~Flashback~

[Your P.O.V.]

Screams, cries, agony. That was all I heard every day.

"(F/n)! Keep running!" My father shouted after noticing how my scratched legs became more and more clumsy.

"I-I'm trying!"

I was reaching my limit.

But even if my throat hurt and I was short of breath, I didn't stop running, holding both hands of my parents.

That was a normal day here since the war began. The city was destroyed, and people weren't able to stop running away from the villains. Even if the pro heroes were already trying to help all of us, there were too many of them.

The atmosphere couldn't be any thicker.

I turned my head and looked back at the disaster we were running away from, some of my (h/c) locks blocking my view. "Why do we have to run!? You... you know how to fight! You've always been doing that before! A-And I have the quirks of mummy and daddy! I can help, too!" I exclaimed desperately while moving my head straight forward again.

My parents. They were heroes. But since I was born, they didn't want to get involved in any hero issues. In fact, they tried to act as quirkless people to remain in a calm life. Not to mention that they even told their daughter not to use her own quirks.

My mother had Super-Speed, and my father was able to summon guns from his body by using his vital energy. That quirk was called Birth-Weapon, and you only get to choose one kind of weapon for the rest of your life.

Pretty cool, huh?

Though, unfortunately for them, I inherited both quirks: I could move with an abnormal speed, and I chose a strange scythe that came to my mind to be my weapon for life.

Yeah, blessed inheritance.

But I would be cannon fodder for villains.

My parents hoped I wouldn't be able to inherit any quirk; they were so scared if I decided to become a hero, or in the worst case, a villain, that they even forbade me to use them. But I always thought that they acted like that because they were scared of losing me.

I was overprotected.

Anyway, every time they couldn't see me, I played with them. Why not take advantage of having two awesome quirks? Not every day one is born with a perfect combination of power.

But power is also dangerous if you don't know how to use it.

I also thought that they were scared of my decision of having a scythe. It fits better with a villain, but even so, I defended I would do good things. However, at least, they seemed to start trusting me with that decision of mine and even began to call me their little 'Good Reaper' or 'Bright Reaper'.

But that didn't matter; they always told me that I mustn't use any of my quirks.

My parents continued running through the destroyed streets non-stop. "No, honey, we can't fight! We have to take you to a safer place!" My mother shouted as well.

I said nothing, trying to understand why they acted like that in such a situation...

But I was unable to do it.

I was too confused. Why didn't my mother start running as fast as sound with me? And why didn't my father make his guns appear and used them? Maybe because he had to canalize some of the energy he was using to run to summon his weapons and for the energy bullets... But my mother? Why didn't she take advantage of hers?

Absurd.

Eventually, my father found a place where the three of us could have a break, but not for much longer. A pair of villains was prowling around there and saw us. One of them was wearing a large cape and had a skeleton-like mask on his face while the other one looked more like a toxic mushroom. Both of the villains approached my parents and me.

The faces of my parents went blank, as well as their eyes widened in fear. I couldn't lie and say that I wasn't scared, but deep inside me trusted that my mother and my father would fight... as they always told me they did before I was born...

They were running out of time.

"Oh! What do we have here!?" Skeleton exclaimed with a disgusting tone of sarcasm in his voice. "Man, I thought we already took care of everyone!" He complained.

My mother brought me closer to her body and wrapped her arms around my little frame. My father, however, stood before the both of us protectively.

"Hahaha! Don't be so scared! We are going to end you that fast that you won't remember if you really have been alive..." Mushroom said while laughing, emphasizing the last words.

I was still thinking that they could have fought back.

And me, too.

My big (e/c) eyes scanned the place. I knew the building was pretty unstable; it could crash down if any of us tried to do anything, and also my parents knew. I thought that would be one of the reasons they didn't fight but still, I would have loved to see them have a real fight before they died.

If they had, they might have been alive now.

Who knows.

"Don't you dare do anything! You both will die too!" My mother shouted, hugging me tighter.

I didn't understand why they were still not fighting. Didn't they see that being weak didn't help!?

"Don't worry about that ma'am, we don't need to touch you at all. We can always do this!" Mushroom put his hands up without hesitation, and a light violet smoke started to emanate from his fingers.

Skeleton held his mask tight with his fingers and waved at us. "Goodbye, happy family."

As soon as the smoke reached our airways, we began to cough and lose our consciousness little by little. At that point, I knew I wouldn't be able to come back to the good old times; even I knew I wouldn't see my parents again. I didn't have the chance to speak; I was too occupied wondering myself why nobody was fighting back, even a little girl like me.

And then, Skeleton kneeled down and put his hand on the floor, creating an earthquake with his quirk, as if the smoke wasn't enough. He wanted to bury my parents and me with the pieces of the building that were about to fall.

At that moment, I realized that I had ceased to be an innocent child.

We were going to die.

My father started to run weakly where my mother and I were and began to hug me tight as well, though I didn't react at all, I was so filled up with impotence that I stopped thinking about what was happening around me.

"(F-F/n)... we love you a-and we are so proud of you."

