Triggers: Abuse, Mentions of self-harm
(Y/N) - 11 years old - 7:49pm
"YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!" My dad screeched at me as he pulled his leg back to kick me again.
I pleaded "No please, don't hurt m-!" CRACK! A few of my ribs are a bit broken now, but he still keeps coming.
CRACK!
"OOOWWWWW!!!" I yelp.
"This is what you get for cutting yourself, (Y/n)!" My dad sneered coldly at me.
"It's not up to you what I d-!"
CRACK!
"Bitch! Shut the fuck up!"
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
CRACK!
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8:23pm
SLAM!
I sat on my bed, with my head in my hands, crying and crying until my eyes could cry any more tears. They normally didn't last this long, nor were they this bad normally. Looks like 'Dad' got himself very drunk tonight.
But. . . I'm fed up with being pushed around like I'm nobody. Like I'm worthless. But I'll prove to them that they are the worthless ones.
I walked over to my desk and grabbed three twin markers and I used my quirk the transform them into a sharp, shiny silver knife. I then walked over to my door, opened it and made my way downstairs.
"What do you want (Y/n)?" The man I call my father snarls at me, trying to pierce my soul as he glares, hoping he would kill me with his death stare.
"Oh! I just wanted to show you something. . ." I replied with a creepy smile on my face.
I pull the knife out from behind my back, then I dash at him. He was so drunk that he couldn't activate his quirk properly, Crush. When he uses his quirk 'Crush' he can fling objects or people onto the walls, ceiling or the floor, then he will crush every bone in their body and flatten them like a pancake.
The police have forbidden him to use it after they found out he was using it on me. He thinks I'm to blame for Mom dying, as I wasn't able to fight the villain, but I was only ten years old. The truth is Mom died because all the 'Heroes' are too busy to help in some 'minor' city district.
He tried to dodge but my knife went into his stomach, nice and clean. Then I pulled it out and slit his neck. Hearing the commotion, my brothers, Dan and Tanner, both sharing the same quirk - as they are twins - 'Delinquent'. Their quirk allows them to cause mischief by thinking of an idea then using their quirks to make their dreams a reality.
Dad never blamed them for Mom's death because they were at an after school detention for getting caught doing their delinquents, and also because Dad just always seemed to hate me since the moment I was born. Maybe it was my quirk, or that he just always preferred my brothers and didn't want a daughter, so I guess Mom dying was the best excuse for giving him a reason to hurt me.
Instinctively, I threw my knife, and it impaled Dan in the neck. Tanner was so distraught that he couldn't think of any good delinquency or prank to stop me or to avenge his brother and his father.
"Sorry," I told him chuckling, "but I can't have any witnesses."
Tanner screamed as I turned the camera around my neck into a machete and plunged it into his chest and twisted the machete, slicing the valves in his heart. Blood poured out of his mouth, stifling his screams to a muffle as he took his last breaths, and lost consciousness, forever.
After that, I converted the machete back into my camera, then I went upstairs to my bedroom. I grabbed whatever I thought I needed and packed it in my bag. I then went back downstairs, and I leave through the front door, leaving my past behind me. Leaving my old 'Family' behind me.
The only downside to me being wanted for murder and running away is that I can't see my friends anymore. I can't even see my best friend, my polar opposite, Mina, who's always cheerful and wants to be a hero; Me? I'm not cheerful, and I couldn't care less about being a hero.
I wandered through streets and alleys for what seemed like days when I collapsed from exhaustion. "Not now," I thought to myself bitterly at my frail body.
Then, all of a sudden, from the lingering dark shadows of the alleyway, I saw a man with light blue hair approach me. He spoke in a raspy voice, "Are you okay? Don't worry you can trust me."
"Who do I know I can trust you? Your voice makes you sound super creepy." I replied with a cautious tone.
"Because. . . I'm part of the League of Villains. We are the home to those who don't belong in that hero society or anyone who just wants to kill pros, or other people, kill All Might. Or to just be a Villain in general."
"Really?" I questioned him with a raised brow.
"Yes. And if you want to. . . you can join us." He stated suggestively, almost sounding hopeful.
"Sure, why not. . . I mean, I killed my old 'Family' and I'm wanted by the police probably, and I have nowhere to go anyways. I would absolutely love to join you guys!" I exclaimed excitedly.
"Ah! That's very good. Come! Follow me, and I'll show you to our base of operations and you can meet the rest of my team."
I nodded, getting myself up, "Right away. Oh, by the way, what is your name? You never told me."
"You didn't tell me your name either." The light blue-haired man said curiously.
"Oh! Sorry, I did forget to tell you that didn't I? Well, my name is (Y/n) Marlow." I said shyly.
"I'm Tomura Shigaraki. Now come on, let's not keep the others waiting." Shigaraki said, starting to feel impatient as he scratched his neck.
"Sure thing!" I joyously reply.
He started walking and I followed him, excited for this new chance of life that I've been given.
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