Chapter 1.1- Endless (Jujutsu Kaisen OC)

“You really should stop sulking” the woman said as we made our way to her motorcycle. I could already see the plan for getting out of here. If she had powers like me, then I wouldn’t want to risk it with Ali around. There was no telling what she’d learned from the Matron in my time out of the orphanage. And the fact that she’d been able to trace me both to the alley and the orphanage told me she’d been watching me for a while. So what I was going to do was lead her away. Let her take me wherever she wanted, and then use my superspeed to escape. 

I hadn’t wanted to strike out on my own this young, but I had my speed and I was getting even faster and could run for even longer everyday. I had few doubts that I’d be able to maintain a comfortable life even if I had to live it on the run. 

“No. You’re kidnapping me for pedo purposes” I told her bluntly, looking up at the pedophile. Wasn’t it just my terrible luck that the first superpowered person I got to meet had to be a massive pedophile. Fuck. I hope that doesn’t happen to all of us. I’d kill myself if I ever started to look at kids like that. 

“Where the hell did you get that idea, kid?” She asked and I only looked at her with a raised eyebrow. Surely she remembered what she’d said when she first met me a few hours ago. 

“Oh. That. I didn’t mean it that way obviously. It was just an icebreaker.” How did she know what exactly I was thinking about. Could she read minds? Was that the kind of ability she had?

“No. I can’t read minds. You just have a very expressive face” She said, making me immediately straighten up and try to wipe everything beyond a placid smile from my face. If she could tell my thoughts just by looking at my face, then I’d have a harder time than expected trying to escape. 

“Ok, I know you’re going to try to run sooner or later” A witch! She’s a witch. 

“But just let me explain things to you and I’ll give you the freedom to decide if you want to leave or not.” She said, and I began mulling it over. 

“Don’t you want to find out how you can do the things you can?” She asked, and that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. I agreed to follow her and walked forwards. I outran her once. All I’d have to do to escape would be to use m powers. She showed no sign of being able to stop me so I just had to follow her, get the information and jet. Besides, I also needed to know how she’d tracked me down. I’d been careful. Careful to the point that some would accuse me of paranoia. Guess it wasn’t since they really were out to get me and all my caution ha d been for naught. 

“Now, just get on and hold on tight” She said, passing me a helmet. I smiled at it. I could remember owning one of these for all of two hours in my first life. I went out, bought it with my credit card, drove it back home and then got forced to return it almost instantly. Guess there were a few disadvantages to living with your parents even as an adult. 

I climbed on, held on to her and nearly screamed when she revved and then the thing fucking moved. This had to be some aftermarket shit, I thought to myself as we shot off like a bullet from a gun. She handled the high speeds with ease, breaking what had too be at least a dozen London traffic laws but having no one pay her any attention. There were so many things that could be her power, I thought to myself as I wondered. All I had was super speed and maybe some additional strength and durability to handle the speed, but she? She was faster than everyone else I’d ever met, and she also had durability from the way she jumped seven floors with ease the first time we met. 

Now there was superreatctions or something and whatever power she’d used on the nun to make her approve my adoption so easily. Even if they didn’t like me very much, I was certain it was illegal to just let a child under your custody leave with a strange lady on a motorcycle after a five minute long interview and nothing more. With the other kids, they even had a staff from the orphanage follow the adopting person or couple home for at least an inspection or two. And they almost never got to leave with the kid on the day of the interview. It was just some wild shit. There were too many things that were off. 

Lost in my thoughts as I was, I almost didn’t notice that we were on a collision course with a school bus of all things. We got closer and closer, and all I did was loosen my grip on her, preparing to use my powers to escape if the lady was actually crazy enough to crash her cycle in just a few minutes after the ride started. 

Pulling on my power, I could feel the world slow down around me. I saw the bus slow down to a crawl and then I got to watch the lady’s movements in slow motion. She twisted the handle to one side, leaning with all her body weight and making me do the same thanks to the fact that I was holding on to her. Somehow, the bus passed right by us with not a crash to either of us. After that, the ride was smooth and we then arrived at a hotel. A luxurious one. The parking lot already had me feeling like I didn’t belong. The cars here all cost more money than an orphan like me had ever seen in both lives combined. Which was insane considering I’d been firmly in the middle class in my first life. 

“Let’s go” She said, ignoring the visible wealth as she parked her motorcycle next to a Bentley and activated the kickstand. When she got off the motorcycle, I followed her. We walked into the lobby and where I’d expected people to stare at us, her in her leather jacket and biker girl outfit and me in my worn hand-me-downs, they just carried on their business like we didn’t matter. They clearly saw us, but they paid no attention to us as if we just belonged. She walked forwards and the receptionist handed her a key card after she rattled off a room number. 

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“So what you’re saying is that we’re witches”

“Sorcerers” she said in reply.

“And we can use magic to do shit?” 

“Cursed energy”

A/N; Raw proof of life. Expect updates tomorrow. Had exams from hell the last two days.