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Prologue: You’re a Witch (Y/N)
Name: (Y/N) (L/N)
“Quirk”: Witchcraft
“Wow…” Was all you had to say as you looked out through the window of the private jet you were currently riding in.
Musutafu hasn’t changed much, based on what you could see outside the window. That was your old home city, the place you had grown up for most of your life since you were 4 years old. Truth be told you were born in America and grew up in Japan, but then you had to go back to America for safety reasons, and now you were coming back here to Japan…
It’s been such a long time though, and you weren’t sure you could adapt to the city so quick after everything you had been through with the family you made in New Orleans.
FLASHBACK:
2010
Japan was a beautiful country, and Musutafu was a very lively city full of equally lively citizens.
But enough of that… despite the way people like to go about with their normal everyday lives, the truth is that everything is not what it seems, and everybody around you are not what they seem. All men are not created equal.
You heard the story before, how it all started off with some glowing magical baby in China or whatever, you honestly forgot. And that afterwards people just started giving birth to magical kids who had an array of special powers that just suddenly decided to show up.
And that led to where you were at. Here in Musutafu, the city in Japan that stood out because of the fact that every day there was always some sort of two-bit villain trying to stir up trouble, and then these incredible and unique heroes would show up and save the day with their tremendous powers! Every day looked like the inside of a comic book, it was amazing and you were taken with the world of heroism, even though you yourself never felt all that special. You didn’t even have a quirk, and that made you angry because as if you didn’t feel special enough, a lingering feeling of weakness followed. Were you just meant to be normal for the rest of your life? Especially in this Podunk city where 95 percent of the people had quirks? You accepted it… you were going to be boring and normal for the rest of your life…
That is until you one day, just months after your 10th birthday, you were fast asleep and felt comfortable on your bed… only you weren’t on your bed…
You slept soundly as you didn’t recognize that you were in the air, and floating above your bed…
“(Y-Y/N)… s-sweetie…” Your mom gently called your name, but you weren’t stirring until the gently poked your shoulder. Slowly you awoke, but then you gasped when you didn’t feel anything beneath you and your breath sped up as you stared down at your mother, as she stood up on your bed as she carefully lifted you up from where you were floating and carried you back down to your bed, a wide smile broadening her lips.
After a moment of freaking out… you quickly began asking, or rather shouting, various questions. “What happened?! Am I going crazy?! Why was I flying?! Is that my quirk?! What’s happening?! Nobody’s telling me what’s happening!” You shouted with your hands thrown to your hair as your mother hushed you gently.
“Sort of dear… you are NOT going crazy… but we sure are, we are… overjoyed.” Your father said to you, patting you on the head to try and calm you down as you shook a bit, staring at your smiling parents as their presence comforted you.
“W-Why…? So… this is my quirk…? I can fly?” You asked, a bit happily though because… you’ve always wanted to fly and having that as a quirk sounded like FUN! You’d be able to do SO much with that power! Your parents started giggling though when they saw you doing that grin you always did when you were planning on something naughty…
“In a way… but that’s not really it hon… that isn’t your quirk, the truth is you’re special (Y/N)… this is more than just a quirk.” Your mother began, as you looked at her curiously, silently asking for an explanation on what that meant. You were special?
“You’re a witch (Y/N).” Your mother had told you calmly, yet there was a hint of excitement in her voice.
So this is what Harry Potter felt like… only you were twice as confused, unsure and wondering if your mother was just messing with you.
“I’m a what?!” You nearly shouted, your mother nervously laughing and smiling at you.
“A witch!” She beamed, your father looking nervous yet proud that you had finally gotten your powers, people in Musutafu called them ‘quirks’ but he knew that with girls like you, these were more than just quirks. And he was relieved that you did have powers after all, since he himself was quirkless, unlike his wife who would have qualified as quirkless, if not for her witch lineage allowing her to pose as just a woman with a 'fire quirk'.
“It runs in your mother’s family… it goes down generation after generation, your mother’s pyrokinesis for example? That’s not her quirk, it’s just her most used power… she can also move things with her mind.” Your father began to explain as the stuffed plushies on your bed began to float around you, your mother giggling and smiling as she made them fly around you as you gasped loudly, your eyes wide as you let out a small laugh at how miraculous the sight was.
“W-Whoa! Mom are you… are you doing that?! I-I thought you only had a fire quirk!” You asked cheerfully, beginning to jump around as you tried to catch one of them, your mother letting out a laugh as she made the kitty plush fall into your arms as you turned back to your powers.
