Till death part us

Memories

This part, all will be about Toga in her dreamscape after falling asleep beside Izuku as said in the last part. So 'I'  here will be Toga instead. This chapter is a little scary, a bit gory and some manga spoilers [I alternated them]. You have been warned. 

[My advance apologies to my readers, I haven't written any horror or gory content before, so It might not be that good. ]

I woke up all of a sudden, Izuku was not sleeping beside me. I took a look around, this place is the same room, but everything's...inverted, the clock's not showing the right time...or rather this whole place is distorted. I could hear screams down the corridor, I opened the door of the dorm room to see a normal corridor, it seems like everythin-wait a minute who's standing behind me. I turned around and my face was paralyzed in fear as I saw a familiar shadow, my legs were frozen, my jaw dropped in terror and I could not utter a single word or scream. The thing phased in front of me. I tried to scream but then...everything started collapsing around me, the walls were rapidly decaying, paint corroded away and the structure disintegrated into dust the entity reached out to me, before It could the floor I was standing on swallowed me as it caved in, I fell into that dark abyss. Out of fear, I lost my consciousness. 

*Gasps* Were am I? I woke up in an unknown location, the place was still pitch black, but there was one door. Curiously I walked up to the door and opened it, light came in and blinded my vision. As I regain my vision, I saw a little girl walking up to a dead bird. Wait...this is a flashback, why am I here? 

'Mommy, Daddy, look at this pretty little birdy!' The little girl picked up the bird's corpse and ran to her parents. That little girl was me...I vaguely remember this.

'Himiko why did you bring that in!' An older blonde women said. That's mom...and dad. 

'Why did she inherit this type of a quirk...from me.' A blonde haired man said.

'Honey, it's the past already, don't blame yourself, you didn't mean it.' Mom said.

'I know dear, but what if she does the same thing I did...hurt innocent people. ' Dad said. My dad...her never told me what he was before. I...never remembered this part in my life. 

'Should we take her to undergo quirk counselling, I've heard that it works.' Mom said.

'Maybe, but let me deal with her for now.' Dad got off the couch and headed to that young me. 

'Daddy, why did mommy go away?' The naïve young me asked.

'Mommy's got some work to do, listen sweet pie, maybe you should stop bringing us...um these little birdies, ok?' Dad said.

'Why daddy, but they're pretty.' I said.

'No...let daddy tell you a story.'

'Ooooo story!' The young me said. I walked forward as I wanted to know what happened, I just couldn't, every time I went forward the image just vanished, but I move backward there was no sound, just that young me who looked eager to hear the story. My younger self's reaction was looking so joyful...but why? I took a step forward and it transported me to another scene in my memories. Oh right...forth grade. This colorful classroom and Its me looking all mesmerized by...something...