a story that took place in the mha world where eri wasn't the only child who got tormented due to her quirk, but her sister as well...
read 'enhance :eri sister' from start to finish to unlock the door about their lives of dear sisters
trigger...
Stranger by Oxford definition :- a person whom one does not know or with whom one is not familiar.
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OC! P.O.V
Waking up with a body aching badly all over is definitely no fun, especially having to do it everyday
my head felt light and dizzy, my eyes looked up to see shadowy black walls
I sighed and sat up slouching, groaning at every movement made
"You're awake?"
Jolting, mixture of surprise and fear engulfed me only to be replaced with pain
'What was that voice?? Who?? Am I going crazy??' I shuffle looking around the room with cloudy visions, there wasn't anyone on sight
"Hello?" There it is again the voice, that deep gruffy voice
'Am I really going crazy? Did the blood loss make me loose my mind?'
"um... Hello?" I answered back, trying to check if I was indeed crazy
"Ah! Good, can you help me?" it requested
'So I'm not crazy, there's actually another person here' but-who?
The voice absolutely does not belong to my younger sister eri, more like a man-an old man
"Hold on," getting up from the bed really took a toll, overhaul hasn't reset me yet
My legs gave up, thudding the cold hard ground, "Ah!", my cuts on the legs reopened
"Pl-agh-please wait," the other voice hummed in response hoping it was a yes
With trembling hands, I gently placed it on my hips, hissing at my own touch and my palms glowed soft yellow activating my quirk,
Doing my best to fasten the production of red blood cells, white blood cells and platelets on the bone marrow located
To replace the blood I'm missing it took about 3 to 5 minutes, my energy gradually came back, my head was clear along with visions after having the proper amount to blood and oxygen needed, although some was seeping out from the reopened wounds
Rubbing my eyes to try and see more better inside this dark cage, the person behind the voice was still nowhere in my sight
"Wh-um-where?..... Are you?" asking it one more time so I could follow the voice, still thinking I'm crazy and all of this is a hallucination
"Here" the voice replied, and it was... In front of me, the origin voice came from the front
Standing up again, balancing myself properly and basically waddling my feet until a men was in my veiw, focussing I could tell his legs was chained together and his hands restrained by a block up to his elbow and his eyes was covered by a cloth
'Who is this men? How? When? What happened? How long was I out?' as you might have guessed many questions swarmed through my mind, sitting carefully I slowly reached out to remove his blindfold
My red ruby eyes met with a pair of barely visible tired black ones
"Thanks kid" . . . . . . . . . .
"Eri?" He mumbled, narrowing his eyes
"Oh no i'm- wait you know eri! That mean she's saved right?!" my eyes widen realizing the mention of eris' name, the stranger knew eri!, so that means.... He's a hero!!
"Ar-ahem-are you a hero?" He nodded
I blinked a few times in disbelief, question running around my head again in spirals
He questioned me before I got to ask mine, "Who are you?"
"Oh I'm e-"
"Ema! It's time" our conversation cut short, with chrono calling my name for another 'test' it seems
The light from the hallway outside was enough for the room to lit slightly. "Oh, seems like you're awake, erasurehead" chrono taunt the man called erasurehead
With the help of lighting, finally I can enter the image of the chained hero, he was locked with metals and wears a matching disheveled, worn down simple black clothing. His face was somewhat bruised and no sign of medical assistant to it
From the looks of it, he was fighting before this, fighting close combats...
"EMA! I said Let's go!" angrily with a raised voiced that easily made me flinched
I requested for one minute by holding a finger up to him and chrono "generously" gave me five minutes no more no less
I thanked him and he harshly closed the door, blocking the lights
Looking back at the men, who was stuck with me, I helped him up to his feet
"Let me help you to bed, sitting on the cold concrete floor is no good"
He hummed and grunted when he stood up, looks like he was sitting for hours. Sudden guilt wash over me
Slowly we walked to the bed and he sat on it, exhaling a heavy sigh
"Let's talk later, I have to go," and right on time the door opened once again
