I opened my eyes and stared at the blood on my hands. The area around me was...demolished. Almost leveled. I couldn't see any bodies, so I vaguely wondered who's blood this was.

How did I get here?

Think of it like a game.

A game? Huh. This no game.

I clenched my fists and stood up.

This is my life. Mine. Nobody can tell me what to do with it!

I heard footsteps and glanced over my shoulder. A man stood a few metres away from me, rage etched on his face.

"What have you done?! What are you?! Answer me!"

I recognized the man. I had caught him trying to drag a woman into an alleyway earlier.

My eyes glinted, but I remained silent.

The man shook his head. "You're crazy! You're going to pay for this!" He pulled out a knife and ran at me.

I turned and lifted my hand, palm flat towards him. He stopped suddenly. "H-hey! Why can't I move?!"

"Drop the knife."

The man opened his hand and dropped the knife. "W-wha-?! How?!"

I didn't reply. I didn't see the point. This guy was useless. A nothing. I couldn't stand people like him.

I cocked my head to the side, and curled my fingers slightly. The man went rigged and cried out. I slowly made a fist, the man screaming louder and louder each time. I kept him screaming for a few more minutes, then opened my hand quickly.

The man exploded in a cloud of wet, red dust. Nothing was left of him, not even fragments of bone.

I had obliterated him.

I looked around at the devastation. Where even was I? I looked down at myself. I was wearing the same clothes I had worn when I had gone with Tomura to get revenge on Overhaul. The palm was on my face. How did I get these clothes? This hand? I couldn't remember.

There was blood only on my hands, and a small amount splattered on the long coat.

Was I alone? I looked around again. The silence was almost deafening. Yes, I was definitely alone.

I started walking, not sure where I was heading. I was just walking. It was dark, and I could barely see anything. Where was I? What time was it? How long had I been here?

It looked like this place was a suburb of a city or a small town. It wasn't anywhere near where I had been. How far away was I?

I searched myself for my phone. I felt it in one of the pockets and took it out. It was my school phone. Did I have my other phone? I found it in another pocket. Maybe I should call someone.

If anything happens...Call me.

I looked around as I remembered what Todoroki said. Should I call him? No. I need to figure out where I am first, then call someone.

I Googled my location. I stared at the phone. How had I gotten here?! The location put me somewhere close to Kyushu. I frowned. Kyushu? Isn't that where Tokoyami is doing his work study with that guy? Hawks, I think it was.

Alright, let's head into Kyushu then. I put my phone away and headed in that direction.

I got to the outskirts of the city and started looking around. Of course. I had to end up in the most feral area. Typical.

I walked past people selling drugs and hell knows what else. Workers, street thugs, gang members. None of which paid any attention to me, since I wasn't looking at them.

I sighed as I walked past three men.

"Oh, look here boys."

Great.

"This little girl wants to be like Tomura Shigaraki, leader of the League Of Villains."

I kept walking, but two men stood in my path. I felt one behind me. He tugged down the hood.

"She even dyed her hair a similar colour!"

The men all laughed.

"You wanna be like Shigaraki, huh? Or is it you have a crush on him?"

I said nothing and stared at the man I believed was the leader of this little group.

"So? Which is it? Personally, you could have a crush on someone a lot better than Shigaraki." The man I was staring at smirked. "I could easily take him on. His quirks cool and all, but people like that rely on their quirks way too much and don't bother learning to fight. As long as I could avoid him grabbing me, it's a sure win."

I had my hands in my pockets, staring at the man. He clearly had no idea who I was. Dumbass.

"I mean, that Shigaraki probably wouldn't even know what to do with a girl." He come up to me. "Me on the other hand...I know exactly what to do." He reached out to touch my face.

I took my fist out of my pocket and punched him in the gut. He doubled over and I elbowed him in the back of the neck. He went down. I looked down at him writhing on the ground, then looked at the other two men.

"You're going to pay for that!"

One of the men ran at me. I stepped aside and kick the back of his legs, then punched the back of his head. I turned around as the last guy pulled a gun on me.

