-Demon- (OC in MHA)

Quirk time bitches

I wake up at 5:30 again, and this time AFO is in his room. Thankfully, I've begun to remember that I have to eat.

[ It's been a year since last chapter. I don't remember any of my parents or shit anymore. ]

I'm now 5 years old. As I said, AFO's in his room, so I just work out anyways. I've made a bit of progress, and no, I didn't forget about my legs. I'm a girl, my legs are epic, dumbass.

He comes in at 8:00. The fun begins. This time, as he's destroying my back too, something weird happens.

My back suddenly becomes really solid, and I break through my constraints easily. I'm pretty confused, and when I try opening my mouth, my voice is that of an adult man's.

-Me: Damn.

HUH?!

-AFO: Ah. Your quirk. Nice.

I clear my throat and try to speak again.

-Me: Oh come on, Akane, let me speak.

Ugh, fine.

-Me: Well, seems like you got your quirk.

A man the size of AFO shows up in front of us, and he has two deep red eyes. My eyes are black. Damn, that's pretty fucking cool.

-Dude: Name's Yamamori Ikehara.

-AFO: Good. We can stop for today, Akane.

-Me: A'ight.

He leaves the room, and that long guy looks at me.

-Yamamori: You're so short.

-Me: I'm 5.

-Yamamori: I could've sworn I was taller than that when I was 5.

I kick him, but he jumps away. He disappears. Whenever he's, well, me, I guess, my body seems less fragile.

I continue self destroying my body by doing pushups with my tiny arms. It's a lot easier this way, so I guess my quirk's pretty weird.

After an hour, I lie down on my sad bed and look at the sad ceiling. I hear his voice in my head now.

-Yamamori: Do you remember anything about your old life?

I decide not to speak aloud, because then I would like I'm fucking psychopathic. I just think what I mean to say.

-Me: Nah. Not really.

-Yamamori: Weird. Do you hate this guy?

-Me: Nope. He said that one day I'll be strong and can destroy heroes.

-Yamamori: Huh? Why do you want to destroy heroes?

-Me: They couldn't stop the massacre of someone who tolerated me. I think they're useless.

[ A/n: if you're confused, basically now i don't remember my dad, so i think that it's from that long ago ]

-Yamamori: Ah. Okay.

I get up again, and watch some weird ass things on the old, beat up TV in my pathetic room. After a while, he comes back.

-AFO: I brought some medicine for today.

Ah, shit. Sometimes, he brings things which he says makes me stronger. It makes my head hurt a lot.

I get teleported to the chains, and as usual, one hand is left hanging freely. He injects in my free arm, and my jaw gets clenched. He stabs me as usual, and after maybe 3 hours, I say something.

-Me: ow.

He looks at me, confused.

Today, the drug he got is maddeningly strong. My head is spinning, and my chest is absolutely sore. He releases the chains.

-Me: I'd say 9 for today.

-AFO: I guess the drug's too strong today. Anyways, how old are you?

-Me: I'm 5, if it's 20XX.

-AFO: One year left.