Imma try to keep them in chronological order
Before School Started:
Ezra was tired and the weight of all of her hair tied up in a bun on her head was distracting. She rarely had it up, but this was supposed to be a special day. They just had spent all day in the city, testing her abilities and now she was tired. The little prickles of people's emotions on top of Kai's slight excitement was aggravating. Using her abilities like this was kind of like picking or scratching skin. At first it's fine, then it gets irritated and you want to stop. Afterwards, after scratching or picking it for awhile, even the slightest touches sent pain down your arm. The same concept could be applied for her quirk. Everything seemed to amplified. It hurt and was disorienting.
Though, Kai lead her into that dark musty room that she despised. The room was never good. It had never been used for good things. Blood splatters along the wall and floor, the counter top full of tools, and the wall with the painted target, full of holes, were the only decorations in this room. Were they going to do some knife throwing practices again? Or was he going to steal her Quirk for a little so that he could find out better ways to train? Either way, Ezra wanted to get over it quickly.
The door opened and the whole, gut twisting feeling of pure terror hit her. It made the dark haired girl physically flinch, but Kai just walked into the room. He couldn't feel it. Couldn't feel the dread, the pure helplessness, and mortal terror. What? What was happening? There was a slight sniffle as the girl stepped into the room, letting her eyes adjust as the light was suddenly flicked on.
Another girl was on the floor, blood long ago dried on her face. It looked like it came from her head. Ezra's blue gray eyes widened slightly as the girl moved, chains rattling slightly. She... she knew this girl! They had played before. Somewhere? Kai moved to stand by her, yet just out of reach. Her name was Anne, that's right! They had played a couple of times, right outside of Ezra's parent's house. That was... a couple years ago. When her parents had tried to kill her because they didn't care. Anne had been so nice though, and a constant source of companionship.
Kai was watching, the cold, calculating eyes watching her with a sort of amusement. So he was testing her. The amusement was not from a joke or something funny. He was just testing her again. Ezra swallowed thickly as she took a couple of steps forward, letting the door close behind her with a bang. There was confusion in the dread that made the empath want to cry, want to scream and run. Anne had no idea what was happening either. Yet, Kai did. That's why he brought her here.
"What's happening? Is she joining us?" Ezra asked, trying to keep her small voice steady even as the ice threatened to take over, closing up her throat and make her freeze to the ground. Anne was a little younger than Ezra, she remembered that. How much younger? Ezra couldn't remember. A couple years perhaps? She was like... Ezra tried to think of the useless fact as Kai's silence seemed to grow stronger, only interrupted by the quiet sniffles and cries from Anne, who was still on the ground, seemingly trying to hide away. Anne should be around eight, if what she thought was true.
"No, she is not." An answer. Ok, they were getting somewhere. The somewhere didn't feel very pleasant though.
"Then why is she here?" There was a slight spike of fear as Kai motioned toward the red head. Anne was watching.
"What do you want me to do?" Some of the anxiety crept into her voice, making her take a moment to take a deep breath in. This was a test. You couldn't show fear during tests. There had to be some type of order though. Ezra didn't like the idea of just being allowed to do whatever during a test. It was too dangerous.
"Well, she is here." Obviously. "She can't get out here alive. She knows where we are, who we are." Ezra held her breath, silently begging Kai to not say what she thought he was going to say. "But since you're my favorite student since you're going to grow up and do a lot for our cause, then I thought I might let you do this. You're strong enough and old enough to. It'd be your first job too, and since this helps us a lot, it's an important one."
The words were confusing? Ezra had always fought for Kai's praise since it was something that she only got it when she really deserved it, and he had just said that she was his favorite. The thought made her want to smile, but the rest of the situation made her want to cry. She wasn't going to kill one of her friends! That was just... stupid. Or something. It was getting harder to think as Anne started crying, the shrill cries being paired with wild emotions. If only she could just get a moment to think-
"Does she know our... what we want?" Ezra couldn't recall the right word. It was a word Kai had used so often too. "Maybe we could convince her instead." There was a displeased look on Kai's face, the amusement dropping. Such a short temper and she had dared to try and go against him? Still, it was a fair request. Killing someone was... a lot.
Ezra watched, making sure to try and snap her best blank look onto her face and the rest of her body language. She wasn't scared, no, she was better than that. She wasn't affected by the fear and the crying.
"Do you think if we just let everyone go that we can achieve our cause?" Cause, that was the word. Ezra tried to keep thinking about the little details that didn't matter like that. They were irrelevant to what was happening. They were simple, normal. They weren't a reason to be afraid. Kai coming at her with a knife in his hand was. Him holding out the knife was not. She was in control when she had a weapon. "Do you think that she would go against a simple request if she had been the one who had been saved, taken away from her parents who didn't care about her and tried to kill her? Perhaps," he closed his hand before Ezra could take the knife, ever so slightly turning toward the crying girl. It was obvious during the louder pleads and wails that he was getting frustrated. Kai didn't like noise, she needed to be quiet. If only she could tell Anne that, maybe she would have a better chance. Something told Ezra that thinking like that was stupid. "we should give her the knife and see how far she would go to get out of here? Afterall, she would be a lot more grateful about it, right?"
The blue grays widened for a moment before they were forced back to normal. Could Kai hear how fast her heart was going? She hoped not. It was a simple request like he said. He did save her too, so really, she owed him her life. This was a simple request, a simple request, a simple request. That meant it was easy. One look at Anne's face and tears immediately pricked at her eyes. No... she couldn't do this.
"No, I..." The words trailed off. Kai looked... unamused, but he was thinking. Perhaps he was reconsidering?
"If you can't do it, then obviously it's too hard for you. I thought that you were stronger than that, that you could help us in the future but if you can't do this than I was wrong. It would've been over so quickly too, but..." Ezra's tears grew, all of the emotions in the room disorienting her as she tried her best to separate her true emotions and everyone else's. Kai figured out how to stop her from feeling his, so why did he show them right now? Why was he making her do this? The words that came from him hurt and it was only worse by the disappointed tone to the words too.
"No! I can do it. I'll help us get what we want. I.. I can do it!" Tears threatened to spill, making her vision blurry, but she refused to back down. He said it would be over quickly. He'd be proud of me. It'll be over quickly. I'm his favorite, I can't let him down. I really don't want to hurt her... Why was this so hard? Kai's handed reach toward her, opening to offer the knife. The young girl grabbed it and looked toward the begging child on the floor, her pleads bordering screams. Nonononono...