"See if you can dodge this!" He pulled the trigger.

I heard the gunshot. I saw the bullet. It seemed to be moving in slow motion. I lifted my hand. It hit my shield and dropped to the ground.

"What the...?!"

I started walking towards him, one hand still in my pocket. "You know, I really hate guns." I battered it out of the way and summoned a blade in my hand. I shoved it into the mans throat and stood steady as he dropped the gun and tried to pull my arm away. After a few more seconds, I pulled the blade out and he collapsed onto the ground, dead.

I got rid of the blade and turned back to the other two. The one who ran at me tried to crawl away, but I stood on his back and crushed his spine. The last guy was still writhing on the ground, complaining about me punching him in the stomach.

"What do you want? Go away! I'll tell you anything!"

Well. That didn't take long to escalate...

I kneeled down on his stomach.

"Please! What do you want to know?"

Obviously this guy now thought I was one of Tomura's minions. Good.

I smirked and leaned close, looking at him through the fingers on my face. "I wanna know...Have you ever seen the rain...Comin down...On a sunny day..."

He stared at me. "You're crazy! You're insane!"

I grinned. "Well, it does run in the family. I am Tomura Shigaraki's sister, after all."

The man widened his eyes. "W-what?!"

I summoned a blade and pressed it to his throat. "Though, as it happens, I do need to know one thing."

"Th-then you'll let me go?"

I shrugged. "If that's what you want."

"Ok! Yes! What do you need to know?"

"Where is Hawks?"

"Hawks? The winged hero: Hawks?"

The knife bit into the man's throat. "Answer the question."

"Y-yes! Sorry! He's in the city! About six blocks away!"

"Specifically?"

"Ah...Keep heading that way in a straight line for four blocks, then a left for one block, then right and his agency isn't hard to miss. Will you let me go now?"

I cocked my head, thinking. "Sure. Why not?"

The man looked visibly relieved. "Thank-"

I slammed the knife between his ribs, into his lungs. "There. I let you go. Go to hell. That's for bad mouthing my brother." I twisted the blade. "And that's for underestimating me. I mean, I did just beat all of you with one hand." I pulled the blade out and listened to the gurgling for a few seconds, then stood up.

I got rid of my blade and looked at my hand. More blood. Great. I need to find somewhere to wash my hands.

I looked around and found a small bar. I headed in and straight to the bathroom. I washed my hands and took the palm off my face.

What happened for me to wind up here? How did I just kill four people and not feel a thing? Why can't I remember anything?

I looked into the mirror. What's the last thing I remember? I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to think.

I remembered Boss, Snake-Arms, River and Dox. I remember Boss said something about multiple quirks. Gah, no. What happened after that? I leaned on the bench, fingers curling around the palm.

What are you? That's what Zoom had asked me. I had been in a cage that contained our quirks to that space. We were made to fight each other until death, I was told. I remembered the cops and the detective turning up to shut the place down. I remembered not seeing Boss, Snake-Arms, Dox or River anywhere.

I shook my head as nothing else came to me. I sighed, put the palm in my pocket and walked back into the bar to sit down. I sat at on a stool and leaned on the bar.

"What will you be having then?"

I shifted my eyes to the bartender. "You do realize-"

He lifted his hand. "I don't care. You look like you need a drink. Here." He poured me a glass of whiskey. "Don't ask, don't tell. That's my policy." He winked at me and left the bottle.

I took the glass and twisted it in my fingers. Well, at least I knew he wasn't trying to drug me. I swallowed the whole thing and poured another one.

"Hey guys! Did you know about Endeavor's son?!"

The glass stopped half-way to my mouth as I heard the words. I sipped the drink as I decided to eavesdrop.

"What about him? Sure there's nothing we don't already know."

"No! Listen! I heard that he was born because Endeavor couldn't surpass All Might!"

I rolled my eyes. Everyone knew that already. Dumbass.

"Don't listen to those guys. They're gossips. As bad as a bunch of gossipy women."

I lifted my glass and pointed my finger at the bartender. "I take offence to that." I swallowed the rest of my drink as he chuckled.

