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When I was but young and naïve...

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I saw a line between good and evil. You were either a villain, who wished to bring pain and suffering down upon the innocent. Or you were a hero, a self-less friend who sought to save and protect.

There was no in between.

A young girl, only five or six years old, stared intently at the television. Clips of destruction and flames filled the screen and a frantic news reporter shouted things she did not understand.

"Moma! Moma!" She tugged her mother's hand. "It's Ohta! Look! Look!"

But her mother wasn't looking. She couldn't. She peeled her daughter from the store window, and yanked her down the sidewalk.

All across town, phones and tvs lit up with news of the disaster. A great blue feathered serpent roared, his giant tail slamming into buildings and smashing into crowded streets of panicked people. There were heroes too, struggling to prevent pounds of heavy concrete and glass from collapsing onto hundreds of civilians.

The little girl was persistent. "Moma! It's Ohta! Ohta's on the tv! Is he in a movie? I didn't know he was a guy who does movies!"

"Aiko, stop shouting," Her mother hissed. "That's not your brother."

Aiko seemed to think it was a game. She lowered her voice to a sneaky whisper. "You can't trick me, Moma! I know Ohta has big blue scales and a blue tail and...and big horns!"

Her mom did not respond. Instead, she tugged her daughter down the road, escaping from the suffocating crowds that gossiped and chattered about the news.

"I thought he was a hero!"

"I always knew he had a dark side."

"I heard his agency was running low on funds...maybe that's why he-"

Aiko was distraught and confused. She wondered why everyone looked so scared. Why her mom held her arm so tightly. She stumbled to keep up with her mother's pace as they clattered up the tall stairs to their family home.

Once they were inside, Aiko's mother finally let go and she disappeared into the kitchen. Aiko stood in the front hall for a moment, then her mind went elsewhere, and she ran up the stairs to find her favorite elephant stuffed animal.

I pondered the question deeply that night: Was there really a straight line? A concrete wall separating the divide between good and bad morals?

Eh. Honestly, who really knows? Since that day the question lay dormant in the back of my mind. Instead, I focused on what I did know, and that was my brother, Ohta. I knew him. And I also knew that he was the kindest, most caring person a sister could ask for.

I know he didn't do what he did on purpose. There was something, someone, who made him do it. I know that in the very marrow of my bones, he didn't do it and I'm going to find out why.

Lol I wrote this while I was bored on a long car drive. If you made it this far, great! I'll probably write more and if you'd like you can find some of my MHA art on my Instagram @_birbtastic_

Thanks for reading anyways! Have a great day.

*dramatically bows, turning into a cloud of birds and flying away*