Izuku of the Tam Avarice

Chapter 6: Meeting the Mad Scientist

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Dākuai's POV

'Huh it's a quiet night tonight'

"AHHHHHHHH-CK-"

'I guess not'

The silverette swiftly maneuvered skillfully of a AC unit and down into an alley where a young woman had been cornered by a thick-set man with a singular horn poking out from his bangs kinda like a rhino.

Dākuai crept forward picking up a long piece of metal, he slowly made his way over to the criminal and gently tapped his shoulder.

" 'Scuze me mate I think you should leave"

"HAHH, WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT TO DO!?"

"The fact that what you're doing is illegal so why don't you try-" A large fist came flying, leaving only a moment for our hero to move. The vampiric owl simply moved his head to the side letting the fist come close. A second later a spike shot through his skull...

"Hah what a prick, now girly it's time for you and I to have some fun..."

The black-haired beauty that he had cornered was in shock but managed to register what he had just said. As a muffled cry came from her mouth, a hand tightened the one around the metal.

The dead-man jumped up, scrap metal in hand, smashed the rapist-to-be over the head and yelled...

"BONK
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GO TO HORNY JAIL!"
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"You are now safe ma'am."

The black-haired beauty looked at her saviour with wide eyes.

"B-b-but you died!?"

"Nope. Anyway have a nice night ma'am." As the silver-haired vigilante had escaped to the rooftops he felt a disturbance in the force...

He quickly ducked right and turned and saw the nuisance...

"Ah Eraserhead! How lovely! Did you need something?"

"Yes, I do, I wanted to talk to you." The hobo-hero glumly responded. "I was also wondering... Do you enjoy working at the Bean There Coffee... Dākuai?"

"Aww shit, Eraserhead... Honey could you do me a favour and not say anything to the hero commission? Thanks."

"Honestly, I just wanna talk to you and so does Nezu,"

The scrappy owl looked at the hobo hero in surprise. "Oh, really, sweet I'm not getting snitched on, so uhh what'd you wanna talk about?"

"You,"

"Well I realise that, I mean what else do you want to know?"

"For starters, why did you not become a hero with your quirk?"

"Didn't know I could..."

"Wha-"

By the time I knew about hero schools I was already wanted, it was about 2 months ago."

"Were you born under a rock? How did you not know about hero schools?"

"Heh no I wasn't born under a rock -I don't think- I have some sort of amnesia. I was tested upon you see. I only remember a few things from my childhood. Like how I liked catch and cats but nothing much else. I think I was in an explosion or near one at least, as I have a burn scar on my back from before the experiment..."

"How'd you know it was from before?"

"Whenever they would test my healing with fire it never left any kind of scar tissue, that's why I know."

"How do you not seem traumatized?"

"Trauma, HAH, that silly old thing. I laugh in the face of trauma..."

As he finished speaking Eraserhead lurched forwards with a knife catching the vigilante's cheek. The owl's eyes widened as the knife drew blood. In the blink of an eye the owl dropped to the floor, swept his foot behind Eraser's pulled sharply and charged forward throwing the man back a few dozen metres.

"Ouch that hurts my feelings! What happened to the bro code! Not cool man!" The silver-haired man took one last look at the hobo hero, sighed and disappeared off the side of the building.

<Epic timeskip to the next night!!!>

"Wasn't a very epic timeskip author."

("Shut it you.")

It was a quiet night, one that let the owlette relax and enjoy his time jumping from rooftop to rooftop. A pop could be heard in the distance, one that wasn't normal like a small explosion. And in an instant the owlette raced towards the possible crime. He landed on the gravelly roof awkwardly, his hands slipping with no grip.

As he looked down he noticed smoke winding its way out of a window. He dropped down to the windowsill peering in.

The room was filled with black smoke. He jumped in feeling his way around for anyone that might be in there, tripping over someone in the process. He grabbed them and yanked them out the window.

The silver-haired boy jumped and climbed up and out of the alley with the pinkette passenger, dodging an out-jutting pipe on the way.

"Wha- AHH!"

"Oh sheeeet, uhhh there's nothing to worry about I'm simply saving you from a smoky room that you might've died from..."

"Ok, seems legit."

'Wut!'

"So are you a new hero?"

The silver-haired male suddenly realised that he had saved the the girl... Without his mask. 'Dammit it must've been the pipe.'

"Well?"

"No I'm a vigilante and I appreciate it if you keep it a secret.

"OH COOL! WHAT'S YOUR QUIRK? DO YOU HAVE ANY SUPPORT ITEMS? CAN YOU FIGHT WELL? HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN A VIGILANTE? DO YO- "

"Alright shush!" The owlette shoved his hand in front of her piehole. "Now I have to go."

"Wait my name is Mei Hatsume, and I'd like to become your accomplice!"

The owlette froze at this, slowly turning around. "Huh-"

"Think about it, you don't seem to have much equipment and I can supply you. I can also give you medical attention, or a place to hide if you're almost caught. And in return you'll test some of my babies!"

"Uhh ok but, babies?!"

The pinkette turns and rummaged around her backpack for a minute before pulling out a baton. "Yeah my super, cute babies. This one is a stub baton one that can paralyze a grown man for almost 15 minutes. Lower the wattage and it'll just stub them!"

"Hmm, have you tested it?"

"Nope!"

"Ok, I'll take you up on that offer." And with that the owlette disappeared leaving a post-it note with his number on the floor.

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Hi sorry about the lack of actual work I have loads of ideas and just no time to write them down so I'll probably have a big chapter posting spree. 

Zezz