“No dear… as a witch, I have more than one power. Witches have more than one ‘quirk’, they call it quirks here, but for witches, they are called powers… and sometimes they’re called ‘wonders’. Because some really strong witches can complete at least five or six of unique powers we call The Seven Wonders.” She explained as you paid close attention to her, completely enthralled as she told you the entire story about the witches from New Orleans and how you and your mother descended from a long line of witches, with you as the most current member of your mother’s bloodline.
But you frowned when your mother confessed that she and your father had moved from the United States to Japan to escape the witch hunters who had been killing and burning witches to the stake, as she explained that witches have become a dying breed with only a few remaining ones left, including your mother and yourself.
Needless to say you were mildly horrified, but amazed that you were one of the last witches, you and your mother. But your mother said that so nobody in Japan’s society and the Pro-heroes that patrolled Japan got suspicious about what kind of people you were, you had to hide the full extent of your powers for now, as she did by using her telekinesis to control fire to make the heroes believe that your mother had only fire powers. As for you, you settled on making your classmates believe that you DID have a quirk and that you were merely a late bloomer.
But the older you got, the more your powers began to grow as your mother taught you more magic, spellcraft and witch history. You had gotten better with your telekinesis and a few other powers that were manifesting…
2012
In your 6th grade class, you sat lazily on your seat as you lifted your comic book with your telekinesis to read rather than using your hands, but made sure no one saw, since you had convinced your teachers that your quirk was merely transmutation: The ability to teleport from one place to another.
The past two years had made you increasingly confident because slowly but surely your powers were growing because your mother had been practicing with you.
And you already had telekinesis down pretty well.
And you were getting better with a new power you fell in love with, transmutation!
Though having to hide the fact that you were a witch and the full extent powers was a bit of a drag, because all your classmates only had one quirk, and you didn’t want to freak them out with how much powers were manifesting in you, but you didn’t want to lie to any friend you made either.
That is… if you HAD any friends. Kids weren’t fond of your sassy attitude, you always had a snarky remark to make at some students you thought were stupid, superficial or if you just plain didn’t like them.
And today was one of those days where you realized WHY most kids didn’t like you. It was any normal afternoon and you were just reading outside, a book on the history of witches hidden behind a comic book. However, you tore your concentration away when you saw a bunch of kids chasing this one kid, obviously they had the intention of beating that poor thing up…
Not on your watch.
“Hey Dumbasses!” You had called out to a group of kids. Yeah you did NOT have a clean mouth, but your parents never knew just how bad your swearing had gotten…
So naturally, you caught a lot of attention from people who heard your sailor’s mouth. Right now, it was these asshole kids who were picking on the poor little thing with messy green-hair and the most pitiful face you had ever seen. The leader, this arrogant looking little punk with spiky ashen-blonde hair and red eyes turned to stare at you in mild shock, as if he wasn’t expecting anyone to actually TRY and stop him from hurting the boy.
You had your fists clenched to your side, before raising one of your hands to point at the blonde boy. “Why don’t you go and pick on someone who HAS a quirk?!” You shouted somewhat angrily, that poor green-haired boy clearly didn’t have a quirk to defend himself with, how could someone be so cruel as to hurt someone who can’t even fight back?
However, you were met with a scoff, “Why don’t YOU get lost you stupid girl?!” The blonde shouted right back at you, a fiery glare in his eyes. “Or I’ll kick your ass too!”
But you had already moved, or rather, transported from your spot and stood right in front of the green-haired boy and you roughly shoved the blonde to the ground, and clearly that caught him off guard as he grunted upon hitting the dirt ground, though his friends were just as shocked and horrified…
“AH! BAKUGOU!” One of the other kids exclaimed, so that was his name…
“A-Ahh!” The boy you were defending shouted and whimpered, he looked even more horrified than the other boys, and yet he stared at you thankfully and in awe… he saw the way you moved, so you had a teleportation quirk!
“You…” The other boy, Bakugou apparently… looked livid, his eyes were wide but he was PISSED. Pissed that a little girl had caught him off guard and pushed him. He clenched his teeth and narrowed his eyes as he growled, if looks could kill… “W-What the hell you… YOU STUPID GIRL I’LL KILL YOU!!” He shouted and raised his hands towards you, and once you saw sparks you grabbed the green-haired boys hands and quickly teleported away from where the blonde suddenly blasted, but there was nothing but smoke and ash from the ground he blew up, making him gasp and widen his eyes, turning sharply when he saw you and the loser he was going to beat up.