"Somehow, I doubt that."

I poured another drink. "Why do they like gossiping about Endeavor?"

He shrugged. "Who knows? Although, if you ever want to know something about Endeavor, they're the guys to ask. They might exaggerate, but nine times out of ten, they're not wrong."

"Huh." I sipped my drink. "What about his son? What do they know about him?"

He shrugged again. "Probably nothing." He leaned forward and motioned me to him. "But I know one thing that's definitely known for certain."

"And what's that?"

"That Endeavor bought his son's mother."

I blinked. "'Bought' her? What do you mean?"

"I mean, he bought her. Literally. You know in the old days when women were bought and sold as wives. You'd get a cow or money or materials?"

"Ugh. Yea?"

"Well, that's what happened. Endeavor bought his wife off her family."

I made a face and swallowed my drink. "Why?"

"For her quirk."

"Her quirk...?"

"Endeavor's quirk is Hellflame. I don't know what his wife's quirk is called, but it has to do with ice. He bought his wife to produce strong children."

I nearly choked on my drink. "Are you serious?!" I wiped my face. "What kind of wanker does that?!"

The bartender shrugged. "Just goes to show you can't always trust heroes."

"Yea, well. You're not wrong..."

"Where are you from anyway? I haven't seen you around."

I emptied the glass and stood up with the bottle. "Not here. I should leave anyway. I'm taking this." I went to walk away.

"Hey! I didn't say you could have it for free!"

"I don't have money."

"Well, you could always give me something else..."

I smirked. "Like hell." I turned my back to him and waved in the direction of the photo board behind him. "Put it on Kurogiri's tab." I walked away without saying anything else.

I had seen a photo that showed the bartender taking a selfie with Kurogiri pouring a drink in the background. If this guy knew him, then Kurogiri might be around somewhere. He might have brought me here. He might have answers.

Though, I thought as I put the bottle in a pocket and placed the palm back over my face, I have a feeling that he's not anywhere near here. I have a bad feeling about what brought me here. In fact, I haven't felt right since I woke up.

What was going on?

I stood in the alleyway across the road from Hawks agency. I had been standing there, watching it for half an hour.

For some reason, I couldn't get up the courage to go in and ask for Tokoyami. It didn't help that I couldn't remember his hero name, either.

I sighed, frustrated. That wasn't the only thing. Something was nagging at me. In the back of my head. Something that I needed to remember, but couldn't. And it felt important.

I growled and turned, sitting heavily on a metal box out of sight of the agency. I pressed my fingers to my temples and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to remember.

"Oh dear."

I blinked and looked up. A small old lady stood in front of me with sad eyes. "I'm so sorry, dear."

"Sorry?"

"Yes. It's a terrible thing to happen. I don't blame you for doing what you did after that."

"Uh, no offense intended, but what are you on about?"

She smiled gently. "I apologize. I should explain." She sat next to me on the metal box. "I followed you from that bar. I was sitting in the corner, so I doubt you noticed me. My quirk forces me to see the bad things that have happened in a person's life."

"Forces you to? So...You can't control it?"

The lady shook her head. "It's uncontrollable, I'm afraid. I can't switch it on and off, so I had to learn to live with it."

"That would suck..."

She smiled again. "Yes. It does. Of course, it's not as bad as knowing what people have gone through, compared to them going through it."

"Hm. Ok. So, what have I gone through? What caused me to be here? Why did I do what I did?"

The lady studied me for a second. "You've forgotten. Perhaps that's a good thing..."

"No. I need to know. I don't even know how I got here."

She sighed. "Alright. I guess you need to know." She leaned to my ear and started whispering. With each word, my eyes got wider. My eyes watered, my mouth felt dry, my head fuzzy and my body heavy like lead.

The lady pulled back. "Of course, I learnt of other things that have happened in your life since I've been here talking to you."

I stared at the wall opposite us as she spoke.

"I know what you did. I know what you are. I know who you are. I know your secrets. Unfortunately, I can't just sit here and not say anything to the heroes across the road. I am sorry. I just thought you should know that someone, at least one, has listened." She squeezed my shoulder and moved to get up.

