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𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨...
⠀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴅʟᴇ ‏𖦹 𝘮𝘵. 𝘫𝘰𝘺
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❝ 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 ❞

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❝ 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 ❞

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𝐇𝐔𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐇 𝐕𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐄𝐒, and she had no God.

It was hard to believe in "protectors on high" when you were getting your teeth knocked out by your classmates just for being born different. She'd tried, she really had, but it was hard to latch onto the idea that your divine fate was to be oppressed and looked askance at for the rest of your useless life.

She didn't remember her birth family, and frankly, she didn't need to. They'd left her to rot the moment they learned she'd never manifest a Quirk. Something as tiny as a toe joint could convince a mother to abandon her firstborn without a second thought. How absurd. She only hoped she wouldn't inherit her mother's stupidity. Why even have a child if you aren't prepared to love them no matter what?

She'd been adopted by her grandfather, who had taught her everything she needed to know about the world and then some. How to fight, how to stay alive in a world where everyone wanted her dead. She was a quick study, despite how hard it was to understand why people hated her for something she'd never be able to change.

The first lesson she'd learned at her grandfather's hand was that the only person who could save Huy Linh Vo was Huy Linh Vo. And that was what she did... and then some.

She never imagined she'd become a hero for someone else. But when she did, she realized that even without a Quirk, she could change the world. And when she watched her hero, Lady Nagant, be arrested in front of her eyes, she learned that the world actually needed to be changed. So she'd taken up the boxing gloves, and the gi, and the handgun and the sniper rifle, and anything else she could get her greedy hands on.

She wouldn't be who she was if she hadn't saved Tobi Yamako from falling off a building, that day eight years ago. And he wouldn't be alive if he wasn't for her. A simple enough exchange, for what it wrought.

Now she found that she hadn't done very well at saving him a second time. Gazing at her best friend from over the domed lid of her boba, she felt a familiar hand crushing her heart from inside her ribs. Her grandfather's run-down restaurant was empty this early in the morning, save for the two workers who handled the opening shift.

You shouldn't have come back, was what she'd planned to say, if he decided to return. They're hunting you down, and you shouldn't have come back.

𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓. ⋆˚꩜。 𝘣𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘹 𝘰𝘤Where stories live. Discover now