p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"strongspan style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"Chapter 1: A Different Kind of Rain/span/strong/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"It was raining. Most days it was rather sunny and only sometimes overcast, but it didn't rain that often. When I was younger, we used to treat it as a special event when it rained. We would go outside and stomp around in the puddles caused by it. Splashing each other and getting soaked./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"This was not one of those rains./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"It was thundering outside. The lightning occasionally illuminating its surroundings in a brilliant white. We weren't getting too wet because of our umbrellas, but my feet, along with my mother's, were soaked. We weren't too far from the bus stop. Only about a half kilometer away. It wasn't long before we reached it./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"After reaching the bus stop, I sat down on the bench. It was dry but hard. A mix between comfort and discomfort. I was about to ask my mom when the bus was going to come. When I noticed what looked like water, climbing up her back. I said to her, "Mom, there's something on your back."/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"She looked down at me and smiled, "What does it look like sweetie?"/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true""It's water"/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"She laughed and told me not to worry. The water came closer to her face, when it suddenly jumped. No, crawled, into her open mouth. I started screaming, my mom tried to scream too, but no sound came out./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"I don't know when it happened, but my mom's body suddenly wasn't her own anymore. She started saying things, like how good having a body felt again, and what she would do next. She glared down at me and yelled at me to shut up when I didn't stop screaming./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"I closed my mouth, I was scared, didn't know what to do, and had just seen my mom's body be taken over by water./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"It was about fifteen minutes later, a man arrived. He was huge and had no umbrella on. Just a raincoat that looked about a size too small and a head that seemed to be smoldering. I assumed that it was just his quirk. He stopped just outside of the bus covering. I remember his words exactly./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true""Come with me peacefully and you won't get hurt"/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"My mom started to laugh. Not her normal type of laughter that was soothing and I loved to hear. This was a different one. A dangerous one. One that I normally only hear when evil villains laugh in movies, except this one was worse. Much worse./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"She said, "Take another step and the woman dies. Leave and no-one gets hurt."/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"He growled, and retorted, "Someone always gets hurt when it involves you."/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"She smiled, and said, "Well honey, that's how the world works. It's not all sunshine."/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"He raised his hands and said, "This conversation is over. Surrender."/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"My mom bared her teeth, "Never"/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"She lunged at me. But before she could get too close, a burning filled the air. It was hot, too hot. I felt like the air was on fire, but worst of all. My mom was burning. Time seemed to slow down, I could see the flames moving and my mom's body burning. The bones were visible below her skin. There was no shadow, it was too bright, the man's face was disfigured into something cruel. A mix between a satisfied smile and a grimace, the face was burned into my memory worse than my mother's body being incinerated./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"Oh her body! It was twisted, her organs showing beneath her stomach. Her skin was slowly peeling away in slow motion. I vaguely realized in the back of my mind, 'It's not supposed to be this slow.' What could only have been a minute seemed to go on for what seemed like an hour. I saw the different parts of her body slowly turning to ash. First her hair, then her skin, then the muscles, the ligaments, the eyes, the bones, oh the bones. It was changing colors all over. From red, white, black, grey, black again, white. I smelled vomit on the floor. 'Was that mine?' I vaguely wondered in the back of my head. It didn't matter, the smell was burnt away by the flames. Replaced by burning flesh./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"I don't remember much after that. Only crying and that sick smell. The man brought me to a police station and told the police what happened. They said they'd take care of it. They didn't./span/p
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h2 style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; ; font-weight: normal;"strong style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"1 Year Later/strong/h2
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"He was drunk again. My dad, that is. It had been happening more and more, over the past year. He blamed me for mom dying. I tried to tell him that it was the burning man. His name is Endeavor, and he's the number two 'Hero.'/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"I left at that time. I decided to leave for good. There was nothing left there for me except for painful memories and my horrendous father. All I took with me was the clothes on my back and the last picture of my mom./span/p
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h2 style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; ; font-weight: normal;"strongspan style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"2 Months Later/span/strong/h2
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"It was difficult being out on the street. I learned from a few of the older kids not to be out when the heroes are around. They'll ship you off to an orphanage, and if you still have a parent, nine times out of ten they'll just put you back where you were before as long as it isn't heavily abusive. /spanstrong style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"/ Google it/strong/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"So I tried to stay out of people's line of sight. It worked, my quirk allowed me to slow my perception of time. Whenever I went into public areas, I always kept it on for three seconds for every one. Some might have said I was paranoid, but it saved me from being 'saved' by the Heroes more than once./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"I scavenged food pretty well too. the dumpsters were separated into biotic and non-biotic waste, so it was pretty easy to separate food. The hard part was seeing if it was bad or not. Most of the first week I couldn't tell which was good and which was bad, but as time went on. I realized that they gave off tells. Some smelled different, others had fuzz, the were a few black spots that shouldn't be there, things like that /spanstrong style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"/AN: He is five now by the way / /strongspan style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"that was pretty easy to do. The hard part was keeping it. Most kids were bigger than me and stronger than me. Their quirks weren't too helpful though. Most were about 12 through 16 and easy to dodge./span/p
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h2 style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; ; font-weight: normal;"strongspan style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"1 Month Later/span/strong/h2
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"This one wasn't so easy to dodge. He must have had some kind of strength or speed-enhancing quirk because I had never seen anybody but Endeavor move that fast. I had stolen one of his chickens right under his arm. One of the stores was throwing out cooked, boxed chicken, and this was the last one. His foot came screaming towards my face, and I took half a minute to calculate how to doge the best. Pushing off from the ground using my heels seemed to be the best course of action so I did that. And normally I would have got away scot-free, but his foot suddenly changed direction. Heading to where my face now was. I sped up time a little bit to make the pain pass quicker. If someone hits you and you fall, the only thing you can do is curl up into a ball and try not to die. So I pushed the chicken away from me and curled into a ball. He kicked me a few more times but stopped after the fourth. I heard him pick up the chicken and walk away. But before he could leave, I groaned out, "How are you so fast?"/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"He looked back, smirked, and said, "Training, nobody ever expects you to move faster than them if they can't see how you move faster than them." And then he left./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"I lay there on the ground, just trying to breathe and not make too much noise when someone walked up to me. She was short, not as short as me, but much shorter than people usually are. She had a cane and was bending over me./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true""Poor dear. so much hurt at such a young age, come with me and we'll get you fixed up. Kenichi! /spanstrong style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"/Japanese for strong one/strongspan style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true" Get over here!"/span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"Suddenly, a huge man walked up next to the old lady, I don't know how I missed him. He picked me up lightly by the shoulders and started walking, the old lady trailing behind him. They slowed down once they approached a large SUV. I was put into the back with the old lady, lying on my back on a makeshift stretcher, I fell asleep./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" data-preserver-spaces="true"Once I woke up I felt better than before, but not by a ton. I wasn't dirty, but my ribs still didn't feel too good. Not the best, but workable, I was in a small bed, dim lights, water by the bedside, the window was next to me so I had an easy escape route. I drank the water and decided to wait, I was still tired, so I went back to sleep. Tomorrow can wait./span/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"strong style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"AN: First chapter of Life Moves Pretty Fast. This fic will be about Korudo and his evolution. I plan for him to become a hero. But maybe he won't be, we'll see./strong/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"strong style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"Question: If there was one quirk from My Hero Academia that you could have in a quirkless society, what would it be?/strong/p
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p style="color: #0e101a; background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"strong style="background: transparent; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"Humble Hobo out, please review, it'll only take a second./strong/p