Hey guys! Time for a flashback! I thought I might reveal Asuga's backstory through dialogue but I figured this would be easier for both you and me! Also, there is a tiny gore warning for a part near the end of this chapter. I toned it down but I just wanted to make sure you guys were aware. I will put a little reminder near the section and after since it isn't really important for the story anyway.

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The first time I had ever used my quirk was during that incident. I would never forget it.

It was a nice summer season. Not too hot and the occasional breeze made it all the more enjoyable. My family and I had just moved to Japan and were finishing up the moving process. Our apartment was pretty large and could hold our four-person family easily. It was on a lower floor and near a busy road but we didn't mind. We had lived in the United States up until then. Since my mom was Japanese, I had already learned most of the Japanese a kid at my age would've known and maybe more. My dad was all American and had a good grasp on the language. My brother, Asahi, was excelling in Japanese and had been my motivation to follow suit.

I was about six years old and my family had begun to worry about my Quirk. It hadn't manifested yet and all the kids in my class had gained theirs. It was probably one of the reasons we'd moved, but I'd never heard it from them.

Asahi was the light of my life. He always knew how to make me smile. And he had all his dreams in order. His Quirk was called Cell Movement. He could essentially take cells from his body or others and transfer them to another. He knew it wasn't exactly hero material but he wanted to become a rescue hero anyway. He would help others when the other heroes were in the line of fire. Surprisingly, though, he never boasted about his Quirk and hardly ever used it in front of me. He made me feel normal even after we heard the news.

I had gone to the doctor as soon as my parents started questioning my non-existent Quirk. When we got there, the news broke my heart. The doctor said I should stop hoping and accept that maybe I'd never get a Quirk. He pointed to an x-ray of my foot. He said that those without an extra joint in their small toe generally had Quirks, but those with it were almost always Quirkless. And I had the extra joint. I was shook down to the core. I had told my brother that when I got my Quirk, I'd protect him as a hero. Now, I couldn't do that. My brother tried to comfort me when we returned but all I told him was that I was sorry, and he always told me it wasn't my fault. It wasn't, but I had still thought that he would get hurt because I couldn't protect him. To my dismay, I was right.

It was a Saturday so my brother and I were off school. My mom was making food in the kitchen and my dad reading a newspaper on the couch. I was playing a board game with my brother. We finished it up and I went up to see if my mom needed help with the food. As I went to go see, my brother yelled at something that was outside the window. I looked out to see a fight between a hero and a loose villain. That wasn't the reason Asahi was freaking out. I looked closer to see that the hero was the one and only All Might.

"Asuga! Asuga!" My brother yelled. He was so giddy that he was jumping up and down. "Do you know who that is?"

"All Might?" I said nonchalantly. I never cared for heroes, especially after I was pronounced Quirkless. Though, since crime was at a fairly low point in Japan, the villain outside our window was a big surprise.

"Yes! I can't believe it!" Asahi smiled. I looked at him, it was then I saw the light coming from his eyes. His radiant smile, his mint green hair with black roots that framed his face, and those purple eyes I could never stop staring at. Those eyes showed his ambition. Those eyes showed the future he'd never get to see.

I looked down at the villain. He was throwing cars and stop signs at All Might whilst running backwards—he was obviously afraid of going against the number one hero. I figured his Quirk was manipulation of metal containing materials. All Might merely punch them out of the way before running up to the villain. As the villain realized he had no hope of beating the number one hero, he decided a different approach.

"Try dodging this, All Might!" The villain began to pull the metal supports out of a building close by. That building was ours.

I could hear the metal bending and warping inside of our apartment. It only took a few seconds to hear the supports ripping out of the concrete. Soon I was screaming as the walls of our new apartment came crashing down. Dust collected and suddenly I felt like I couldn't move. And it was because I couldn't. I was trapped underneath a fallen support beam that was crushing my small body. I heard a loud noise above me and notice a large piece of concrete and other things that were in our building threatening to fall at any second. Fall right onto me.

