Okay, so in a land far far away, in a time long since forgotten, otherwise known as my house one afternoon about three months ago, i came up with this idea for a story. I'll leave the rest of the notes and my own thoughts at the bottom so you can read them later.
Hi, my name is Izuku Midoria, and I am eight years old. I'm not too sure how to say this, but i'm pretty sure that I've been possessed by a ghost. It's a strange thing really. I'm not all that scared or anything. They aren't doing all that much in the first place, so I guess it's not all that bad. But whenever i try to tell someone about him, they don't seem to believe me! But i swear on my mother's grave that he's real...wow, that's a sore subject I didn't want to bring up. But in any case, The ghost is pretty intimidating. What with it's tall and built frame. It's eyes are a blank yellow and has shutters on the sides of it's face that kind of make it look like it should have constant tunnel vision. It has a mostly rectangular head, with most of it's face being a silverish white. The rest if it's body seems to be the same color to...or, it would have, but there's armor like plating on it's shoulders and chest that are a royal blue in color. The same plating also runs along the sides of it's legs and covers it's forearms as well. The almost tire like 'pauldrons' on it's shoulders make it look even more intimidating. It's hands are the most interesting however. They have these sort of half air pouches implanted in their palms that have an almost web-like design engraved into them. Well, i say 'hands' but I actually mean the one. It's right hand to be more precise. For the first few days, I had no idea what he wanted or could do. My father old me that it was nothing and that I shouldn't be making up stuff. But I know for sure that he's real. I know because a week or two after he showed up, something peculiar happened. When i was outside, playing with a tennis ball i found, I bounced it off the wall to hard and it was heading towards my face. When I flinched and closed my eyes to not see it hurt me, I heard a sort of swoosh go by followed by this weird sound. It was hard to describe, but if I had to word it, I'd say that it sounded like the forced tearing of leather. And when I opened my eyes, there he was, hand outstretched as if he swiped at something, and the ball was nowhere to be found. After a few more tests. I figured out that when it swipes it's right hand forward, it scrapes away whatever gets caught in it. I don't know where the stuff goes, but when it's swiped, I don't ever see it again. The prospect of actually erasing things from existence is actually really scary, so I told him not to do it again. Thankfully, he listened. Though he never really talks, he listens to me and does whatever I want without even saying anything. While having a ghost haunt me is not what I expected, it's actually pretty nice to have someone to talk to for a change...oh, I think that's my dad. Hopefully, he's not mad this time. I want to tell him that I want to apply to UA. I want to be a great hero like Allmight! Even though I don't have a quirk...but that's not going to stop me! I'll go to UA, graduate, get my hero's license, and become the next symbol of peace!
Alright, so that was the pilot for this new story. I will put up a Poll on my profile to see if any of you are interested in seeing more of this story. I'll leave it up until the end of the month, then we'Lloyd see where we go from there. So until next time, Toodles~!