Flashback Chapter (Mostly)

Quick A/N here: This entire chapter is a flashback. However, I'm just going to say right now that the last flashback is not completely accurate about what happened. The full, real story of this flashback and what happened will be given in a later chapter as well as the reasoning for why Shinobu remembers it wrong. For now, just know that yes, one of these flashbacks is not consistent with what has been revealed thus far, and that is on purpose. Kay. Thanks :)

Shinobu's Age: 5 years old

I watched the doctor talking to my parents. The world of silence I had lived in for the past year is a place I had grown quite comfortable, but I saw how sad it made Mommy and Daddy. We had already had to move three times because of me. For some reason, when I would get upset and cry, glass would break, Mommy would always cry, and then we would move. I don't know how it happened, but I knew it was my fault, which just made me cry more. This last time, we had to move to a house away from the city. There were no other houses near us, and I was pretty sure it was my fault.

After a couple of minutes of the doctor talking with Mommy and Daddy, Mommy turned to me with a big smile on her face, and I got excited. Mommy smiled less and less lately, especially at me. She quickly began signing to me, and I also noticed that Daddy looked quite excited too.

"Shinobu, this nice doctor here said that he can help you hear again!" Mommy signed excitedly causing my eyes to widen with hope and curiosity as I signed back.

"Really?"

"Yes, baby. The doctor is going to give you some medicine that will help you control your quirk better, and then you'll be able to hear again and not break anything when you talk or cry just like all the other kids in your class!" Her response made me smile. I would be able to be a normal kid again. Though I didn't think not being able to hear was the worst thing ever, I knew it was wrong to not be able to hear. Otherwise, Mommy and Daddy wouldn't be so focused on helping me hear again.

The doctor, who was kind of scary if I was being honest, handing me a medium sized clear purple pill. I really didn't want to take it, and I was really scared, but I saw how hopeful and happy Mommy and Daddy looked so I took it and immediately swallowed it as Mommy handed me a glass of water, which I drank after swallowing the pill.

The effects weren't immediate, but they might as well have been. My eyes widened when I heard a garbling of words followed by then gradually becoming more clear as my ears adjusted to all the new sounds.

"Ah… It seems to be working. How do you feel, Shinobu-chan?" the doctor's voice was kind of proud, like he already knew the results without me telling him. My head was hurting, pounding even, but I saw how happy Mommy and Daddy were. I didn't want them to worry anymore. I had caused enough trouble for them already, but my head was hurting so bad that tears filled my eyes.

"M-my head hurts," I croaked, my voice weak from disuse and cracking from the pain I was feeling from the medicine, "It hurts r-really bad..." The doctor and my parents dismissed the pain I was feeling as a side effect of suddenly being able to hear after not being able to for nearly a year.

"You'll be fine. It's a normal side effect. Your brain is just hurting because it's trying to get used to processing all this information again," the doctor stated dismissively as my dad got out his checkbook.

"See, sweetie? You just have to be strong for a little bit, and you'll be okay. You're gonna be like other kids again! We won't have to move anymore, Shinobu! Isn't that great?" Mommy encouraged with a huge hopeful smile on her face. Not wanting to disappoint her or Daddy, I decided to just nod. I would be alright if they and the doctor said so.

-Small Time Skip (One Week Later)-

I was wrong. I was not alright. Everything hurt. I no longer wanted to eat very often, and the headaches came within minutes of taking that medicine every time. I was always tired, but every time I told Mommy and Daddy that I didn't want to take the medicine, they would tell me that I just needed to endure it a little longer and that I was doing such a good job and being such a big girl. Not wanting to disappoint them, I simply smiled and agreed to keep trying.

Shinobu's Age: 15 years old

It had been about ten years since I had taken that first clear purple pill, and the side effects had not gotten less severe like the doctor had assured my parents. In fact it was quite the opposite. What was originally severe headaches had turned into full on migraines. What had been light aching in my joints had become excruciating pain that would hit after I finally quit moving, usually as I got ready to go to bed. Finally, what had started off as a loss of appetite had turned into throwing up almost everything I would eat.

Ten times, I had been hospitalized for malnutrition to the point where my parents had been investigated for neglect. Thanks to the doctor that my parents had been pouring money into; however, it was determined that it was an issue of having a very weak stomach with higher acidity than most people. I had begged and begged my parents to let me quit taking the pills.

At around age 13, I had outright refused to take them. However, at the pressure of my mother and the doctor, my dad had literally forced them down my throat every single day until I complied and agreed to start taking them again. The force feedings had caused me to cough up blood slightly, and when I had confronted my parents, they told me that the doctor had told them ahead of time that a little bleeding from my throat was to be expected after having to do that.

