!!discontinued version!! 《Changeling》 「BakugoxOC」

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WARNINGS: THIS CHAPTER HAS A POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING SCENE!! ALSO, READ THE A/N AT THE BOTTOM. I WILL NOT BE PUTTING A WARNING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CHAPTER

Also, this is dedicated to @Specialmilk for always giving me a laugh when reading through your comments. Thanks mellon~

Anygay, onto the story...

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We had to get to the school early the next day to take Lída to the principal, so we left an hour early. I left dad and Lída at Principal Nezu's office and went to the classroom, seeing no one there. I quickly moved over to my seat and sat down, deciding to pull out my headphones and listen to music. I loved listening to Daughtry and Poets of the Fall, something I got from my mom. I started the playlist I had created, then leaned back against my seat and pulled my knees up to rest against my desk, closing my eyes and just thinking about the last ten years.

My mother died in the villain attack. Due to that, my dad sent me to the United States of America to live with my aunt, believing I would be safer there.

I hadn't understood it then, I still don't completely understand it, but I know he wanted to keep me safe. But back then, I was just a child. I hadn't known about anything of the cruel world.

My aunt quickly got me enrolled in school. It was nice, only my shapeshifting quirk had already manifested and I would shift at random times. I met Alona at that school though. It was easier to control it once I met her.

Alona and I were inseparable. Best friends. Not sisters by blood, but sisters by choice. Wherever she went, I went, wherever I went, she went. By the 4th grade, teachers had stopped trying to split us up. They just put us in the same classroom, desks right next to each other.

6th grade was the year things began to change. My second quirk developed, causing me to need to wear gloves. I couldn't control it, and would often find someone who lost their quirk for a small time or for a long time if I didn't wear the gloves.

Then I met Jordan, a boy who wanted to become a hero. He started to hang out with us and soon the three of us were always together. Then Lída came. She was an exchange student, and we helped her get settled in the school. Pretty soon she told her parents she wanted to stay here and she didn't want to go back to her home country. Surprisingly, they let her.

The four of us had our own little group. But then, things began to get harder for those who had stronger quirks. We were always being told that we had to extinguish them, nullify them. Force them to be weaker. Jordan, whose quirk was called Firebreath, hated this.

Soon he got us all involved in a group. It was a small crime group, but in there, our quirks were worshipped. It was nice. And at first, it didn't seem like we were a part of a villain group.

I followed Jordan because I was blinded by something dangerous. Fake love.

I had developed a crush on him in our 7th grade. Alona knew right from the start. She always knew things like that. By 8th grade we were dating.

At that time, the four of us had gotten to be the top in the crime group. Alona was the Intel tech wizard. Her quirk, Codex, allowed her to hack into systems with a special USB thumb drive. Jordan, Lída and I would infiltrate the building, Jordan was backup for any fights. I would take the USB and Lída was in charge of manipulating the guards.

Lída's quirk was a wonder to me. We called her the Angel of Music. She could manipulate people using music. Entrancing them to do her will or to see what she wanted them to see. She could use any music around her, or use her own, she had a gorgeous singing voice.

While everyone was under the influence, I would plug in the USB, and Alona would work her magic. It was always simple get in, get out jobs.

Then we started doing bigger things. Going after Hero Agencies was one of those things. All of it was done with another group. The League of Villains, American Sector.

"Changeling." I jumped when my headphones were pulled from my head.

I glared at the culprit, the usual angry blonde standing there.

"What the hell?"

"Just come." He gave me a look that said I wasn't getting out of it and so I did, following him outside and to that same place where we had our first whatever you want to call it. He took off his jacket and I did the same. I knew what he wanted. Bakugo even went so far as to take off the uniform shirt, exposing a white tank top underneath. We didn't say anything, just stood opposite of each other and then began the same thing that had happened before. Us throwing punches at each other.
I focused on his movements, trying to predict where the next punch would come from. As he threw a right hook, my mind traveled back to a time when I did something similar with Jordan, only then, I wasn't allowed to retaliate, it was only to learn defense. As a result, my muscles clammed up. I couldn't move, even if I wanted to.

Bakugo noticed this, and thankfully was able to stop the punch in time. I regained control over my body and staggered backwards, gasping for breath. I placed a hand on my chest and looked down, not wanting him to see me at another vulnerable point.

"What the fuck happened there?" Bakugo took a step towards me.

I didn't look at him as I turned and grabbed my jacket, choosing not to speak. I quickly put it on.

"Hey, I'm talking to you! Don't act as if you can't hear me." He grabbed my arm and I flinched, memories I would rather forget coming to the front of my mind. Bakugo dropped my arm after seeing my reaction, a look of surprise on his face. "Kira. Did someone hurt you?" He said in an almost whisper.

I ignored the question, fighting the emotions. I cursed silently as I felt the quirk I tried so hard to control start to stir. My gloves were in the classroom, in my backpack as I hadn't needed them lately.
"Kira, answer me, damn it!" This time I tried to answer, I really did try but my throat closed on me and I couldn't speak. It felt like I couldn't breathe anymore.I looked at the ground, heart racing as I gasped for breath. Not in front of him, please. Once again I clawed at my throat, this time without shifted hands. "Kira." I heard Bakugo's voice call out and heard him take a step towards me. I tried to tell him not to, that I couldn't control that quirk but I couldn't get my voice to work. He came close and then I felt warm arms wrap around me, pulling me into a chest. I couldn't stop the tears. "Let it out."

I stayed there for what felt like a long time. I heard Bakugo growl at people who came close to get away. Finally, I had calmed down enough, but he didn't let go. We stayed like that until a bell rang, signaling to get to class. He pulled away, but stayed near. "You ever tell anyone about this and I will murder you."

Typical Bakugo.

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Heyo!
So I decided to stop putting the warnings in the middle of the chapter. I feel like you should know your  limits and could stop reading this at any moment if you can't. I will keep putting warnings at the beginning of the chapters, however, so you can mentally prepare yourself for what is incoming. 

Anygay, enough of that. We got to look into the backstory of Kira this chappy. Wow. I gave her such a sad past, I'm so mean. ToT Also, what is this, Bakugo being nice??? Lol

Well, here is your question of the chapter: Who's your favorite male and female character from MHA?

Mine are Denki and Mina. I'm weird ok. Surprisingly, it's not the character I simp for.

Also, thank you so much on 100 reads. I'm really glad that people are reading the story. I hope you guys are enjoying it though. The next part will be the stat of the Sports Festival Arc. I'm really excited for it. 

Lav yall and stay golden!!
~Noya