Koko

-Koko Age 4- “Mama! Mama!” I scream excitedly. “What are we gonna do for my birthday today?” “Anything you want sweetie,” My mother declared, staring down at me, with her soft smile. “Can we build a treehouse? I've seen them online and wanted to build one with you and papa,” I asked my mother, gazing into her eyes. “Of course we can sweetie,” My mother whispered, picking me up and hugging me. “I’ll call your father to bring home wood, nail’s, and other stuff, so we can make you your treehouse.” “YAY!” I squealed, jumping up and down. -Later that day- “Koko! Kara! I’m home!” My father beamed, hauling all of the hardwear junk he bought into the house. “Papa!” I cheered, jumping into my father’s arms. “Hello kiddo!” he smiled. “Let's get to building your treehouse!” My father set me down, picked up all of the supplies, and started walking to the backdoor. As my father did that I walked to the kitchen, to grab my mother. “Mama! Let's go build my treehouse!” I rejoiced, tugging on my mothers arm. “I'm making dinner Koko, I'll help you and your father after dinner,” My mother sighed. “Ok,” I murmured, walking away, following my father outside. As I walked outside, I saw my father looking at blue paper. I walk over to him. “Papa, what's that?” I queried, looking at the paper. “This is a blueprint, we need this in order to build your treehouse,” My father laughed. “Koko! Himei! It’s time for dinner!” my mother hollered, standing in the doorway of the backdoor. I quickly ran inside my father following behind, the food my mother prepared waiting on the dinning table as we came in. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ -A week later- “Welcome home kiddo!” my father exclaimed, picking me up as I walked through the door, coming home from school. “Me and your mother have a surprise for you!” My father declared. My mother and father cover my eyes and walk me outside. “TADA!” my mother and father cheered, removing their hands from my eyes. “WOAH! YOU FINISHED MY TREEHOUSE!” I roared, hugging my mother and father tightly. “THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!” “Well don't just stand here, go check it out,” My mother said, pushing me towards the treehouse. I quickly ran to the treehouse, and continued to jump onto the latter climbing upwards. As I reached the top, the sides of my head started to sting, I reached to touch my head and fell off the ladder. In a flash I grew wings out of my head, and glided to the ground safely. In a panic my mother and father ran to me, pulling me into a hug. “Koko are you alright?!?” My father and mother say, shakend. “Oh wow Koko you have wings!” My mother smiled. Not even thirty seconds later I transform into a snowy owl. “Oh my!” My mother screams. “Koko you got your quirk, sweetie!” “OH WOW! REALLY?!?” I ask, baffled. “Yea, my little owlet!” My father announced, picking me up and hugging me. 𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊 ૮ ◞ ﻌ ◟ ა -Koko Age 6- “Koko wake up!” my mother says in a panicky voice, violently shaking me awake. “Mama what's going on?” I ask my mother, dazed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. “We have to leave Koko! People have broken into the house and they are armed with weapons!” My mother explains, taking my hand and leading me out of my bedroom. BANG! Me and my mother turn around towards the living room and watch as a red liquid spills out from the living room doorway. My mother tugs my arm, trying to lead me away from it all. She runs straight into a huge buff guy, and he grabs my mother by the arm, pulling her away from me. I try to run back to my mother but another one of the burglars grabs my arms and holds me back. I watch as the buff burglar holds my mother down and slashes her throat, leaving her for dead. “NO! MAMA!” I cry out, crawling towards my now deceased mother. “What do we do with the kid?” the buff burglar questioned. “I don't know! Don't ask me dumbass. Let’s take her to the boss and he’ll figure it out,” the other burglar exclaimed. “Alright,” The buff burglar replied, walking away. The other burglar picked me up by the arms and dragged me away to the living room. As we entered the room, I saw my father laying on the ground, a bullet hole right through his head. The burglar continued to drag me into the kitchen, where I saw a man wearing all black, unlike all the other burglars. “Boss there’s a kid, what do we do with it?” the burglar holding my arms, explained to the man wearing black. “Hm, I heard kids go for a lot of money on the black market. Let’s take her with us,” The boss man announced, leaning down looking straight in my eyes. The buff guy picks me up, holding me over his shoulder. I started to kick and scream, but one of the other burglars puts a white cloth over my mouth and everything goes black. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ BAMP! I’m awakened with a tingling sensation going all over my body, it feels like I'm being stabbed everywhere. I lift my head up to see the man dressed in black standing above me. I look around, and see my arms and ankles restrained by chains. “So you’re finally awake,” He snickers. He snaps his fingers, to which a couple of his minions pick me up and throw me into a large cage. They slam the cage door and lock it with a padlock. “You’re gonna stay in here until someone buys you, so get comfy,” The man wearing black laughs, walking away with his minions. I move over to the farthest corner, curl up into a ball, and cry myself to sleep, thinking of my parents. 𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊 /ᐠ - ˕ -マ Ⳋ -Koko Age 8- As I open my eyes, I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes. I look at the steel bars that surround me. Hm, I wonder what wonderful and fulfilling day I'll have, I sarcastically think to myself. “So you're finally awake,” the boss man announces, walking up to my steel cage. I look up, staring into his eyes. “Guess what! You’re finally being sold off, I finally am getting rid of you. You’ve been such a pest these past couple years. Goodbye, I hope to never see your face ever again,” He barks, with a small laugh. Pulling a black sheet over the bars, trapping me in darkness. I curl up into a ball, and force myself back to sleep. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ -Couple Hours later- I awake being dragged across a wooden floor, my hands and feet bound in chains. “What’s going on?!?!” I whisper, alarmed at what’s happening. “Would you be quiet, I'm trying to surprise my brother with you,” The man dragging me announced. The man opens a small wooden door, leading into what looks to be a small apartment bedroom. “Hello Sukamu, I’ve got a gift for you!” He throws me in front of a man, who I assume is Sukamu. “A little girl?” Sukamu asked, confused. “You can use her as a maid if you’d like. I spent a lot of money to get her so I hope you’re happy,” The other man explains. “Well, thank you, Nioi,” Sukamu grin’s. “Well, I’m gonna get going. Let me know if there are any problems with her and I’ll fix it,” Nioi announces, walking out of the room. Making sure to shut the door behind him. “What’s your name child?” Sukamu asks, lifting my head up with his hand. “It’s Koko, sir,” I stutter. “Well, Koko, from now on you will call me Master and nothing other than master. Do I make myself clear?” He whispers into my ear, holding onto my right arm, making sure I can't move. I nod my head, a tear rolling down my face in fear. “Aw, how cute. Now, your first task is to go get me a beer out of the fridge,” I stand and stare at him for a couple seconds. “NOW!” He screams. I quickly run out the wooden door and find my way into what looks to be a kitchen. I sprint to the fridge and grab one of the beers, before going back into the bedroom I check the front door and windows, trying to see if any of them are unlocked so I can escape. After I check the last window I sigh realizing none of them are unlocked, with that I walk back to the guys bedroom and hand him his beer. “What took you so long?” He growls, looking me up and down. “I couldn’t find the kitchen,” I explain, looking down at the floor, clenching onto my gross and holey shirt. “I don’t know how you couldn’t, I live in a very small run down apartment,” He scoffed, getting up out of his bed. I fall to the floor, and try to crawl away from him. He picks up the chain around my ankle and drags me back towards him. “If you’re lying to me I will hurt you,” He growls, glaring at me. I just nod, in fear of getting beaten. “It’s getting late and I’m tired, you will be sleeping next to me. Do I make myself clear?” I nod, looking him up and down, worriedly. He picks me up and sets me in his bed, and he crawls into bed right after. After he lays down he inches close to me and puts his arm around my waist. Even though I’m uncomfortable in this situation, I stay quiet in fear I'll get beat if I say something. I force my eyes shut and fall asleep. 𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊𓍊𓋼𓆏𓋼𓍊 ฅ^.