Just one swipe and it'll be over.
He'll be proud of me
I'll help topple those who abandoned us and didn't care
It's just a necessary sacrifice
I'm his favorite.
She never meant anything to me anyway
With that one thought, Ezra started forward, tears finally falling as a scream pierced the air. At least Kai was happy, she reminded herself.
It did not end with just one swipe.
Ezra was used to being awoken the night by someone coming into her room. Sometimes multiple times a night. It was always Sienna, trying her hardest not to wake Ezra, but it always failed. Sienna would always be tense at first, looking around and creeping around as if she were looking for something or someone. That's when Ezra knew that she had, had another nightmare. Some nights, when Ezra was especially tired, she would just lift up the side of the side of the covers and allow Sienna to crawl under them, falling asleep soon after.
Other nights, it was harder. Sienna would come in crying, sometimes holding her hand over her scars claiming that they were burning and in pain. She would sometimes tell bits and pieces of what happened, but Ezra never learned the full story. No one liked talking about the training that some of them went through. Ezra never asked, despite opening up a little bit about her own. She certainly never asked Sienna. The bullet wound scars said enough.
On these nights, Ezra wouldn't just go back to sleep, instead sitting up and motioning for Sienna to come over. Sienna would get wrapped up in the blanket and held tight, being told reassuring words, stories, and little bits and pieces about Ezra's day. Anything to get her mind off of whatever she was dreaming about. Sometimes it took mere minutes to calm down. Sometimes, it took a couple hours for the exhaustion to pierce through the panic. Despite getting less sleep these nights, Ezra never minded.
Regardless, it was these nights when Ezra fell asleep to Sienna's calmed breathing and warmth next to her. Sienna didn't know, but her presence often calmed Ezra's own worries.
When Ezra had stepped into the house and was instantly greeted with Kai holding a smile and the feeling of him being amused, every alarm in her head went of. It was extremely rare to see him in such a good mood. Especially outside of ruining people's lives. That smile that briefly directed at her, looking like fractals of a nightmare, before he looked away. Ti was on the couch, stretched out to take up the entire couch like usual, the prick. Sam was in the kitchen, putting glasses of some drink on the counter. Everyone seemed too relaxed considering Kai's mood. Perhaps he was really just in a good mood, like he had been before, all those years ago.
Right before Ezra opened her mouth to speak, Ti looked up from his phone.
"Careful, Sienna's coming and she has a... present." Ezra looked a bit confused, looking toward the footsteps that were just coming into hearing range while shrugging off her shoes. A present? As far as she knew, there was no holiday or event that called for that. Sienna came around the corner, her face lighting up when she saw the other girl. Ti's warning repeated in her head again. Sienna just waited, watching as Ezra moved toward the bar to grab a drink. As soon as she reached for one, she heard the sound of the dark haired girl practically skipping closer, the blues and purples dyed strands contrasting against her black hair. She must've redyed it in the time Ezra was gone.
"Welcome home, Foxfire." Foxfire? The bi colored eyes flicked down to meet Sienna's grinning face.
"Who the fuck is Foxfire and why did they pick a stupid name?" Ezra asked, looking to the side as Ti got up and came over to talk to them. He was actually interested in this? Normally he listened silently, not bothering on moving from his comfy spot. Sienna giggled, taking a drink off the counter (and spilling a little bit much to Sam's dismay), forcing it into Ezra's hand.
"You! It's your new name. For super villainous purposes." Sienna made claws with her hands, as if that would help her purpose at all, completely ignoring Ezra's insult.
"I didn't agree to this-" Ezra felt an arm around her shoulder. The smaller girl looked up to him, a questioning look on her face.
"Welcome to the gang, Little Fox." With the low voice paired with the stupid nickname, Ezra could feel her face getting hot. Sienna gasped loud enough to snap Ezra's attention to her, the mischievous grin on her face being warning enough. Ezra raised a finger to warn the shorter girl, but Sienna was having none of it.
"Foxfire's gettin' loving from the least affectionate member of the group. Get a room you two." Immediately the drink was shoved into Ti's empty hand as Ezra moved forward. Sienna was already off, running into the backrooms to hide, but it only took a second until there was a squeal and giggles that made Ti let out a little huff of a laugh and raise the glass to his lips.
It was one of those quiet nights. The ones where it was just a comfortable silence between the people there. At least, it felt calm. If anyone was uncomfortable, they were doing an amazing job of hiding it. The movie that was playing on the TV could've been better but it didn't seem to matter. Ezra was half sitting, half laying on the couch with Sienna sleeping soundly next to her. Sam had gone to bed earlier, and Andrea was curled up on a makeshift bed on the floor for their little move night. Kai would be gone for the next couple of days, which is the whole reason they decided on the movie night. There wasn't very many chances like this. Still, there was a question on Ezra's mind.
"Ti." Ezra leaned her head against the armrest of the couch to see him, not wanting to awake Sienna. Another reason they picked a movie night? Sienna hadn't been having the best of times, her nightmares getting worse with each night. Right then, she seemed rather peaceful though. "Tizi isn't your real name, is it?" There was a slight shuffle and a small spark of... something. It seemed to be a mix of a lot of things and none of them good. Ti had always been good with voicing when people needed to be quiet and it seemed like he was thinking rather than ignoring her.
"No, it isn't."
"Knew it. It's such a weird name." Ezra added a little laugh, her words teasing. Just trying to lighten the mood. But she was still curious, especially now that there was something to it. "Why'd you pick it?"
More silence. Amazing. Ezra was about to drop the subject, but there was another shuffle and a breath. Was Ti really going to open up right now? And she was the only one to see it happened? Suddenly this felt a lot more serious than it was.
"When I was little, I had this bear. I got it for my birthday, or something, and everyone around me was reallyhappy. It was..." There was the lapse. He didn't want to talk about this part. "And it was my favorite thing. When I got, I spun in circles cuz I was so happy. I dunno, I was a weird kid. But, I named it Dizzy. Kinda. I was really dizzy so I said something like Tizzy. Or something like that. That's how I remember it anyway."
"So you named yourself after a stuffed bear?"
"I guess, since Kai wants to take away everything that reminds you of a home and I figured that I should at least remember what safety and warmth felt like. A name isn't the best way to go about that, but..." They fell silent after that, Ti not not wanting continue and Ezra not sure what to say. It was a bit weird, Ezra thought, that they pronounced it "Tie" instead of what it seemed like it should be, but that didn't seem like the right thing to say so she stayed quiet. What had his name been... before? "And before you ask my previous name, that person is dead so it doesn't matter." He said that, but he wanted to hold onto the memories of the bear through a name. Some part of that old person still lived, he just didn't want to expose it. So Ezra took the hint, turning her eyes toward the TV to finish the cheesy romcom that Sienna had picked.
