Prologue- Endless

LONDON- UNITED KINGDOM
This was the fifth time she was watching him like this. The young boy with cursed energy in a town with barely a single drop of it. She watched as he walked through the marketplace without anyone any the wiser to his presence. Every few seconds, she’d feel a surge of cursed energy come from him and then nothing else.
The first two times she’d had no idea what he was doing. But now, it was clear top her. Whenever he passed someone well dressed or who looked like they had money on them, the cursed energy would surge and in less than a second, he would have emptied their wallet and made off with all the cash they had. He was smart too, never stealing any valuables that could be traced, only making off with hard currency. He even had the good sense to avoid stealing credit cards. Just not the good sense to move back to where he was before using that high speed technique of him.
It was strange for her to watch him, and even stranger when she saw what he got up to with the money. He bought toys. Nothing strange for a ten year old, he had to be at least that old with how tall he was, but he never played with them. Instead, it was for the other children at the orphanage.
Yes, the orphanage. And wasn’t that a surprise? To see a Japanese kid all the way out here, and not with any family, but alone in the world was a strange strange thing. A sorcerer alone in the world is a terrible thing, she remembered her Master had told her all those years ago before he’d died.
That was why she made the decision she did. The same way she’d made the decision to train Aoi-chan last year, she was going to step in in this boy’s life. He hadn’t done anything too bad yet, but she could see where this would lead eventually. The adults were already ignoring him and staying out of his way. The children could fight it for now, but eventually the reality of things would come true. Cursed energy did not play well with humans. Children were best at ignoring the natural discomfort that came from staying around sorcerers but the older they got the less brave they’d become. Over time, just like the adults, they’d shy away. That would break him and set him down the path she’d seen the results of a dozen times. She’d put down so many cursed users that would never have become such if they just had someone to explain things to them and show them the ropes when they were younger.
Like he always did, he retreated to an alley off to the corner and began to count his ‘winnings’ with a bright smile on his face. She knew that the smile wasn’t as a result from any love for money itself. He spent every last pence on the kids at the end of the day. It was good, she thought to herself. She wouldn’t bring another Mei Mei into the world if she could avoid it. She wasn’t sure the Jujutsu world accord afford two Grade 1s like that. And yes, the boy’s cursed energy output was already impressive for an untrained child. She just imagined how great he’d get when he got some training and experience under his belt. His control over his innate technique was already miles beyond anyone she’d ever seen.
She filled her body with cursed energy in preparation for the confrontation, circulating it around her body. Her senses sharpened as the world changed around her. Where everything might have been Hd before, it all suddenly sharpened to a new level. She could see the drops of rain as they fell down around her in a pitter patter. She could make out every flake of skin on the boy’s face as she jumped down from the rooftop into the alley with him.
There was only one exit, and it was right behind her. The two buildings to their sides were Smooth from the top to bottom. Considering the rooftops were at least seven floor up each, he had little chance of climbing his way out. The only way out was through her.

“So what type of women do you like?”
“I’m twelve. What kind of fucking pedophile are you?” The boy replied in the British accent that grated on her ears every time she heard it.

XXXXXXXX- HIRO NAKAMURA
I asked with a look of confusion on my face. I mean the woman was hot as fuck. Blonde hair that cascaded down her shoulders  and a face that looked so beautiful. She was Japanese which was strange. Here, in the centre of London, there were probably seven truly Japanese people altogether. And I mean truly Japanese. Idiots thought all Asians looked alike. Nothing could be less true. Koreans were different from the Chinese who were different from the Japanese, and different from the dozens of other nationalities in the giant continent. Fools. My people had more cultural diversity than them. Everyone here was either white and stupid or black and stupid. See one, you’ve seen a million of them.
Back to the matter at hand, she was a fit woman. Definitely my type, but the problem was that I was twelve in this new body of mine and anyone interested in me at this stage definitely wasn’t someone I should be interested in.
With that all in mind, I didn’t wait for her to reply before I activated my powers. I’d come to this world blessed with superspeed. I could move so fast that everything was basically moving in slow motion around me, I noted. I ran right past her, as she lifted an arm to stop me. She was fast, much faster than everyone else, but all I had to do was pull on that energy within me even more and she was just as slow as the rest of them when it compared to me. I ran past her, and as fast as I could tried covering the ground between here and my other alley. I could only move this fast for about sixty seconds of my time. I called it flash time because I had the Flash’s kind of power. I could move so quickly that the world felt like it was standing still.
In that time, I’d made it out of the alley and then some. I made my way towards the orphanage using as many back alleys as possible so I could make sure that the weird woman couldn’t follow me. She’d jumped down seven stories, I had no interest in having a pedo with that kind of power on my case. At least she confirmed something for me. I wasn’t the only mutant or meta human or whatever in this world. I’d thought this was a world just like my old one for my first decade of life, and then one day when I tried to run from the bullies in school, I literally left them in the dust and fell to the ground out of breath. That was when I knew that this was a world where the extraordinary could happen. I’d done my best to crawl through the internet on every site possible looking for other mentions of the unnatural while trying to not be suspicious incase someone was watching my internet usage. What if the government had been watching me and waiting for me to develop abilities so they could take me away. But then my powers got stronger. I learned to move faster and faster for longer and longer and now I was sure that if they ever came from me I could run.
“Big Brother” The little rascal shouted as I hefted myself over the orphanage’s short fence. I shushed him with a fond smile on my face. Little Ali was a cute little ball of sunshine that never failed to get my mood up.
“Did you bring anything for me?” He asked and I tilted my head.
“Oh I knew that was what I was forgetting” I exclaimed, pretending to be shocked at myself.
“But you promised” The little six year old said, looking about to burst into tears.
“Of course, I didn’t forget, rascal” I said to him, pulling the action figure out of the pocket of my large trousers, only kept on my waist by a belt very much on its last legs. Maybe I’d buy myself some new clothes eventually. The Sisters never seemed to give a fuck about all the new toys Ali was getting so I was sure they wouldn’t care about the new clothes. I probably would have done it already. It was just that a kid buying toys on his own wasn’t as unsuspicious as a kid buying toys. But on the other hand, new clothes would help me do a much better job of blending in with the crowds instead of looking like a street urchin and sticking out like a sore thumb.
“Hiro” I heard m name pronounced in a British accent screamed from the building.
“Have they been looking for me for a while?” I asked Ali when he didn’t seem surprised to hear my name screamed.
“Just a few minutes” He said
“And you couldn’t tell me before getting your gift?”
The brat just smiled smugly. I ruffled his brown hair and got up before walking towards the building. Well, time to face the music.
She spotted me the moment I walked in.
“Where have you been? What are you wearing? And what is with your hair?” The brunette Nun came running to me the second she heard the bell above the door jingle to signal my entrance.
“Playing hide and seek with Ali” I said instantly, lying with practiced ease.
“Well, never mind that. We’ve got someone interested in adopting you” She said, dragging me towards the door that led to her office.
Ahh this old song and dance. I knew it well. A family would convince themselves that they wanted me after looking at a few pictures, then they met me and realised that I definitely wasn’t what they wanted. They tended to leave with a while or black kid after that. It was just the way of things. I didn’t have a previous life’s experience, then that kind of blatant racism would have broken me. I walked in, and came face to face with the blonde pedo.
“You?” I nearly shouted in shock.

A/N; Well, that’s a prologue to a Jujutsu Kaisen Fic that just would not leave my head. Updates for this will probably be monthly if there are any at all. The muse just hit me and refused to let go. Take nothing MC says seriously. He’s the most unreliable narrator I’ve ever written.