But this day had been different. Ever since that conversation, I had given up on trying to convince my parents to let me stop taking my pills and had forced myself to swallow one every single day. So what was different about today? Today, I had tried to take a pill five different times. But every time, no more than five minutes after swallowing one of the purple pills, it would come back along with whatever liquid I had used to chase it down. My ears were ringing and my throat was burning from throwing up so many times.

Glancing down at the pill in my hand, I tried again, determined to keep it down this time. The water I chased it down with burned my throat as though it were acid, and this time, it lasted less than a minute. The heaving wracked my whole body as I once again vomited into the toilet I had been sitting beside since my third failed attempt at taking my medicine. As I wretched and vomited water and bile into the toilet, I felt my consciousness fading as the last thing I saw was a clear purple pill.

I didn't know how much time had passed since I had passed out beside the toilet, but I awoke to a blanket of darkness and numbness. It was then that I realized, I had canceled all 5 of my senses. This had only happened once before when I had been an hour late taking my suppressants around age 12. That time I only had to take my medicine and then I was fine. But before I had passed out, I had taken the last pill that I had with me, so I decided to try and force off my cancellation quirk.

God, it hurt. I didn't realize it would hurt my head so freaking bad just to stop the quirk. It felt like my brain was imploding on itself as I let out a scream of pain right as I stopped my quirk; however, when I screamed, my voice quirk activated stronger than it ever had. My eyes were met with a sight I wish I had never seen.

The house was shaking, glass shards were everywhere, and in a matter of seconds, the house had collapsed. It was then that I remembered Oh no! Mom and dad are home! I was fortunate that since I had caused the damage, my voice had caused the roof directly above me to fly off. I had a couple of small bruises and scratches from broken glass and the towel rod falling on me, but that was it.

After stumbling over the rubbled remains of our house and dodging pieces that were falling from the parts of the ceiling that were still in tact, I finally made it to my parents room. Tears began flowing down my cheeks as I found them with the lower half of their bodies stuck under one of the fallen support beams, except mom has a broken piece of wood sticking out of her stomach. I ran to them and began trying to explain.

"Mom, dad! I'm so sorry… I didn't mean to!" I cried and apologized, my voice cracking as I looked to see my parents' eyes filled with hatred and disgust.

"Sorry doesn't fix this, you useless child!" my dad yelled angrily, "My wife and I are going to die because of your selfishness!"

"You're a monster! You refused to take your suppressant again didn't you? We were stuck in a void of nothingness for HOURS and woke up to be crushed to death!" my mom screamed. I begged her to stop and that I was sorry, but she wasn't done.

"I don't know why UA would accept a VILLAIN like you into their hero program! What kind of hero kills her parents with her own selfishness! I wish you had never been born!" she finished before passing out and taking one last shallow breath before she was completely still. My dad turned to me with a look of insanity and hatred in his chartreuse eyes that matched mine.

"You killed my wife, your mother. You're a…," he took one more breath and used it to finish his sentence, "murderer." At that, he too was still, and I looked around desperately calling for someone, anyone to help my parents. Maybe someone with a shock quirk could revive them. I mean medical technology and quirks were getting more powerful and advanced all the time right?! Then, I got sight of a familiar head of unruly blonde hair.

"Hizashi-nii!" I yelled out, running up to him and clinging to him in desperation. He looked at me with worried green eyes before his eyes darted to my parents' lifeless bodies before returning to me with a much more hardened expression.

"What happened to Auntie and Uncle, Shinobu?" he asked me, his voice distant and angry. I burst into sobs as I told him what happened. As soon as my story finished, he shoved me away from him and to the ground before standing over me angrily.

"You killed them. The other kids were right. You really do have a villain's quirk!" Hizashi yelled angrily at me before activating his quirk to scream at me, "I WISH YOU HAD NEVER BEEN BORN! MURDERER!" I covered my ears as I felt them began to bleed, my eyes going wide as I saw a large, sharp piece of wood that had previously been dangling from the already unstable ceiling, fall in what appeared to be slow motion as it pierced Hizashi-nii straight through his head and down through the middle of his body, coughing up blood that hit my face.

Flashbacks End

I woke up screaming at the top of my lungs, and I wonder how I had avoided activating my voice quirk yet. That was until I noticed the strong arms wrapped securely around me, and I looked up to see Shouta with his eyes glowing red and his inky black hair defying gravity.

"Shinobu, what happened?" his low, tired voice rumbled worriedly causing me to turn to him with tears in my eyes and shame in my heart.

"I-I shouldn't be alive… I'-I'm a… murderer!"

Song: Migraine by twenty one pilots