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tabbyhoney · 1 year ago

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Original story by @sleepwalkersqueen , go check her out

Notes:I actually have nothing to say except enjoy :D and that I have a tablet now and once I figure it out properly I might post some pictures ;)

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Warnings:panic attacks, still not a therapist, bad words, trauma-related content (If I forgit something let me know)

Chapter 03

It was the end of summer, the school holiday just ended and we were back to start a new year.

A tiny little school in a village near Fukuoka. Only about twenty kids filled the school from various ages and classes.

The school had a big playground at the front with a big sandbox, some things to climb on, and a little forest space. The building was small and only had three classrooms.

Currently, there was a break and everyone was playing outside. Twenty young children playing around while one teacher watched to make sure everyone was safe. It was clear that there was a lack of mutant children, only one.

Near the forest was a group of three children playing rescue. With a princess, a monster, and All-might.

"Oh no! Please help me" a girl with red hair says while striking a dramatic pose. Clutching over her chest and making her voice sound like a tragic damsel in distress.

"Do not fear for I am here!" The boy with the purple ears said, jumping up behind a bush, while doing the All-Might pose. Making sure to look as high and mighty as possible.

"I will not let you save her All-might," I say with a growling voice, a smile on my lips exposing my white canines and wings a little flared out to make me bigger. "For I am the great bird and I will eat yo-... This isn't fun, why am I always the monster?" I lisped while puffing my cheeks.

"Because you have those teeth! And wings!" The purple-eared kid said, pointing to the parts he mentioned. "You from everyone here look the most like a monster"

"Well... You have purple ears, so why not you?" I argued back, stomping my foot

"Because I am the only boy here and I wanna play All-might!"

"Then I don't wanna play anymore" I crossed my arms and stomped away from the other kids. I sit down in a corner and start drawing in the dirt with my already dirty talons. I chirped happily before the bell rang and it was time to head back to the classroom.

With jumpy steps I walk inside, a big grin on my face. Happily showing everyone my newly grown canine teeth, sharp and shiny.

A big crowd surrounded my table, giggling. I blinked confused before stepping inside, everyone staring at me with expressions I couldn't quite place.

A few people stepped aside and what I saw placed on the table made my tummy feel weird.

A bloody dead bird.

I halted in front of my table feeling a shock wave creeping up my back. Heart hammering in my chest like never before.

I heard my classmates snickering and whispering until someone said to me, in the most arrogant and hurtful voice I ever heard someone talk "We thought the mutant wanted a little snack, Hawks eat their prey raw, right? Now you have the perfect teeth for that"

My heart was hammering uncomfortably in my chest and my body started to get stiffer the longer I looked at the bird. My ears deafened the surrounding sounds of my classmates, sounding like too many songs smashed together.

Only the voice of my teacher was able to bring me back to reality. I looked up at him, seeing no pity in his eyes at the cruel, cruel thing my so-called friends did.

"Can you bring the bird outside? How about you make him a grave?" My teacher asked, squatting down.

I nodded with teary eyes and gently took the small body of the bird in my warm, dirty hands. Leaving the classroom. It felt so tiny in my hands, yet it was still so warm.

Behind the school, I buried a small hole, holding the bird in one hand.

With the bird in my hands, I stared down. My heart was pounding in my ears and I could feel something build up inside of me. Cold sweat ran down my spine.

My mouth was standing slightly open, saliva falling down on the ground and the bird. My eyes were wide open and my breathing was wet and heavy. I had never felt so much water forming in my mouth before.

Without being able to control an instinct that was so implemented in my brain that it was starting to hurt I bit down. Eating the poor bird that was a victim of my classmate's cruelty and my own. It tasted like chicken.

Monster

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"You look tired"

"I am"

"Why?"

"Had a fight with my boyfriend, wasn't able to sleep after that"

"Trouble in paradise?" He cooed clearly to rile me up.

"Who said anything about paradise?" I said as I lay my head down on the table.

"Is he an asshole?"

"Who cares..." I mumble before bringing my head up again and combing my long hair out of my face. Not denying his implication.

"Wait seriously now? Oh wow- and you said I had relationship problems"

Perhaps he was right. Why should I of all people judge his broken marriage with my broken relationship? This was too hypocritical to call smart. I am was just a stupid woman, with a stupid boyfriend, with a stupid job, with stupid patients-

"Are you crying?" He asked looking at me with a face I wasn't able to see properly because the tears blurred my vision.