Ti would come home later the next day and find a little stuffed bear on his bed.
The news was a mess. One of the higher ups of some company disappeared after filming a commercial promoting a certain Pro Hero. There was a bit of panic about it, but Ezra was just going over to make sure they didn't leave anything behind. Sienna had done well it seemed like because no news station currently had anything about there being a suspect. They would find out later though. No one released the information right away. Still, she was going through it just to make sure.
"Ez." The tone was irritated and loud. There was a stiffled laugh from where Ti was sitting, his eyes going back to the screen of his phone.
"What?" She snapped back, unsure of why Sienna was using that tone with her when she had done nothing.
"I've been trying to get your attention for forever now. I have a question."
"You're always trying to get someone's attention." Sienna huffed in response to that, putting on a pout. She knew it was true though, so she didn't try to defend herself.
"Have you ever thought about killing one of the Commission? Have you ever thought about killing me?" The question seemed innocent enough, but it sent chills down Ezra's spine as memories began flooding back. The crack of bones breaking, the horrible grating feeling of them moving around, the taste and scent of blood, the sight of blood drenching the colorful hair on the scattered shards of her shattered skull. She hadn't just thought about killing Sienna, she has killed her. Too many times to count. Dread began crawling up her spine and she looked at Sienna, her phone slowly lowering (which she noticed was shaking a little bit). Ti had also somehow moved closer to her without her noticing, a worried look on his face. In fact, both of them looked worried.
"No, I haven't." Ezra responded, feeling the mask click into place. The mask that hid her own emotions and thoughts from the outside world. A perfected disguise. Only, Sienna and Ti seemed more worried now.
"Was it trai-"
"Don't." Ti cut off the sentence, knowing it was best to just leave it alone for awhile. Sienna still threw him a look. She got the hint though, not pressing any further.
"I'm fine you guys." There was an eye roll to her statement, a point trying to be proven. "You did really well with your last job by the way. They haven't found anything."
The damage had been done though. She had let a little bit of weakness slip through and now she was going to pay the price. Hopefully, they just assumed it was nothing and went on their way, but that was rarely the case. Sienna nodded, watching her through eyes that seemed to distrust. Ti got up and left to go who knows where. Ezra went back to looking through her phone as if nothing had happened.
What a stupid question.
After School Started/Ezra Met Kaiya:
Ezra was slumped over the counter of the bar in the hideout. Everyone aside from Ti was gone. Sam was almost always here, or out doing errands. Out of everyone, he was the least... villainous of them all. He was more like a nanny than anything. Still, Ezra didn't mind him. He still made for good company. It was on this day that he was out doing errands though, so she was just in the house with Ti. With tired eyes watching Ti actually cook, Ezra finished her story of how tiring it was to constantly fight every villain that came their way. The constant adrenaline rushes were exhausting. Not only that, but it was all day long. She placed her head on her arms, letting out a sigh. At least the food smelled good. She would wonder where Ti learned to cook later, she was currently too tired for that.
"Sounds rough. I don't really fight now. Not compared to before we met. I was a wild kid." Ti said, feeling a little more talkative today. Ezra had noticed he was in a better mood than normal as well. Something must've happened.
"You're still a kid." That only made Ti huff, but his mood didn't change.
"Are you going to listen to my story or not?" Ezra raised her head a little, but only so that she could watch him again, he head still resting on her arms. That seemed to be enough for the usually lazy male. "I was with this girl and her boyfriend was crazy, or abusive, or something. We lived a couple blocks away, within walking distance, yknow? He moved in with her mom, which is really weird and I don't know why but he moved in with her mom. He had no family so it must've been like that or something. So, he sends a picture of her car saying he was going to destroy it. She was all worried, but I just pointed out that he already gave us proof that he threatened so if it happened, police would take care of it if he did anything. He was an idiot so I was like, 'He's not gonna do anything'. Then, I get up at 7am the next morning."
"7am? Are you sure?"
"7am." Ti confirmed, sending Ezra a look. "You know I do get up at 4 every morning to go out, then come back to sleep more, right?" Ezra just gave a hum in response. "7am I get up and I feel like something's wrong. So I get up and look around, my girl's still in bed," Ezra winced at the "my" part, "and I can't find anything in my house. So I go outside to check on the cars. My buddies truck is fine. We had dropped it off at my house while he went on vacation or something. So then my girl's car is good too. I walk further down to see my car, that looks like my girl's car, keyed. Completely ruined. Bashed in and keyed. I go back into the house, grabbed my girl's arm to wake her. She's dead tired, but I got where his room was in his house. I walk down there, fuming. I knock on the door, the mom opens up, and I put my foot in the door. She starts screaming and I just pushed the door so shes up against the wall. He comes out at the top of the stairs cuz you can go from the front door into the living room and then you can go upstairs to the left. He's at the top of the stairs. He's staring at me and asking what the fuck I'm doing here and I run up the stairs."
Now, Ti wasn't tiny and he was faster than he looked. Ezra smiled a little, propping her head up on her hand as she watched Ti get more into the story. He was still cooking something, but he was becoming more exaggerated with his motions, just one side of his mouth quirking up like it did when he got in to stories. Ezra loved it about him.
"The guy probably shit himself right there."
A genuine laugh cam from the lilac haired male, not just the huffs he typically did. Ezra felt her smile grow at the rare sound. His laugh had always been her favorite.
"No, he starts backing up, yknow? But on the last step I jump forward a little and push him. He falls into the... the doors that open like they do for the pantry, where it folds up."
"An accordion door?"
"Yeah or whatever it is. It break completely when he falls into them. So I go and I start beatin' on him. He's trying to regain everything but I'm just beating on his face. He wasn't the smallest guy, so he pushes me back really hard."
"You fell down the stairs?!" Ezra was leaning forward now, invested. Ti shook his head, scooping the finished food onto a couple of plates. Two, one for each of them. He began talking as he did this, and as he set one of them in front of Ezra. She realized it was one of her favorite snack foods, so she picked up a fork and picked at it. She was way more invested in the story than the food, especially since she had eaten just a little bit ago.
"Nah. I was pushed into another wall. The wall broke completely, just collapsed into itself. Could see where my shoulders start and everything."
