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This is the story of how I died…

Don't get fucking emotional goddammit it's a good story stop freaking out already, fuck it's not even about me for fucks sake. Ugh…

This is the story of a loud-mouth round-face named Ochaco Uraraka, and it starts with quirks. Now, way back when I don't fucking know, a drop of sunlight fell out of the fucking sky and shit happened and it grew some fucking flower or something. Supposedly, it had the power to grant quirks to those who weren't born with one, even pass on a quirk or someone else. It's also said it could heal the sick and injured, bring them back from the point of death if it wanted. After the flower grew, everyone starting getting quirks, so no one bothered looking for the flower and soon it was just legend.

A long-ass time passed, and not even that fucking far away, a kingdom grew that was ruled by two fuckers named Shouto Todoroki and Izuku Midoriya, but everyone called him Deku. Todoroki had a rare duel quirk of both fire and ice, while fucking Deku had no quirk to call his own for the longest time. Everyone loved them regardless, the assholes. Idiots in the kingdom worried about not having an heir with two kings on the throne, especially with one of them not possessing a quirk, and like the idiots they are the kings also worried. But, like every fucking fairy tale out there, this one had a happy ending.

One day on patrol of the outskirts of the kingdom, King Deku came across an abandoned carriage on the side of the road. The thing was in bits and looked to have been robbed and stripped of all valuables. All but one.

A cry alerted the king that someone was inside, and upon further inspection he came across a newborn baby girl wrapped in nothing but dirtied rags. Reaching to grab her, King Deku cut his hand on a shard of glass, the idiot, leaving him with one arm to grab the baby. He was in shock that she was alive at all, and quickly hurried her to the castle. And as soon as the half-and-half king saw her, the kings knew that they had found their princess.

The kingdom rejoiced, because people will use any excuse to fucking party, and the two kings named the girl Ochaco. She was an annoying brat, a round face and big brown eyes and always fucking smiling at everything. This lasted for about a week before both she and King Deku began to get tired, probably from fucking having a newborn the dumbass, and she from being in a new place. But when he collapsed and couldn't get out of bed, and the princess starting coughing up blood, King Todoroki began to worry. Turned out the glass the idiot had messed his hand up on saving Ochaco had made him fucking sick, and since she'd been around it she'd been exposed to whatever it was. Like… they were going to fucking die. The royal doctor said they had a good week to live. And if anyone knew King Todoroki, he didn't take that news very well. Damn near burned half the palace down and froze the other half while he was at it. It was a fucking mess.

After his tantrum, King Todoroki began searching for a way to save his husband and newborn daughter. Yeah, you probably fucking guessed it. He went looking for the stupid flower to heal Deku and Ochaco. He'd heard of its power to heal, and was praying it would fucking work.

There was just one problem: no one knew where the plant was, because some little fucker named Tomura Shigaraki had already found it years and years ago, and unable to touch it due to his decaying quirk, hid it from everyone else so they couldn't use it. His quirk was decay, anything he touched with all five fingers dust to dust instantly. The more he used his quirk, the more he himself decayed, so he used the flower's healing power to keep himself preserved for a long-ass time the fucker. And since he couldn't touch the flower, he had to be lame as fuck, and sing a song to the plant like an idiot…

"Flower, gleam and glow

Let your power shine

Make the clock reverse

Bring back what once was mine

What once was mine."

The fucker had a terrible singing voice, and was always scratching at his neck and flaking decayed skin off. But he stayed young and strong using the flower, and when the fucker heard that the king was looking for it, he raced to hide it.

But he was too late. The fucker had what was coming to him. The guards found the flower, brought it back to the kingdom, and used it to save both King Deku and the princess's sorry ass from dying. Deku's hand would always be a little crooked and scarred from it, but what truly changed was the fact that he fucking woke up the next morning with a quirk! Yeah, fucking quirkless King Izuku Midoriya now had a quirk, confirming the powers of the flower true. This quirk was like nothing anyone had seen since the time of All Might, the legendary knight of old who was said to have slain a thousand assailants in one swoop.

Ochaco healed just as quickly, though was still far too young to show any signs of a quirk. The only after effect the flower had seemed to have on her was a tuft of hair in the back had gone golden blonde, much like the sun.

To celebrate Ochaco's first birthday, the kings launched a flying lantern into the sky, symbolizing hope or some shit like that. For that moment, everything was right out of a fucking storybook.

And then it wasn't.

"Flower gleam and glow

Let your power shine"

Shigaraki had broken into the palace one night, determined to take back what was his. He refused to decay like everything else around him, and he would stop at nothing to keep it that way. He stood over Ochaco's crib, his scratchy voice making her cringe even in her sleep as a baby. But her hair did the work, the golden locks beginning to glow. Shigaraki reached a finger out, and making contact with her hair, felt himself grow stronger, rejuvenated and younger.

He went to cut a piece, just a piece, continuing to sing that stupid-ass song.

"Make the clo—"

Snip!

The hair he had cut fell, turning back to a chestnut brown and reversing the effects on his body. For a moment, he wondered if he should just yank the hair out of the kid's head and take it that way, but just as he reached out, a guard passed by the open door. Shigaraki had no choice. With a quick movement, he grabbed Ochaco from the crib, and vanished into thin air.

If you thought Todoroki's reaction had been bad before, you clearly did not want to be anywhere fucking near King Deku when he discovered his child was missing. The kingdom was torn apart searching for her, to no avail. Shigaraki had been a smart fucker, that was for sure. He'd hidden both her and himself deep in the forest not too far from the kingdom, just a day's journey or so away. Not too far to look like they were running, but not too close to be found. Surrounded by walls of stone and covered in ivy, a Shigaraki kept Ochaco hidden from the world, forced to raise her as his own while he used her for her power.

When she was old enough to speak, her first words, Shigaraki had made sure, were the song for the flower. He was careful these days to always wear gloves, not wanting his new flower to decay and destroy him. The power was his once again, and this time, he wouldn't let it go so easily.

When Ochaco was three, she asked her "father" why she wasn't permitted to go outside, even down to the garden below. He told her that her power was too strong, that it needed to be protected and kept within the tower. She understood, but that didn't stop her curiosity from getting the best of her.

About a year after that was when her quirk manifested in the form of little bumps on her fingers, which she discovered could be used to make things float at will. The idea of flight made her insanely curious, but Shigaraki had absolutely forbidden it. So, in the tower she made books and plants and paint brushes float, slowly learning what all her mysterious power could do.

Back in the kingdom, the kings refused to give up hope and believe their beloved daughter was dead. They kept hope for all every year on her birthday, releasing not just one, but thousands of flying lanterns into the sky, hoping somehow they would bring her back to them one day. Ochaco would watch the lanterns in the sky each and every year, thinking how amazing it was that they floated much like her quirk made things do.

And this, you idiot fuckers, is where the story begins.