Growing up mom would say the best part about having kids is watching their personalities and quirks develop. Dad would completely disagree with that, but that's because it could be very troublesome and a bit of a headache. To him the best part of having kids was seeing them happy and healthy.

However, the one thing that they both could agree on was the worst part about having kids, watching them get hurt, sick, or go missing. Sadly, they had to experience all three in such a short amount of time.

July 20, the day I was born, quickly became my dad's favorite day. He had a little girl, who could be his little princess. He loved my older brother, don't get me wrong, but Seto was such a mommy's boy. He would rarely leave her side, not from dad's lack of trying to spend time with him. Mom would constantly pick on Dad about it, but then remind him that he was about to have a little girl who will have him wrapped more around her finger than mom does. Dad didn't believe her, well until Uncle Hizashi tried to point it out, but after dad's glare he quickly stopped talking. Or at least that's the story I was told. Uncle Hizashi still shutters sometimes when- he thinks about it, then mom would remind him that's what you get for making fun of Shota like that.

Growing up with a 5 years older brother had its perks. Seto made sure I was always cared for when our parents weren't round. He looked more like my mom, but as he grew older he started showing more of my dad's personality. He was always reading and wanting to learn more. He studied people, and reacted after seeing how people around him were acting. He had only one close friend, Natsuo Todoroki. He was younger than Seto by two years, but they were close in personality. Natsuo met Seto through Fuyumi Todoroki, his older sister. Fuyumi and Seto met while on the way to school one day and she had noticed how much like her younger brother he was, and it was recommended that they meet. Then from there their friendship blossomed. Seto was always with Natsuo and would either be at the Aizawa or Todoroki house.

5 months before my 3rd birthday, I developed a fever, and ended up being hospitalized with my father staying with me every night because my quirks were getting out of control. While he didn't like using his quirk on me, he knew that I could hurt more than just myself if I lost complete control. Dad never left my side, in fear of losing me to whatever had taken host within me. My illness left nearly every doctor confused but one.

This doctor had quickly discovered what was wrong with me after running a few tests and then within 1 month I was able to go home with my dad after spending 6 weeks in total at the hospital. My parents and Seto began keeping an eye on me when they were around, making sure I was okay.

When I was 3 years and 1 month old, I started joining Seto on his trips to Todoroki's house. There I met the other siblings that Seto had grown to know in the last year. I met Natsuo's mother, Rei, who shared the same gray eyes and white hair as her son. She had been to the house a few times with Natsuo, and stayed to have tea with mom a few times, but I never really got to see her for long periods of time. I was mainly with my dad during those times, when he was home and awake to spend time with me, which was nearly every day. I met Fuyumi, Natsuo's 3 year older sister, who seemed very motherly towards her little brother. I caught glimpses of Shoto, the youngest of the Todoroki family along with their dad Enji, also known as the pro-hero Endeavor. Then I met the person I would spend the most time with, Natsuo's older brother, Touya. Touya only liked spending time with me when I was 3 because I was always wanting to see his flames and how they worked. When I was 4 my own quirks started to develop, at first I could only control wind and water, but as the year grew on I could control earth and fire as well. I was like my mom, the pro-hero Elementalist. She had the ability to control all four of the worldly elements, earth, wind, fire, and water. Seto could only control wind and earth, but he had also developed the quirk our dad had called Erasure, which meant he could Erase a quirk, but only when he had his eyes locked on the person.

By the time I turned 5, Touya and I bonded even more over our quirks since I could control flames like him, along with our love for All Might, and our desire to become a hero like our dads. I still hadn't really met Shoto, who was the same age as me, but not from lack of trying on both my end nor his. Touya usually kept near me, and kept a very close eye on me while I was in his company. He would laugh when I would mess up things, but then help me understand where I went wrong. We practiced a lot with our flame quirks, which also helped me with my water and air quirks. I would use my water quirk to put out flames and my air quirk to help get the flames bigger and spread. His mom used to keep a close eye on us, while we were playing around in the house, and Touya would make sure not to let her see him using his quirk. Right before I turned 6 I had stopped seeing Ms. Rei around the house, and young Shoto had a bandage around his Right eye. Noone would tell me what had happened, nor did I ask, noticing the tension in the house. Then one day shortly before Touya turned 14, he told me that he was going to start training more and that he wouldn't be able to hang out anymore.

I stopped going over to the Todoroki house around that time, since I no longer had my close friend around. I began spending more time with my dad, when he was home often asking him to help me train to become a pro-hero like him and mom. Seto had even spent more time at home, and with dad and I. He was nearly 11 at this time, and was really wanting to get into the Hero Commission program to help become a hero.

