Don't let me go. (Todoroki x oc)

Father's Mercy

I don't know if this will be true, but I cannot think of things like that right now. There is still uncertainty in his eyes but I hold his hand tight as I repeat,

"Go, Sho-yo. I'll be fine. I'll see you again, okay?"

I'll see you again...

Right?

Don't let me go.

Shojiro's Quirk: AirDisk

Similar to Ikari's Quirk, Shojiro's Quirk is associated with air. He can create frisbee-like swirls of air that can be flung around like a boomerang. They can bounce off solid walls and other objects. The edges are sharp and can cut through anything if the user is strong. Depending on ability, the user can fling up to twenty disks at a time. Each air disk will disappear at a maximum of thirty seconds.

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I cannot keep this up much longer.

Sweat drips down my face as Shojiro flings another disk at me, the air swirling and spinning on his hand. I shift to the side just as it whizzes past me, my heart jumping. Another ricochets off a piece of rubble, aimed straight for my head, and I dodge that as soon as I see it. Another three disks fly around me, dividing my concentration. Parts of my body are cut and bruised, and every time I step on my cut leg, I wince in pain. Even my forehead is gushing out blood, blinding my sight.

I curse as another disk whips toward me, shallowly slicing my side. I jump back, gritting my teeth, fire running up my stomach.

I cannot lose to him.

He rushes at me again, this faster than before, eyes glinting maliciously.

His eyes are not like Shojiro's. They are of a murderer's.

It sends chills through my back-- it's Shojiro, but he's... off.

I dodge, disks whistling past me faster than before. The blood from my forehead trickles down my cheeks, down my neck. I shift back, the disks bouncing towards me at alarming speed.

Before I can even react, my whole body ignites with pain. I scream as I slam to the ground, my back landing with a slight crack.

The dome above me swirls around like a kaleidoscope. I dig my nails deep into the dirt.

Get up. Get up. Get up.

I grit my teeth, my arms shaking with useless effort. My body refuses to work. After another failed attempt, I collapse to the ground. From my left, light footsteps approach me. I find Shojiro's dead, silver eyes shining with strange excitement. The disks he had summoned has disappeared. Something like knuckles cracking reaches my ears.

"Wait, no—"

A line of white fire runs through my stomach. My breakfast churns in my stomach and I desperately try to hold in the vomit, but to no avail. I sputter out my food, but Shojiro does not stop and kicks me in the chest, then the legs, again and again.

Blood pools in my mouth as I spit it out furiously, trying to get up as he lands his jabs. Each time I try to stand, he just lands another harder punch.

Shojiro's going to kill me.

I thought I'd never think of this, but here I am— being beaten up by my own brother. Betrayal simmers. I can barely even see his silhouette. My vision is stained with red as I try to carry myself.

After the fifth blow, I lay broken on the debris, my eyes blinded by blood. My mouth burns from acid. I lay motionless, my stomach threatening to throw up the little food I still had left in it.