Heeeeeeyyyyy there my peeps! Okay, so ummm. . .Not sure really what to put up here, so this is all the notes I'm gonna make.
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Game Start
*Enter
New Game+
_*Enter Player Name
Kana Hughes
D.O.B: September 19, 2196
Sex: Female
Unassigned Data Points: 24
. . . 15 Points Distributed Due to Parentage/Age:
Strength/ 0
Dexterity/ 0
Intelligence/2
Perception/1
Charisma/ 5
Endurance/2
Luck/ 5
. . . .9 Points to Distribute:
+3 to Intelligence
+4 to Dexterity
+2 to Luck
. . .Points Successfully Distributed
. . .Skills to be Determined. . .
*Commence Opening Scene*
A group of people, each clad in blue, faces covered with surgical masks, hover over a red-faced woman. She's drenched in sweat, her jaw clenched tight. Her jaw wrenches open to try to relieve her by releasing yet another agonizing wail. Standing next to her with his brows furrowed, a man let's the woman nearly crush his hand. Blood and fluids stain the otherwise sterile floor.
"Almost. . ." The Doctor reassures them. ". .We're almost there. ."
"-'s crowning!"
"Just one mo-"
"C'mon!"
"Arrrrrggggghh!"
The birth takes hours. The woman sags completely into her bed. Her ordeal is finally over. They wrap the baby in blue.
"A beautiful baby girl, Mrs. Hughes." They congratulate her.
The woman meets the man's eyes. "Kana. . .That's her name."
"Kana." He nods in agreement.
*Fade*
*Que Opening Song*
*The Sequences by Go Yama*
Her eyes are as blue as the clear sky, and her hair a mess of golden curls.
*Cut*
She smiles for the first time, but it's not directed towards her parents. Kana constantly moves away from them. As if on instinct.
*Cut*
Kana watches them carefully, tries to keep a distance between them. Her sky colored eyes are judging.
*Cut*
When she walks for the first time, it's out of her parent's sight. She starts climbing on things and chewing on any solid objects she can reach. The baby explores and learns. They'll never know how aware she is.
*Cut*
They constantly lose or 'misplace' her. Kana is forever wondering off, or disappearing. Neither of her parents know exactly how she's doing it, but they have a suspicion. A professional confirms it. She has already activated her quirk, which they believe is her father's teleportation. It's not at all true.
*Cut*
Kana is carefully monitored, a tracker placed on her in the form of a bracelet. Her parents stop looking for her when she 'disappears'. Little 'adventures' become more frequent. No one outside of her parents -and the Doctor- know about her Quirk. That they know of.
*Cut*
It hasn't been even a full year, yet her parents are expecting again. The Doctor had denied her mother's demand to have her tubes tied after she had Kana. He said that she wasn't old enough. That she had to either be old enough, or have had both a boy and a girl and even then she had to have her Husband's Permission. So she's pregnant again.
*Cut*
Everything begins to go downhill.
*End Opening Song*
*Level UP*
*Memories Unlocked*
*Three Data Points Assigned Automatically to: Strength. . . Due to Paternal DNA*
*Commence Character Story Line*
It's difficult to accept this new life. Or, maybe the difficult part is coming to terms with memories of an obsolete world. Memories of a Generation that is long dead, and that I never. .Although, considering that I never had any knowledge of politics or ever kept up with current events, it's not too unreasonable that I never noticed the world around me gaining superpowers. Or 'Quirks', as they're called. I hadn't lived past 2020. Apparently, by 2050 roughly five percent of the population were born with these Quirks. And now?
Nearly two-hundred years later and it's eighty percent. And society has stagnated. No advancements made in technology with the sole exception of gadgets and weapons made exclusively for Heroes. I spend all up until four years old -a brother and sister are born, a mirror of a lost life- simply observing the world around me. Watching and learning. As much as I can access, anyway. My mother, who is originally from Japan, teaches me how to speak the language. She's not the same as my first mom. That itself is a blessing. And . .this new man is not my father. I'm not sure why he doesn't see it. Perhaps he just isn't showing it? Or he's in denial. His eyes are dark blue-gray, while mine are of the sky. His hair is a riot of dark ringlets, as opposed to my wild mix of golden spikes and 2B type waves. My brother and sister, both half-siblings, are his legitimate children.
It's my Quirk that tells me the truth. I call it 'Game Mode'. When I focus on. . .anything, I can see Data about it. Words just sort of appear next to them. For people it kind of looks like. .