"So he's angry, my girl's momma is screaming about it to. She had woken up fully after I left so I guess she got there afterwards or something. She was tryna calm down her momma. But this dude is angry, blood going everywhere from his face. I go to punch him and the hit connects, but he like, grabs my neck or something. So now it's harder to punch him because my arm is against his neck, his arms are like, over mine so I see that I can kick him. Pulled his head down, my knee up and just b a m."
"Damn!" Ti had finished setting the plates down so he was just trying to show what was happening without breaking anything.
"But he had let go of me, but his hands up to stop me. I was surprised that he was still up because these were solid hits. So he stumbled a little, fell to the ground, and was down. He was pretty fucked up at this point so I said, 'Don't you fucking come near me or my stuff again. You do it again and I swear to god I will fuck you up.'" Ti's voice had dropped, becoming intimidating. This was almost as good as his laugh in Ezra's opinion. Just knowing that he could be like this but was instead gentle and quiet around them was amazing. Plus, if Ezra wasn't lying then the voice was kinda-
"So I go out of the house and started telling my girl to come on since we gotta leave now. I look back and they guy is in the door so now I'm like. 'If you step out, Imma have to fuck you up again.' And he steps out, puts his hands up,-"
"Must've knock the last bit of sense he had outta him."
"I knew he was an idiot before, but he really surprised me. So he walks out and as I'm going toward him he runs back in. So now I know he's going to get something. So I say, 'We have to now. Let's go.' We start walking and the guy comes out with the biggest butcher knife I've ever seen. I wasn't too worried especially since his face was basically mush by now and he wasn't coming after us." There was a pause now, and he grabbed his plate.
"So what happened after that?"
"He moved away. He had no car or anything of his own, I went over there and told the momma that if I found one finger print of his on my car, I'd be putting their car on blocks. It was a nice car that she saved up for, so she was obviously nervous. It didn't take your power to see that." The plate was lifted up and he took a seat across from the empath.
"And that's it?"
"Pretty much. He moved away soon after that since the momma was scared and in the scuffled we ruined the house to the point that they got kicked out. Blood everywhere, the door smashed in, the wall." Ezra nodded a little.
"Damn. You were a wild kid."
"Yeah, and that's not the craziest thing I've done." Ezra tilted her head at this.
"What's the craziest?" Ti just shook his head, the door opening and Sam shuffling in with bags. Full of essentials probably. The lilac haired smiled as he picked up the plate and moved away, towards his room. "No, wait! You can't just say that then leave."
"Sam'll keep you company." The talkative mood seemed to be gone, Ti back to keeping things simpler. Ezra let out an exaggerated sigh, leaning back in the chair once more to finish her food.
"Bye now, Little Fox." That shut Ezra up, her eyes rolling, gaze landing on Sam with a shake of her head like she was irritated. Ti disappeared into the backrooms, Sam immediately calling out to Ezra afterward.
"Don't act like you don't love it, Ezra. We all know."
"Ow!" The screech sent her mother into a frenzy, rushing from the kitchen with a hand towel wiping her hands quickly. Kaiya had tripped and hit her head on the corner of the table, a deep gash oozing blood. The sharp pain and tingling was nothing compared to the burning her head felt, like the time she'd accidentally placed her hand on the hot stove, except it was on her head and much, much hotter. It almost felt cold. The tears streamed down her face, loud and obnoxious wailing leaving her lips.
"Kaiya! Oh dear!" Her mother used the hand towel to clear away the blood, but the first touch of the towel to the open wound only sent Kaiya into a larger fit, jerking away from her mother and slapping at the hand holding the object. "Kaiya, stop whining. You're going to get blood on the carpet. It'll stop hurting soon, let me clean this up." The voice her mother held was soft, but stern. She sniffled a couple of times, but resigned herself to letting her mother wipe away the blood. "Oh my.." The hand cloth was soaked in blood, but the expression on her mother's face worried her. Was it that bad? Was she going to die? Fear struck a chord in her, and she quickly clung onto her mother.
Her head was throbbing, though the burning sensation was gone. "Mommy I don't wanna die yet! I don't want to!" She held onto the woman for dear life, as though it were the end of the world. Even though her head was still throbbing like one of the worst headaches she'd ever had in her life, she felt as though she could fall asleep for eternity. "Mommy... I'm... sleepy..." She crumpled in her mother's arms, fading out of consciousness. When she woke up, the room was different than her living room. Her eyes scanned the area, confused. Her mother wasn't anywhere nearby, and she began to panic. "Mommy? Mommy!" Her cries caught the attention of those outside of the room, one of them being her parents as well as someone she identified as the doctor.
"Don't worry Kaiya, it's alright. You're going to be fine. Your quirk manifested itself. You can heal, though the doctor thinks that you passed out because you scared yourself. But you have to be careful, Kaiya. He says your nerves show unusually high levels of sensitivity. If you fall down again, it'll hurt a lot more than other kids, okay?"
That night she had been able to go home, and she'd been so happy to get out of the place where the doctors poked her with needles - they'd hurt so much she ended up biting one of the nurses and getting into trouble for it. But as they'd said, the needle punctures had healed almost as soon as the needle as been removed, no blood even left her arm at all. She'd been a bit fascinated by it all. Her parents were sitting downstairs in the living room, and Kaiya had been quick to rush down the stairs to show her mother a drawing she'd made of them, as a happy family. One of her socks was slipping off of her foot, and she'd tumbled down the stairs screaming.
She cried and screamed, but couldn't move despite her desperate attempts. Her parents stood over her, horror overtaking their expressions. Kaiya tried to reach out to them, hands trembling in effort, though each movement felt like walking on hot coals covered in sharp nails. "M-mommy! It hurts!" She wailed, wanting the pain to end. The comforting feeling of sleep began to darken her vision, but she panicked even more. Was this it? She was going to die! "No!" She screamed, sitting upright quickly. Like in the hospital, she scanned her surroundings frantically, feeling relieved when she saw her parents. The relief was drowned out with dread at the look on their faces. "Mommy?" She slid off of the bed, not even aware that all of the pain was gone. "Daddy?" She looked from one of their faces to another. "Why do you look scared? It's scaring me.." Another step before her mother screamed.
"Don't come near me! You... you're a monster! I didn't give birth to such a creature!" The words stung like a slap to the face, but Kaiya didn't understand. Her face scrunched up in confusion, tears pooling in her eyes. Why was her mother screaming at her? Why did she call her a monster? She recalled falling down the stairs and looked down at herself. She... was fine? "You snapped your neck down those stairs! B-but you're body... it twisted you're neck and your bones... that's impossible." Her neck? Did that mean she was dead? But.. she felt like she was still alive, and her mother was there too.
