AN: This is just an idea I had not sure how long this will keep going. Probably a bit at least.
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I felt warm. It was a comforting feeling like I belonged. I had everything I needed, nutrients, water, air. I could just keep sleeping. There is a beating sound. It makes me feel safe.
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"She's kicking! I can feel it! Such an energetic girl!" I heard a male voice but it was muffled. It made the beat quieter. But I could still hear it. But what does he mean? Wait, am I in a womb?! How?! So the beat is my mothers heart.
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"Sleep my precious, the doctor told us you're healthy. No need to worry." Said the calming voice I've come to associate with my new mother. At least that's good. And she's right I could go for a nap.
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"Dear, how late is it?" My mother asked. "Only four am sweetheart." Answered father. "Did you check or use your quirk?" Wait what quirk? No way. She can't possibly mean. "Both, and they agreed. So don't worry." There is no way I'm in my hero academia. They have to mean something else.
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"Honey, I need your help! The electricity went out in the middle of cooking!" Called my dad. "I'm coming, what temperature do you need?" She answered while getting up. "About 90 celsius. Can you do that." What does he want her to do! "Yeah my quirk can go a lot higher." Again. Quirk. She's talking like this really is mha.
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I felt my body start moving. Being pushed and squeezed. For what felt like hours, days even. During that I heard grunts and screams of pain from my mother and words of encouragement from new voices. Then I saw light for the first time in a long time. I was in a hospital room. Breaking my train of thought was a slap to the lower area. "She's a healthy girl." I heard a nurse say as I cried from the pain and shock, after my birth.
At least the beat was still partially there. I thought to myself as my mother hugged me close to her chest. And with that I fell asleep in my mothers arms.
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Gaining visuals I can connect to the voices was weird. My father had a tall bulky build and snow white hair and brown eyes. My mom was the opposite. Short and slim, black hair and blue eyes. She had weight in the important areas though. With a model-like hourglass figure. They both liked wearing sweaters, though my dad wore a suit to work and my mom had a lot of dresses, skirts and her own formal work uniform.
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I woke up in a crib. My room was thankfully coloured normally not entirely pink. I'd hate that even if I'm a girl. It was a pleasant mix of blue, grey and white some of my favourite colours. There were some toys but they were the baby kind so blocks and plushes. No hero themed stuff that could help me confirm where or when I am. Life as a baby has been pretty boring, no signs of a quirk of my own yet, but that is to be expected. I also got a name, Shiobana Junko, first name Junko, last name Shiobana. Quite a good one and not one I recognise from my hero academia. My father has been using his quirk regularly as far as I can tell. My mother does not use hers. Her quirk sounds more dangerous considering she can heat up a meal. Well they've been good parents thus far. There is always one home to take care of me. Speaking of the devil.
"Princess, are you awake?" Asked my dad quietly while peeking into the crib. When he noticed my eyes were open he went over to grab a few of my toys. The only huge negative beside baby limbs and body is that baby food is awful in every way. The texture and taste, it's just a fucking sweetened paste, but it's from vegetables. I can't wait to get to eat normal food.
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Good news: I'm old enough to be able to crawl. It ain't much but movement is movement and it's nice to see my parents watching me in awe and calling out my cuteness. I can also say mama and dada with a squeaky voice. My father almost fainted when I called him that, my mother just smiled. My father's weakness is just me in general. He can be stern and scary but not to me. Once he took me out on a walk in the park, a punk tried scaring me and got a talking to from my dad. He ran off soon after. Good times.
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I got to watch some television today. And it confirmed a few things. On there was All Might in his anime superhero costume. So I know where and when now. This still feels like a dream.
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Age update. I can now talk a bit more and I began walking. To the shock of my parents. Apparently I did it too fast. Well too bad it happens. But now I'm releasing all the energy I built up over the time I either couldn't move or could only crawl. I'm like a stampede of mice running through the house fifty times a day. Then I sleep for hours on end because being a little shit is tiring. At least my parents started to take me for walks without the stroller. And I get to play in playgrounds. Soon I'll probably have to go to a kindergarten. Also I'm pretty used to seeing fictional, or now real, characters on television.
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My quirk showed up. Out of nowhere I could tell the time. Just like my dad. It was kind of similar to the beat. It started when I was three. I hope it's something more than this. It would be a disappointing quirk to have. My hair has grown really long too. It's at my knees at this point. Granted for an adult my hair isn't too big but for my body it is. The colour is like from an anime though. Mostly black with white patches here and there. It's really messy too, no matter how much brushing it can't stay flat. I look like a hedgehog.