"no" I sniffed, wiping the tears away from my face that continued traveling down. The voice was so small I wasn't even sure if he heard me

"Nonononono don't cry," he said in a calm voice

"I can't stop," I said between broken sobs, burying my face in my hands.

I didn't see how overwhelmed Shinyo was with the whole situation. He looked frantically around the room, trying to find anything to calm me down or maybe a way to escape to make me stop in a not so nice way.

"Hey uhm.... Did I ever tell you about the time I lived on a ship?" He started leaning his head down a little to get a better look at my burried face.

"W-what?"

"Aye, when I was a little smaller and more stupid than I am now. I worked for a big guy called Harima along with my brother"

Harima?

"Brother?"

"He isn't anymore"

"Oh.... I'm sorry..."

"Don't be, he made his choice"

Again I wiped a few of my tears away. Taking a deep breath.

"I never had any siblings"

"No shit Sherlock," he said in a flat tone.

I laughed a little bit "Well yeah... My parents always wanted another child... Or perhaps a lot more than just one but they both have deficiencies that prevent them from ever getting one... I was practically a miracle that happened to them..."

"Be thankful, siblings are the worst"

"I trust that. Besides mutant siblings can be the worst"

He looked at me confused, opening his mouth to say something probably stupid to that.

"I am also a mutant, Hawks as well funny enough" I chuckle but he still looked unconvinced. "I am not so proud like you about being one, life can be... Cruel I suppose"

"I.. uh... Where are your...?" He asked looking behind me. Searching for something invisible.

"Birth defect, I can only grow them back again because of my quirk, not for long though otherwise I get too tired, takes a lot of energy"

"Sucks probably"

"I can manage"

The cell room fell quiet for bit, an awkward silence one where even I wasn't able to think of a good silence breaker.

"Can I see them?" He asked looking interested like never before. Like a child who really wanted to eat ice cream from a truck that just stopped.

"They are pretty boring, no fancy colour like you"

"I don't fucking care, just show me"

I sighed before standing up from my chair. Taking off the white coat, luckily my shirt had a free back, which in itself was pretty common for my wardrobe.

I concentrated for a moment, feeling warmth creeping up my back. Slowly my wings started growing back, a feeling like a wound that closed but started itching out of nowhere and feeling the need to tear it open again only for it to be even more itchy.

Brown feathers started to regrow and once nothing grew anymore I opened my eyes that I closed for concentration.

"Happy?"

"Aye... They are pretty, just so you know"

"Oh. Thanks..." I rubbed my arm lightly before shaking my body, stopping my quirk. Bit by bit my feathers started falling onto the ground.

"Does it hurt?" He asked while following the path of each feather that was falling.

"Maybe a little bit, but I don't know" I yawned. Rubbing my sleepy eyes before sitting back down on my chair.

It was silent, in an ear-deafening way. Only his heartbeat was still going too fast for it to be normal. Still gives me the creeps, how can one be so calm on the outside but heartbeat faster than a racecar.

The silence was imterrupted by a knock from the outside. I groaned annoyed before standing up and opening the door. A man I had never seen before was standing with a coffee in front of me. He smiled before extending the coffee to me.

His heartbeat went even higher....

"My name is Imawashi, I used to work here and I wanted to thank you a little bit for the great work you are doing" He lied. I just had this feeling he was lying straight to my face.

"Thanks but I don't drink coffee, it's not good for your skin"

"Oh... Uhm..." He was startled, looking at the cup of coffee and then back at me.

"I also hate to be interrupted, my time is precious, so bye-bye" I slammed the door shut before locking it again.

"Some people" I rolled my eyes, turning around. Eyes fall directly on Shinyo who is breathing like he just ran for ten miles or something.

I silently ran over to him, keeping a small distance.

"Shinyo? Shinyo look at me if you can"

"What!?" He grunted but didn't look up.

"I don't mean to be rude but you look like you get into a stress grip if your heart rate doesn't calm down at least a little bit," I said with a gentle voice. Keeping my hands up for him to see I wasn't planning on touching him.

"I need yo-"

"Fuck you! Just leave-"

"I need you to breathe with me, slow and focused" I explained while not trying to be overpowered by his fear. Even though his panic made me in turn panic too.

I started breathing in a slow rhythm for him to easily hear and follow. It took a while before he started to follow my instructions.

"It's not working," he said with a tense voice and a shaking body.

Of course, it doesn't work after three breaths. But I needed to come up with a new solution that got his brain off everything. Only one thing came to mind.

