SongBird

II

Hawks' POV

Hawks heard the muffled whistling of the wind from under his headphones. 10 miles east. Two men. Easy. He sent three feathers without missing a beat in his flight over the city. He turned to follow behind them. His feathers quickly shot out of sight towards a small robbery in an alley way. Ow. Hawks felt a small stinging. They got to one, huh, wasn't expecting that. He flew even faster to the scene. He focused on his two other feathers. Strategically moving them around the two people he, he shot the feathers with precision avoiding the smaller figure cowering next to a wall.

The two men danced around trying to hit the feathers out of the air. It was like watching children trying to kill flies. They were always just a little faster than the hands trying to smack them. A loud casual laugh rang through the three strangers ears causing the small of the two men to falter his attention on the feather, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but the feather promptly lifted him off the ground by the back of his shirt. The feather flung backwards, lodging itself into the wall of the dark alley. The smaller man grunted loudly at the sudden impact. He helplessly flailed his legs too high off the ground to touch the ground. The other man continued to waltz around the last small plume. He whipped around back and forth trying to catch it in one hand, then in both. He took another step back when another feather caught underneath his pant leg and swept him off his feet. The man yelped at the unexpected fall, landing with a crash against the cold pavement.

"You ever taken dance classes? I think you'd be pretty good at it!" Hawks cheered with a bright smile. The stranger looked at Hawks with fear in his eyes. His mouth opened and closed like a fish as he watched the bird man stroll past him to a shaken-up women. He removed one of his hands that was previously placed into the pockets of his pants. He gently lifted it towards the women's arm without actually touching her. "Are you alright ma'am?" She stared up at him in shock slightly parting her lips. A shuffle from behind them caused her eye contact to faulter to focus on the man behind him. Hawks smirked as he sent two feathers to pin the other to the wall across from his partner in crime.

"Uh-h, oh y-ye- yes. I'm alright. Thank you." She frantically murmured nervously under his gaze. She quickly tucked a strand of her long platinum dyed hair behind her ear. Hawks laughed internally as he saw red creep up onto her cheeks.

Hawks turned his head towards the entrance of the alleyway. He saw two of his sidekicks sprinting towards the scene.

"They'll take it from here." Hawks finalized before backing away and lazily, yet coolly, waving. He swiftly took off again to find more conflicts to deal with in the area when-

RING RIIIIIING

He was quick to land on the first rooftop he saw and pull the phone from his jacket pocket.

"Heyo~"

"It's Song Bird, it looks rough." Fuck

"Two minutes." And with only that he sprinted off the edge of the roof top and bolted towards the Hero Commission building. Shit, not again. Damn it. Keep level headed Keigo, maybe it's not that bad. Those were the only thoughts he had time to come up with as he landed harshly in front of the building, ripping open the door. He sped walk to the front, his mind was chaotically racing, but his demeanor was calm and determined. He raised his eyebrows at the women sitting there.

"Training Room Foxtrot" She stated plainly barely giving him a second thought. Oh, come on! Really! That trainer's a fucking asshole. He's to harsh on him. Hawks continued to speed through the halls making It to the large grey metal doors. He pushed them open and readjusted his eyes to the different lighting of the room. It was much brighter than the dim artificially lit hall.