I walked over to the bathroom and decided to inspect my looks. I have deep blue eyes, and skin as smooth as a baby. Which is partially true. I'll get a better idea when I'm older or after puberty… Wait I'll have to go through puberty again!
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I'm going to kindergarten. The ladybug kindergarten specifically. I can speak well now, nothing else happened with my quirk except the usual. I decided to keep it to myself. If I get called quirkless I'll reveal it. But I want to wait as long as possible. Hopefully for a quirk development or something. Oh well, time to meet my new classmates. Some of them obviously had mutant type quirks I could see very easily.
"I'm your teacher, Muramoto Miho. How about we all introduce ourselves?" Began the teacher.
"I'm Kibe Kichiro! My quirk is Skinbreath, it allows me to breathe through my skin!" Called out a boy slightly shorter than me.
"Iwata Sakura! My quirk is Hair Control, I can move my hair however I want!" She gave a demonstration. Starting by raising it up then grabbing a nearby All Might toy and posing it in the air. Not quite hero levels but still useful.
"Alright calm down now Sakura-chan." Interrupted the teacher weakly.
"Nakamura Yuu. Bubble Body, it makes my body be like soap bubbles." Yeah I can see that.
"Suda Yoichi, I don't have one yet." He looked sad. Well he'll probably get one later. Quirkless people are rare these days.
"Yoshikawa Orochi, Long arms." Yeah pretty straight forward with that one.
"Shiobana Junko, I'm still waiting." I said pretending to be sad.
"Fujimori Azumi, my quirk is called Whisper and allows me to whisper to whoever I want." Cool but nothing too useful or noteworthy.
"Kawasaki Akemi. And I have a horn." Just a mutation then.
"Kuse Kazuou, my quirk is Balloon and it allows me to inflate myself." He did as he said and started growing rounder and bigger.
"Now children, how about you all go and play." With introductions over it was playtime. Before I could think about what I should do, someone approached me.
"You're Junko right? You have cool hair!" Well thanks for the compliment. This is the girl with the horn, what was her name?
"Thanks! Yours is nice too, Akemi-chan right?" I wasn't lying, she had beautiful short blond hair that fit her horn well.
"Yes! What is your favourite colour?" She asked innocently. With that I made my first friend.
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"How was your first day Junko?" My dad questioned during our walk home.
"It was fun! I already made a friend! Her name is Akemi!" Gotta keep up that innocent act.
"Oh and what is she like?" My father asked, trying to keep up my excitement. He really does his best to be a good dad. I can appreciate that considering my past life. Wait how much do I actually remember. Not much now that I think about it.
"What's got you so perplexed?" Shit.
"I was just daydreaming. But anyways, she's great and she liked my hair!" I exclaimed happily.
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I've been going to kindergarten for over a week now. My day there mostly consists of hanging out with Akemi. Today is a special day as we are going to a local shopping centre for ice cream.
"What flavour are you going to get Junko?" Asked my best friend.
"I'm not sure yet." I respond with a thoughtful expression. "Strawberry maybe. How about you?" I then followed up after a few seconds.
"Chocolate!" Well at least she knows what she likes. During our walk to the ice cream stand we were mostly uninterrupted. Only a few awws from the people walking by. And one stop. To pet a dog, of course with the owner's permission.
"What flavours do you want?" The teacher asked. The response was children yelling different flavours making it impossible to actually know what everyone wanted.
"Allright one at a time." The teacher added after seeing the initial result.
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Everyone got their ice cream with me settling for the strawberry one. It tasted very good, like it was made from actual fresh strawberries. Our meal got interrupted by the sound of an alarm. Everyone panicked. But I looked where the noise was coming from and saw Yoichi with his mouth wide open. Looks like he awakened his quirk.
Soon after, the police arrived and the teacher had to explain what happened to them. It was later called a quirk accident and the mall went back to normal.
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"Are you okay sweetie I heard something happened at the shopping centre you were going to today" My mother questioned after rushing towards me and hugging me. She looked me over as if scanning for injuries.
"I'm fine, it was just one of my classmates who had a quirk awakening accident. Nothing happened." I reassured her. She seemed to have calmed down, exhaling audibly.
