Y/n's P.O.V
Emptiness
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That's all he could feel
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It also felt weird. He knew that either he's dead or close to his death, but it didn't felt like that. He tried to feel his body and to his surprise he felt it completely intact. He remembered that his eyes were destroyed but surprisingly when he opened his eyelids, his eyesight came back.
He looked around his surroundings and saw that he was in some sort of endless black void, one thought came in his mind after this and that was,
Am I dead ????
He stood up and started walking, after sometime he saw a puddle of water on what he supposed was the ground, when he looked at his reflection in the puddle, he was more then surprised,
His hair had completely turned white and his eyes were now a shade of silver. Suddenly the whole void started to shake. Y/n closed his eyes in fear but as the shaking stopped he opened his eyes and was met by the morning sunshine. He inspected his surroundings and gasped as he knew where he was,
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This was the home of his family where he spent his childhood.
Soon a child with black hair and brown eyes came running and stepped on the puddle where y/n saw his reflection. The child shouted with enthusiasm,
Child: Mama !!! Papa !!! Hurry up we're gonna be late.
Y/n saw the childs face and instantly recognized it. The child was the younger version of himself and it seems the void was playing a memory of the day that changed his life or most importantly
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Destroyed his life!!!!!!!!
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He remembered that day they were going to meet Nighteye to check what y/n's quirk would be. Nighteye had the ability to look into someone's future. His parents wanted to know as they couldn't wait for him to turn 4 years old, well mostly his father but his mother was also curious.
Nonetheless he remembered how it went and it played in front of him.
He saw how Nighteye said that y/n would be quirkless and become a villian when he gets old. He remembered how his mother paled and how his father's face contorted with anger after hearing that. When they reached home, his father immediately started beating him up while his mother tried to stop him
(F/n): You're not my child, You're a freak, You're a monster. Go to hell !!!
He finished by throwing little y/n on the floor as he stormed back to his room. His mother immediately rushed to his side and asked he was ok, but y/n, crying, asked her a question,
Little(y/n): M-Mama am I a monster ??
(M/n): No my little chipmunk, you're not a monster.
Little(y/n): But why does daddy hate me ?? Did I do something wrong?
(M/n): No my child you didn't do anything wrong. Stay strong son because I'll always be by your side.
A scowl appeared on y/n's face as he saw this memory, he didn't want to see these memories anymore but a voice alerted him form his side. He turned to his side to see the younger version of himself but this version had white hair and silver eyes just like him at the moment.
Little(y/n): She lied didn't she ?
Y/n did not know how to answer this question. So he answered it in the most simple way,
(Y/n): Yeah she lied to you, to me.
They both turned their gaze forwards as they saw the past replay.
How after he turned four and announced quirkless, his mother started to distance herself from him. Sometimes she even started to beat him for no reason.
He saw how his younger self was being beaten by his mother. Tears welled up in his eyes as he glanced towards his side and saw his younger self doing the same. They both now turned their attention forwards where the memory was playing.
Time passed by for y/n as this continued for a whole another year. When he turned five, he didn't expected to have a birthday celebration as his parents didn't even acknowledge him let alone celebrate his birthday. But one day y/n was walking back to his house from the store as he was suddenly grabbed by his shoulders and a cloth was placed on his mouth. He tried to fight back but soon passed out due to the chloroform on the cloth.
Y/n woke up and tried to stand and walk but he soon realized that he was chained to the wall. He screamed, cried for help but no one came. Suddenly the door opened of the room that he was in and a man walked in chuckling. He bent down to his level and said to him,
Kidnapper: No one's gonna come and rescue you kid. You're here as my stress reliever, you're probably wondering how I'm gonna relieve my stress with you?
Y/n was scared he didn't know what to do, so he nodded in the man's direction.
Kidnapper: Good boy. Now let me answer your question. I'm gonna relieve my stress and anger by beating you with this.
