Sometimes things Don't go how people like it many don't just get their wish granted. Fate? Destiny . . . Call it whatever you may call it
It all boils Down to unfairness and injustice in the world everyone lives
"-The measure of man of a man is what he does with power-"
-Plato
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LOCATION: Florida
As the bright sun shine upon houses in a town on close to the coast, it's heat a punishment to those who went about their day down the streets or even took a ride in their cars
Infernal heat and humidity could be describe
Nevertheless everyone went about their days, maybe one or other people around decided it was a good idea to do some of the wildest thing like any one in Florida might do to cool down
Which ended up in Authorities or any available Professional Hero to come in do what they always do no need for the further details
Everything went as it should
The sound of a turned on TV with it's volume raised to the max as sounds of scuffle and fighting went on as it ended with a howl follow by a inconic phrase for the individual watching
"RAIDA KICKUU!!!"
Came the voice of the young watcher beofre the outro music of the show he was watching came in.
The sound of footsteps softly made it's way form the bedroom in the house to the living room as one of the most motherly of voices to any child would make any kid feel at home came as it spoke
"Michael!~ I have a present for you!~"
A red blanket a couple of feet from the Tv shifted, only thing poking underneath it was something akin to a medium size rectangular barrel of the barrel of a gun pointing at the direction of the voice
It said nothing as it gaze to the direction of the voice before seeing a a woman with mature features, yet it held a certain beauty that many mothers would be jelous of.
Her name was Flora a single mother, she worked as a florist, and part time Gardner as well. Her Quirk by any means standard was useless in the eyes of many as it only allowed her to grow Flowers of any kind she liked as long as she touched soil
Her features delicate, soft, yet mature, He iris eyes a hazelnut color and her hair cut in a short bob haircut
"Hey there my ray of sunshine" she took a couple of steps forward before kneeling down as she tilted her head and gave a smile despite looking down at the barrel of a gun
But it want an unusual sight for her, she and countless of time had look down at the same barrel many times over and over.
"Have you been watching your favorite show?" she asked as she stare to Tv as it flash battle scenes and poses form a peculiar hero
"Yeah" came a quiet audible voice underneath the blanket, the barrel now aiming at the Tv as it hummed the music that came out from the Tv
Her expression slightly falters as she listen to the way he spoke. But nevertheless her face shine with hopefulness as she reach her hand forward to the blanket, yet instead of pulling it she lay down on top of it her hand laying on the shoulder of her little one
"I have some news for you Michael" flora said softly as she dropped her voice into a whisper that held a hint of growing playfulness as she lean forward
She whispered inaudibke words only for Michael to hear
The barrel tensed up before remaining completely still before emerging out of the blanket as a short yet middle age young figure lunge forward hugging flora with all it's might
"Really ma?!" he asked excitedly
But beofre she could hug him he pulled away immediately as he look at her still with a excited expression but it slowly turn to a skeptical one
"but . . . All the others . . Say that with my quirk is of a Vill—
Flora's hand came up as she stoped his sentence as her expression still remain happy and joyful yet stern as he heard Michael words. She had heard that one word that had always describe his son's quirk and it's appearance
There was always that label on him, always pushing him to a corner along with others in the school that deemed him to . . . "Unique" along with others.
Through kindergarten, all the way through elementary school she had heard that damned word form the mouths of the teachers and parents that came and go throughout the years.
Yet flora always manage to stay calm and in check to not burst out of control. It had always been about appearances and quirks
"Don't you dare fall into the words that they describe you with" she said softly as her hands grip his shoulders "They may see you just form the outside, but form the inside you are more than what other's perceive of you"
Michael lower it's head looking down at the floor murmuring her mother words the best he could . Flora smile as she stood up as he patted the top his head before letting out a small chuckle
"Get ready Michael we going to get ice cream" she patted his shoulder and guide him to the hallway but to her surprise she saw Michael quickly rush dowm the corridor and took a quick turn to the left almost sliding on the wooden floor
"Careful champ!" She called out beofre being answer quickly by Michael
"Am alright"
Flora cover her mouth as she tried not to laugh, yet at the same time she try not to shatter under the pressure of the lie she had spoke to her own son.
Flora had went to her son's middle school, she had asked the assigned counselor the principal had provided
A Prestigious program and showed up like a bright star that had called the attention of many children in the school.
It was a collab between the two educationa of department between America and Japan. Both departments agree to accept to a student exchange as soon as they passed their last year of middle school with perfect behavior results and grades.
Any more than one ot two F's in classes, or a one bad reputation from The grading behavior system and they were out of the program
Flora cover her mouth as she thought of Michael and the implications that he would because of his quirk, the haressment that always followed him whenever he went.