"ASUGA!" I heard a voice yell. It was a voice I longed to hear in what might've been my final moments.

"Asahi…" I whimpered weakly. Breathing was a luxury through the weight on me, the dust in the air, and the situation in general. I saw Asahi come into my range of view with wide eyes.

"Oh god, Asuga." He spoke in English, our native tongue. It was sweet to hear but showed the stress he was going through.

"Asahi, help me. I don't want to go. I don't want to leave you!" I cried in response with English. I could feel the hot tears running down my face.

I large groan was heard in the ceiling above and we both looked up at the slab that threatened my life. I looked back at Asahi with fearful eyes. He stared back with the same purple ones. I knew he was thinking about how he could save me but even he couldn't move a muscle with all the debris. At that moment, I wished I was there with him and not under a piling of debris awaiting my death. I wished I could be where he was and live to see another day.

Suddenly, I wasn't under the pile of rubble anymore. I was right where Asahi was. My wish had come true… but at a price. I heard an infamous groan behind me and whipped around to see the same slab of concrete hovering over a body that was trapped under another pile of rubble. That body was no longer me.

"Asahi? Wait, no." I whispered in fright.

"Asuga?" Asahi replied in an equal amount of surprise. "Did your quirk just manifest…?"

"I-I don't know…" I looked down at my hands only to be interrupted by that same groan I had been so fearful of. Now it wasn't for me, it was for Asahi.

"I love you, Asuga." Asahi said. "Own your quirk. Choose your own path. Don't let anyone stop you. Be confident in yourself because you're the best you that has ever been."

"I love you too, Asahi." I choked through tears. "Aishiteru!"

CRASH!

Faster than I could comprehend, my brother was gone. It seemed like the building wasn't collapsing any longer, however, for me, my whole world was crashing down around my mom nor my dad had given any sign that they were alive so… were they…? Would I see them again?

Through the haze of the moment, I stumbled out of apartment through the crushed windows. I could see a crowd being held back by heroes and police officers. Quickly, they noticed me. There was a great deal of surprise that I came out and a lot of people swarmed me with questions and tried to keep me to assess the situation and other things I didn't feel like handling. Unintentionally using my newfound Quirk, I Switched away from their grasp and headed towards a back alley.

Who knows how far I got before a large figuring smacked into me. I mere glance upwards would rack me to the core.

Standing in front of me was none other than the metal-moving villain that ripped the supports from my building. He was the reason my brother was dead.

"What are you doing, kid? Who do you think you're looking at?" That face of a monster, a murderer. Overwhelming emotions took a hold of me. Fear, hate, anger, anguish. Revenge.

I dropped to my knees. My chin was dripping with tears as I clutched my chest. The pain was unimaginable. The realization of who was in front of me finally came through. This was how I could avenge Asahi. I had a Quirk so who knew what I could do?

For the first time, purple bubbles appeared around the villain. Each their own shape and size. Cubes, spheres, cones, blobs. Any shape you could think of surrounded the villain. Then, I let my Quirk fulfill its purpose. I watched as the man in front of me was shot around in every which way. His rag doll looking body was tossed about. And, as soon as it started, it was over. The villain laid unconscious on the ground, a pained look on his face.

Gore Warning!

That wasn't what scarred my memory. His arms and legs were bent at odd angles. Blood was pooling under him and was spattered about. Even being so young then, I can still remember the image vividly.

End of Gore Warning (See, you didn't miss much!)

Slowly, I stepped away from the body. I then heard voices coming near where I was, so I began to run. I ran and ran and ran. And ever since then, I had never stopped running.

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This chapter took me soooo long to write! I did a lot of back and forth. At first, Asahi wasn't supposed to be... well, you know... by Asuga and the villain would end up doing that and Asahi would die being a hero by saving Asuga. But, I didn't want that. Don't get me wrong! Asahi deserves to end with being a hero but I thought I'd change it to Asuga ending up more of a villain. It will also end being more character development for her (heh... I'm lazy).

See ya!