Our parents were very suspicious of the program, but after seeing how things were going, they figured it couldn't hurt. Seto had always excelled in school and was starting to get bored in his normal classes. He did have dad's intelligence, but he had mom's desire to keep busy. He quickly became very liked in his class, and made a new friend with a kid he called Hawks. Hawks quickly became the talk of the house, along with his bright red colored wings. He challenged Seto in ways he was never challenged for, and that quickly made him a good friend and rival. Seto had been there nearly 6 months before they requested he stay there full time and live in the commission. Our parents were not keen on the idea, but ultimately decided that it was in Seto's best interest to continue on with the program. For 2 years Seto remained in school, with monthly weekend visits to see our family. I could tell he wasn't as in love with the program as he was in the beginning, but he knew that if he wanted to become a hero this is where he needed to be.

A few weeks before my 6th birthday a terrible incident happened. My parents had gone out on patrol and left me at home with one of my mom's closest friends, Ami. Ami was a pro-hero in America that my mom had grown very close to while growing up. Ami had just moved to Japan, and was staying in Seto's room while she looked for a house to live in and applied for her hero license in Japan. She had the ability of telekinesis, and her hands would turn yellow while she was using her power. Someone had broken into the house while I was sleeping in my room to kidnap me. Ami lost her life that day, and her blood covered the walls and stairwell of our house. That sadly was the last glimpse I had of my house ever again.

When I was kidnapped I had been knocked out shortly after getting out of the front door. I was quickly brought to a man named Shigaraki. He told me that as long as I behaved and did as he said no harm was to come to me. I quickly learned that was a complete lie, though I was not harmed when he was around. There I met a doctor, whom I had a feeling I had met before. This Doctor enjoyed his experiments, and loved watching my quirks at work, especially the ones given to me by Shigaraki. I was given the quirks, because Shigaraki saw me as a very useful person for the future of the world. He wanted me to help him shape the world, because he knew I had inherited my mother's quirk, and I had shown some signs of developing my father's as well. He thought that giving me other quirks would only increase just how useful I could be to him and his cause.

He had gifted me my first quirk just 5 days after being with him. It was the quirk telepathy, meaning I could read minds of those within a 1 kilometer radius. When I first started hearing the voices within my head I thought I was losing my mind. This went on for a month before I realized that the voices in my head weren't my own, they were the thoughts of those around me. I did find comfort in one voice, a young boy's. He could have been the same age as Seto, he sounded very similar when he spoke. His name was Tenko, he told me and Mr. Shigaraki had saved him from dying on the street. He seemed really sweet and was really nice to talk with amongst all the adults. During the time I had been placed in a room with only a twin sized bed, a medium sized mirror, and a small 2 drawer dresser. I could venture out of the room only if I was escorted out. When I realized that I could read minds, and I could control the thoughts of those around me, I was asked to meet with people alongside Mr. Shigaraki. During these meetings I was asked to listen in on their minds and then let Mr. Shigaraki know what they were thinking after. I was getting really good at it, and I was in return rewarded.

It was 7 months into my capture, before I had been gifted an additional quirk. This time the ability to regenerate, meaning if I got hurt I could heal. This was when things started to get rough for me. I was then put into training. I was definitely out matched a lot of the times, but this was for them to measure how much and how fast I could heal. When I would win a fight I was rewarded with a warm meal and time outside of my room. When I would lose, I was punished with what I would consider as slop, basically a cold and bland oatmeal. This went on for about 4 months before I ended up developing my father's quirk, thankfully I was able to hide this newfound ability. I had noticed it when I was alone and I started thinking about my dad. I had missed my family dearly, and everyday I was wishing they would come to save me from this nightmare.

3 more months passed after I developed the erasure quirk, before I was given another quirk. This time I was able to duplicate a quirk or action, just by seeing it in action. I could retain up to 6 quirks within my mind at one time. I had learned that if I didn't want to remember the quirk anymore I could simply "delete" it from my mind. I learned to keep one quirk stored at all times, the one that Mr. Shigaraki used. I knew that one day I would need this quirk to help save the world, and become the hero I knew I was destined to be.

I spent 4 more months training and standing right beside Mr. Shigaraki, before things started to look up for me. It was in the middle of the night when the room I was in shook, awakening me from my sleep. I quickly stood up and ran to the door that led into the hallway. I tried to open it, as I had tried many times before hoping to escape, only to realize that just like all the other times it was locked. I banged on the door, knowing that my fire quirk was not going to be helpful. I banged and yelled at the door until I heard a voice yell out. That was the day things began to change, for everyone I know.