My name is Kiana and life hasn't been kind for me.
Never has been.
It's due to a specific ability in this world called quirks.
These "quirks" are superpowers that suddenly came into existence at some time I don't care to remember.
They can range from letting you extend your finger to letting you set rules onto yourself and others that results in reality being manipulated to follow these rules.
However, due to the human mind, when one discovers that someone doesn't have one of these abilities, they feel superior.
Those without quirks are called quirkless.
Genius, right?
Anyway, those who are quirkless aren't exactly liked in this time of age.
Both for the aforementioned reason and the fact that they are absolutely worthless in a society of superpowers.
The only thing thy can really do is become workers in a backwater store.
This then creates a toxic mentality towards the quirkless.
This mentality is the strong prey on the weak.
As you all can guess, I am apart of the weak.
I am quirkless with no parents to speak of.
I don't even know who my parents are.
All that I know is that I randomly appeared in front of an orphanage when I was a baby.
After they did everything in their power to figure out who my parents were, no records ever shown my parents to have existed.
This attention to my situation all changed when I turned four years of age sadly.
You all might be wondering, how do you know if you have a quirk?
Well, when you turn four years old, your quirk manifests, sometimes uncontrollably.
You are then taken to a specialized doctor to see if you have one and what it is.
However, due to one damned joint, you may not get a quirk.
If you have two joints in your pinky toe, you have a very high chance of being quirkless.
And that's exactly what happened to me.
After that one doctor trip, my life turned into a living hell.
Anyone who had even somewhat looked favorably on me pulled full 180's and started to bully me.
Of course, that's all it started out as.
Simple name calling.
But as life went on, things started becoming more physical.
It first started as playful hits, the slight emotional manipulation, but soon turned more and more violent until they started using their quirks on me.
Their excuse being, "since you are useless to this world, you might as well become useful by being our live training dummy!"
That all happened in the span of 14 years.
There was one main person who led the charge though.
His name is Katsuki Bakugo.
I wish he dies in a fire along with the entire damn orphanage.
His quirk is that he gets to make explosions out of his palms through the sweat on his hands.
It's "very fun" to patch up the wounds he gives me.
He has goons that follow him everywhere but they aren't notable enough to want to even think about them.
There are two big reasons I have yet to pull the trigger on myself are that if I did, it would prove the bitchy Pomeranian right, and that I would leave my only friend alone.
Her name is Izumi Midoriya and she is also quirkless.
She is the sister of another torturer of mine named Izuku. He has a telekinesis quirk.
Due to her being quirkless, her brother and the others beat her as bad as they do to me.
Though Izuku focuses more on her than me as he can't stand being related to a worthless quirkless being.
She's the only reason I keep holding on to reason.
After graduating from our Highschool, Aldera, we frequently talked and met with each other.
Recently, Izumi has told me about her plans to get into UA, and I fully believe she can get in. (It's a college in this)
She is more than smart enough if only for the general classes.
For me though?
Well, I have to worry about this being the last day at this damn orphanage.
For how shitty this place has been, its been the only home I could stay in.
And that leads to now. A slightly different day of my everyday life."Why do I have to wake up?" I mutter to myself.
"Whatever. Time to go to hell."
I say as I yawn and get up from the cold floor I was just laying on.
I leave my room and start walking towards the entrance. I pass the cafeteria knowing full well that they wont give me anything to eat.
As I am about to leave the orphanage, I see Katsuki, Izuku, and their goons look at me with a predatory smile.
'They are planning something different today.
Every time a new step was taken towards me, they always looked at me with that smile.'
I shudder at my thoughts.
'What could be worse than what they are already doing to me? What could it be?!'
That was the only thing I could think of while walking.
I usually go walk around the city and do odd jobs for some small amount of money that I've been saving for a house.
However, due to those smiles in the back of my mind, I spent a lot less time outside that I usually would.
On the way back to the building, I was as attentive as I could be, but nothing jumped at me to attack me.
I surprisingly made it back to the orphanage unscathed and uncharacteristically thought I was safe.
Why would I think that?
The minute I entered my room I couldn't move my body.'Izuku?! Wait, why can't I talk?!'
And then I heard chuckling.
Izuku: "You really thought you were safe huh? Well, for what we have planned you can't be struggling for it to work."
While he was talking I felt shivers go down my spine as I was able to feel the hungry stares those I could and couldn't see in the room were giving me.
'Shit! Why! WHY! Why is this happening to me?! I've done nothing wrong! What did I do to deserve this!'
He starts to walk up to me.
Izuku: "It was agreed that I would get the first round."
I was starting to cry as I felt his hands start to touch my body.
I struggled and struggled to break free from his telekinesis but suddenly, it worked!
I pushed him away and, in an inhuman burst of speed, I ran out of my room and went straight for the back exit which leads towards a forest.
I quickly make it there but a ways behind me, I hear
Izuku: "I CAN'T HOLD HER DOWN FOR SOME REASON!"
Katsuki: "WELL THEN TRY HARDER DUMBASS!"
They continued to bicker as I ran deeper into the forest.
Weirdly enough, I was able to hear their footsteps even though they were far behind me.
Goon 1: "How is she so fast?! She doesn't have a quirk!"
He says in between breaths.
Katsuki: I DON'T KNOW HOW EITHER! WE LOST THAT BITCH THOUGH SO SPREAD OUT AND LOOK FOR HER!"
I sighed in relief at his words and stopped paying attention to where I was going for a second.
I quickly regretted that though as I started to stumble down a steep hill, hit a tree, and ended up loosing consciousness....
"What the hell?"
I mutter as I open my eyes.
Sadly, the moment I do, pain assaults my every sense.
I look down at my body and notice that... Everything is not how it should be.
A leg is twisted all the way around, both have bones sticking out of them, and my arms aren't looking any better.
My chest also has a lot of exposed skin with flesh and maybe even muscle having been torn off in places.
Even though pain assaulted my mind, it was entirely clear for some reason.
'Why did this all happen to me? What crimes did I commit in my past life for me to live like this?! Why?... No, its all because of this shitty society of the strong eats the weak. I was weak, so the strong had their way with me. If I could start over again with a quirk, I would do my best to become the top and take revenge for what happened to me."
???: 'This should be enough'