"I'm not your mother!" The sting of the slap across her cheek hurt much less than the words her mother was saying. She didn't understand why her mother was afraid of her. Earlier she'd been so happy about her having a quirk that could heal herself. Hadn't she said it was good that she didn't have to worry about her so much on the car ride home? Her hands trembled, once more trying to approach her mother, confusion masking any logic to avoid the woman who simply kept shoved her away, trembling... Like one of the villains in the movies she had watched together with her.
"W-why are you saying things like that, Mommy? I love you..."
How long had she been in this room? How many days had even passed? She'd lost track a long time ago. The sounds of footsteps sent chills down her spine, the light clicking on in the room hurting her eyes. She screwed them shut to avoid the strain her eyes were feeling in order to compensate from being in such a dark room all of the time. "Hello, Mommy." She smiled, though she knew she'd not be given the same type of greeting. Ever since she'd fallen down the stairs, it's been like this. Her mother had been horrified at first, but her father was curious. His own quirk wasn't anything too insane, a simple ability that allowed him to speed up or slow down time in anything that could fit in his hand. So he worked as a repairman for small objects. He was able to reverse some of the broken toys and such that people brought him, including cell phones. He could also make their phones run better. It'd been his idea to see what exactly the limits were of her quirk. His eyes had seemed so distant that day.
"Shut up. I told you not to call me that. You're not my child! You're a monster who took away my precious little girl! You must have possessed her!" She spat, the sharp sting of the wooden spoon in her hand swung. The sting felt good by now. It reminded her that she could still feel, despite having her hands dipped in battery acid the other day. They'd wanted to know if they could kill her by completely taking away her hands, bone and all. A couple of days later, and the limbs had returned. Kaiya wasn't sure how it happened. She always slept through the process, so when they asked her how they came back, she couldn't tell them. If she knew how, she'd let them know. Their words were constantly echoing in her brain.
She slowly cracked open her eyes, looking at the woman before her. At one point in time she'd been the most beautiful woman in the world. But now.. her eyes were crazed, her hand still trembled when she looked at her. She's right... I am a monster. I ruined everything. Because of me... they no longer feel safe... I deserve to die.. and yet... So far nothing they'd done had killed her. They even went as far as to cut her head off once. She'd awoken to a passed out mother on the floor, and an enraged father. Oh... but they didn't like it when she called them that. The least she could do to make them love her again was to do as they said, right? Maybe if she let them continue to hurt her, they'd forgive her for causing them so many problems and love her again?
"I'm sorry..." She swallowed, her throat dry from lack of water. "I'm not your daughter. I'm only a monster. I'm sorry. I forgot. I'll.. remember next time." Kaiya wanted to reach out and hug her. Tell her that she was sorry for being born. That she was sorry that her quirk was something so inhuman and ugly. Being locked in the dark room all alone for so long... All she heard were the voices of her parents, reminding her of what she was. That she would never be human. Never be accepted by anyone and she just needed to die already.
"There won't be a next time." The voice was cold, but shaky. "We finally figured out how to kill you, disgusting demon." Her mother's spit landed on her cheek, but she made no move to wipe it away. Not that she could, what with being tied to the bed frame. "We're going to burn you until there's nothing left but ashes!" Her laughter echoed in her ears. For a moment Kaiya stared at her, at the smile on her face, although a bit crazed.
"W-will that make you happy? Will that ease your troubles?" She asked. Her mother wasn't a bad woman. She'd been so nice to her. So loving to her before her quirk manifested. It was all because of her quirk that she was like this! That she was a monster! Though she didn't get an answer, the gleam in her mother's eyes said enough. Yes. Being rid of such a monster would please her. Kaiya smiled a bit at the thought. Dying didn't sound like a bad idea, if it would make her mother love her again. She only wished she could have died before her quirk manifested. At least then her mother would have loved her still when she died. But this.. she could at least ease her mother's pain this way, right? She had never liked to see her cry, always trying to make her feel better when she had.
The gasoline filled the room, the stench had her scrunching up her nose. "Don't worry, it'll all be over real soon! Burning like the filthy creature you are. You're nothing but a monster. A reject." Her father rarely even spoke to her, but he seemed pleased. She smiled a bit at them. This was the happiest she'd seen them in a long time. Had it been years? She didn't know. In the pitch black room it was difficult to tell how much time had passed, but she knew at least that she was older. So were her parents. The match was lit when they reached the door, but to her horror as they were exiting the room to leave her to become ashes her mother slipped on the sleek gasoline, taking her father down as well. The match hit the ground, filling the entire room with flames, as well as the two who were suddenly drenched in the substance.
"No!" This can't happen! This cannot happen! I have to help them. I cannot make them happy if they die before me! I have to die and make them happy. If I die and they live maybe they'll love me again! She yanked at the ropes, hardly feeling the pain, though she felt the unbearable heat of the fire as it grew, consuming the contents of the room. One hand finally ripped out of the rope restrain, the screaming and wailing of her parents filling her ears. Faster. She had to move faster. The other hand popped and shattered with a tug. They were practically useless for a few moments, but she knew they'd heal. They hurt, but she could still use the rest of her. desperately crawled towards them, soaking herself in the gasoline as she moved, body engulfed by the flames. "Faster... have to..." She cried out at the sensation of her skin bubbling up slowly. Her hair was singed completely off, her scalp on fire. Her cry rang out, but she continued forward, tears unable to hit the ground before they were evaporated in the heat.
Kaiya moved as quickly as she could, though her parents had managed to get up, running desperately towards the door, trying to get outside. "Don't run. It'll.." Dots filled her vision, the blackness slowly taking over, head and hand thumping onto the ground. Please stop hating me... I thought... you said you'd love me forever, no matter what... right?
She'd been found in the ashes a couple of hours later, the world's favorite hero All Might having been on the scene as the house had burnt down. He had been the only one to see the movement in a pile of ashes, where there had been said to be no one other than the couple living in the house. Kaiya hadn't been conscious, but her body had been twitching as it healed itself in a crystallized state. The hero picked her up, sneaking her off the scene without anyone questioning anything, all too busy gathering statements from the neighbors about how the fire had started. It'd been a tragedy, of course. He'd taken her to Recovery Girl that day, and she'd spent the day in the care of the recovery hero.