Name / Age / Sex
Gender / Sexuality / Quirk
Strengths
Weaknesses
Core Belief
Current EL (Emotional Levels)
Something like that, anyway. But it appears like it's computer code. I tell no one. I doubt they'd believe me. It's a drastic mutation of my mom's Quirk, which is called 'Blueprint'. She can 'see' the entire structure of a building and detect anyone inside. Her limit on this is about five miles in any direction. She has a Hero License, and works at a 'Rescue' Agency called Hype Rescue. Nathan, a man I will never call 'Dad', divorces her. Another mirror of my first life. After a DNA test, she gains custody of me alone. If she were a more public figure, the press might have made her life a nightmare for this. As it is, she's a borderline Underground Hero. Plus it's America, so. . .
Except . . we move. I don't have any friends anyway, and Mom wants to get away from Nathan. My younger siblings, both adoring of our Mom, probably hate me for this. Yet another mirror of an obsolete life.
Mom has our name, family name, changed. Atsushi Rumi and Atsushi Kana. Then Mom gets all the people she's worked with to write official recommendation letters, and makes sure she'll have a job when we get to Japan.
The plane ride there, aside from takeoff and landing, is boring. But I can't manage to fall asleep. My nerves are acting up. A part of me feels ashamed for feeling so anxious, but. . I've never been outside the US before. I've always wanted to go to Japan. And now I speak the language, even if my handwriting is pretty shitty.
The sun is high overhead when we arrive to more beat-up looking part of town. Mom likes her privacy and can already pick up how low-maintenance I am. (Entirely because being told no so many times sort of conditioned me to not ask in the first place {In my first life}) I can adapt to this. The top floor. It's a nice surprise when I look out and don't experience the terror I had with heights the first time. Falling, however, is still a, in my opinion, completely rational fear. Mom gives me an amused little smile when I grin at her. She holds the door open for me. It's got plenty of room, and the furniture has already been set up.
There's a half-bathroom for guests, and a bathroom connected directly to either bedroom. Good for privacy. I take my time unpacking my bags, and put three posters on one wall. One is of Mom in her Hero costume as 'Search', which isn't an official poster because she doesn't have any merchandise (I just blew up a picture I found in a photo album). The largest is of a less popular American Hero named 'Raid', and lastly is the poster of a band called 'Rewound Ivy' that reminds me of both Bloodhound Gang and Icon For Hire. I doubt I'll get more. While I can do what Mom does with her Quirk, and more, I'm not sure being a Hero is what I want to do.
It's not like anyone can really stop me from using my Quirk, since it's more of a mental thing. Plus, I just don't think I could handle being so . .public. If I wanted to be a Hero, even an Underground Hero, I'd have to know more about politics. Or have a partner who does. Ugghh.
"What are thinking about?" Mom has been speaking nothing but Japanese to help me smooth out my accent.
". . .I'm not sure if I want to be a Hero."
She scoops me up into a hug. "Oh, little bird. You don't have to be a Hero if you don't want to."
I can't quite meet her eyes. Mom runs a hand through my hair to sooth me. Every chance she gets, she gives me as much physical affection as she can.
"Kana, I will always be proud of you."
The dam breaks. All the emotional bullshit from my first life pours out through my eyes. My face is on fire. I don't make a sound, choking on words that won't come. Short breaths. My head throbs. Mom holds me through all of it. I love her. So much. She supports me and loves me with every ounce of her being.
I think I fall asleep crying.
{Skip To Next Day}
Mom gives me directions to the 'Nursery' school I'll be going to, and then leaves for work. But right as I make my way to the stairs. . .
"Oh, Are you headed to Rellia Nursery?" It's a slim woman with pin-straight, dark green hair half done up.
She smiles kindly at me, bright emerald eyes sparkling.
Midoriya Inko / 29 / Female
Female / Pan / Small Object Attraction
Supportive, protective, observant, cautious, understanding, open-minded, good cook
Anxiety, guilt over son, guilt and resentment towards husband, guilt-eating
Protect and Support Son
Content
Huh. . "Yes, ma'am."
"Would you like to walk with us?" She nudges a small figure at her side.
He has green hair, like his Mom, but it's a mess of curls, and his face is covered in freckles.
Midoriya Izuku / 5 / Male
Male / Bi / No Quirk
Not Yet Developed Fully
Not Yet Developed Fully
Heroes Protect And Help People
Excited
"Sure. ." I offer a small grin. "My name's Atsushi Kana, but you can call me 'Kana' "
"Midoriya Inko." Her whole posture is relaxed. "And this is-"
"Midoriya Izuku!" He beams at me. "Future Hero!"
