Fly?

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You woke up in a whining ambulance, someone looking over you and checking your shoulder. He was a large man with big arms. He was wearing scrubs and had some ointment that you couldn't recognize.  

"What's your name?"

"Huh..." You said opening your eyes to a blinding white light. "Oh, uh, Y/N."

"Good, where do you live?" 

"(insert random address here)."

"Alright, you seem to have woken up. You most likely will start to feel stinging in your shoulder and have a headache soon, you'll be fine other wise." 

"Thanks, but is the other guy alright?" 

"What? Oh yes, the man you restrained or the man you were laying next to?"

"Wait, I restrained someone? I didn't use my quirk. And yes the man I was laying next to."

"I don't see why you could have used your quirk, it was your halos right?"

"Well, yes but I pasted out right before I told hawks were the villain ran to."

"No matter, but yes, the man you were laying next you will be okay, he will soon be out of the hospital." 

"I'm glad, How about hawks?" 

"He's already at the hospital, I thought you would be in worse condition, so you may be out of here by morning. "

Soon the ambulance comes to a stop and you try and get up, the man was right, you have a headache and some stinging. He advised you to take it easy for about three days. You slowly made your way to the emergency room to see what awful finical burden you have put yourself in. 

In the wait room sat the man you believed was shot. He seemed in pain, but other wise doing fine. How far quirks and technology had come to be shot be out by morning. How amazing, still expensive though. You also saw the winged hero. He stood in the corner of the room near a sign. He was looking around and then noticed you and raised his bushy eyebrows. He made his way over to you.

"Are you mk'?"

"For the most part, how about you."

"Nothing can faze me kid. Who do you think I am?"

"A hero, you're not invincible. Whatever, what kind of quirk did the man have, how was he handled, and what was he charged with. I need to get started on my paper work ASAP."

"Whoa, slow down there, you were just shot and you're working about paperwork? You are a workaholic. I'm not answering those questions, my agency will handle it."

"Really?"

"Yeah why wouldn't we?"

"I don't know, your an ass?"

"That's fair, but let's get you back too..." He drug on his sentence so you could finish with where you live.

"Oh, (insert random address here)."

"Cool I'll fly you back there after you get checked out."

You noticed he said "fly" instead of drive. You dismissed it from your thoughts and paid. You got checked out and walked up to hawks my the exit.

"Ugh, I'm so ready for home..."

"Great, hey, weird request but can I stay at your place tonight."

"Why...?"

"Well, I am someone very high one someone else's kill list so, I've been sleepin in different places every night."

"Makes sense I guess, but you're sleep on my couch."

"Thanks sweetcheeks!" 

Sweetcheeks? What is up with these nicknames? "Sure whatever, I just wanna go home and sleep."

"Ready for our flight?"

"Huh?"

"I'm flying you home, its aways away, so I'm flying you there myself."

"I can fly on my own."

"Mmmm no you're not. If I heard correctly, you're going to take it easy for a few days."

"What? How did you-" You stopped yourself, as you realized, they're everywhere... The red feathers.

He gave a little flap of his wings to show his amusement. "How cute, that expression. There was one in your ambulance. Ready to go?" He moved the conversation so quickly, not letting you respond. He waltzed his way out of the door. You followed close behind.

Then just as quick as a snap, he swooped you up and lifted into the open air. The lights blinding as you soon reached the top of most buildings. Of course, you screamed from the sudden jolt of being so high. 

"Relax! I'll go slow now. You're fine." He said giving you a sympathetic side smirk. You nodded. Its nothing new to you, just scary because you are not in control.

In 10-15 minutes, you landed softly on your building's roof top. 


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