I spun and shoved her against the wall. I could feel my eyes blazing and my anger bubbling. Without thinking, I summoned a large, serrated hunting knife and shoved it into the base of her throat. She tried to cry out, but all that came out was gurgled gasps. I laid her down on the ground and dragged the knife down until I hit her pelvis.

"You're lying." I said quietly, emotionlessly. "That can't be. That can't be what happened. That can't be what's going to happen. No. I refuse to believe it."

I watched as the gurgling stopped, and waved my hand, making the knife disappear.

"No. You're lying. You're lying." I stood up, and pressed the palm to my face, walking away from the bloody scene. "You're a liar. You're all liars. You lied."

But, somehow, deep down, I knew she hadn't been lying.

I stood on the roof of a building, overlooking the burning neighbourhood. It was that feral area I had first walked into. I had gone back to the bar and killed the bartender, and left his corpse on the pool table for the heroes to find. I lit up the rest of the neighourhood and stood back to watch.

"So pretty at night. Stars and blackness as a backdrop." I sighed. "I wish Tomura could see this. Perhaps he will. On the news." I tapped my chin. "I wonder if they'll put it on the news?"

I looked down as I heard screams. Thugs and gang members tried to run out of the area. "Hmph. I don't think so."

I summoned my bow and aimed. I shot down several thugs who tried to run away, my arrows disappearing as soon as their hearts stopped.

I stopped as I felt something above me. I got rid of my bow, and looked up.

"Ah. There you are. About time."

A man with wings circled over the burning buildings and running ants.

"Perhaps he hasn't noticed me yet. Heh. Amusing."

Hawks landed and started directing people away from the burning buildings.

I felt something behind me and smiled. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Tokoyami, covered by Dark Shadow.

"Are you the one who did this?"

I looked down again, watching Hawks.

"Answer me!"

"Jeez. You're a bossy one, when you want to be." I turned around, hands in my pockets.

"Tomura Shigaraki."

I shook my head. "Nope."

"You're with the League of Villains."

"Not right now. Try again, Tsukuyomi."

"Do I know you?"

"Heh." I smiled a little, but of course, he couldn't see it. "No, you don't. Not really."

I heard shouting and glanced over my shoulder. "Well, I had better go down and say hi."

"Dark Shadow, grab this villain!"

"On it!"

I shook my head. "Sorry, boys. Not tonight." My wings appeared and wrapped around me. With all the practice I had been doing with this new quirk, I didn't need momentum anymore.

I appeared on the ground, my wings disappearing again as I walked forward through the flames and destruction and straight up to Hawks. He didn't notice me at first, so I watched him pointing and helping people. Why was he helping these people? They were all scum-bags, the lot of them. They all hurt each other and killed each other just to make themselves feel better about their lives. What was the point? Why help people like that?

Tokoyami yelled out from the rooftop and Hawks turned around. I kicked him into a brick wall before he could do anything, then walked up to him.

I sighed and kneeled next to him. "Sorry about that. I figured you'd want to hit me first, and I couldn't let that happen. Uh, can I ask you a question?"

Hawks sat up slowly and frowned at me.

"I'll take that as a yes. Why are you helping these people? They're all scum-bags. You'd have to know that. Right? Especially that bartender. You know, he served a female minor alcohol and then tried to make her pay with her body. Half these other people were thugs, murderers and gangsters. Why help them?"

I knew he couldn't see my face, but he could see my eyes. He hesitated, then spoke. "Because it's the right thing to do. No matter what someone has done, they deserve forgiveness, don't you think? Everyone deserves to get help."

I blinked, feeling tears in my eyes. "I doubt I'd ever be forgiven, Wings. No matter how much I ask for help, I doubt I'll get it." I shook my head and stood up, wiping my eyes. "I'm sorry I made such a mess for you to clean up. Don't bother looking for me. You'll never find me." I went to turn around, but Hawks had stood up and reached for my wrist.

"Wait!"

