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Stormchaser: Weather Princess

Issue #1 Chapter 1: Making of a Hero

A/N: Back to the BNHAverse I go. I felt like it was time I write some solo stories for my OCs because they have so much lore to be explored. This will go up on AO3 at some point.

Description: The story of Sorami Inoue aka the Atmospheric Hero: Stormchaser! Daughter of the heroes Rainmaker and Sunstar, Sorami had no intentions of becoming a hero until one day.

Warning(s): Swearing

Taglist: @floof-ghostie @calciumcryptid @beyonettta @opalofoctober @elflynns-horde-of-stuff @pizzolisnacks @peachyblkdemonslayer @milf-percy

Thunderous footsteps and playful giggles filled the hallway as Sorami and her cousins ran through them. While her parents were relaxing after serving food for her birthday party, she decided to play with her relatives. Despite the unfavorable rainy weather preventing them from going outside, the joy didn't die down.

"Come on, come on!" Sorami giggled as she pulled her cousin Shirayuki into a room. She then looked the door while her cousin looked around. The children were playing a large game of hide and seek-- with Sorami's older brother and older cousins being the seekers and the young ones hiding.

"We're not supposed to be in here!" Shirayuki whispered. "This is your dad's sitting room!"

Sorami pouted. "Daddy said I can come in here!" She then stomped over to the glass doors and folded her arms.

Shirayuki walked over and stared out the doors to the sight of pouring rain alongside her. It'd been raining for at least half an hour but seemed endless.

Sorami was beginning to get irritated with the seemingly never-ending weather.

Fueled by her child's anger, she unlocked the door and threw it open. Sorami then stomped outside and took a deep breath before yelling out a loud "STOP!"

But the rain didn't stop-- and it only made Sorami more mad.

"Found out!" Akihiro, Sorami's older brother, opened the door hoping to surprise the girls; but instead was shoved out of his little sister's way as she ran to the garden area.

Several cousins followed her as well as Akihiro and Shirayuki.

"Sorami, what are you doing?" Akihiro asked.

"I wanna play outside now!" Sorami pushed open the doors leading to the garden and stared up at the sky full of gray clouds. Suddenly, her eyes began to glow and threw her hands up in the air.

The rain stopped.

Akihiro looked at Sorami then at his cousins. The rain was supposed to end towards the beginning of the night, so something had to have happened.

"Sorami...?"

Sorami-- eyes still glowing-- then parted the clouds and allowed the golden light of the sun to shine through. It was then when everyone realized what was going on; prompting Akihiro to run and tell the adults.

"Mom, Dad! Sorami... Sorami got her Quirk!"

Hirosora, their father, nearly dropped a glass when he heard that. "What?!"

"Come look!" Akihiro led them to the garden area then pointed at his younger sister who was playing with the other kids. "She made the rain stop!"

Uche, Akihiro and Sorami's mother, walked over to Sorami and gently tapped her shoulder. She then knelt down and pulled her daughter close to her.

"Little storm, did you make the rain stop?" she asked.

Sorami excitedly nodded and her eyes glowed again as she demonstrated her newly discovered powers by making it drizzle while the sun was still out, creating a beautifully vibrant rainbow over the garden. Everyone stared in awe at just how much power she had despite being so young.

"I don't fuckin' believe it," Byakuya, Shirayuki's father, said only to be smacked in the arm by one of Hirosora's brothers.

Uche stood up then looked back at Hirosora and nodded. After, she bent down to pick up her young daughter. "It's time for your birthday cake, little storm."

Sorami giggled and held onto her mother as she made her away inside. With how young she was, Sorami was blissfully unaware of the sheer power she inherited. Luckily, Uche knew exactly how to help her daughter.

The sun beamed down on Sorami as she finished planting seeds in her grandmother's garden. Once done, she stood up and raised her hands to the sky. The white clouds darkened as thunder rumbled and raindrops fell.

Both Uche and Sorami's grandmother Chioma watched from inside as she returned the sky back to its original form.

"Thank you, my dear." Chioma smiled. "You and your brother have been such a big help around here."

Sorami smiled and headed to her room. For the past year they'd been living in Uche's home country of Nigeria with their grandparents, her parents. According to her, it was so they could connect with their Nigerian heritage and to show them other parts of the world outside Japan.

And yes, her parents are still married.

"Was the thunder necessary?" Akihiro asked when she walked past his room.

Sorami rolled her eyes. "I told you I don't know how to make rainstorms yet, ogbi."

"Sorami!"

"Sorry, Mom." Sorami walked into her room and plopped down on the bed. Just a few more days, she thought while rolling over. A few more days until we go home.

As day turned to night, the smell of spices and cooking food filled Sorami's nose. She opened the door and headed to the kitchen, where her mother and brother were preparing dinner.

"Come here, nwa m." Chioma reached out for Sorami. Once she wad close enough, Chioma pulled her down to the couch and held Sorami's hand.

"Obi dị gị ụtọ ịla n'ụlọ?" Chioma asked. "Are you excited to go home?"

"Ee. I'm sure my dad will be happy to have us back," Sorami replied. "You should come with us, nne nne! You'll love our house! Plus we can see you everyday!"

Chioma shook her head. "No. I must stay here even when I die. Your nna nna and I built this house together." Chioma then motioned around the house. "We painted these walls, filled these rooms with furniture. It is our history."