The house was nicer than she one she'd lived in before, but she was cautious about touching anything, not wanting to upset the hero who had taken her in. All Might, he said they called him. That was his hero name. But she was told that she could call him Toshinori. That name was really long, so she ended up calling him "All Might" instead. He was oddly kind to her, and forgave her even if she accidentally broke his favorite vase. For the first few weeks, when he'd asked what her name was, she'd simply begun to repeat what her mother and father had always told her. "Monsters don't have names." When he'd found out her name, and called it the first time, she'd begun to cry.
"You don't need to be afraid, Kaiya. No one is going to hurt you." All Might said one day, offering her a plate of food. His cooking skills weren't the best, but he was trying anyways. She offered him a small smile, though it didn't reach her eyes. They'd not shown any sign of changing at all in the past couple of weeks.
"I'm not afraid of you." It wasn't spoken as a challenge or a laugh. A simple, soft spoken fact. Her eyes stared at the plate of food. "I guess... I want to know.. why you're not afraid of me?" Looking up she hadn't been expecting the surprise written on the man's face. He looked quite different out of his hero costume. Less other worldly. More... like a guy you'd see in a movie, who had a nice family. She remembered bits and pieces of those movies she use to watch with her family.
After a moment of silence, he cleared his throat. "Why would I be afraid of you, Kaiya? Do you think you could hurt me?" He paused a moment, almost looking as though his next words weren't ones he'd be comfortable with. "Do you want to hurt me? Do you hate heroes?"
Kaiya blinked, studying him for a moment. She slowly shook her head, watching as his shoulders sagged with relief. Why was he tense? Was he really afraid of her and lying? But.. he didn't look like he was lying. "I'm a monster... I'm not normal. I don't... I don't think I'll ever die." She finally did it. She told him what was bothering her all this time, afraid of the backlash. He was much stronger than her parents. He could cause so much more pain than her parents had.
The fear building up inside of her chest rattled when she was pulled into a hug by the hero. "You're not a monster, Kaiya. I know you don't talk much about your family, and I can't understand why you would say you can't die, but don't worry about such big things.. You're only a child." Was he... almost crying? His voice sounded tense, and she felt her chest tighten. He was so nice to her. He shouldn't be crying because of her. She slowly patted the back of his neck with her hand, squished against him in a tight hug.
"Don't be sad, All Might. You don't have to worry about me, either." She thought he was worried about her because she didn't talk about her parents, though she just missed them. "You're the only one whose ever been nice to me. I.. I didn't want you to know the truth... I didn't want you to see me as a monster. I'm cursed..." She was pulled from his arms just enough so he could look into her face. He was about to say something but she placed both of her small hands over his mouth. "But you're nice! So I will tell you. Even if you cute my head clean off, I won't die. Or burn me alive. Or starve me. Or..." she trailed off as her hands began to get wet. "A-All Might? Don't cry!" Her eyes grew wide, frantically trying to wipe away his tears with her little hands. "I told you not to worry!" But why was he crying? He didn't look afraid of her or disgusted. Did he not believe her? "I'll show you! I'll go grab the knife and show you that it won't hurt me!" She pulled away from him and headed towards the kitchen, but his large grip around her wrist stopped her.
The grip was shaky, and he pulled her back in for another hug. His mouth pressed against the top of her hair, and his breath tickled a little. "There's no need for that, Kaiya. I understand everything." He... did? She wanted to ask more questions, but she stayed silent and hugged him back. She wasn't sure who was comforting who. There was no reason for her to cry. She had cried over her dead parents for so long, but it was hard to think about being sad when the kind man who had given her a room that she could freely roam and so many toys and games... he was sad. She hugged him tightly, though her little arms couldn't wrap around him very well. "I promise no one will hurt you like that again. You shouldn't be so okay to show off your quirk like that. You're still human, Kaiya."
She wasn't so sure about that, but she decided to follow in his example. He always said not to worry and would smile, to make the others feel better and safe, right? She mustered up her best smile, as big as she could possibly get. "Don't worry Toshinori! I'm okay!"
"Okay, so we have popcorn, skittles, pizza, soda, sour patch kids... geez. When your adopted mom says to go all out for movie night she meant it, didn't she?" None of the snacks had been bought by them. Rika had told Kaiya to enjoy her Friday night while she was out on patrol and Juno was at a friend's house, but she didn't know what to do. So, her heroine of a mother had decided to declare movie night for her and a friend. If she knew the friend was a boy, Kaiya wasn't sure how she would feel about it, but it was okay for now. Nagisa was not like the boys Rika was worried about. He was just a friend. Kaiya didn't have an interest in romance. Not really. Why would she like a boy?
"Oh, yeah." She hadn't been listening to what he had been saying, but caught the meaning of the words. "She thought it would be a good idea. I've never... ah.. had one." She laughed a bit, but Nagisa wasn't joining in. Her laughter died and she stared at him. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She shifted in her onesie.
Nagisa reached out, grabbing her face with both hands. "We must remedy this immediately. I'll pick out the movies, since you're the worst at making decisions. You get comfortable and leave room for me on the couch." He was much quicker than she was, looking through the many movies on the shelf next to the large television. Within seconds he'd already picked out a couple. "One from each genre. We'll start with horror." He grinned.
The movie itself was showing graphic images. The parts that were suppose to be scary didn't bother her, but the jump scares had resulted in Kaiya curled up on Nagisa's lap, arms wrapped around his neck with her head buried in his chest. Each time the creature popped up unexpectedly, with the music sounding along, she would squeal and squeeze onto Nagisa further. He seemed to think it was the funniest thing, because he was chuckling at her reactions, having an odd fascination for horror movies.
"That movie was terrifying." Kaiya was trembling slightly, pulling away from Nagisa's chest enough to look at his face. He was grinning down at her, but she didn't think it was funny in the slightest. He wasn't amusing at all. Their faces were close, staring at each other for a moment. Nagisa's eyes flickered down for a moment. Did she get something on her onesie? "What movie are we going to watch next?" She crawled off of Nagisa's lap, grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around herself. Next to her, the boy let out a breath of air. "Are you okay? Was I that heavy?" She was immediately concerned. "I'm sorry, let me-"
"Ah, no, it's nothing like that. You're fine." Nagisa chuckled, but his face was red. He rubbed the back of his neck, and Kaiya let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully he was okay. "We're going to watch a comedy next, since it's usually the best thing to help settle nerves after watching a horror movie." He switched out the discs, and came back to get comfortable on the couch. Kaiya waste no time in using him as her personal pillow, his arm wrapped around her shoulders while she leaned into his chest.
