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⚠️blood&gore.

ps. I would 100% recommend reading the notes from the chapter "old-new girl" to "the devil's plan". they are scrabbled up and spell out a word. Here's your clue. It starts with B and ends with A. good luck xo

  𝖜𝖍𝖞. 𝖏𝖚𝖘𝖙 𝖜𝖍𝖞. Y/N sat on the ground the exact place where her younger self would be in this dark moment. The girl was on her knees tucked against her chest with her the palms of her cold hands covered by her cuffs and her arms hugging her legs as she helplessly witnessed her family's murder. She couldn't do anything about it, not even cry, even though she wanted to. But she saw this coming.

As if the director called action, Y/N in the past walked in and witness three unusual creatures eating swaying at her parents. S/N escaped and due to her broken left leg, she crawled secretly out of her hiding place and to get her sister to the other side of the kitchen.

"Y-Y/N!" She whispered yelled for mercy. Her sister came to her aid and hugged her closer calming her down as the curses finally left the house.  The young girl looked down at her sister's state of aid, her body was practically painted and stained with blood belonging to either of their parents and her calves were half-gone too, almost showing the steaming veins and bones.

"I got you, sis!" Y/N promised with her heart. The sound of the door smashing again, blaring alarms and blue and red lights shining through the windows, sent chills down the girls' spines. Young Y/N carried her sister on her back and escape of the garden door.

Y/N, being the only living and unharmed person in the massacre could very possibly be accused of a murder she didn't even do. Thanks to society nobody likes a murder since that wasn't solved.

Meanwhile, present-day Y/N remained in the house and walked through the door leading to the front door and stairs. There was a much of police officers and surprising enough two sorcerers.

One of them was a well-built man with light-brown hair styled with a neat part and his armless signature sunglasses. He wore a clean suit with his weapon in hand. While the other one, Y/N already knew who it was. "Gojo Satoru..."

She hides behind a door when he looked in her direction as if he heard her say his name. However, it was the officer behind her. Y/N ran outside and caught up with her sister.

The three found themselves in a forest sat a tree. Younger Y/N ripped a part of her shirt to use to wash the blood and sweat off S/N who remained silent but still thankfully alive.

"Thanks, Y/N."
"You're welcome."

"Why did you run away?" S/N coughed.

Younger Y/N explained as she bandaged S/N with the material off her F/C cotton jumper. "Well, you know. They don't like people like us, S/N. You remember what Kane said to me last week."

"That word, I know."

"Right." Y/N sighed, before smelling the scent of something burning from the distancing, almost like a fire. She quickly placed S/N back on her back and made her way down, hoping she'd find something and someone there.

She had some faith.

***

"I told them if they encountered one, their choices either run or die." Ijichi justified his actions to Satoru. The two bodies belonging to Itadori and Y/N were both lying, covered in a white sheet waiting to be experimented on by Shoko.

"It was intentional." The teacher admitted, shocking the black-haired assistant standing a few meters away, who asked what he meant by that.

Satoru educated Ijichi that sending first years to save five possibly already dead people whilst a special grade was around should have been already out of the question.

"Some Higher-Ups didn't like that. They took advantage of my absence." He admitted guiltily. "They used the special grade to kill Yuji. As for Y/N, she's ruled out as dead, although, prior to the incident her eyes, according to Kugisaki notice her eyes turning into a misty yellow and e/c as she cried with no emotion on her face."

"Could this be the work of Amai or even Aisuru?"

"Aisuru's dead." The teacher put plainly, then he walked over to Y/N and revealed her head, her eyes still in that e/c and yellow vision. "But you're not wrong about Amai. I think could be a chance for her to be alive. Which would be rather selfish for me to consider. I made a promise to her foster parents to make her happy again. Naturally happy again. I just hope she's okay, wherever she is."

***

The L/N girls journeyed deeper into the midnight forest. The atmosphere grew thicker with smoke as the number of trees decreased and the sight of something shining brightly was at the end. The girls reached the end. Their feet dragged onto flat stone ground, only to stop at the sight of a bar half-empty bar. 

The moment was surreal for the lost girls, Y/N picked up the strength to carry her sister and ran into the small building.

"This place looks gross." S/N sluggishly complained after Y/N sat on a table further away from everyone.

"It's better than being in the woods all night." Her sister remarked with a hopeful smile on her face. She told S/N to stay put (not that it matter) and casually walked down to the counter. The environment was very uncomfortable for little Y/N. It's not every day that a thirteen-year-old causally walks through a bar.

Older Y/N watched herself disappear from her vision before looking back at S/N, smiling sweetly at her. "Can you hear me?"

"Yes." She shook her head.

"Why can't I remember any of this?"  Y/N quite frantically inquired. S/N, acting as if the immense pain in her calves vanished instantly, simply described that this wasn't just 'magic' or a 'curse' causing her memory to disappear randomly.

It was mostly everyone she knew before Amai's appearance.

"In your years of care." S/N placed her blood-stained fingers gently on her sister's temples. She explained that after running away from the boy band, Y/N found herself in an abandoned hotel called: Shainingu Hotel.

Younger Y/N ate the remaining food from the hotel, despite being abandoned, it didn't look like it. It was rather clean and would be fun to live with the huge grass maze outside.

However, Y/N did nothing but write a diary and did daily exercises to keep herself sane and record her thoughts and theories from the books from the library and experiences on paper.

Speaking of Y/N. Little Y/N was in the small kitchen and sneaking food into a plastic bag she found near the doorway. She knew stealing was a bad thing to do, but for the sake of her sister. Y/N didn't have a choice.

"Whatcha doing kid?" A raspy voice slurred his question out. It was a man, quite overweight roughly ( and generously) in his mid-thirties wearing a white shirt with a black leather jacket and pants.

Y/N quickly kicked the bag of the food behind a pile of empty boxes. "I was just looking for some drinks, cause I was thirsty."

"Mhm..." He burped thankfully with his mouth closed. With his arms leaving his sides a little the man gradually stepped closer to the girl, cornering her closer to the nearby corner. He hiccuped with a growing dirty smirk. "H-how old are you. Y-you're not like the other girls in the club?"