The young lad Michael made noise in the bathroom as the water was running in the sink humming to himself the melody of his favorite
Flora just couldn't belive what she had implanted in Michael's head
'Your in Michael, your indisde the program You will be a great hero, #1 on the top boar, I am sure you'll make it'.
Her eyes narrow as a the dim light of the room reveal a small glint in the edge of her eyelids. Her hand quickly took it out that faint glint with the back of her hand as she wipe it away before letting out a sigh
Michael look at himself in the mirror . . Well at least in his point of view
In an other's perspectives, or any normal persons view of him would be the end of a barrel form a Desert eagle Aimed at their general direction, where should be eyes or even hair there was none as it was cover by a metallic silver color caparace like helmet made out of the same combination of steel like the many guns or pistols were made out of, His mouth lack no lips or skin exposing the row if His needle like metallic teeth
The only part that would be remotely human to him would be the rest of him, normal human feet body and arms, but with the exception of his knuckles as metallic bumps cover it forming natural like brass knuckles that were still on needing to grow
And to further make his appearance more unsightly was a small horn made out a dark shade of gray in the shape of the hammer of a revolver that seem to be cocked at all times
Michael nevertheless was accustomed to the sight that always stare at him whenever he used the damp towel to clean himself
"You ready Michael?" Came flora's voice as ot was follow by soft footsteps before her figure came into view as she lean against the door frame as she look at the mirror and then to Michael
"Come on Michael" flora patted Michael in the back as he finished cleaning himself and let out a hum as he happily run to the living room and began to put on a jacket
She only let out a small smile as she closed her eyes before moving to the living room and watch as Michael grab an orange tape and began to wrap de adhesive around the tip of the barrel
Flora expression faltered for a second as she watched Michael wrapped the adhesive it was a normal thing for her to see him do that. Of course, she had teach him to do that all along since the beginning of his education
It was more of rule for safety that was recommended for his type of quirk he was born with.
Flora remember how as soon as Michael gave his first cries in her arms, she knew he was different at first sight. The medics had to perform a C-Section as there were complications for him to born as the doctors had dectected an unusual 'deformity'
Yet that diformity was his quirk
The father? Well not present when Michael was born, but flora prefer it that way as he was a deadbeat prefer the easy way . . . The villainous way
She held high hopes for him to change yet that time didn't come, yet she didn't wait for him to either come back as she focus on Michael
The doctors had try to come up with an explanation and define Michael's quirk that was a rare for someone who was born with such quirk. Some doctors said his quirk may have come from his father as it had strong genes that were more dominant than her own given by the quirk of his own name 'Rapid Fire Gunman'
The quirk itself function as two retractable barrels lay inside it's forearm and come out out in any shape or form the user wantedwether be rifles, firearms, and etc.
the body used the rich Iron of the blood, the intake of rich iron food and other rich in mineral foods hep to create ammunition, as well as store high quantities of iron inside bones, hardening it and making them stronger like steel beams as well as the enhanced organs of the user had in it's body and form it's weapon
But it's weakness was the high calibers and heavy weapons as well as the constant use of it's quirk. The body would be pushed to it's limit as it would make the user weak tired him out to the point of passing out, or in some cases a heart attack
That was Michael's father quirk and it didn't take a genius to know in what line of work would he have been in. Flora on the other hand was more of a clam, compose reasonable person. Even she was surprise on why she had fallen in love form a man like that
Maybe it was the thrill? The naivety of being young? Or maybe even a one night stand?
Nevertheless
It seem that Micheal had the same quirk as his father. Yet in his case it seem to be extreme, in the eyes of doctors Michael himself seem to hold if not a version of his father's quirk or something far off that surpass it.
Yet the question remains what things was the son's quirk capable of
or could it have the capacity to take the next step in human evolution itself
Yet, it will cause fear of many of those around him, a similar fear that any human being in heir core held to those who lay upon the end of a barrel of a cold steel aim at them as the one with the trigger decides to let them breath
Yet it's use will depend on the type of man Michael decides to grow into
Flora in all her motherly senses will shape him to be the opposite and the antithesis of what his father is and what his quirk represents him
"Alright Michael"
She took his hand gently as she open the door and step out before shutting and locking the door behind her. "Let's get some ice cream"
Michale despite the lack of his human features happily let out a joyful laugh before jumping excitedly
"Mint chocolate chip! Mint chocolate chip! Mint chocolate chip!"
Flora laugh at Michael's excitement for a simple treat like any kid would, yet she happily obliged him as he deserved it as lately he has Been doing great in math class as well his biology class, quiet the exceptional mind for a kid like him to be interested in such classes despite other kids his age having no interest in
Michael giggle all the way as he walk with flora, Michael was in his own world thinking of nothing but the present and the tomorrow of the many things he would.
No thiughts of his future or any action he would take, just what he would like to do and enjoy the small things that he could do
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