"But nne nne, think about it! You wouldn't have to cook for yourself anymore when there's people who will do it for you! Plus, nna nna is gone-"

"Sorami!" Uche scolded. "Do not say that!"

"No, no. It's alright, Uche." Chioma raised her hand to quell her daughter's anger. "Sorami is still a child and has much to learn. She'll understand when she's older. After all, you were the same way when you were younger."

Uche sighed as she finished preparing a plate for Sorami. She couldn't deny that her mother was right.

"Dinner's ready. Come eat."

Sorami helped Chioma up and guided her to the table. A surprisingly large part of her was sad that she'd be leaving her grandma, and Nigeria, behind. It had such a rich history when it come to her mother's side of the family. And especially when it came to Chioma.

Her husband died shortly way before Sorami or her brother were even thought of, after Uche became a Nigerian ambassador. While they'll never be able to meet him, they felt like they knew him thanks to all the pictures and fond stories Grandma shared of him.

Am I really excited to go home, Sorami asked herself as she sat down and joined her family in prayer. Or am I just talking out the side of my neck?

"What do you mean you don't wanna be a hero?!"

Sorami didn't break her focus from her lunch as her friends pondered over her choice.

"I mean, yeah? Everyone's trying to be a hero these days and that's just not me."

Today's hot topic was dreaming about being a hero, something Sorami couldn't relate to. She had no interest in being a hero, especially when everybody else in her family was one.

Her father Hirosora, known publicly as the Storming Hero: Rainmaker, had been crowned Japan's #1 hero for the 12th time, making him one of the longest reigning heroes in history.

Her mother Uche, aka the Enlightened Hero: Sunstar, was also a hero-- when she wasn't being Nigeria's ambassador to Japan.

Akihiro was in his final year of college and preparing to enter the real world of heroics alongside his father.

With everyone being busying themselves with heroism, there was no reason for Sorami to have that as her career path. Instead, she wanted to pursue another career: journalism.

"But, Amarai, imagine how cool you'd look as a hero!" one of her friends exclaimed. "I mean, you're already hero royalty!"

"Yeah! Plus, you can meet hot guys more easily!" another added.

"But, the world needs more journalist than heroes. Sure being one may be fun and all, but maybe it's time I do something different." Sorami closed her bento as lunch came to a close.

When school ended, Sorami bid her friends farewell and began to make her way back home. As she passed by some houses, hurried footsteps could be heard. Before she could even react, a small girl ran into Sorami's leg and clung onto it.

The girl trembled as she looked back to see a man walking towards her. Sorami protectively put the girl behind her as if on instinct, standing in between both her and the mysterious man.

"Excuse me. Why are you following my little sister?" Sorami folded her arms. "You lost or something?"

"Didn't mean to cause any trouble." The man held out one arm with the other behind his back. A sickeningly sweet smile plastered across his face, sending a slight shudder down Sorami's spine. He didn't look like the way the PSAs depicted kidnappers-- he looked like a clean cut candyman. "I just wanted her to sample some candy."

"Sample some candy, huh? Yeah right." The young girl stayed behind Sorami as her eyebrows furrowed. This guy is persistent, she thought. But so am I.

"She ain't sampling no type of candy. Get going, bum." Sorami sneered.

The man began to lose some of his composure. "I assure you I just need a few minutes of her time-"

"Motherfucker, what part of what I just said don't you understand?! She ain't sampling no candy! You need people go to the damn market or something!" Sorami scolded him. So far her act was buying both her and the girl time and safety.

Finally, the man lost it and lunged at Sorami. The girl gasped and closed her eyes bracing for the worst.

Just then, the clouds turned dark as a bolt of lightning shot down from the sky and right onto the kidnapper.

Sorami's eyes glowed as she watched him be electrocuted before falling to the ground. Just in time, too, as her father and some police arrived.

Sorami knelt down to pat her on the head. "It's alright. The bad guy won't hurt you."

The girl opened her eyes and hugged Sorami tightly, allowing the teen to pick her up and hand her to an officer.

"Thank you," the girl said with a big smile. "You're my hero!"

A warm feeling filled Sorami's heart when she heard those words. She didn't know why, but being called somebody's hero felt...good. Was this how her family felt when people praised them for protecting everyday people?

"Excellent work, Sorami." Hirosora patted her on the shoulder. "Not only did you protect a young girl, but you also helped get a dangerous criminal off the streets."

Sorami simply hummed in response. Maybe...maybe being a hero might be for me after all.

"You're gonna become a what?!"

"A hero, but only part-time." Sorami replied. "I still wanna be a journalist now."

Her friends squealed in delight while giving each other high fives and chattering about Sorami's future hero career.

"What changed your mind, Amarai?" Sachie, one of Sorami's friends, asked. "You seemed so insistent about it yesterday."

"Lets just say, I had an experience that changed my perspective." Sorami smiled thinking about the girl from yesterday's smile. That warm feeling came back along with a sudden surge of motivation. "Either way, I'm gonna be in the hero business."

"Well, no matter what kind of hero you decided to be, we'll always support you!" Sachie cheered. "And we'll be there when you become the #1 hero!"

Sorami's smile turned soft. Even though she wouldn't be a full-fledged hero like her parents or brother, she was happy with her decision. After all, it was her life.

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