ᆺ.^ฅ -Koko Age 10- “Wake up Koko!” Sukamu yells into my ear, making me jump out of the bed onto the floor. “Bring me a beer!” “Yes, Master, right away,” I ramble, scrambling to my feet, running to the fridge. I quickly run back into his room. “Here you go, master,” My shaky hands spill the beer all over Sukamu, and he stands up, clenching his fists, and baring his teeth. I try to run away from him, but he drags me back by the chains around my feet, picks me up by my arm and slams me against the wall. He picks me up again and pins me against the wall, with his already clenched fist, BAM! he hits me across the face, making my lip bleed and tears run down my face. “I’M SORRY! I’M SORRY! PLEASE STOP!” I weep, holding my free hand up showing him to stop. “Don’t do that ever again, got it?” Sukamu roars, glaring into my eyes, 5 inches from my face. I nod. He sets me down, pulling me close to him, and sniffs my hair. “Now go get me another beer.” Shaken, I quietly go and get him another beer. As I grab a beer out of the fridge I noticed that one of the windows was unlocked, I quickly run to Sukamu and hand him his beer. “Here you go, master,” I whisper quietly. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom, master,” I whisper. “Don't be long,” He bellows. I slowly walk out of the bedroom, I quickly run back over to the window, and as quietly as I can, I open the window and jump out. As soon as I jump out of the window I quickly get off my feet and run up the street. While I ran, I look behind me multiple times, making sure I wasn’t being followed. In the process of looking back I run into someone, and fall to the ground. “Are you alright?” A man with longish black hair and yellow goggles asks me, leaning down making sure I'm ok. “Please, you have to help me!” I reply in a nervous and panicky voice. The man picks me up off the ground and kneels down. He looks me up and down, he pulls me into his arms, and hugs me. “It’s ok, shh shh. You’re ok now,” The man whispers in a calming voice. He picks me up and carries me over to a group of hero’s. “What’s with the kid, eraserhead?” A man with blond hair asks. “To be honest, I have no idea what's going on but she is badly hurt and is asking for help,” Eraserhead replies. “Hey!” Sukamu yells, waving his hands in the air trying to get the attention of the hero’s. “That’s my kid, thank you so much for finding her. I’ve been looking everywhere for her.” Eraserhead sets me down. “Is this your father?” Eraserhead asks me, holding onto my hand still. I shake my head no and quickly hide behind him, clenching onto the back of his shirt. “She does that sometimes. It’s a game we play,” Sukamu nervously explains. “Why does she have chains around her wrists and ankles? And why does she have so many bruises?” The blond man asks Sukamu. Sukamu blankly stares at the man, sweat rolling down his face. The hero’s quickly pin him to the ground, and in no time a police car arrives and takes Sukamu away. Not long after the police car leaves, I start to feel dizzy, in a flash everything goes black. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ As I slowly open my eyes, I look over to my right and see the Eraserhead guy from earlier. He looks over at me and we make eye contact. “So you’re finally awake huh,” He sarcastically asks me. “So what's your name kid?” “My name is Koko, Koko Hoshi,” I whisper, nervously biting my lip. “Koko, that’s a cute name. You can just call me Aizawa,” he announces. I smile and nod my head. “Where are your real parents?” Aizawa asks me, concerned. “They’re dead,” I mutter, looking down at the sheets on the hospital bed. “Oh,” He goes quiet for a minute. “Well, how would you feel if I adopted you?” “What? You would do that?” I sit up straight looking at him with wide eyes. “Yes,” he smiles. I smile back. