Feathers and all (Hawks X Reader)

Seeing things

     I sat up quickly, and held my head. Am i still in the alley? I looked around the room i was in. It looked familiar, but dark. Two big windows on the left of me bordered a huge sliding door that lead out onto the balcony, which was covered with black curtains. In front of me was a huge flat screen TV that hung on the wall with cords running down to a TV stand that held a Ps4 and some remotes and games. A tall plant stood in the corner and multiple little plants littered the room. I looked to my right and i saw a front door and a decent sized kitchen with bar stools lining a long counter top island. I looked at what i was sitting on and it was an old black futon. I realized quickly this was my house. How did i- I felt the back of my neck and my fingers brushed something that was around my neck. It was hard to figure out what it was in the darkness of the room with only a sliver of bright light coming from the curtains. i stood up on the futon and jumped over the back of it and ran down a hallway that was looming behind me earlier. I turned right once i got down it and i turned on the light to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and i saw a thin gold chain hanging from my neck and what was attached to it confused me. It was a long red feather. I picked it up gently with my fingers like it was made of glass. I've never owned anything like this or remembered ever putting this on. I let it go and turned to walk out of the bathroom as i turned off the light. I then turned right again into my room, which was the one at the end of the hallway. I looked at the picture that was framed on my night stand beside my full sized bed. It was a picture of me and Hallie, we were posing with peace signs up and great big goofy smiles. I walked over to it and placed it face down gently. I saw something out my window in the corner of my eye and i turned to face it, but nothing was there. Weird. I walked to the dresser that was on the opposite wall of my bed and i sorted through the drawers to find some clothes. Then i walked into the bathroom that is on the opposite wall of the one with the window. i walked in and shut the door as i turned on the color changing LED lights. I placed my clothes on the counter and i turned on the shower. I started to take off my clothes as the feather started to slightly move. I stopped dead in my tracks as i was throwing my pants to the side. I raised the feather and after further examination i figured it moving was just all in my head. I placed it on the counter and finished undressing. I turned to step into the shower as i forgot to set the lights to them continuously changing color, i went to reach for the remote but i saw the feather nervously moving. I watched it and rubbed my eyes, when i was done it wasn't moving anymore. i sighed and picked up the remote, changed the lights and continued with washing away all the evidence of yesterday. I looked down at my hands and i took my loofa and tried scrubbing off the black stains of my childhood, but even though i knew it wouldn't come off, i angerly threw the loofa. I ran my hands through my hair as i watched the colors change from blue, green, purple, pink, red, orange, and yellow. No matter what color it was it wouldn't change my hands. They just remind me of a monster. I shut off the water.

𝔸𝕘𝕖 𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖

          At age twelve (Y/N) has been living with her father since age three, when he took her away from her brainwashed mother. At this age, (Y/N) wasn't worried about much besides school and controlling her quirk. Her father was starting to become out of control, his mind slowly turning his intentions evil. One day while (Y/N) was at school he was conspiring a mischievous plan  that would hurt (Y/N) more than he could know. He was boiling his black smog quirk in a large pot. The smog became liquid at his will and it quickly started to bubble with heat and deteriorated any spoons he put in it to stir it. (Y/N) walked into the small house and called out her fathers name as she put down her bag. Once she heard no response she began to worry and look for him. She walked into the kitchen seeing the big pot on the stove. She slowly walked up to it to see inside and then her father came out of nowhere and held her harshly. He lifted her up and stuck her hands into the boiling liquid. She screamed. She hoped the neighbors heard. The black crawled up her arms and she pulled away before it got much father than her wrists. She ht her dad in the face and the pot hit the floor burning his foot. He yelled loudly and started to realize the situation he put himself in as the evil started to leave his mind. He looked to the now terrified (Y/N) and reached out for her. Her eyes widened and backed away. He retracted his hand and looked at her with tear filled eyes. She got up and ran to her room, where she snuck out through the window. That's the last time she ever saw him.

     I dried myself off and put on some clothes as i looked at the feather necklace. I put it on and walked out of my room. I threw the dirty clothes in a clothes bin that sat in my closet and i looked out my window and i saw a man sitting on top of one of the buildings a little ways from my window. I walked closer to the window and i opened it to get a better look, not moving my eyes off of the man. He had beautiful red feathered wings. My necklace raised up and pointed at him, pulling softly. My eyes widened and looked from the feather to the man. Who are you? I watched as he stood up and opened his wings and took off in the blink of an eye. i stuck my head out farther of my apartment window to see if i could see him in the air. My wet hair dried with the wind, but i couldn't see him anywhere. I retracted my head back into the room and i closed the window softly.