The moment I got out of the house, I knew there wamere two options. Run or Survive in that orphanage. Honestly being in an orphanage didn't make any fun at all. Not only were people hating me there but they would hurt me and atarve me. I knew that from past experience. No one had to tell me what was wrong with me when in fact nothinv was wrong at all.

I wonder if I should run...

Are my surviving chances higher?

I don't even know anything about the world other than it being fucking cruel.

No.

Wait.

I know everything about it.

Who am I even kidding?

This will be hell.

Should I maybe run?

Does that make it better tho?

I have all my stuff....

Maybe that hero.. 

No...

What did the hero do for me?

My whole life no one helped me amd it will not be any different now as well.

I was quite undecided. Should I run or should I stay? Would it make anything better or not? Did I had a a chance of surviving or not? Would it make a difference? If I ran then where would I go?

Soo many questions that were open and thanks to all the thinking, I just followed my mother to her car. It was definitely the last day I would see this shitty area.

Seriously...

I didn't liked it at all.

All the people living here were snobbish as well as partially rich and had such an attitude that I wanted to rip them down their high horse and smack them so their senses would come back to earth.

Oh well nothing I could do about that.

At least I didn't had to endure anymore and that made me quite releaved.

Who would have thought that it feels quite good to leave that place...

Mothers quirk: Don't worry.

I looked up the moment I heard the quirk say that. It was definitely a clear childish voice that was coming from it but it was also like telepathy. The voice was definitely ringing in my head but the shadows mouth didn't move. Oh right... A shadow with a mouth... I would be scared shittless. Thankfully these shadows didn't had eyes or mouth or basically any facial expressions at all. They were just black beings that looked human like.

So when I looked at it, I thought it looked pleased. It was just a feeling I had but who knows this thing could also be after me and wanted just to make me feel better so it could actually go after me.

....

Nope.

I knew how much my instincts were good to trust and this was something my instincts were telling me. That thing didn't had any bad intentions towards me. Besides they saved me as well.

Mothers quirk: .. ... Will be able to scratch you.

Me (whispering): I would appreciate that...

Mothers quirk: Trust us.

Now the only thing I could do was smile and nod in agreement since I knew very wrll that my mother could hear me. I mean we were basically in a car right now.

Mother: Did you finally lost it completely?

No.

But you wouldn't understand it.

The only guy who didn't react as if I was crazy was that hero.

He did look like a hobo.

I wonder if he gets paid enough to live somewhere?

He sure looks as if he is a homeless person.

Maybe he gets really little because of his quirk.

Mother's quirk: Lost it?... Ungreatful bi... Call him ungreatful. What ..... You? Thinking I am a given?

Is it just me or was I really starting to understand these creatures more than before? Whatever it was this comment made me chuckle a bit.

Mother: What a lunatic.

Mother's quirk: Sure and you are a sycophantic.

Yeah no one can blame me right now that I was slightly laughing. Who would be able to hold back anyways. Look at this quirk being sassy and imitating my adoptive mother behind the wheel. This was really a good show but short lasting since we soon arrived at the orphanage.

One last time I looked at my bag since there was still the chance to run but I didn't had the resolve to do that at all and followed that woman into the building.

I sure hope that my luck woth the next family is better...

Something tells me no...

Well at least I am getting better with my quirk.

They don't seem that bad...

On second thought... They are still damn scary to look at.