Ch. 28 As an Eight year old.

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After a few months training the crack-heads they finally managed breathing right and could use total concentration.

She smiled and they both started knowing how to use the first few of the six-teen positions, when mina found out how much it was she almost fainted. She knew the first, fifth and tenth from memory and made it her own.

In a few day there was the final selection, Kizuki warned them not to use their quirks, it didn’t affect demons. Maybe hardening could be used for defence, aside maybe to freak them out. But they couldn’t be used to kill.

“Seven days in hell”, Mina cried out as she clutched Kizuki’s kimono, “it’s worse than school!”

Kizuki shook her head, “I was eight when I went to the Final Selection and slayed twenty demons in those nights.” She closed her eyes remembering the gruesome memories, she was kid.

The information made them shook and took a petrified look to her, an eight year old, wasn’t her father the demon king? Was did she have to slay her own kind?

***

“class sit down,” Aizawa looked distressed, “we have a problem in our hands.”

He looked tired, more tired than usually, like he didn’t take his cup of coffee that morning ro that he ran in a villain early that day.

But no, he ran into a demon around four a clock with Kizuki and another guy after it. It was the first time he clearly saw her fighting. He felt bad that he covered for a vigilante like that. He covered a whole organization.

He covered them because they protected his whole family and the city in the shadows of the heroes. So he respected them.

But looked like the demon made Kizuki a . . .

“yesterday night, a demon hit Kizuki with it’s ‘quirk’, making her a— . . .” he was cut off by child’s voice.

She sounded like a seven year year old, “hey, old man, can you let me in! I wanna see daddy.”

Then the door opened making everyone freak out seeing a child Kizuki, her eyes were big and blood red, filled with dullness she always had. Her silver hair was in a low ponytail and wore a dark blue kimono with her usual haori on, that was a smaller version.

Her blue crescent were there and she pouted, “I never saw a pink demon before, she doesn’t smell or sound like one tho.” She said out loud towards no one, but Ashido felt offended, but kept her smile.

“this is Kizuki, I want you guys to take care of her, while her sisters get here.” He explained.

Tears filled her eyes, “where’s Daki and Akaza-chan!” she whipped her eyes with the long and wide sleeves of her kimono. Her eyes then widened when she saw Momo, “Onee-Chan!”

Izuku was lost, didn’t his sister have mint colored hair? And who as Daki and Akaza? Maybe a friend?

Aizawa made that Momo, Bakugou and Mina would take care for her while she was kid, since the sisters had some trouble in their hands at the moment, something of their superior having trouble. He wasn’t sure. And he didn’t care.

But while they were at school she’d stay with Eri, he trusted the six year-old to be nice with the demon. Plus the two looked similar.

***

“Is ‘Eri’ nice?” Kizuki asked as she held Aizawa’s hands and walked forward, her red eyes like apool of blood staring into his.

Aizawa felt a chill down his spine like she knew his every thought with those big eyes of hers. Her younger form reminded him of Eri, but her gaze was what scared him a bit.

He always questioned how her childhood was like, he didn’t quite know how she grew up as. He knew her father was a demon king and all that, but her mother . . . where was she?

“Yes, yes she is. She’s around your age.” He answered as his dad-mode turned on, “one question.”

The silver haired child nodded, “go on.” She spoke like an adult but he could see that she was thought to speak clearly like that.

“Your mother, where is she?” he asked calmly trying not to pry, even if he already did.

She stopped in her tracks and let go of his hands, her eyes looking down: “mommy was never home, since she passed away when I was born.” A dark shadow fell over her eyes. “Either way I have Nakime-Chan to replace her!

Nakime? Just like a few minutes ago she mentioned ‘Daki’ and ‘Akaza’, who where they? So like that he tried to get information out of her.

He thought that since she was a child she could spill the beans faster than her teen self, and hell he was wrong.

Her lips were sealed, he forgot that she just met the dude, obviously a child wouldn’t trust a crusty old geezer.

At lunch he came to check out on Eri and Kizuki who were playing a tea party in the room beside the infirmary. Eri came running, “dad! Dad! Did you know that Ki-Chan lived in a palace! It’s named Infinite Fortress!”

Did Eri get something out of Kizuki?
The child trusted another girl easier than a hero would, children are weird, he thought.

Infinite Fortress? What was that? So he asked. The girl answered, “it’s a space that I live at! Its big with many rooms that spin up and down, its so big and there isn’t an end! And Nakime-Chan can control it!”

The woman’s quirk? Wait there wasn’t any quirk in that Era, then a demon? It must be.

Just then the girl squealed making him confused as she pointed to the door, “there’s two people coming this way!”

Just then the door opened, and two sets of feet came in as Aizawa’s eyes were petrified as he was who it was.

Daddy!”

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