The little blonde was pissed to hell… but the little green bean? He looked positively amazed after realizing that he was transported! “W-Whoa! D-Did you just teleport me?! You can do that?!” He asked you, his look of fear from earlier quickly turned into one of awe, you practically saw stars in his eyes as you sort of smirked. “That’s right greenie… it’s one of my many talents… call it my quirk…” You said, somewhat bragging as he just fawned over you with an ‘oooooh’ of awe. However…
“HEY! You’re not getting away you little bitch!” The blonde ran over to you so fast you widened your eyes and squealed, and right on time you teleported yourself and little greenie away to at least 2 meters away, which just angered blondie…
“CUT THAT TELEPORTING SHIT OUT YOU COWARD! FIGHT BACK!!” He shouted at you as sparks were popping from his palms, getting ready to charge at you again, and you couldn’t resist, he was so mad…
“Catch me if you can asshole!” You shouted right back, taking Greenie’s hand as you started running, “Run!!” You advised the boy as he exclaimed and quickly ran with you as you held his hand, looking back at a very angry Kacchan who practically roared and started chasing you both.
“DON’T YOU RUN AWAY FROM ME YOU PIECES OF SHIT!!”
You probably could have fought back, but he was bigger, had a more offensive quirk and you couldn’t expose too much of your powers yet… and on top of that. You were a glutton for punishment who loved the thrill of the chase.
And your laughter screeched loudly as you looked back every now and then to see the way blondie, Bakugou, fumed and charged after you look some wild animal, which just made you laugh even louder and made HIM even madder.
“STOP LAUGHING YOU BITCH!! I’m going to make you regret ever laughing at me!!” He hated the sound of your laughter, he hated it! He was going to make you pay! But he gasped when you and Deku disappeared yet AGAIN, but he didn’t see you ahead, and he turned his back in case you were behind him, but you were nowhere to be found. He let out a growl as so he turned into an alley where he assumed you had teleported too as his friends, or acquaintances, followed him. And you snickered when you heard him screaming things like “I’m gonna kill that girl!” “That damn tele-bitch!” or “Stupid bitch thinks she can run from me!”
However… you had teleported not AHEAD of him, but behind him a good meter away you were crouched behind a car with little Greenie, since your limit of transmutation was currently only a one meter distance. And you figured he wouldn’t think you would go backwards and not forward, and you peeked your head out from behind the car and you were relieved that the little jerk was gone. But it didn’t reassure you enough to get up and start running as you took Greenie further away until you were certain Bakugou and his ass-sucking followers weren’t around or close to.
Although, as soon as you hit your neighborhood you were left huffing and panting as you tried to catch your breath from all that running. But Greenie… “WOW! I’ve never seen anyone talk to Kacchan like that before! T-That… that was amazing! You’re amazing!” He was clearly in awe of you, he was a cutie… and because he was fueling your ego, you smirked again.
“I’m all right I guess…” You said in a fake modest tone, but then you stopped when the boy gasped and finally realized that you were still holding hands and he blushed terribly as he shyly took his hand back. “S-Sorry!” He quickly apologized, and you snickered… this poor thing… no wonder that asshole wanted to pick on him, he was too pure for this world…
“Hee-hee, i-it’s okay! Though you’re lucky… if I want to teleport myself and an ally, I need to touch them or they need to touch me so we can both go where I wanna take us.” You explained your transmutation, and little Greenie stopped to listen and watch you explain as if he was taking in every single bit of information you were giving.
“Really? I see… that’s a really effective quirk for a quick get-away, and for sneak attacks because you can teleport from place-to-place and fake-out an opponent because you snuck away from Kacchan and he couldn’t predict where you would go, but I’m sure there’s a limit to how far you can teleport since you could only go a certain distance-.” He started mumbling and you blinked a bit at how deep into detail he was analyzing your ‘quirk’ as you laughed.
“For me it’s a meter…” You decided to tell him that much as you smiled at him. “I’m (L/N) (Y/N).”
“I-I’m Midoriya Izuku.” He introduced himself shyly, and you giggled a bit, he was too cute. “Izuku eh? I like it! But I’ll call you Greenie.” You stated with a smile, and he nervously giggled at the nickname, but… it was better than ‘Deku’. Although he was taken by surprise when you suddenly patted him on the head, and he turned red again, if you didn’t know any better, you’d say he nearly fainted right then and there just from you touching him…
‘A girl held my hand! And now she’s touching my hair!!’ He thought to himself, and very nearly fainted from the overwhelming heat on his face until you stopped petting him because you grew concerned that you were going to accidentally make him pass out…
“I-I haven’t seen you around… do you go to another school?” He asked you, and you sighed… almost as if you felt bad… if you could, you’d protect this green bean from that asshole for the rest of your life.
