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6-V | MEETING

The girl nodded, standing and stretching her back, "I can heal you some, but definitely not all the way.", she walked over to the older woman, placing her hand on the broken arm. Cyan lightning curled around Mya and Mirror's hand, healing the broken bone. Mya pushed it back in place while it was healing, something Mirror had to grit her teeth for, and sighed when she healed it nearly all the way. "I would heal it all the way but I think a fully healed rib would be better.", she grinned tiredly. Myo approached, granting the girl some of his energy. "Thanks.", she whispered.

He nodded his head, sitting on the ground and starfishing.

"You tired?", Magma asked.

The boy nodded, placing his hand to his mouth as he got hit with a wave of nausea. 

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 Myo's head bopped as he nearly fell asleep on the train. He was wearing all black today. A black hoodie, black ripped jeans, black converse, even black earbuds. The train jerked to a stop, waking the white haired boy up. He shook his head, getting off the train. He made his way into the alleyways of Tokyo, yawning every few minutes. For some reason, the temperature just kept increasing. They turned a corner, only to be stopped by blue flames. Hm. Blue flames burnt at 3,000 degrees... Myo yawned once again, looking through the flames and noticing a figure. Guess that's the culprit. They decided it'd be best if he just turned around and kept walking but... the figure turned to face him. And they made eye contact. Internally, Myo was getting nervous, outwardly, they simply stared at the man with their usual tired eyes. "...Yo.", he greeted the flamethrower.

"Eh?", the man sauntered over, "A kid, hm?"

The man was holding a rather intimidating blue fireball in his hand so, naturally, Myo raised his arms above his head.

The man's eyes studied the white haired teen, something clicking. "Ah. The #12 Tokyo Villain.", he grinned. "Negative."

The teen chuckled, "I'm impressed you recognized me.", he whispered, a frown growing on his face.

"'Course you don't.", the black haired man rolled his eyes. He grabbed their hand, "Why don't I give you a scar to commemorate our meeting?"

Myo stared for a moment before deciding it'd be best to be as vocal as possible, "That wouldn't be ideal.", his voice still quiet.

The man chuckled, "No, I guess it wouldn't be.", his grip tightened on Myo's wrist.

Myo glared at the pale fingers that gripped their arm, his teeth itching to bite them. Unfortunately, it wasn't on Myo's to do list to be burnt to a crisp today so he refrained.

Suddenly, the man's hand began to heat up. Myo cringed as the heat began to blister their skin, his quirk activating unwillingly to protect him. He grabbed onto the man's arm, sapping up his energy, the man's quirk suddenly deactivating. "Let go, fucker.", Myo glared, his purple eyes glowing.

The man hummed, "I wonder just what your quirk is, Negative.", he loosened his grip, placing his hands back into his jacket.

Myo shrugged, "I'm not gonna just tell you.", he whispered, continuing to glare.

"You can call me Dabi.", the man said out of nowhere.

He glared, scoffing. "Right, Dabi."

A wall of fire went up, blocking Myo's vision. He took it as a signal to leave.

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"YOU WHAT!?", Magma screeched.

The boy shrugged, "I met some guy in the alleyways. He had a blue fire quirk.", he held up his burnt wrist.

The ginger man sighed, "Mya, come heal your brother."

"Yes, sir!", the cheerful girl skipped over, grabbing her irresponsible brother's arm. "You really are a trouble magnet, Myo.", she scolded. "Though, I've never heard of a villain with such a quirk, maybe a few rumors but that's it." A cyan energy flowed from her arm to her brother's, the burn healing over perfectly. "I don't think he took into account you having a sister with a healing quirk."

He shook his head, "No.", the boy cringed, a headache coming on.

"Mm?", she glanced up as she let go of his arm. "You alright, Myo?"

He shrugged, "The guy's energy is really active."

"Oh. How odd.", she murmured as she made her way over to the kitchen. She grabbed a chocolate bar for herself, doing a few twirls as she walked to the couch.

Myo pulled out his phone, opening up the rankings. "Oh. I'm ranked 13th now."

"Eh?", Mya looked over, leaning against the arm of the couch, "What am I at?", she grinned.

"Still 21st.", he shrugged.

Mya pouted, "How come you get to be higher than me?"

Myo yawned, "'Cause I do more damage than you do."

She rolled her eyes, sticking out her tongue.

The door slammed open, revealing a nearly glowing Mirror. "Hello, boys and girls.", she greeted, bowing. "I have reached #1 Villain in Tokyo, and #6 in the Japan rankings!", she placed a plastic bag on the coffee table, the other on the kitchen bar. "Oh, it is a good day to be a villain.", she sang.

"Yo, Mira.", Magma greeted.

"Greetings, Mags.", she smirked, "You're still ranked #3, how does it feel?", her eyes seemed to glow for just a moment.

He shrugged, "It feels like I'm ranked 3rd, obviously.", he sighed. "Anyways, tomorrow is the twins' birthday.", he announced.

Myo turned to Mya, who stared back with a grin. "I forgot.", Myo deadpanned.

"You'll be 14, marking you living here for one and a half years.", the ginger cheered.

"Crazy.", Mya grinned. "It feels like we've been here forever.", Myo agreed.

"How do you two want to celebrate it?", he asked, plopping onto the couch.

Myo shrugged, but Mya's eyes immediately lit up. "I want to destroy something! With bombs and stuff!"

Mirror shook her head, "Unfortunately we don't have the facilities for any bombs at the moment, if you're seen with Magma it'll be immediately known that you guys work together or are at least involved.", she glanced at her cuticles, "Though, we could travel to another city. You guys have never been out of Tokyo, have you?"

Mya shook her head, "Nope! We grew up in the outskirts of Tokyo, probably in some small unnamed town, and that's the closet we got.", she grinned.

Mirror nodded, "Musutafu? The sports festival is going on in about a week. We could probably score some tickets with my connections."

Magma shrugged, "If I don't use my quirk I'll be fine."

Mirror bit her nail, "I wear a mask but I don't doubt people would be able to recognize my voice.", she sighed.

Myo rolled his eyes, "Just wear some sunglasses."

Mirror's eyes brightened, "Right! You can be intelligent sometimes, Myo-kun." She smirked, "I'll just wear something less skin tight and suddenly no one will know it's me!"

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A/N: Introducing Dabi into the storyline (woo). I apologize if how Dabi acts doesn't suit how you picture him, this is just how I (like to) think he acts. :]

Goodnight!