A meeting for the future.

My quirk was kind of confusing. I knew that I manifested a quirk which I named Anomaly because the power and magnitude it represented. However, now I think this quirk has something to do with a certain foundation in my past life. The SCP Foundation is a collective of stories and people who share those stories on the SCP website. They create and give a platform to those wanting to share stories.

How I figured this was connected to my quirk. Well, it was a midday afternoon in the middle of July. I was 8 at home and with my lego until a man crashed into the house blown away by something. My bedroom shook and quaked at the impact.

There they were my mom and the Pussycats going to town.

They were fighting a colossal man with a cannon in his mouth. He shot beams of laser at my mother. She dodged just by a hair. A massive hole left behind her. Mandalay relayed information to the others and everyone followed suit. Tiger punched and fought with the man exchanging blow for blow.

Ragdoll searching for people to evacuate out of the vicinity and Pixie-Bob binding and failing to restrain the man.

While struggling to fight he found me at the corner of his eye. He blasted more beams of laser at his surroundings one hitting my mother in the stomach. Giving her a whole in her chest. Mandalay screamed, and rushed to my mother unaware that the man had slipped by Tiger and went for her. As he was gearing to punch Mandalay, time seemed to slow.

I stared at the sight of my mother. Lifeless on the ground her eyes open telling me to run. I froze, but I knew I was furious. Red markings appeared appeared on my arms. My hair flowed and became longer, my hands shaking with rage. I appeared beside the man and manifested a large black blade. I swung and cut him cleanly near his abdomen. My eyes shifted and rage was seething out of me. I was uncontrolled. My arms started to swing once more, now at Mandalay.

She was dodging, while relaying information. Being restrained by a man with the quirk Pliabody and Earth gathering up at my feet is uncomfortable. I broke out of the restraints and proceeded to wipe the absolute floor with the team.

I swung once more this time at Tiger. He was able to bend an improbable amount and counter attack with a hook, which I stopped with both arms. Ragdoll who has now joined the action sneak attacked me from behind. My senses attuned and sharp (more sharper for an 8 year old) ducked and sent her flying to a wall with a punch.

The punch caused debris and rocks to clutter to the ground. Tiger tried for another round before being outmaneuvered and sent crashing to the ground. Turning my attention Pixie-Bob now filled with terror started retreating, trying to safely carry Ragdoll.

My hands bloody, wanted more. As I flew to them a gigantic man with yellow bunny ears and a giant smile reached me. He drew his fist back and sent a punch my way screaming "Detroit Smash!"