My weird hero

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"our past was not good or clean at all. But we try to forget the one thing we don't want to remember" she said not looking at them.
"the scares of one's memories are sometimes not good but people still try to move one even if it hurts them the most," Miguel said to them showing them a hurt face.
"What happened to them," Denki asked. The class looks at him, earning a wack on the back of the head.
"Ow... What was that for I was just asking" he said confused rubbing his head.
"well you shouldn't ask those things," Kyoko said.
"don't worry you're fine. I was going to ask papa to hear this, the past that caused us so much pain." she turned her head and looked at Aizawa in the eyes with a warm smile, he nodded in understanding.
"But we will tell you from the beginning when our parents met," Miguel said.
"our mother was the most beautiful and kindest woman we ever had. She had long white hair and ocean blue eyes, and pale skin like she had not have been in the sun for her whole life." she paused at the memory of her mother.
"our mother was not from Mexico" Miguel exclaimed.
Everyone but the two siblings were shocked to hear this.
"wait what, she wasn't," Kirishima said
She shook her head no.
"no she was Japanese" marigold stated " she was a prisoner to music 'a locked songbird in a cage' that's what she said to us when we asked her before she met our father" Miguel continued. Marigold turned her head and looked at Aizawa.
"papa you met our mother once, she said that she was saved by a man in a white scarf and that was you" she exclaimed.
Aizawa searches in his memory to try to remember the women they described, but sadly he could not remember.
"when she got out of there she escaped from Japan and moved here in Mexico, trying to find peace here. She met our father and had our Hermano/brother, Erik, and then she had me. I thought I would be the last child they would have but I'm glad she gave birth to Mari" he said turning to her way, giving a warm smile to her.
"but the day of my birth is when everything fell apart." her face went serious and mad than tears pricked her eyes. " our father was jealous of how much love and attention we were getting, but mostly how she was distancing from him. He tried to get her attention no matter what but nothing worked he began to think that she doesn't love him anymore and that it was our fault, so he did something that ruined us. He killed her and out Hermano." everyone tensed and had wide eyes looking at both of the some had covered there mouthed in horror.
"He killed them because they protected us from him, he tried to kill us. Our Hermano tried to take his weapon away but it was futile and our mother... She was devastated when that happens to him. When months past from our Hermano it was finally our mother's turn. He tried to do it again and was close but she came where we were and protected us covering our body with hers and taking the hit. That's when we ran away, after two years we heard that he ended his own life for what has happened to his family." Miguel finished there telling there past and started to pry.
" did you ever try to forget your past" ururaka asked with tear stain on her face. they both shocked their heads no.
"ururaka... Forgettings one's past is hard it's like scars. Scars can heal but it doesn't mean that there gone forever, they're there to remind you what to been through and that you survived through it. That's why they're called scared memories. Tell me ururaka do you think if people forget their past would they move on ?" marigold asked her, "no" she looked at her. " some would but other wouldn't, it's not that easy for them to do that it's harder for one to accept it. People would forget what they survived though and think of it as nothing while other think of what they survived through in there life. Scares tell a story and those stories show the expirence of what have happened, thought it way hurt to remember it, people still try to move on with their lives and be happy" she said to her with a sad smile. Miguel stopped prying and turned to Mari's direction." before we go, Mari, it's time to sing Mother song" he said to her standing up and looking down at the two graves, she nodded. She used her quirk and changed her outfit making her wear a long blue dress with a sweetheart neckline.

( not my art credits to the artist)
Marigold looked beautiful that they could of mistook her for a goddess. Bakugo couldn't keep his eyes of her, his hearts skipped a beat with each movement she made. He fallowed her every move. Then with a flick of her hand there appeared a share and harp, she sat on the chair and started to play and sing.

When she was singing everyone we're on tears, even bakugo, the song had so much emotion to it that the tears could not behold back anymore. While she was singing Aizawas eyes we're wide ' that song I heard no I know that song. Her mother was in the songbird of the forest' he thought. Now he remembers the women that he save a long time ago from the slave auction in Kyoto.
When looking at marigold they could see so much sadness in her eyes and the pain she had on them, they couldn't believe such a sweet and weird, cheerful girl had a bad and horrible past. This girl right in front of them has tears in her eyes and smiling, looking like she had no bad past. Her brother listening to her voice and playing remembering the joyful times he spent with their brother and mother. They remember the times they ran in the field playing tag, the time that sat there reading books to there brother and mother, and the time all three of them sat there and heard their mother sing this exact song. They both could not stop crying, remembering those memories we're happy but also painful. When finishing her song she stayed there for a little while until she stands up and made the harp, seat disappeared and her clothes went back to normal. She wiped her tears away and faced everyone with a bright smile.
"We should head home and sleep, you have training tomorrow so let's go" she said and started to head home with everyone behind her.

🌙~TO BE CONTINUED~🌙