"Please, d-don't make the same mistakes as we did."

"Grow strong, make a lot of friends, behave well, (f/n), and don't forget...

... to live."

That was all they said before they got hit by the pieces, causing their death.

Trying to protect me, my parents died. And their lifeless bodies lay beside me.

I had inhaled a lot of smoke and I thought I was about to die, too. The last thing I saw before fainting was a big explosion in front of me, and because of the expansive wave, my parents' corpses and I flew away.

A blond man with strange hair and a wide smile was approaching from afar.

"You no longer have to worry! Why, you ask? BECAUSE I'M HERE!!"

After that, everything went black.

~Present time~

I woke up with the sound of the alarm clock.

"Ugh... damn it." What a good way to start the day as you can see. "Gosh, I had that dream once more! I'm starting to get fucking tired of dreaming the same again and again!" I groaned annoyed while rubbing my eyes. "You know, I would like to dream something different like being chased by butterflies or unicorns who want to give me some chocolate!"

With a sigh, even if I didn't want to do it, I got up of the bed and started to get prepared for a new day of school.

Yay.

I lived alone, in the house my old rich godmother lent me until I graduated from university. And that was pretty cool if you ask me what I think about it.

But the thing that wasn't as cool as the first one was that sometimes I could dream again about what happened some years ago and seriously, I was getting sick of it. It was hard to move on, and that dream was chasing me with no end. It seemed as if my subconscious was trying to tell me something...

Weeks after that day, I found out that the man who saved me was known as All Might and he had become the Symbol of Peace. And no doubt why, to be honest; the big amount of people he had rescued during the war was almost unbelievable.

Anyway, after putting on my school uniform, I came downstairs to my kitchen and turned on the TV to watch the news while having breakfast. Who could tell that I would be so lucky that the same person I was talking about before would appear on the TV as well?

"Oh, it's All Might." I got a closer look at the background of the scene, sensing that it seemed familiar to me. "He's not so far away from here. If I had dressed before, I could have seen him."

I started to see All Might more on the TV and little by little he was becoming the person I admired the most. I loved how he calmed the ones he's about to save with his smile, saying that everything was going to be alright. One day I would be able to meet him and thank him for saving me that day, even if he couldn't arrive on time to save my parents.

When I finished eating, I brushed my teeth and put my (f/c) socks on before wearing my shoes. I stepped out from my house and noticed that it was a nice day.

"I think I'm gonna take a walk to school instead of going by bus. Days like these make me feel in a good mood." I thought aloud in front of my house's door.

I always walked alone to school. I didn't have any friends because it was hard for me to interact with others. I may have a little chat, but nothing more, since the incident with my parents made me become more introverted than how I used to be.

Although in the past months, I started to get along with one of the guys that attended my school, too. His name was Izuku Midoriya. I met him because we bumped into each other after turning the corner of one of the school hallways in the break. Unintentionally, I made the poor boy fall on his butt, instantly dropping the notebook he was holding.

I noticed he was obsessed with All Might or heroes in general, due to the fact that entire notebook contained a lot of drawings and information about them. He became so freaking flustered that I told him that I was a fan of All Might too to make him calm down a bit.

Since that day, we encountered each other more often, and we could meet in the break time to talk about heroes. He seemed that he wanted to be my friend and I didn't mind at all, he was a nice guy after all.

What a coincidence that I saw him before entering the school.

"Good morning, Midoriya." I greeted him with a smile.

"G-Good morning, (l/n)! H-How have you been?" He greeted a bit flustered.

I couldn't help but laugh at his cuteness, I knew I was the first girl who talked to him, and he still didn't know how to act around me.

"Pretty good, and you? Have you seen the news? All Might was on the TV again."

His green eyes lit up while looking at my (e/c) ones. "Yeah! I've seen him, too! He was awesome out there!" The boy exclaimed happily.

We both continued chatting and entered the school building. Izuku stopped in front of the door of his classroom before reaching the doorknob and turned his body to face me.

"You know, (l/n)." The boy called me with a quiet voice, a pink blush adorning his cheeks. "I have already told you thousands of times, but I really want to become a hero one day..." He said. "Even if I don't have a quirk, I-I wanna go to the U.A. Academy!"

I was aware that he always wanted to have a quirk and become a hero like All Might, and even if he didn't manifest one, Izuku never gave up on his dream and still believed that he could enter the most important academia of heroes of the country.

I couldn't help but send the green-haired boy a warm smile, he showed so much determination that I was sure he would be able to reach his dreams. "Midoriya, I'm sure you-"

"HUH!? DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH, DEKU!! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT YOU CAN'T BE A HERO WITHOUT A QUIRK!!"

I wasn't able to finish what I was saying when the bully of his class suddenly appeared, making the both of us jump scared.

Since I met Izuku, this annoying guy was always around, ready to bully my new friend. Though I never saw him in action right in front of me, so this was the first time I was witnessing it.

I rolled my eyes and turned my head to his direction, frowning in annoyance. "Ah... Katsuki Bakugou."