"We'll talk during dinner." She simply said.
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Today dad was cooking. Both of my parents were great cooks but my father specialised in japanese food. While my mom liked to cook european dishes. Today it was sushi with miso soup and green tea. Oh and rice of course. We don't eat enough to go for a full three meals and soup. He looked quite tense though. Was he worried?
"So tell us what happened." Began father as he was setting the food.
"Well we got there, pet a dog on the way with permission of course. We ate ice cream and then an alarm rang out. Everyone panicked, I noticed it was someone from my Kindergarten making that noise. He just discovered his quirk and couldn't control it." I summarise.
"Glad you're okay." Said my father, looking visibly calmer.
"Enjoy your meal." I told my family. Which they repeated.
"Remember we are going shopping tomorrow so no sleeping in." Reminded me my mom.
"I know."
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Our time at the mall was going quite well. We picked up a blue and grey winter coat for me. It had a beautiful snowflake pattern. We also bought a pair of gloves, boots, a scarf and a beanie. All of them were just either blue, grey or white. Nothing too special. I liked that though. Right now we were picking out a couple of things for mom.
"What do you think about this one?" Asked my mother.
"It looks great on you. I picked it for a reason after all." I complemented while inspecting the flower themed dress.
"And you dear?" Mom questioned dad who was sitting next to me.
"Wha- Yes it looks great on you Honey." My father blurted out as he woke up.
"You weren't even looking?!" She accused.
"Sorry, shopping isn't my strong suite." He told her while rubbing the back of his head, embarrassed and sorry.
"I know but-" She got cut off by an alarm before we could.
"Stop you villians I won't allow you to rob this shop." Someone shouted.
"I'll stop him boys." A different, rough voice called out.
A moment later we heard a loud crack and pained scream. The building started collapsing. Everything seemed to slow down as we started to run towards the exit of the clothing shop. I saw the ceiling fall apart and a large piece of rubble fell on my parents pinning them to the ground. A wet sound was heard when it landed on them. I ran over to them trying to pick up the cement pinning them down. In the back of my head I heard the sounds of fighting. But I had priorities now.
I couldn't get them out. I'm 4. How could I lift a giant slab? Those thoughts didn't even cross my mind as I continued trying.
"Princess, I don't feel my legs, you need to run or hide." Said my father with a pained smile on his face. Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes as I kept trying. 'Lift with your legs not back' I remembered. But it still changed nothing.
"That hero got me good. I need to find someone to eat if I want to help my brothers." A voice muttered to itself growing louder as it came closer. A shadow became visible at the door.
"Hide, please!" Whispered my mother with a desperate look. I obeyed and hid under a nearby piece of rubble and a clothing rack.
Time was still slowed when the man entered the room. He was wearing rugged clothing and looked obese.
"Perfect." He licked his lips as the words left his mouth. He walked over to my parents and crouched. I had to put a hand over my mouth to mute my cries and loud breathing. I saw as the man grabbed my mothers arm and tore it off. My mom screamed in pain as he began chewing on it, breaking the bone and allowing for access to the marrow.
"Stop! STOP!" Yelled my father. The man afraid of getting caught just kicked him, snapping his neck. Stomping on my mom's head to achieve the same. He then picked her head up and drank out the crushed brain from the skull as if yolk from an egg.
I could only look in horror at what he did. Being able to spot every drop of blood falling because of my slowed perception. He then tore off all of my parents remaining arms. Unhinging his jaw and snapping them before swallowing whole. He looked even bigger than he did before. He lifted the cement slab trapping them with ease revealing bloodied backs and what were once legs.
The monster didn't seem to mind the sight as it grabbed the remainder of the legs and snapped the bones slurping up the paste. Bits of flesh and bone falling to the ground. He was consumed by the process and did it as fast as he could in a show of pure disgusting gluttony. He grabbed the carcusses of his victims and crushed them above his head drinking and showering in the blood and gore.
Police sirens could be heard in the distance. "Oh shit I need to run." He said as he dropped his meal to the floor and ran away. My parents were killed in front of me then eaten. This realisation had quite a big effect on me. So, I just stayed there staring at what was once them. Curled up in a fetal position crying.
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AN: Not much I can say for this one. Hope you enjoyed it and see you next time. I'm almost done with the second chapter of this though. Review, follow, favourite or don't if you don't feel like it.