Why Would It Be Different

Bruises Whips and Burns

(The inspiration for this story came from a cosplay by @lmaowhatsanity)

I walk up to the house. Here we go again. I walk in and am greeted by a man and a little girl. I open my mouth to greet them but they just hand me a muzzle. They look at me unexpectedly and I hesitate. Why did I think it would be different?
~flashback~
When I was little and my quirk first appeared I couldn't control it and would accidentally control my family. At one point my family got so fed up with it that they started to make me wear a muzzle and I wasn't allowed to speak or I would get beat. At a young age I was taught not to speak or there would be consequences.

When I started school I was bullied constantly but if I tried to stand up for myself they would run and scream that I used my quirk. Then they would call my parents and naturally I was beat senseless. I became a very quiet student, better seen not heard. I was an only child and didn't have any friends. I was constantly told that all I would amount to is a villain.

One day I came home from school to find my house in ashes and nobody around. Even though they didn't take the best care of me they were still my parents. They found their bodies buried in the ash. I cried and felt lost not knowing where I was going to end up.

I ended up in the system and circulated for a while. I wasn't going to school anymore but I kept up with self teaching and training. I had plans and I wasn't going to let this stop me.

It was the year of the test to get into UA. I couldn't attend if I didn't get adopted soon. I was desperate and when somebody finally showed interest I went with them and didn't ask questions. It was a couple days after the entrance exam that I finally went to my new house.
~flashback ended~
I take the muzzle and put it on, already knowing how it goes on. My "father" comes up behind me and tightens it to the point it brings tears to my eyes. Then he comes back around and looks me in the eyes. "You are not to take this off under any circumstance and if you do there will be consequences." God I hate the word. He could have said any other word but of course that's what he chose.

I remember what consequences meant in my old house and nod. "Great we can go over the other rules later but for now bring your stuff upstairs and get everything settled in." I take my small bag upstairs since not much survived the fire and walk into my small room in the attic. I turn and see the little girl from before standing behind me.

"I'm Eri." she says with a smile. I nod and write on a piece of paper I'm Shinsou. "Shinsou...thats a nice name." This little girl is so sweet how did she end up here? I write on the piece of paper Are you adopted too? She shakes her head "No he's my father." She looks sad and then he yells for her to come down. She looks scared and gives a little wave bye before running downstairs. Well maybe it will get better, maybe I'll get into U.A. and my life will get better and I can get out of here and have a house of my own. At least I have a sister, and she's nice too.

The muzzle is pushing into my face and it feels so much worse than I remember. I debate taking it off or at least loosening it but then remember what he said consequences... I shiver just thinking of it. I remember the harsh beatings I received with my family. Bruises, Whips and Burns all night long.

I run my hand over the scars from my abuse. I get shaken out of my thoughts when I hear a yell from downstairs. I hurry down and find him holding a note "What's this?" I find a piece of paper and write on it Its a letter from U.A., I did the entrance exam a few days ago. He nods "You mean that prissy hero school." I nod and he handed me the letter. I run to my room and quickly open it. (in this story he gets into 1-A instead of Mineta) I got in, and I'm in the hero course. I show my "father" the letter and he nods "So you got in...Well I guess I should play the rules down now then." He takes out a piece of paper and starts writing on it:

Curfew is 9:00

Never disturb me when I'm in my office

Do all the chores around the house

NEVER take of your muzzle

No friends

Don't tell anybody where you live

Call me sir or...Chisaki

I look over the list and although I find some of the rules strange I agree anyway. He nods and sends me back to my room. I can't believe I got in, I'll prove to all of them that I can be a hero.

(892 words)