Asia shook her head, ridding herself of the memories. She let out a breath before stepping into the room.

Asia looked at the kids that we trapped in a cage in the middle of the room, sleeping soundly

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Asia looked at the kids that we trapped in a cage in the middle of the room, sleeping soundly.

"Elijah! Mohammed!" She ran towards her children, only for them to be yanked away , seconds away from being within her grasp.

She watched as her children began to lift up higher and higher until it touched the roof.

She used her strings to attempt to pull them down.

"Uh uh uh~"

Her strings froze as she flipped around fast trying to see her father, the man of the voice.

"Asia-Chan~ you know what would happen if you tried to get them down without a key?"

Asia stayed quiet.

The floor began to open up, wind bellowing and sucking in everything in its vicinity.

Asia used her strings to grab onto something bolted to the ground, stationing herself so she wouldn't be sucked away.

The rattling of the small cage holding her babies began to rattle.

"Please stop it! You're hurting them!" Her eyes welled as she could hear the sounds of her children crying from being woken up abruptly.

There was no response, but the wind began to lessen as the floor closed.

"Well...." Asia could her mother's voice through the intercom now "we've been curious of the extent of your quirk since the day we attempted to fetch you."

Asia gritted her teeth, bitting back all the things she wanted to say, the things she wanted to yell—-!

"Depending on your performance.... we'll give you the key for your...." her voice held disgust "kids."

Asia couldn't help but raise a brow, they are being awfully.... nice.

She wanted to hurl at the mere thought of them being 'kind'. But they were, they could've used her kids as a way to manipulate her to do their bidding- and no, Asia, wasn't being pessimistic, they've done it before-

Wether it would be her toys, her clothes, her daily necessities, food, shelter, her friends.

As bad as it is, she wouldn't be surprised if they used her own family against her.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 19, 2021 ⏰

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