I grip my seat as tears stream down my eyes. It was the day that All Might died. Millions of people screamed out How could such a hero. Die? I scream and scream and scream but nothing happens his corps is still there on the ground. Lifeless. I see someone. A boy. Crying out more than anyone ever . Just his scream alone shattered the ground beneath his feet. It crumbled down.
I spent the next couple days watch All Might at his prime. Then I watch his last fight ever. Then it hit me. Grandpa was fighting All Might? My parents say
I have grandpa's quirk but more evolved better. They say he used to steal quirks and I have his quirk so who knows?
The door creeks my dads there holding a shotgun with my Mother crying in her hands. I freeze my skin feels fuzzy and I'm crying. I hear a noise and when my Dad pulls the trigger. Half the house was gone. A blast shot through the house. I had to get out. I had to run.
A month later I'm on the run crying in and ally I have no idea what happened to my parents. And I thought all Quirk's were supposed to be unique but I guess because of it variety it just skipped a generation. Suddenly a shadow comes over me. And a green haired boy sticks his hand out to me...
TO BE CONTINUED