CHARGED

2-V | CIGARS

The ginger man nodded, "Understandable. I doubt you'd want to go to the police station if that were the case."
The white haired girl nodded.
He walked over, his hands on his hips, "You can stay here for a few more days as long as you don't break anything."
Once again, the twins silently stared at each other for a full minute before Myo spoke, "We have a deal, Magma!", she grinned.

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A week later, life seemed to have adjusted. At least, that's how it sort of kind of not really felt for Magma. He was harboring two runaways. And he was a villain, so it'd obviously be ruled as a probable kidnapping. They were minors, apparently they were 'nearly thirteen', meaning they legally had to be in school. There was no way he, even with his many connections, would be able to get the paperwork and a million excuses ready to even make that a feasible option. If their mother decided to report them missing, they'd instantly be discovered. It was a predicament, especially to 21-year old Magma, who had a full time career as a villain. He was likely one of the least suited people to be taking care of not one, but two 12 year old children. He made what could be said as a miniscule amount of money. He scrapped by, and that was with just him. Not to mention, his apartment only allowed up to 2 tenants (with proper paperwork). Though, Magma was not a stranger to breaking the law, so perhaps he could manage it. He doubted it. Severely.

So, Magma came to the conclusion that the most efficient and effective way to go about things was to loop these poor, innocent children into his villainy and homeschool them. Essentially, he'd give them lessons on how to fight, do math (he tended to pride himself on his skills), and cook. Those were his priorities. Of course, Magma didn't just do villainy. You barely made money when you didn't work a legal job, so he had to settle for working a normal average everyday human job in the morning, then doing crime in the middle of the night. Basically, this meant he was busy nearly 24/7 and got no sleep. Oh boy, did he hope those kids were the responsible independent type. Myo seemed quite like that.

The children also approved of this plan (a very important part), and their comments on his villainous persona was 'I mean, if it helps out the guy who gave us pizza and a bed— couch, whatever— I don't really care.'. Or, that was Mya's anyway. Myo simply shrugged and laid down in his sister's lap, which told him he agreed with his sibling. He had been getting the hang of reading Myo's body language to replace his lack of speech, and he was surprisingly expressive with his movements. He had learned at this point that their quirk allowed them to vaguely feel what the other was feeling.

"Yeah!", the girl had exclaimed. "I can feel Myo's energy, and he can feel mine. Or, if we touch someone, we can feel their energy as well! Also, if someone has an energy quirk, we can feel their quirk kinda!", she had explained.

The pair of siblings hadn't gone into too much depth about what their quirk was, never directly saying anything about it, but they had given him enough snippets for him to piece together that it had something to do with energy and their powers worked in tandem. Magma had decided that it'd be best if he waited until they were comfortable enough to tell him on their own.

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Magma was crouched on the roof of a building, staring down at the lights of cars and buildings in the neon city below. He stood, turning to look at the woman standing just beside him. "So... cigar?", he asked, holding one out to the purple haired woman.

She rolled her eyes, "I quit smoking, idiot.", but she took the cigar anyway and lit it.

"Sure, sure.", he chuckled. "How's your villainy goin', Mirror?", he asked, lighting his own cigar using his quirk.

She shrugged, "Pretty well. I hooked in some local drug dealers 'n shit. Needed the extra income. They're surprisingly good lackeys if you pay them enough. You?"

He nodded, taking a whiff of his smoking cigar. "Lately I've been runnin' around, trying to find shit to do. I don't really have a cause anymore. I was a vigilante, then I was labeled a villain, then I decided to commit to what they called me."

She smirked, wrapping her arm around her favorite villain, "You know... Tokyo's been getting a huge down surge in crime lately. What if we, some of the best villains in this decrepit city, teamed up and caused some chaos?"

He turned towards Mirror, a slight smile forming on his face. "What do you have in mind?", he asked.

She cackled, "Just wait and see, my partner in crime."

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A/N: Yoyoyo, Chapter Three! :]
Why is it so hard to paste on mobile? Anyways, meet Mirror (I love her very much). I swear the chapters will get longer.