Trust

Gone - 03

There's that cold, empty feeling inside of me as I watch the last rays of Sun disappear into the horizon, and the sky, initially a canvas of perfect orange and red, darkens into a rich velvet. 

My mother was gone. I felt another sharp pain in my heart. The only thing I can think about is how I'd always woken up early to bid her goodbye, but had missed the chance this morning. 

"She's gone now..." I mumbled to myself. I looked around and realised I had locked myself in a telephone box. It was quite rusty, though. It seemed like it hadn't been in use for quite a while. The faces of Nari and Todoroki glistened to life in my head. How am I going to tell them what happened? Just thinking about it brought a new wave of nausea to my stomach.

From that split second when the policeman had related the whole situation to me, it finally dawned on me that I was an orphan now. With that pillar of support crumbling down into pieces... 

I studied the road signs carefully. I was at the East of Kamino Ward. I was at a dark alley, and I breathed in the carbon monoxide of the cars' engines like it was a tonic. It was like my heart had turned into stone completely. I couldn't feel a trace of emotion, and the dried tear streaks on my face felt fake.

The image of my mother began fading into nothingness. I was broken to the point, driven off the map. My eyes, the colour of royal azure, were now as cold as winter and as hard as stone. I breathed out a puff of air and watched the vapour linger in the air. Where was I going to go now? 

I stood up, and felt my palm close around a lid of a rubbish bin. But almost immediately, I felt it crumble into ashes. I traced my fingers around the brick patterns on a wall. Immediately, the edges of the brick began turning dusty grey, slowly disintegrating. Soon, the wall had a few empty holes. "Is it my quirk...?" I stared blankly at my opened palm. But there wasn't even a hint of astonishment or surprise in my voice, just the cold emptiness. 

"Surprised?" A deep voice suddenly echoed through the dark alley. I turned my head slowly to the left, my eyes registering a hooded figure. But I couldn't even feel a trace of fear. I wasn't afraid anymore. 

"That's not the right word to use." I replied, sighing as I bent down to retrieve my school bag. The hooded figure took a step back. Who wouldn't be scared if a little girl the age of seven could speak so coldly without emotion? 

"It wasn't your fault you know," the hooded figure said.

"Why is it not? I'm the one who requested that my mother get off work early. If she hadn't gotten onto the road so early, maybe she wouldn't have lost her life." I said. Although I expected tears to roll down my face, only the coldness in my voice greeted me. 

"It's not your fault that you had to be born on this date." The hooded figure said.

"Then I'm... Just another reason that my mother had to die. A happy woman like her shouldn't have an unworthy daughter like me." I said. 

At this point, the hooded figure put down his hood and smiled coldly. "You have quite the way with words, Kizaki...Shimura."  He explicitly pronounced my last name with a hint of interest. 

The man standing before me had a head of grey-blue hair, a darker hue than mine, and red eyes that bulged menacingly. "Hmm...I thought I killed my whole family, you know. Then I suppose you're the child of my eldest brother, Yuki Shimura? The resemblance in your hair colour is very distinct." 

"And what is it to you?" I asked the man. 

The man laughed a hollow laugh before looking me in the eye. "It just means... That we're family."

"Right." I didn't feel a sense of shock or anything. My mother's death had taken everything away from me. Everything.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance, Kizaki Shimura. You can call me Tomura Shigaraki, the man who was once called Tenko Shimura." Shigaraki held out his hand to me. He wanted to shake hands with me.

"Okay." I said. I ignored his hand and hefted my school bag onto my shoulders. "I suppose you're going to take me somewhere, right?" I asked. Everyone's actions always had their own intentions behind them. 

"That's right, Shimura. Now follow me."  It makes me wonder how this man knew that I'd be here. Could it be a coincidence? Was he just wandering the alleys? 

I followed the man, perhaps I trusted him because he was my only family now. Because suddenly, in my drowning wave of darkness, there was a light that guided me. 

(A/N): Yes, this fanfiction doesn't follow the story line at all. 

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