The Standing Defender
"talking"
Mental thoughts
This is my first try of making a story and I do hope you can enjoy it
I'm doing this In a hope of a new hobby and I am honestly having fun with it
If I miss anything with the spelling or grammar please let me know in the comments and ill fix it as soon as I see it.
Thank you and the Jade Eyes will watch you from above
"What the hell?" I mutter as a look in the dark room around me, it's blackness so dark it looked like it had absorbed all the light in the universe, maybe someone covered the room in black paint?
I pushed myself up but realised pretty quickly that I haven't been lying on anything. I start to panic as I try to push my self up but end up not touching anything again.
"Alright, whenever you wake up somewhere you don't know, always try to remember what happened before, that's rule 1" I close my eyes in thought for a second as I try to remember what happened
"Alright, I'm drawing a blank, what was rule 2?" The boy said to himself "great, now I'm talking to myself in the 3rd person, clearly I'm already insane"
All of a sudden, a crack is heard in the room and I hear the sound of water hitting the floor, I look at the sound and I see white liquid falling onto the ground and forming a mirror. Surprisingly gentle laughter fills the room.
"You will be interesting to watch" I hear the smile in their voice and I don't even know how to start to explain how you can hear a smile in a voice. As I contemplate this I feel a sensation on my foot, a pulling sensation.
"What the hell?" I once again mutter as I look as to what's pulling my leg, the white liquid from before is travelling up my leg. I try to shove it off with my other leg and it works, but only before it travels to the other leg.
"oh no" my eyes widen as I realise it's not going away, "oh, oh no you little shit, you can quit that now before I rip you apart" I take off my shirt and bring my leg closer to me so I can wipe it off, that seems to be a mistake as the liquid on my leg jumps onto my naked chest with fever like a certain black symbiot. My legs, my chest and slowly my arms get coated in white goo as I panic, wondering what the hell I'm supposed to do.
I grab onto the white goo that is on my chest, forgetting to what happened when I did that with my leg, and try to rip it off me.
"GET OFF ME" I yell as I try to force myself to rip off what feels like a second skin to my previous dark one.
"GET OFF OF MEEEE-" my roar of panic gets cut off as the white goo has gotten to my nape and has covered my mouth, I start to hyperventilate as I try to scratch the goo off my face, heedless to transfer of goo from my arms to my head, my eyes go wide in panic and I close them before they are covered 'it's going down my throat' I think as i still try to rip open the goo from my face, the only thing not covered is my ears.
"my my, so full of fight you are, I have the perfect world for you, they'll need a fighter for certain" I hear before my vision goes white.
_Scene Change_
This is so weird.
WHY IS THERE A LIVING BOULDER TAKING CARE OF ME?!
Is it a golem of some sort? Is he magic?
His name, he is shaped like a man and he wears man styled clothes so I'm going to assume he is a man, is Boruda and momma has left me alone with him so he shouldn't be a threat to me, but it's kinda hard to put the theory into practice as he is almost reach the roof with his height and is constantly waving his arms in order to not hit over the vases and paintings on the wall.
Oh, he has my blanket, thanks mate I mentally thank before wiping away my tears with it. "You're going to give a man a heart attack Eijiro, even if you're cute you can't do that" the living boulder says with an exaggerated sigh making me laugh at his joke. The man smiles and I can see his shiny teeth that look like they are a mix of iron and shark teeth.
"I can see it now, Eijiro Kirishima, wanted by the police for the murder of the ladies everywhere, scientist still baffled by how someone can die from cuteness and manliness" the man says in an exaggerated drawl as he pokes my forehead making me pout at being called cute.
A couple minutes later I can safely say this man is apart of my family, maybe he is my mystery Dad? Uncle? Grandfather? How do you say grandfather in Japanese?
"who you" I struggled to get the words to come out of my throat as I am still struggling with my vocal cords that don't want to be used. "Ah, I haven't properly introduced myself have I?" the man smirks as he puts me in my baby chair, "the names Boruda Kirishima, the manliness man in the world and the brother to your Mumma" my eyes widen in realisation and I smile towards him "and I have been given the honour in defending you from all harm"
"nice meet you" I say as I bow to him with my head, "nice to meet you too little man, no need to bow to me" he says with a smile as he heads towards the kitchen "now, where does she keep the eggs"
_Scene Change_
The name is Eijiro Kirishima, someone who has weird dreams about a giant man, the manliest 3-year-old that ever existed, child of two Mums and uncle/maybe Dad?
I got the same teeth as him so maybe.
Whatever, he is still my uncle, I'll deal with it later
Anyway, my two Mums are Mumma and Mummy, are kinda weird, well Mumma is, Mummy just loves me a lot, but Mumma kinda avoids me and gets really flushed if I'm near her. I know she loves me so I would leave her alone but she gets all depressed when I move away from her so I don't really know what to do about it, I just kinda sit next to her when she works from home on the computer and be quiet and I think that was the right thing to do because she smiles widely as she recounts what we did to Mummy, she works on the computer and I played with my toys, she takes pictures "stealthily" and I move away from her and she gets depressed, it's an fun dynamic an I will never change it (pretty sure that's going to be failed blackmail material because I don't do anything I don't want to do, as the broccoli on the floor can understand)
My other Mum, Mummy, is very sweet and is baker, I know this because she gives me bread rolls if I'm good and I love those little buggers, sometimes she takes me out to the park near our house and we feed the birds. We also go to the zoo and play with the animals every other month and I think she can read the minds of animals because she saved me from an angry goose from the pond (let me tell you, those little bastards are terrifying and fearless).
I haven't met my grandparents but I'm 60% sure that they don't approve of my mother's relationship so I don't really care what they think, guess it sucks I cant be spoiled by them, but I guess my uncle does it enough with me.
Oh, I forgot to mention this little thing the world has.
IT HAS SUPERPOWERS
Well, they are called quirks but its basically the same thing, and you know what's even more weird? Everyone has one! Well, the old people sometimes don't have one, but I've never heard of anyone in my generation of not having a superpower.
_Scene Change_
Off in the distance, a green haired child sneezes and quickly ask his mother for his All Might handkerchief, seizing the opportunity to feed his obsession for his for the superhero.
_Scene Change_
I'm pretty sure that I'm going to get a mix between something about rocks. Food for thought.
But back to my introduction as you have so noticed, I have weird dreams. Which include me watching a giant man with skin as dark as the night sky.
In these dreams I'm mostly alone but I ignore that as I pay attention to what the man does which is fight.
For some reason the man gets into a lot of fights both physical and mental and it is honestly pretty scary but I'm a manly man and I will not be scared of my dreams, so I constantly pay attention as to what's happening, like in this one dream the man gets into a fight with his teacher and waving a paper at her that has a bunch of red crosses.
In this other dream the man takes down a guy that was running away with a purse and when he returns it to the woman it was stolen from, she gives him an apple from her shopping bag to which he eats with a small smile on his face
He also gets this weird confuse look when he sees me and tries to approach but I wake up if he gets too close to me.
I don't think I'm supposed to be here, but I get curious as to what the giant man is doing so, I watch with a guilty conscious.
This all changed when that man turned out to be me.