“Yeah… but I hang around. Call me a wanderer… I was just minding my own business, but then I saw Blammo Boy and his asswipe allies trying to hurt you… three against one ain’t a fair fight, especially if that one can’t fight back…” You admitted, and poor Izuku almost looked ashamed, because it was true, he was defenseless in that situation. Defenseless Deku. Quirkless Deku, there was no way he could have fought against Kacchan and those boys, he had before but… he was thankful that you saved him from a beating today.
“I’m sorry it probably won’t happen all the time…” You apologized with a sigh, looking at the boy in sympathy as he shook his head, “No! Thank you for today! I’ll just have to get stronger! I might not have a quirk… but I won’t stop trying! Because I’m going to be a great hero one day!” Izuku thanked you and then he beamed as he expressed his dream to you, and you… you were colored inspired. He was a good kid… better than you that’s for sure…
You smiled at him. “I believe in you Greenie… if that jerk hurts you again… keep reminding yourself of that dream… who knows? One day the tables might be turned, and you’ll be the one beating him. You’ll make a great hero someday. I just met you but… I have faith in you.” Your smile grew, and Izuku’s face flushed red again, obviously touched by your words as you saw tears filling his eyes as he tried to hold them back and failed… “T-Thank you… (Y/N)…” He openly cried in front of you, and your instincts overcame you as you decided to hug the boy tight, which made him gasp and blush darkly again. “You’re welcome Greenie…” You said to him sweetly before the two of you pulled away, and reluctantly… you both waved good-bye as you headed to your neighborhood.
It’s a shame that sweet boy went to a different school, you would have definitely been his friend… however, you supposed it was alright since you already had a best friend.
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“He made me do it He made me throw that ball at your head in gym!”
“That isn’t true…”
“Yes it is! He’s lying!”
“I’m NOT lying…!”
You cringed when you heard your dear friend Shinsou Hitoshi among a group of stupid kids/extras harassing the poor boy yet again, blaming him for things he didn’t do or even thought about doing. Ever since he discovered his Brainwashing quirk, a lot of children and even some adults were cruel enough to call that a ‘villainous’ quirk, and didn’t even think about how that effected dear Hitoshi’s self-esteem.
“Your quirk lets you control people. That means you can grow up to be a villain someday.” One of the taller idiots spoke, a boy with a dumb face.
“You shouldn’t even be here. This is no place for people with villainous quirks.” Another said, which made your blood boil especially when you could tell that Hitoshi was trying to not tear up.
“My quirk can be used for heroic reasons…” Instead he replied calmly, he was supposed to be used to these idiots but… he was still 12 years old. Though he would never use that as an excuse.
“Yeah right, that’s what all villains say.” The tall one retorted, and you decided it was time to step in, and you quickly went over to roughly shove that moron away. “Leave him alone you assholes! You’re just jealous because none of YOU guys have quirks like his… you all SUCK!” You shouted, and Hitoshi gasped quietly as he turned to see you with slightly wide eyes, letting out a small sigh of relief as he appeared actually really happy to see you despite his calm expression. He was always happy to see you, you were the only person he could consider a real friend, and the only person who didn’t taunt him about his quirk or accuse him of being bad.
“Hey! Get lost (L/N)! Use your quirk to buzz off!” The tall one yelled at you, but only met a sharp slap to the face, as the ‘SMACK!’ echoed across the room and a small gasp escaped the others, and Hitoshi, as the leader gasped and held his now stinging cheek, tears forming his eyes.
“Y-You…! I-I’m telling the teacher!” He exclaimed, but you just gave him another slap and he shrieked, and as hard as he tried not to, he began to cry.
“And tell them someone smaller than you pushed you around? Well you’re a liar, because you lie about Hitoshi, and I’ll make sure the teacher knows you’re a liar, and I’ll make sure the rest of our classmates know you’re a coward.” You were quick to tell him off, and give him a threat that would stain his already shitty reputation. “You can tell on me, I WANT you to tell on me, cuz I don’t even listen to teachers, I’ll just slap you again… and again, and again, and again, and AGAIN… I’m a good slapper. I LIKE slapping. I like slapping things until they’re all red and ugly. Maybe I’ll punch you too. And you’ll be uglier than you are already right now…” You grit your teeth as you kept on threatening the quivering boy who nodded vigorously to show that he got the message, “Not a word…” You whispered and gave piercing glares to the others who were quick to run off in terror… leaving only you and Hitoshi, who was somewhat afraid and amazed at the same time.