He chuckled while he moved his hand up to show a whip. Y/n was terrified, he started crying and screamed, but soon he was silenced by a slash from the whip.
Kidnapper: Now be a good boy and endure this.
All they could hear were the screams of their younger self being beaten by the kidnapper. This continued for two whole years.
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Two years
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Two years. Pain and misery that's all he felt His hair had started to lose it's original color as well his eyes due to lack of melanin in the eye as he was barely fed by the kidnapper. He had lost all hope of being rescued by anyone, for the first year he waited, he cried and screamed for help, but no one came.
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But today was an exception.
The kidnapper hadn't replaced the chains on y/n for two years and in that time period the chains had started to come lose from the wall and today y/n felt like he could break them.
He pulled the chains from the wall with all his might and miraculously they came off from the wall. Y/n was happy to get out of here and go back to his home. He slowly tiptoed to the door and opened it slowly, he peered in the hallway to see if the kidnapper was there and luckily he wasn't there. He opened the door and tiptoed slowly, all those years of torture and abuse had did a number on his body, he was like a walking cloth hanger. He came out of the hallway and saw the front door, he quickly bolted towards it and tried to open it but to his misery it was locked.
He felt tears in his eyes, but quickly tried to find a window or any space through which he could escape. He found a window and quickly ran towards it. He breathed in as he tried to open the window and hoped that it will open
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And luckily it opened.
He immediately jumped through the window and fell on the hard ground, injuring his knee in the process. but he didn't care about that, all he cared about was to get out of there and go home.
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He was taken in by an orphanage as the authorities did not believe that he was y/n, the son of the iconic hero duo. More importantly f/n or shield had told them that even if they found y/n's dead body, he and his family doesn't care and have no connection with him.
y/n spent most of his childhood at the orphanage where he was schooled. most of the kids avoided him there as he was quirkless and some even bullied him. but he endured it all as he just wanted to be with his family and
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To be loved
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The memory stopped playing and they both looked at each other, while the younger y/n was lightly sobbing, y/n had a face filled with anger and hatred. He wanted them to face the pain that he has faced throughout his whole life, but he was pulled out of his thoughts when be heard his younger self crying out loud.
Little y/n: I just wanted to be loved but I didn't get what I wanted.
Y/n walked towards his younger self and sat beside him.
Little y/n: After that I just wanted to leave this world, but then I saw how heroes are remembered greatly when they die so I also wanted to be a hero. So I could save people and go out with a bang and then be remembered. But I-I.......
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I didn't even get that.
Y/n couldn't bear to see his younger self in this much pain, he also felt pain, greater then any pain he had felt before. He pulled his younger self into a hug and stroked his back to calm him down.
His younger self broke into tears as the child couldn't hold it in anymore. Y/n also felt tears running down his cheeks.
Y/n: We both have suffered so much throughout our lives, we always tried to help those who were close to us and not ourselves and those people always ditched us, betrayed us, tortured us, abused us BUT NO MORE, No more being tortured, no more pain, no more suffering in our lives. If the world doesn't accept us then we'll force it to accept us.
Little y/n: Isn't that wrong?
Y/n: That isn't wrong, we aren't doing anything wrong, the one who is in the wrong is,
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THE WORLD.
They both smiled at each other and little y/n hugged y/n and he hugged him back. Soon after the whole void was filled with white light.
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Broken,yet still alive
A disappointing end roll
Yet no matter how many times my heart breaks
I will keep on going
Every time I breathe
I sink into a sea of loneliness
I just need to let go of parts of me
Accept myself and keep on fighting.
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IN AN UNKNOWN LOCATION:
A boy is seen lying in the wheat field. Said boy has white hair and looks to be in his teen age.
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In elegy,little by little his face changes
And in the midst of night, he starts to breathe.
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The dawn is here as the sun is rising. Sun rays fell on the boy's face and in response he,
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OPENS HIS EYES.