

16 years old

I bit my nails nervously as I watched the televised event on the small t.v in front of me.

On the screen was the number one hero and the only father figure I've ever had. The battle was fierce. Each punch, each dodge, caused my heart to pulsate wildly in my chest.

Ofcourse, I was rooting for All Might. Who wasn't?

Well, I could think of one person.