Your glare however, disappeared as soon as you looked at your dear purple-haired friend, and gave him a big smile. “Are you all right Hitoshi?” You asked him in a very sweet tone, a stark contrast to the scathing, cold one you had used against those boys.
Hitoshi was marveled by you, for many reasons. He was the only person who knew about your… ‘quirk’ or rather, your lineage. He knew you were a witch and he swore to forever keep your secret for as long as you wanted it to be one. Though, secretly he felt like he could relate to you because you had another power that your mother had called ‘Concilium’ which was mind compulsion, none too different from Brainwashing at all. Your powers were similar, and people had accused you of being villainous too, and worse, cowardly… because they only saw you using transmutation so naturally, the two of you became fast friends once you got him out of his shell.
However, he was also marveled by the fact that you were so kind to him, so gentle and yet so fierce and even downright ruthless to others who dared to mess with you, and especially him.
He slowly nodded, almost shyly averting his eyes. “Yeah…” He answered you calmly, clearly he appreciated your help, but he felt guilty that he couldn’t defend himself the way you did. It felt like he relied on you too much because you were always defending him and going out of your way for him, even though you were always telling him that he doesn’t give himself enough credit for the things he did for you such as giving you the hardest answers on your homework, making some of the meaner girls leave you alone and occasionally ‘convincing’ store-owners to give you free candy, although he always did that last thing every time you gave him the damn puppy dog eyes…
But then he gasped in shock when he suddenly felt your arms around him, his pale face beginning to redden, though you couldn’t see because you were too busy smiling and hugging him as you hummed in content. And because he was comfortable around you, he slowly returned your embrace as he sighed when he felt your security and warmth.
“You know they’re full of shit right?” You asked to break the silence, and you grinned when you felt him snicker. Your dirty mouth was one of the things he enjoyed the most about you because it amused him greatly. “Y-Yes… but… I’m tired of their words… saying that my quirk is villainous… I want to be a hero…” He muttered in a somewhat bitter tone. He’s heard it all before, ever since he got his quirk everyone just started avoiding him and making all these false accusations. He wasn’t a social kid to begin with, but their words, their avoiding, it hurt.
“I know Hitoshi…” You said simply, yet your tone was gentle as you slowly pulled away. “I can’t say ‘ignore them’ because that’s a cliché thing to say… but I can say that you can become a hero. Prove them wrong… that’ll be pretty sweet. You can get into that school UA, for heroes. You’re like really smart, I have no doubts that if anyone can become a hero it’s you.” You thought outloud with a bright smile as he looked at you, there was hope in his eyes, a hint of adoration too because you were the only one who believed in him, the only one who made him feel like he could be a hero. He smiled at you, but that slowly turned into a bit of a smirk.
“I think I can… but what about you? You’re not the best test-taker you know… I always have to give you my answers. You’re a pretty good witch (Y/N), but you’re definitely not a wiz.” He started to tease you a bit, making you blush and stick your tongue out at him. “BEH! I can’t argue with that but I can still get in! I’ll… ugh study… so that way… you and I can get into UA! Us mind-controllers gotta stick together! We’ll become heroes together right?! The Witch and The Brainwasher!” You cheerfully brought your hand out to him as he looked at you in amusement.
“The Witch and The Brainwasher…” He almost laughed, and wondered what people were going to think of that. However, his smirk turned soft as he gladly took your hand. “Right…” He said as the two of you started walking home together as you always did. Now walking home with Hitoshi was your favorite time of the day, a tie with lunch and dessert.
There was nothing to complain about other than not being able to use the full extent of your powers, you had decent grades that got you by enough to pass, students who left you alone because they knew you would get em, and the world’s greatest best friend Shinsou Hitoshi.
And this was your least favorite time of the day. Saying good-bye to your dear Hitoshi. But at the same time you reassured yourself since you would always see him again at school and just text him later on tonight.
“See you tomorrow Hitoshi~!” You happily waved to him as he approached the door to his house.
“Yeah.” He smiled at you as neither one of you could stop looking at each other even as he walked inside his house. Once he was inside he made sure to look out through his window to keep waving to you as he watched you walk away backwards because you were still waving until you both couldn’t see each other anymore.
He was so cute. You giggled and blushed just thinking about his little smile. Yup… life was pretty good and pleasantly normal…
Right up until you came home…