I dodged to the side and backed up. Tokoyami and Dark Shadow had almost managed to grab me with Hawks trying to distract me. Clever.

I knew that I'd never be able to beat them both. Hawks being number three hero and then there's Tokoyami and Dark Shadow. Enough said there.

I shook my head again, but smiled this time. "You'll never forgive me. I don't blame you. I'm sorry for the mess. I didn't know any other way to ask for help."

"Help?"

"You could have just asked. I saw you hanging around my agency." Hawks stepped forward and I took one back. "Why didn't you come in? Because you're a villain? No, that wouldn't be it. You're with the League? What happened? Maybe we can help now."

I smirked. "You can't help me. Not now. It's too late. I can't fix this. It's not something that can just go away."

Hawks held out his arm as Tokoyami tried to run forward. "You're that minor you mentioned earlier, aren't you?"

I stayed silent.

He held his hand out to me. "Come on. We'll help. That's what we do. Help people, no matter what the circumstances."

I clenched my fists in the pockets. My chest felt heavy and my head fuzzy. I looked at this Hawks guy. He didn't look too much older than me. Perhaps he knew a thing or two about being young and not thinking. Perhaps he was being honest and sincere.

I shifted my eyes to Tokoyami. He didn't look convinced.

I sighed, shakily. "Sorry. I just..." My voice broke and I had to step back again. "If anyone found out about me...They'd kill me. I'm sorry. I should go." My wings appeared and started to circle my body.

"Wait! Come to the agency. You don't have to say who you are. We'll keep it anonymous. Just come and talk to us."

I hesitated for a second. Only a second, as I saw Hawks feet shift. He lunged himself at me and I dodged. I spun and kicked Hawks in the back, shooting him into a brick wall. Tokoyami ran forward to the spot I dodged to and managed to grab me, pushing me up against the wall. I still had the palm on, so he couldn't see my face. But he could still see my eyes.

He frowned a little, and I closed my eyes quickly, shoving him away. I grabbed a rung of a ladder on the side of a building and swung myself up. I knew Dark Shadow would come after me, but as long as he didn't see my face, I was good.

I landed on the platform and ran to the next ladder.

"There you are!"

I glanced over my shoulder, not that I needed too. Dark Shadow was right behind me. Dammit. I wasn't going to make it to the roof in time. I spun around and lifted my hands.

"Wait!"

Dark Shadow stopped, frowning.

"Can...can you keep a secret?"

"What kind of secret?"

He was at the other end of the platform, so I should be able to use my new quirk to get away before he gets to me.

"If...If I tell you something, swear you won't tell anyone, not even To-Tsukuyomi."

"What kind of secret?"

I hesitated. I had so many that I could pick any. Which one would keep me from being exposed?

"A secret, secret. Swear you won't tell anyone. Swear!"

Dark Shadow looked like he was going to jump at me, but instead he lifted an arm and crossed where his heart would be. I breathed a sigh of relief. He wouldn't break a promise after doing that.

"I was...attacked. I wanted help, but I didn't know where to go or what to do. I needed someone's attention."

"So you kill someone and burn a whole district to the ground?"

I shifted my feet. "Ok, I deserved that."

"Who are you really?"

I shifted my eyes. "I...can't tell you. If I did, that'd be the end of me. In every sense of the word 'end'."

"What if I swore not to tell anyone?"

I looked up. "Why would you...?"

"Because..." Dark Shadow looked at me intensely. "You're different."

My eyes widened and it felt like I'd been punched in the gut. How did he...?

He looked over the side of the building. "You should go. They'll come up here soon. Don't worry. I won't say anything. I promised. Now go."

I sucked in a breath and nodded. My wings wrapped around me and I disappeared.

I reappeared in the alleyway near my warehouse. I took off the palm and put it in my pocket. I was breathing heavily and started to sob. I dropped to my knees and just sat there, sobbing.

"Kitia?!" I felt a pair of strong hands under my arms and I was hauled up. "What's wrong?! Talk to me!"

I just leaned into Hirahara's chest and cried. I couldn't speak or anything. I felt him pick me up and carry me inside.