"This movie isn't funny at all. How can you laugh at that?" Kaiya couldn't see the humor that Nagisa did, though she liked the sound of her friend's laugh. It was something that she didn't get to experience often when she was little. Such a comforting moment. His arm was warm, wrapped around her shoulders. Even though she wasn't scared of dying, she felt a little bit better hanging out with Nagisa like this. "Oh, look at the cute doggie!" She pointed at the small dog on the screen, an 'awe' making a noise at the back of her throat. Nagisa groaned and she looked up to him, pouting. "It's cute! Boys just don't understand cute things!"
Another laugh erupted in his chest, and her head moved with the movement. "That's for sure. Cute things are hard to understand." He was looking at her for a moment, and she blinked up at him. So he was admitting that he didn't understand why the dog was cute? It was pretty obvious to her, that the dog was adorable. He didn't make any sense. She looked back to the television and continued trying to understand why Nagisa thought any of this was amusing at all. She couldn't see how he could find such things funny, but he still laughed.
Movie after movie played. As the marathon continued, Kaiya realized she was getting sleepy. Nagisa was enjoying himself, and she didn't want to tell him to leave quite yet. Rika had said that her guest could stay the night, but she hadn't known her only friend was a boy. It was already late, and she couldn't just let Nagisa go home this late at night. In the middle of these thoughts, she found herself slouching against her friend, fast sleep on his chest.
"Kaiya! I'm telling my mom on you!" The laughter woke her in a start, and Kaiya groggily recognized the voice as Juno. Blinking a couple of times, she realized she had fallen asleep on the couch. Something groaned and shifted next to her. Kaiya's expression changed, realizing what he meant. It was Nagisa. He'd ended up passing out on the couch as well. It was still early in the morning, though. Why was Juno back so soon? Wasn't he with a friend? He always stayed at his friend's house for weeks sometimes. Rika didn't mind.
"She told me I could invite a friend and they could stay. Nagisa just so happens to be a boy." Later, he had to sneak out of the house with an illusion that he was a girl to pass Rika, who wanted to meet her friend. Juno was bribed with the promise that Kaiya would show him something concerning her quirk. That was the first of many movie nights, though after the first time she'd confessed that her friend was a boy.
She'd been grounded for a week for that one.
It was the first time she'd actually been left alone with Juno at the house. The boy she supposed she could consider to be her adopted brother of sorts was definitely interesting. He was always asking about her quirk, wanting to see it. Rika had always told him that it was rude to ask her to hurt herself in order for him to see what her quirk did, but Kaiya didn't understand why she always said it was rude. Her parents had done it all the time, curious to see what would happen, horrified even more when she still healed back from it. She figured she would have to have all of the cells in her body destroyed on a completely different level to even die. As she doubted that was possible, she wasn't certain anyone could end the misery she was faced with on a daily basis: living.
She thought about it often. Death. What would it feel like? Would it be scary, going to an unknown world? What was on the other side? Would she be reunited with her parents, and no longer be a monster because, see, she was able to die just like they were. Or... would they think she was still a monster? Perhaps she was a monster, and she wouldn't get to go to the place her parents were. Then again, do we even go anywhere when we die? Or do we just... no longer exist? I think not existing would be fun. It would be peaceful, it seemed. To die. I don't understand why so many people are afraid of such peace. I mean, what are they afraid of? If there is a God out there, or gods, then wouldn't it be nice to be in their hands? To no longer stress about anything? If you're not a bad person you would go to a heaven of sorts, right? And if you just become nothing... then why be afraid? You won't be afraid once you're gone. You'll just.. stop existing. Like sleeping, right? What's bad about sleep if you don't have nightmares?
"...with Mom gone." Kaiya blinked, and glanced over to Juno who appeared to have been talking the entire time that she was thinking. What was it he was talking about? She couldn't recall, but he was looking at her in a way that she could understand. He wanted to know about her quirk. Wanted to see how it worked and what was about it. Sometimes she would cave in, but Rika usually stopped her before she even took the blade across her skin or slamming her hand with a sledge hammer. Once she fell down the stairs because she wasn't paying attention and had twisted her arm enough to dislocate her shoulder. Juno had watched with excitement, and she herself felt excited as well.
Someone who didn't look horrified as soon as they saw what her quirk did. It was one of the reasons she was okay with showing him, even if it hurt a lot. And the more she got hurt, the less she noticed the pain when she did get hurt. "I can't get hurt too badly. If Miss Rika shows up while I am healing we will be in a lot of trouble." She pointed out, biting her bottom lip. Would she believe it was just an accident? Probably not. Even when it was an accident Juno always took the blame.
// not done yet xD
//Turns out messages need to stay under 30k. I already went over that so... here we go with message 2!
"So.... do you remember Kaiya?" Sienna gave Ezra a look that screamed "obviously". So Ezra continued on, despite her nervousness that made her stomach roll. Sienna was a bit of a wildcard, so this could be dangerous. Sienna changed who she was loyal to in a snap and betrayed without a second thought. She may act like the most loyal dog anyone has even seen, and she was... until she wasn't. Whoever she currently thought earned her loyalty, she was going to fight for until her last breath but then one moment she could do that and then the next, that person no longer had it. It was... rather scary in situations like this since Ezra knew that she wasn't exempt from this. If Sienna wanted, she would run off and tell Kai. Who knows what would happen then. But Sienna also valued honesty so the best way to go about this was just straight out telling her. "She knows."
"She knows?" Sienna's eyes narrowed and Ezra could see her impending death. Ezra, the girl who just made a giant mistake. "About you?"
"...Yes. She knows. She... isn't angry. In fact, she's probably more hurt by the fact that I wasn't her friend from the start rather than the fact that I'm actually with you guys." Ezra had laughed a little at it, but her eyes were watching Sienna's reaction, judging every movement. Was Sienna angry? "And... we talked about what I'm doing, why I'm doing it, and what I want to do now."
"What do you mean 'what you want to do now'?" That was Ti talking. Ti had talked about leaving Kai before, and how he didn't trust him, so Ezra had been less worried about him. He sounded genuinely curious instead of masked anger like Sienna had. This was the worst part. The one that made Ezra take a deep breath in and had to push away just clicking on that blank mask. No, she had to deal with things and this was something that would only get worse if she did that.