Oh. He's adorable.
Achievement Unlocked: First Friend
Achievement Unlocked: Friend For Life
"What kind?"
He blinks owlishly.
"There's lots of different kinds of Heroes." He looks enchanted. "Ranked, Underground, Rescue, Medic, International. . ."
His smile is blinding. Inko has this strange look on her face. Oh, now I've done it.
Izuku clings to me the whole way to Rellia, all while enthusing about Pro Heroes. I silently promise myself that I'll make a copy of Mom's poster to give to him. Already, I've made a friend. Friend for life, if the Achievement is correct. He's certainly passionate about Heroes. It's always been fascinating, to me, when someone is so into something that they can talk about it for hours. Our somewhat one-sided conversation eventually circles to 'All Might'. The No. 1 Ranked Hero in Japan. A person that I've never heard of.
"He's so cool!"
"Yeah, but have you heard of Raid?"
Inko gives us both a fond smile and hugs Izuku tight before signing us in. Izuku explains that she's going to work, and that this is the last time she'll be dropping him off. We had to be signed in because we were just a tad bit late.
"Hey, Deku, who's your new friend!?" A haughty voice calls out.
Izuku pales, looks at the ground shaking a little. Oh. Bullies. I fix a flat, unimpressed expression on my face. Direct is at the crowding kids.
"Back off." I channel all the intimidation I can.
". .Scary." They shudder as one.
"Who the fuck are you!?" Okay, all but one.
Bakugo Katsuki / 6 / Male
Male / Homo / Explosion
Not Yet Fully Developed
Not Yet Fully Developed
I'm Better Than Everyone
Angry and Jealous
His blood red eyes are narrowed dangerously at me. Little explosions dance around his hands. I already don't like him. 'I'm better than everyone'? What kind of person has that as a core belief?
"Ah, our new arrival." A woman, who I believe is our 'babysitter' or whatever, claps to gain the other kid's attention. "This is Atsushi Kana. She's from America."
"If any of you try to bully Izuku, I'll break all the bones in your hands." They, minus Baka-go, take a visible step back.
"Wow, okay, why don't we all go play now?" This teacher will never have my respect.
"Izuku?" I offer my hand. "You coming?"
He lights up. "Yeah!"
The energetic green-haired boy nearly bounces on his feet. He's sunshine in human form, I swear. What surprises me, though, is that Bakugo is right behind us. He snarls at a group of boys who try to follow us. The teacher watches us with concern. She can screw right off.
". . And then he just keeps smiling and says, 'I AM HERE!'." Izuku prattles on about All Might. "He's so cool!"
I feel like I personally know the guy now. "It is impressive that there's hardly any collateral damage when he's got a physical Quirk like that."
They both blink at me. Bakugo recovers first.
"That's cuz' he always wins!" The ball of rage grins. "He's the strongest!"
"But he's smart too." They blink at me again. "If he was just strong, and not smart or kind, then he wouldn't have made it to Number One."
". .You're okay. ." Bakugo seems reluctant. "For a nerd."
"Thanks, Dynamight." I reply flatly.
"Hey!" Izuku beams at him. "That can be your Hero name!"
Blood eyes avoid the mini green suns. "Whatever."
"Oooo!" That ray of sunshine turns on me. "What about me?!"
". . Starlight." It's the only thing I can think of off the top of my head. "You're a literal ray of sunshine."
"Deku can't be a Hero." Looks like someone wants a beating. "He doesn't have a Quirk."
"So what?" I get right up in his face. "Plenty of Heroes in America don't have a Quirk. You don't need some special power to be a Hero."
There's a sniffle. "You really think I can be a Hero?"
"Of course."
I'll be honest, the sudden crocodile tears freaks me out a little. Bakugo scowls at the waterworks. Ass.
"Good Heroes don't take steaming dumps on other people's dreams." His eyes narrow. "You won't get very far with that attitude."
"Whatever." But his expression doesn't match his tone.
Achievement Unlocked: Angry Friend
Achievement Unlocked: Ultimate Trio
Achievement Unlocked: Friendly Rivalry
Party Established: Combat, Diplomacy, Stealth
I hope this doesn't turn out too horribly.
Okay! That's the end of the first chapter! Hope you enjoyed it! Sorry if it was a bit rough, of felt too fast. I'll do my best not to rush things. I try to apply my old Theatre teacher's advice.
"It's going to feel awkward and slow, but that just means you're doing it right. Make sure you'll come across clearly. Don't try to just spit out your lines so fast that no one understands you or your character."
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