Go ALL OUT | K/DA x Male Reader

Entry #19

-Few Months Timeskip-

-Third Person POV-

"Hurry the hell up! That electric freak is gonna catch up with us!"

A moving rental truck sped down the street, surprising any civilians that were on the sidewalks.

"I'm trying! It's hard to go this fast on such a populated street!"

"He's right, good to know the criminals are at least following SOME rules of the road."

The two sitting in the driver and passenger went silent after they heard the voice, trying to convince themselves that they were simply hearing things.

They almost succeeded at this too, until an arm reached into the passenger window. "Hey, mind if I take this seat? Thanks for keeping it warm for me." The arm grabbed the man in the passenger seat before throwing him out of the vehicle and into a nearby trash can with relative ease.

A few seconds later, someone crawled into the seat from the roof of the truck and put their seatbelt on.

"Damn, rough ride on the roof." Haywire mumbled and then looked at himself in the rear view mirror of the truck. "Does my hair look okay?"

The male dodged a sloppy punch from the driver. "So what brings to this side of town? Ya know, other than smuggling illegal goods in the back of this truck. Huh, that doesn't make any sense, does it? If it's illegal, it isn't good at all. Maybe I should consider going into law if this whole hero thing doesn't work out."

The driver hurriedly grabbed the gun he kept on his person and held it up to Haywire's head. "What the fuck do you want with me?"

Our hero just stared at the guy as if he was crazy. "Come on man, you already know what this is about, so how about you pull over and-" he was silenced by a loud bang as the trigger was pulled.

The driver was surprised for a few seconds, thinking that he actually killed THE Haywire, before he saw what had actually occurred.

The electric themed hero gave him an unamused stare as the bullet floated right in front of his forehead.

"Electromagnetic field, pretty cool right?"

His only response was several more bangs sounding out and more bullets being stopped before they hit him. "Hell of a trigger finger you got there, the girls would love you. Well, if there are any girls where you're going."

The criminal just whimpered quietly. "W-why haven't you just knocked me out yet?!" He yelled out, resulting in spit spraying from his mouth.

"First off, gross." Haywire reached into the glove compartment and grabbed a few napkins to wipe himself off and then turned back to answer the question. "Well, you were driving, it would be unsafe if I did that. I'm a superhero, AND a role model, after all."

The man heard the answer, and was partly confused, but mostly horrified at what he saw in front of them.

"Oh would you look at that," slowly turning his head to look at Haywire, he flinched at the evil grin on his face, "a red light."

Meanwhile, a few police cars trailed behind the truck, waiting for Haywire to do his thing. They came to a stop when they saw the truck in front of them did. A few seconds later, Haywire hopped out of the passenger side while dusting his hands off and whistling.

Walking to the back of the truck, he held his hand in a finger gun motion and shot a concentrated beam of electricity at doors of the trailer, which made them open.

"That's a job well done." He spoke cheerfully and turned around to get out of the area, only to come face to face with his favorite sheriff.

"Ah, Caitlyn, a pleasure. How goes it?"

Said woman just rolled her eyes. "For someone who uses electricity, you sure are slow." She spoke and then walked towards the truck.

Haywire just scoffed as if he was offended and walked behind her. "But everything turned out fine, yeah? So, job well done?"

Caitlyn ignored him for a few seconds as she stepped onto the trailer and turned on her flashlight, kneeling in front of a few duffel bags. "This time, yes, but a lot of people could get hurt in the future. Although, since there were no casualties this time...good work Haywire."

He simply kneeled next to her. "Women are like the CGI in the The Flash."

"Elaborate."

"You're all inconsistent."

Giving him a light glare, she reached out and unzipped the duffel bags, pointing the flashlight inside.

"This symbol look familiar to you?" The sheriff inquired as he took a closer look.

One look at the symbol was all it took for him to recognize it, as what could be seen of his face was set in a scowl. "Singed. Even though he's done for, seems like his influence lives on...I don't recognize this other symbol though, maybe it's a book club?"

"We can only hope, but 9 times out of 10, it's worse than we think." Calling a few officers over to collect the bags and the smugglers, she stepped out of the trailer and put her flashlight away.

"Yeah, but being hopeful won't hurt us."

"It also won't help us."

"Fucking pessimist."

Caitlyn gave our hero a small smirk before making her way to her car, about to get inside until he leaned on the backdoor on the drivers side. "Ah, there's that beautiful semi-smile? That's like the first time I've ever seen that, what's got you so happy? You finally got a date to the policeman's ball, or do I need to fill in?"

"Depends, you got a black and white suit?" She asked, glancing at his costume and then got into the car and closing the door, letting the window down.

Humming softly, Haywire gave a grin and crossed his arms, obviously trying to look cool. "Wouldn't be too hard to find, would it?"

Caitlyn, surprisingly, gave a quiet chuckle and shook her head. "Maybe another time, spark plug. Who knows, maybe I'll take you up on that offer one day." Without another word, she revved the engine and drove off, making him stumble.

A few seconds of awkward silence later, he fist bumped and cheered himself on. "Who's the man, you the man, strong, healthy-" He was cut off as his phone started ringing.

Stuffing his hand into his pocket, he pulled the device out. Walking into an alleyway, he answered before wall jumping between the buildings and landing on the roof after a few seconds. "Yes, this is Haywire's Superhero Services, how may I help you?"

"Didn't know superheroes answered house calls." Akali's voice echoed from the other end.

"Uh, they don't."

"You do. Come over."

Raising a brow, he hopped across buildings. "This sounds like a booty call."

A snort was heard from his phone. "At 2 p.m.? If I wanted to fuck you, I wouldn't beat around the bush. Now hurry the hell up before I fire you."

Haywire looked at his phone screen. "Do you have the authority to do that?"

Akali didn't answer at first. "Would you like to find out."

"...So I'll see you in ten?"

"Yes, yes you will."