Tale of The Nine Tailed (Katsuki Bakugo x Shoto Todoroki)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 1

"𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝘅 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘀 100 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱, 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗻. 𝗔 𝗳𝗼𝘅 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 1000 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘂𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹. 𝗜𝘁𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝗳𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗻 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲,"

Darkness was all he could see.

On this night where everything, was supposed to be just wonderful.

His parents have reconciled, no more heated quarrel, no more pressure on their relationship. Laughter filled their ride. A vacation filled with delighted memories was what they're heading to. His siblings teasing each other and Shoto was awed by the All Might, his favourite hero figurine which he received as a birthday gift.

Correct, tonight was Shoto's birthday.

They were scheduled to celebrate such a valuable event merrily as a family.

Toya and Natsuo spitting out their joking pout for not receiving hero figurines.

Fuyumi suggesting they should also go to a funfair.

His reconciled parents flirting also made Toya nearly puked.

It was such a warming scene.

However, a tragedy occurred.

Their laughter was replaced by cries of atrocity. An accident that emerged sent them into dread.

"H-Help...help,"

Faint pained whimpers were heard from Shoto's dying siblings, their parents were lifeless. Shoto was stuck in his seat. Eyes fluttered open to notice someone was walking nearby their car. He shouted at the top of his lungs for help.

And everything turned ebony.

"Sho-!"

"-to!"

"Shoto!"

Shoto was jolted from his slumber on the couch, to see his brother grinning wide at him. The child slowly moved to sit, rubbing his eyes with the back of his palm.

"You're awake, damn- that's one scream. What are you dreaming about?" Natsuo asked, looking concerned.

A nightmare? Only a nightmare? That scene...felt so real.

"So...that was just a dream," He murmured.

Natsuo chuckled, patting his little brother's back before scurrying to the kitchen to peek over the lunch their mother was making. The door was opened by their father, complaining how he was tired from a day of working. Other siblings tackled him into a big hug.

It's peaceful. Everything is.

They sat on the couch and his father opening the television, news was airing.

The child's eyes planted on his All Might figurine, a smile sketched on his lips.

Though, the smile slowly faded.

His figurine only had one arm...?

Shoto then turned over to his arm sleeve, where he could see a droplet of blood on it. A laugh-filled the house, but something was odd. They're laughing at the airing news.