A.N: The last chapter sucked! I bet everyone thinks the same! Well, whatever, enjoy!
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"Are you okay?" the mysterious man asked, stretching his hand out. I took it, slowly. I was suspicious of this mysterious man. He had a gloved hand and a forma suit on. He had black jeans and shoes with a black tie. He looked very clean and I couldn't spot any dust on him. He smiled and pulled me to my feet. I heard yelling and commotions. The police and the heroes were chasing me. The man hugged me and hushed me. I stood there, shaking and trembling. I didn't know if it was from the cold or from the fear. The heroes passed by and my legs felt numb. The man carried me down the streets, hiding me with his suit. We headed more into the slums. I saw all the people there, smiling at the man. I was really curious about this man. I don't know why, but I felt a connection to him.
"Who are you?" I asked. The man smiled and put me down. "Your safe here. The heroes won't come down to the slums." he whispered. I nod, but I didn't let go of his sleeve. I realized that I forgot to bandage my arm and I tried to pull away, but was too late. The man grabbed my wrist and analyzed the scars scattered across my arms. "What is this?" he asked, glaring at me. I flinched and started to shake. "I-it's nothing..." I replied. I don't know why, but I'm scared of this man. His crimson eyes looked like it was staring into my soul. His jet black hair was very short. He just kept on staring. "Don't lie to me." he said, rather softly. I touched my head and chuckled. "It's just… my friends. They keep me from going insane." I chuckled darkly. The man's eyes widened.
"It keeps me from crying. The voices in my head won't shut up." I laugh a little, "Cause I'm useless. Cause I want to die! I want to die so much. Why can't I die?!" The man hugged me. Tears traced my face. The same black tear. "Ahhh… I want to die so badly." I whisper. The man looked at me straight in my eyes. "Don't say that!" he scolded me. I smile. "Why not?" I ask. He looked at me, pity in his eyes. "There are people who love you. Like your family." he muttered. I giggle. "Family?! You mean the one who kept on drinking all day long? Or do you mean the one who saved me, but got killed, or maybe the other one?! What are you saying? I don't have a reason to keep on living! Can't you see?! The only people that cared for me, murdered, murdered, betrayed, and killed me! The only one left was my animals. They all died. Tint is alive, but I don't know anymore. I really don't..." I laughed, my voice, heavy with anger and sadness. The man was crying. He hugged me and kissed my forehead.
"Look at me. Look at me and tell me what it feels like." he said, staring into my eyes. I stared at him and sigh. "I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel. I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real. Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything. What have I become?! Everyone I know, goes away in the end!" I yelled in frustration, "Full of broken thoughts. I can't repair… So what's the point in trying… your going to go away too..." I cried my lungs out. I don't know why, but the man seemed to understand me. He hugged me so tight, and I felt safe. "Don't cry. Your safe." He whispered in my ears. I smile and hugged him back. He took me to his home. It was a small warehouse, but inside, it was like a ordinary house. "What's your name?" The man asked me. "Ryuu." I simply replied. The man chuckled and led me to a bedroom. "My name is Yuu Hitomi." he chuckled. He did a tour around the house and told me about himself. As always, I get into trouble… he was a villain. Why are all the nice guys I ever meet in my life villains. Probably because the villains have a similar story to me. I smile at the thought and followed Yuu. "Big bro!" I whisper under my breath. I mean, he really was like an overprotective brother. "What?" he asked… oops, seems like he heard me. "N-nothing!" I squeaked. "You can call me big brother if you want to." Yuu smirked. I huffed, but I was happy. Somewhere in my mind… knew he'd die someday as well.
3 yrs later…
"Big bro! Look, I found a pro hero!" I whisper. "That's eagles. He has a wind manipulation quirk." Big bro muttered. "Let's go!" I whisper as we jump down from the rooftop, landing perfectly on the ground. "Hey, what are you doing?" I asked. Eagles faced me and scowl. "None of your business!" he growled. I smirked. I formed a weapon in my hand and charged at the hero. I sliced his head clean off. I smiled at the decapitated head and threw it on the wall. It was a nice day. That hero was known for him snatching money from the citizens anyway. "Do not fear, for I am here!"
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A.N:Song, 'Hurt'. Bye.