"Do you know the story about Sun Wukong?"

He looks at me with confused eyes and a face that could be read as 'Are you serious?'.

"He is the king of monkeys born from a stone egg. It is said it was fertilized by the wind, the smell of the earth, the power of the sun, and the gracefulness of the moon." I moved closer again, to take off most of his chains. His rigid body fell down on the ground, but I caught him and went down with him. Pulling him closer to me and gently stroking his hair. His hands dug uncomfortably into my arms. I could feel something slowly breaking.

"Sun Wukong was a master at fighting and jumping very, very high he was able to change into 72 different forms, a really powerful being"

Shinyos head was resting against my chest, his eyes were wide open and his breath was wet. His entire body was working against him, shaking yet unable to move a muscle. Nature can be a cruel thing.

"But one day he wanted to have more. He wanted to be this invincible force, a king, a god even. He managed to conquer the sky and become a god to the other gods' dismay. Only one day he was punished by Buddha and locked under a mountain"

"D-did he escape?" Shinyo asked with the most pitiful tone I have ever heard him speak. But the question wasn't of interest in the story, I had the feeling he saw himself in the hopeful escape.

His body started to relax again.

"Maybe one day," I said, gently stroking his hair. We continued to stay in this quite awkward position before his hands on my arms and his muscles completely calmed down. Leaving a row of big gaping wounds where his talons left holes in my arms, exposing a fractured bone.

When he was able to register what his stress grip caused he wanted to apologize, so much I could read in his eyes. For someone who doesn't care he seemed to care a lot.

"It's fine, I can just heal it" I reassured before scooting a little bit away from him "It wasn't your fault, to begin with"

"It was a shitty story..." He laughed, head still resting on me, I felt too bad neglecting him now.

"My father always told me stories when I got too overwhelmed, which helps with keeping your mind off the panic. Just like counting, breathing, or anything you could do"

"You? Overwhelmed? Thought you ate confidence and no wrongdoings for breakfast"

"I know I can be arrogant, but that doesn't mean I am a complete bitch. I have struggles like everyone else, and so do you"

"I'm perfectly fine"

"Sure, and I am the jade king"

"Do you wanna ta-"

"No" and after that he and I fell silent again.

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"Let me get this straight... You poisoned the tea that you gave to a child and Shinyo?" I could feel my eye twitching from just the blatant stupidity of this woman in front of me "Why again would you give your own son poison?"

"Shinyo gave it to him" Her eyes were dull and her voice was monotone, like a soulless puppet.

"But you didn't stop him, correct?"

"It wouldn't have worked otherwise, he would have become suspicious"

"I-" trying to find the right words for a situation like this surely took a toll on my patience. Even dealing with Shinyos constant belittlement in prison was more manageable than this.

The eyes of the flame hero bore holes into my back while I was trying not to lose my mind over this woman.

The conversation made my blood boil in a way I hadn't expected. Not only did she have an arguably cute and intelligent little kid, no, but she couldn't have cared less about him.

Takami Nitsuki was officially one of my most hated people in the world... Right after my most hated person.

"Alright... The government wants you to sign papers to give Keigo into the care of us, you can Of course decline if you wish to take care of him instead" I laid the paper forms down in front of her, along with a heavy metal pen. This procedure was giving me the biggest icks I had ever felt.

The worst part was that she actually signed them. No questions, no blinking. She took the pen and slowly gave her signature on the boxes.

I didn't share another word with her after that.

Standing out in the cold with my coat closed I stared holes into the ground, like Endeavor did with my poor back earlier. Only to abnormally large feet that were part of an abnormally large human that was a living heater.

"What is it?" I asked annoyed. Squinting my eyes shut as I exhale.

"Takami and I made a deal"

"So?"

"I need you on this mission, if he doesn't -"

"Don't you think it is strange how much she didn't care?"

"Don't cha-"

"I mean come on, who doesn't care at least a tiny bit about their child? Have you seen the poor kid? He was way too tiny for his age, not to mention malnourished and left behind, why doesn't she get any punishment for this?!" I pace around with a heavy step. Grabbing my hair as I let out my frustration on Endeavour.

"It's not our problem."

"You have kids too! Don't you care the tiniest bit?"

"And you don't so why do you care?" His voice was as rough as ever.

"I... Because I have another type of connection when it comes to family, especially because you know" I gestured all over me. "Is it normal for nonmutants to not care? Both my parents would have done anything to keep me"

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