Chapter 2- I am Legend (MHA OC-fic)

“Tell me about the team” I asked Hiroshi after we’d finished our bouts of mutual panic and rush to sanitise both of our phones, reinstall all the security measures we could and then placed both devices on ice to be sent back to the commission for analysis. What had happened was an egregious breach, the kind of which had never happened before, and considering the way Hiroshi had been fuming, was unlikely to happen again.

“Once again, I apologise for the…”

“Save it, Hiroshi. It’s fine. I told you that the last seven times you tried already. It would be unreasonable for me to blame you for a mistake like this. It could happen to anyone.” Hiroshi’s eyes narrowed as he understood the subtext in my statement. Mistake. I called it a mistake not a malfunction. I was blaming the commission for the error, not the tech.

“Now, do as I asked and tell me about the team” I asked.

“As you might not know, the robberies began exactly two minutes after our logs say you left the office, and concluded thirty minutes before you returned. In that time, seven support companies were hit and quite a few heroes were killed or injured in the chaos. So far, we have managed to analyse three members of the suspected villain team thanks to the Brain Box”

“Even they have gotten involved?” I asked in shock

“Yes. Yes they have. So many heroes haven’t been harmed on the same day since before All Might. It's been decades since the commission faced a disaster like this.” I nodded, agreeing with him. But it still shocked me that the foremost analysis engine in Japan had been turned to the matter so quickly. The robberies hadn’t even been up to an hour passed, and the Brain Box had already released findings? They didn’t work that quickly. It just wasn’t how they operated.

“What do they have?” I asked him finally after turning my mind away from the fact that the best of the best had been brought in on the matter so quickly.

“The three identified members of the team have been given codenames based on their suspected quirks. The first one, ‘F’” As he spoke, he tapped a device on his blazer and a hologram of a feminine figure appeared. Tall, long black hair and lithe frame. Her face was covered by a face mask arranged with spikes.

“Her quirk was the most fearsome of them all, pun intended. She could create visible black spikes made of some unknown substance. Whenever they managed to so much as scratch a human, that person was on the floor screaming in seconds. Brain Box suspects either a fast acting neurotoxin, or a fear imposing effect backed by quirk fiat. The latter has been given a higher probability as the spikes affected everyone equally, ignoring factors like mass, body size, blood composition or even natural resistance to poisons. This is all supposition based off of the screams made by her victims before they perished. None of her victims survived to tell us about the true effect of the quirk. Preliminary autopsies say they all died of cardiac arrests and sudden body shut downs” I gaped at him as he described a literal nightmare of a quirk.

I’d heard some bullshit in my life, but one hit and you’re down? And some idiots had the nerve to call my quirk broken. Just on the first member alone, and I was already beginning to realise that this was a villain team unlike any other team up we’d heard of before.

“I’m sure you won’t be surprised that she’s been given a preliminary rating of ‘S’, and a flee on sight order for heroes with class A quirk and lower.” So basically everyone except All Might, Endeavour, and a select few. The significant look he gave me told me that he knew what exactly I was thinking about. I’d be expected to fight her if she ever reared her head again, and that was a terrifying prospect.

“Don’t worry, the Hero Commission will dispatch someone more experienced if she shows herself again. Powerful quirk or not, you got out of school only three months ago.”

“One month on the job, or ten years. It doesn’t matter. A hero is a hero. I know my duty, and I will do it”

“Don’t be stupid, boy” He said with a smile building on his face.

“Look at you being all inspiring and everything. Anyway, the second member of the team was given the codename ‘Z’.” This time, the picture displayed was of a regular girl that looked to be in her late teens. The only thing that made her different was the look on her face. It was utterly psychotic. “Even with a face, we can’t find any records of her. Her quirk is just as disturbing as her teammate’s. With a knife she slashed open her own body and sent her blood flying all across a crowded hallway. Every hero it touched fell under her control. None of them have regained consciousness as of yet, so we don’t have their perspective on things, but she showed complete control over her victims including their quirks.” Another terrifying quirk. Something told me it was going to become a pattern for this group. Complete control just from having her blood on you was the kind of cheating bullshit that belonged in Manga, not real life.

“Analysis from Brain box has it that her quirk grants her full control of her victims’ bodies and also lets her use those bodies beyond the traditional human limits and even gives her some sort of understanding of the victims’ innate quirks and abilities. She has also been given a ranking of ‘S’, but even S rank heroes are advised to stay away. The only heroes allowed to deal with her are Endeavour and yourself.” He ended that bit and I nodded, seeing the reasoning.

