Run run run. I've got run. I've got to run I've got to run I've got to run! I can't get caught - Ugh! Too many Quirks' my body is getting torn apart. I can't go back there, they'll kill me! No, they'll do worse - more testing means more quirks! Who am I? Where am I from? All of these questions running torment in my head. Why can't I remember?
Come back my child, you need more brainwashing
Ah! Who is that? Is someone there? All I remember is light than a corridor. Trees Trees. Now small building then tall building and back to small. Like a tidal wave. I feel the air course through my body like blood in my veins. Is this my quirk? Air manipulation? I don't know. Every time I tried to test it I got a whip to the back. I'm Free Free Free. Free from hell, Free from abuse.
There's no need to run my child, or you will suffer torment.
Who is that in my head! His voice is getting lower and lower. Wait, I know who I am! I am Erissan. What's my last name?! What is it?
Run. Run run run
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He looks over the city skyline. Never the one to be in the Lime Light or on the news as a pro. He keeps mainly In the shade, working in shadows to take down lurking villains.
Huff huff huff huff huff huff huff.
Exhausted breathing? Under me, running on the ground. They're light, not a big villain, most likely a little girl...
huff huff huff huff huff huff huff.
They are extremely light actually. He pulls his goggles over his eyes and swoops down to the alley to investigate the noise.
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He waits just about around the corner, the alley being illuminated by nothing but the moon. He could easily block off the persons escape root.
Something attacks from above? Air whistle through the night as a little girl shoots air streams at him. He dodges all of them but the last one struck him in the face. How is she so strong and agile. She flips doing moves only a gymnast would know shooting air blasts after air blast.
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She looks pissed off.
He straightens his posture, analyzing any openings. She's been trained well. Almost too good. He looks down at the girl; a mass of nappy blue hair, eyes as grey as the sun peeking through, dressing in a cloak with shorts and a shirt underneath it.
"Hey."
She breathes heavy, hands at the ready, waiting for her opponent to strike again.
"I'm a Pro hero, you don't need to attack me."
"You're going to give me more quirks! I can't take any more. Let me FREE!" she screams.
The man, clearly dumbfounded. "What?"
"You can't take me back. No more Quirks. No more abusing."
She shoots a wave of air knocking everything over.
He's not having this.
His eyes flash red, his hair flares and her quirk is disabled. The child, in confusion, kicked and swung but the pro grabbed her by the hood of her cloak.
She tries to claw and bite but the pro holds her out until she gives up. Her eyes have dark rings around them. The skin under her eyes sags in despair. One thing he didn't notice about her before was that she had a long, black tail like a chimpanzee.
"Where is your home?" he asked nicely.
' Don't take me... back."
"Where are your parents?"
I don't... I don't have any..."
How does one deal with little kids? How is anyone in their twenties supposed to know? At least she wasn't a toddler, or he wouldn't know.
"Do you have a name kid?"
"My... my name is Erissan.?
What is this child? Part of him doesn't want to know.
"Don't take me back..."
"I'm not gonna take you back." The man gently carries the little girl with his arms.
"Your safe now kid."
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The man gave Erissan food, water, and a room to sleep in at his house. The man and a few people he knew tried to find out where she came from. Days turned into months, then years, as the search went to hell.
When she finally woke up, he first asked how was she doing and what is her quirk. She told him that the quirk allowed her to manipulate air while the tail lets her feel the vibrations in the to let her attacks be more on point. He was amazed at the skills that she showed. He hoped that one day she would be a prodigy.
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"A hero is somebody who is selfless, who is generous in spirit, who just tries to give back as much as possible and help people. A hero to me is someone who saves people and who really deeply cares."
"What so you want me to throw myself into every bullet I see?" Erissan remarked.
"No you brat! I'm saying to be a hero is means you step across the line and are willing to make a sacrifice, so heroes always are making a sacrifice. Heroes always take a risk. Heroes are always deviant." Aizawa yelled.
Training her was pretty easy. Aizawa also relied on agility like Erissan did when she fought. She could easily capture an enemy but was scared to hurt them. Aizawa had to show her that no Villain deserves mercy.
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Her winds are getting more torrent and now she can control tornado's and fly with them. Her accuracy is top-of-the-line. She can slice a pebble in half without destroying anything else. She set herself one goal.
To make it into U.A. on Recommendations.