"I owe Kai a lot, my life actually. He's done a lot for me. But... have you noticed how he acts lately? He's not organized, he's not thinking things through, and it's becoming dangerous for us. If he doesn't start thinking things through it might..."
"It'll get us killed." Ti finished. He had said it before and he wasn't scared of Sienna's bad mood.
"It won't get us killed." Sienna snapped, sending a look toward Ti who matched it with narrowed eyes. "Are you planning on going against him?"
"No, I'm not." Ezra responded easily. She wasn't planning on that. Not yet at least. She needed to make sure they were safe first before she thought about actually leaving. "Not yet."
"I can't believe you let that little hero get into your head!"
"She didn't, this is all of my thinking! I was thinking about this before she connected the dots." Ezra argued back. Ti was on her side at least. Though he didn't ever say he was actually going to do it. Ezra sighed. They were never going to agree with this. Still, Ezra had to try. "I'm worried about it. He's not... thinking right. I'm not saying to leave right now or anything but... I don't want you guys to get hurt." Ezra continued talking over Sienna's bitter laugh. "So, I wanted you guys to see what heroes can be like. At least the ones in training. So, maybe there can be a day where we all hang out." The laugh stopped abruptly.
"As friends? Ezra, you're an actual idiot." The light haired girl responded with an eye roll.
"I was with you until you just suggested that. Are you sure you're not becoming one of them?" Ti said, though he didn't sound nearly as serious as Sienna did.
"It sounds stupid, but maybe we can get out of this life! Imagine getting an actual paycheck regularly instead of not know when we can pay for anything. An actual home instead of moving around constantly. And no more mind games and having to listen to people or put our lives on the line-"
"No." Sienna stopped her, just rolling her eyes. The anger was still there and it was nearing the time when she would just leave instead of listening. But there was something else. Curiousness? Longing? Perhaps she had captured Sienna's attention with that.
"Look at the Little Fox over here, trying to save lives. We have an actual hero on our hands. You all for justice and the greater good and following the rules now?" There was more of a teasing tone, which only made Sienna more irritated.
"This isn't a joking matter, Ti." And with that, the conversation was finished. They would have to decide on their own, Ezra knew that already. It was just hard to sit back and watch knowing all of the things she did now. And her future was also in Sienna's hands, so she had to be careful about that. Her backups weren't in place yet and everything could go downhill really fast if that did happen. Ezra swirled her drink around a little bit before taking a sip, listening to the now idle chatter of her companions.
A new kid had come to stay for a bit. It was obvious his family wasn't the best right off of the bat. He was too skinny and startled too easily. Still, he had quiet the sass in him. Especially when it came to Ezra. At first, she was polite about it, even letting it go a couple times. Now, after an entire week of the comments and snark, Ezra wasn't having it. Kaiya had been busier than ever with the new influx of villains and setting up the Home. Deku had been a huge help in everything, as well as Shoto (she would never refer to him as Todoroki ever again after seeing what his father was like). It was still a lot to take care of and there were moments like this when Ezra had to take things into her own hands.
It was one day when dinner was ready and Ezra had called him that he started back up with the comments. He never ate dinner with them, only taking large amounts back to his room and hiding everything that he could hide away for later afterwards. So she got comments when she usually called him down.
"You can't control me. You don't run this place, Kaiya does." He always did listen to Kaiya more. "No one trusts you, you know. We all know that you're bad, what you did. You're probably still working for them, just taking advantage of us when we're at our weakest. Well, I'm not going for it. Leave me alone."
Ezra kept her calm though the reminder of what she had gone through in her past hurt. And normally she would give them their space to figure things out. This time, he was being a little too disrespectful though. Ezra was still his elder afterall, still someone who gave him food despite him obviously not getting it at home, someone who made sure he had everything that he needed.
Ezra felt a spike of anxiety when she had lingered in the doorway instead of leaving like she typically did after saying he can get the food whenever. He was scared. Regretful that he had gone too far. Ezra sighed and looked at him, which he didn't like. Still, he kept quiet.
"Do you think I'm a bad person?" There was silence for a moment before he answered.
"Yes, obviously." His voice wasn't as strong nor as confident now. It was strained with fear. The answer only made the fear stronger though. He was putting on a brave face for what he was feeling.
"I'm sorry you think that way. Let me ask you this. Have you done anything bad that you regret?" There was a nod from the boy as he curled up further into the corner of the room, blankets wrapped around his skinny frame.
"I didn't... do what you did though." That was completely fair actually.
"Well even if you did, would you want to help make it better?" There was another nod. "Exactly. As soon as I realized what I was doing wasn't helping anything, I stopped. Kaiya had always wanted a place like this and I figured that it would be the perfect place for me to help out in. I was a lost kid too and if I had found a place with good people like Kaiya before the gang got to me, then maybe I wouldn't have done any of that. I don't want anyone to be hurt, or sad, or scared. So this place is always open so that anyone can come here for whatever they need." Ezra explained, hoping it would get to him.
"How do we know that those aren't just lies like you told Kaiya?" Of course it wouldn't be that simple. It wasn't easy to trust a liar.
"Hmm... Well, even then, I didn't help anyone. There was no point in helping people get stronger if I was just going to hand them over to Kai to steal your Quirks. It'd be easier to leave you weak. But I don't want to do that so I'm going to try and help you." That didn't exactly help, and she could tell that he wasn't entirely convinced either. "I guess there is no real way to show you. I'm just going to keep trying my best though, and hope that one day I can be trusted."
There was no answer for that and Ezra heard her name being called. Probably to join dinner. The light haired girl began to walk in, but the fear was getting stronger. Ezra grabbed a little packet from her pocket, her other hand down by her side.
"I'm not going to do anything, I promise. I have this cookie though. It's chocolate chip. Rayne made them and she's becoming an amazing cook so they're really good. Would you like it?" Ezra unwrapped the paper wrapping a little to show him, without actually touching the food itself. He looked from the food to her, distrust written on his face but it was a little less than it had been earlier. Almost as if it weren't there. Ezra reached over and handed him the cookie, which he took before leaning back into the corner. There was no thank you, but there never was with him. "Just remember that you can come join us for dinner whenever. After this we're going to make some popcorn and then put on a movie if you want to watch that with us. If you need anything, just let me know." With her farewell, Ezra backed out of the door and gave a little wave before going to close the door like it had been before she called him.
"...thank you." It was quiet, almost to the point where she couldn't hear it. It didn't sound like something she was supposed to hear, but it put a smile on her face as she moved back to the other kids, waiting on her.