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ -A couple days later- “Hey, kiddo,” Aizawa greets me, walking through the hospital room door. “Aizawa!” I leap out of bed, run straight into him, and hug him tightly. “Guess what! The adoption papers were finalized and you can come home with me today!” He explains, picking me up, and pulls me into a hug. “YAY!” I cheer, jumping out of his arms. “Oh and before I forget, I have a gift for you,” He smiles, handing me a huge gift box. I set it onto my hospital bed. I open the gift and smile. “Oh wow a new dress?!? And a new pair of shoes?!?” I beam. “Well, go put them on,” He exclaims. I quickly run into the bathroom. Not even 5 minutes later, I come out of the bathroom with a huge smile on my face. “I knew you would like that dress. We should get going now,” He announces, taking my hand and leading me out of the hospital room. As the car roars to a stop, I look at where I’ll be living with Aizawa and notice the UA school my parents always talked about. “Is that UA?” I ask Aizawa, confused. “Yes it is, I teach there. And once you’re settled in I’ll introduce you to all the teachers there, they all are looking forward to meeting you,” he explains, as he practically drags me into my new home. ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ -A couple days later [Saturday]- “Aizawa! Aizawa!” I shout, as Aizawa walks into the kitchen. “Yes, Koko?” He asks, still a little dazed from waking up. “Can I go with you to your meeting today? I really wanna meet all of the teachers you work with,” I ask, gazing into his eyes, looking like a sad puppy. “Sure,” he replies, smiling. “YAY!” I scream, jumping up and down in excitement. -A hour later, at UA- “I’m so excited Aizawa,” I smile, pulling Aizawa by the arm, practically dragging him. “I know, Koko. The next door to your left is the door you need to go through,” he explains. I quickly let go of Aizawa’s hand and rush into the room. Upon entering I see four people in the room, I only recognize one of them, a tallish blond loud guy that was with Aizawa when he saved me. “Aw, Aizawa, she’s so adorable,” a woman with dark-purple hair, and red glasses, gasp’s staring at me. Startled, I quickly run and hide behind Aizawa. “Hey, it’s ok little one,” a white, short, mouse looking guy assures me. Aizawa steps back, puts his hands on my back and pushes me forward. I look up at the woman in front of me. She kneels down and hands me a small gift. I slowly rip off the wrapping paper and see a medium sized teddy bear with button eyes, and a small pink heart nose. I look at the woman and smile with wide eyes, and hug the bear. “Thank you, miss!” I beam. “You’re welcome, little one. Also you can call me Midnight,” The woman laughs, standing straight. “Oh! I also have a gift for you!” the short mouse man giggles. “Here you go, little one!” He hands me a small box with a smiley face wrapping paper. I rip back the paper, I open the small box and see a small transparents sphere made of glass, and inside the glass I see a small scene with a couple of cats. “Woah! It’s so pretty! What is it?” I inquire, looking at the sphere with confusion and excitement. “It’s a snow globe dear,” the short white mouse guy answers, with an award smile. “It’s so pretty! Thank you mister mouse man!” I cheer, shaking the snow globe and watch as the white snow falls. “You’re welcome, and you can call me Nezu,” the small mouse man chuckles. “Well it looks like she already found her favorite gift,” a loud man with blond hair annouses. “Now, now, this isn’t a competition,” an short elderly woman replies, pulling out some candy from her pocket, handing it to me. I smile, stuffing the candy into my pocket. “Thank you miss!” I smile. “You can call me recovery girl, dearie. And the blonde haired man over there, you can call him Present Mic,” the elderly woman remarks, with a smile. I reply with a smile, my eyes glimmering with happiness. Present Mic walks over to me and hands me a large gift. I set it onto the floor and rip back the wrapping paper. I see a weird thick shaped black box. I slowly open the lid and see a black guitar. Woah! I’ve only seen these on TV! I think to myself, with my eyes wide and mouth open. “Do you like it?” Present Mic inquires, looking at me with a concerned face. “I LOVE IT!!” I scream, jumping up from the ground. I quickly run over to Present Mic and hug him. “Thank you! Thank you!” “Oh! Well, you’re welcome kiddo!” He smiles. “Koko, it’s getting late. We need to go home now,” Aizawa sighs, picking up my gifts. “Bye Koko!” Everyone cheers, waving me goodbye. “Bye!” I yell back.