Kiss (BNHA X reader)

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~backstory~

my sisters 4th birthday finally arrived and we all celebrated. mom took us out to dinner and we played at the park afterward. I found other kids my age so I went to say hi.

on the one hand, there was a girl with pink hair and skin, which interested me. then there was a mean looking Pomeranian haired boy- yup that's the choice. his hair was so interesting. my eyes were glued to it as I walked up. his back was turned so I stretched up on my tip toes and...

I touched his hair and pet it. it was surprisingly soft. "ack- w-what the hell are you doing" the boy looked at me, red faced as my hand retracted. "your hair- agh! i'm sorry! sometimes when something interest me, my actions take over and I don't really pay attention to what I do" I said frantically.

"SISSY" I hear my sister fearful voice say. I look toward her and see her floating in the air with a pair of glorious pure-white wings. I sprout my own pair and flap over to her with a big grin on my face.

the kids at the park stared in wonder and semi admiration at my sister's glowing wings and halo. I grab her hand as she looks at me with tears in her eyes. my mother and brothers join us in the sky. we all carry her down to the ground and hugged.

oh how I wished this pure moment would've lasted forever.

a week later at 12:00 AM

crash! bang! scream!

I woke up, startled, and rushed out of my room. "m-momma" I cry out.

I run into her bedroom and see her lifeless body laying on the carpeted floor, drenched in blood. I rushed over to her, shaking her. tears stain my face. "MOMMA! WAKE UP! PLEASE WAKE UP" I scream.

my twin brother comes into the room just as a villain bursts from the closet. "hey there kiddos! you almost make me feel bad for killing dear mommy! oh well! now be good little captives and get me away from the cops, why dontcha" he said, a blood covered knife curled in his fingers. "you... you killed her! you bastard!" I growl. my quirk activates unintentionally. my teeth grow fang, my nails grow into claws, a tail sprouts from my lower back and ears of a wolf pop onto the top of my head. my little sister almost enters the room until my brother stops her.

Kenichi must've left from this. good. I don't want him getting hurt.

I jump and grip the hand in which the villain held his knife, my increase in strength from the transformation overpowering him.

then...

red

I vaguely remember that day, the only clear thing being my mother's dead body. all it is was screaming, sirens, running and blood coated hands. my blood coated hands. the reason I wasn't persecuted was because 1. self defense 2. he was a villain who was charged to be a serial killer and other criminal charges 3. I was 9 years old 4. my quirk took over.

now I spend my days alone on the streets. it's not as bad as it sounds. pick pocket strangers, get food, and that's it. of course i'm not that terrible. I always turn their wallet back into the police so i'm an absolute monster. but, in the great words of the theory of Darwin, survival of the fittest. the fittest isn't exactly the richest or the one with most food, but the one who is the slickest. i'm probably wrong, but hey, it keeps me fed. I wouldn't call it stealing. more, borrowing permanently without asking. I mean, everyone keeps the money rolling. I goes in a circle. it's only your turn with it, so i'm only forcefully taking my turn.

tonight I was watching my sister. she was so peaceful. she had gotten a foster family after... the incident. she had friends in school and she was doing awesome. I hope she still remembers me.

after I made sure she was sleeping peacefully, I wandered off. I decided to go get some food. I found a small convenient store and went inside. I went to the back and grabbed a coke slushy and a sandwich. I then walked to the front, paid with my "borrowed" money, and left, enjoying my bounty.

I walked around the city, eating and drinking my stuff. then suddenly, a black haired man hopped from a building, down in front of me. "what're you doing out here this late. from the looks of it, you should at least be at home" the shagged man said. "uh. oh I take midnight walks. my parents allow it" I lie. "mhm. that's some immaculate lying there kid" he smirked. oH shit. "well it's true" i shrugged. "it's quirk related issues. my quirk is kind of unpredictable so if I sleep for more than 12 hours, it'll activate on it's own. so I take late night walks when I sleep to much during the day" I falsely explained. he "tched" and left.

I sighed and decided to head to the outskirts of the city to stay out of any hero's attention.

I was walking the outskirts and came upon an abandon bread factory. it was shut down for finance purposes. I opened the rusty door and stalked into the dark place. I walked around until I found a generator. well, let's give this thing a jumpstart. I sprouted the tail of an eel and shocked the generator, making it to spark and sputter. then a small brr resonated from the machine and lights started to flicker. then the lights created a dim, steady glow.

fun fact: electric eels can generate about 600 volts of electricity

in this ff your electricity is stronger that that of an electric eel. up to 1,000,000,000 (a million) volts but that causes utmost fatigue. you only used 17 volts here. 

I stayed up for a bit and then went to sleep on some flour bags. .

the morning sun shone brightly through the window of the building. I yawned and stretched. I dusted the flour off my clothes and decided to change. I went to the backpack that I usually carried around and pulled out my clothes. black ripped skinny jeans, white cropped tanktop, and a black cropped hoodie that I rolled the sleeves up to my elbows on. I put my other clothes in bag and zipped it up, slinging it over my shoulder.

I arrive at the store and grabbed a doughnut to eat. I walked the streets of the city as I always did. the usual