It was child’s play for me to cover myself in light to shield me from the outside world. It was how I flew around, after all. Her blood wouldn’t be touching me unless I wanted it to, and with Endeavour, it was more simple. He could burn hot enough to evaporate the blood before it ever made contact with him.

“The third member possesses a warp quirk” He paused after that to underscore the importance of the words he just spoke, and I got them just as he wanted me to. A warp quirk. Even the weakest of them was category A because of the kind of danger to society they could represent. No one had figured out how truely block out warp quirks from entering locations, and what worked with one quirk was practically guaranteed not to work against another.

“We have no description of this member. They have been granted the codename, ‘S’, but no one actually saw them during the raids. The only evidence we have of their existence is the fact that both F and Z travelled miles across the city in seconds simply by melting into their own shadows. Fuck!

“A long distance warp quirk that doesn’t require the presence of the user? That can’t be possible” I said, burying my fear with practised ease.

“It’s either that or there is a fourth member with an invisibility quirk that was able to stretch to both the warp quirk user and himself. Brain Box judges it to be possible but extremely improbable.”

“Wonderful. Three S rankers in one criminal group. Could the world get any worse?”

“Don’t tempt fate. The Brain box is still trying to analyse everything they stole and the possible uses of each and every one of them in isolation or in conjunction with one another. We should have a good idea of their motives in a week or two.”

“Good.”

“And that isn’t the only bit of good news.”

“What?”

“They didn’t attack until they knew you were out of the city and concluded long before you returned. I don’t have an analysis quirk, but even I can tell that that is a good sign, It means they’re afraid of you. They consider you a threat.” He said with a smile that I did my best to replicate.

He wasn’t considering the other possibility. What if the reason they wanted me out of town was because they didn’t want to spend time dealing with me when they could easily get me out of the way.

“And yes, that reminds me. The villain you faced. He will be questioned on his relationship with the rest of that Villain Group.”

“We haven’t given them a codename yet?” I asked.

“Brass hopes we can deal with them before we need to”

“That’s some wishful thinking. Didn’t take the Director for a wishful man.”

“Oh you sweet summer child. He’s the most wishful of us all. No one can last long in that position without having a little bit of hope.”

XXXXXX

After that briefing on the situation with the villain group, I was quick to head home for the day. Contrary to public opinion, being a hero was a lot like working a regular 9 to 5. Except for the fact that you could get recalled to work at any moment, and there wasn’t really any form of paid overtime, it was just like a 9 to 5. One could say it was like a regular job in all the ways it was unlike a regular job.

I walked home. I didn’t own a car considering I had the power to fly and since the robberies, I felt it fitting for me to do a lap around the city, greeting and talking with the citizens to make sure everyone still felt safe and trusting of the superhero community that we lived in. I’d had to field a lot of questions about my whereabouts but once I mentioned that there had been another villain rampaging a few miles away at around the same time, most of them were quick to accept that it was just a piece of bad luck.

I said ‘most of them’ because of one particularly tricky individual that had drawn me into conversation. “And that is why I believe Emperor Tengen from the old Dynasty is still alive and orchestrating the quirk society we live in to create a rival hero that can be as strong as him and challenge him to be the one true emperor of Japan” He said, ending a ten minute long rant that combined so many conspiracy theories that I was actually considering hiring him to work at my agency for his simple ability to keep track of so many thoughts and streams of ‘evidence’ and then bring them all together into a single cohesive-sounding unified theory. It would all have been convincing if there wasn’t a simple hole in the reasoning of the thing.

As he stared at me expectantly, waiting for me to agree with him, I just kept a straight face and replied, “It’s been scientifically proven that quirks did not exist even in their earliest and simplest forms until three centuries ago at the very earliest. Emperor Tengen lived over a millennium ago. The time periods can not possibly match” I told him, slightly ashamed to note that I took some measure of joy when he slumped in disappointment. That all changed when I noticed an odd reflection before I turned on my atmospheric shield and dove to shield the man. I was too late as I felt the man’s body jerk in my hands as I caught hold of him before going still. I was quick to let him go as I felt the blood running down my aura shield and onto the floor.

“Hahaha. I didn’t think you’d react to that one at all” A man said, and I turned to find him standing on a roof of a two story building a few metres away. The guns held in each hand marked him as the assailant.

“Hello Legend, hero of Japan. I am Agent 47. Here to be your chauffeur to the realm of the dead” The blond haired man said with a smile on his face before leaning back to laugh.

A/N; Let’s end this chapter here.

A/N; Good place to end it seems.