Meet Y/n. A teenager overflowed with confidence. He's aiming to be the best hero he can be. His quirk while not flashy is one of the most versatile out there. Because of this, he managed to attract the interest of a certain black haired girl. Slowly...
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Me: We're here.
I said as I stopped the car. Momo and Eri got out of the car as the three of us looked upon the destruction caused by the war. Eri walked a bit further as she saw a destroyed plushie of All Might.
Eri: This is so sad. Why can't all of us lived in harmony?
She looked at us with hurt in her eyes.
Momo: Oh Eri sweetie, come here.
Momo quickly hugged Eri in attempt to soothe her hurt heart. I looked solemn at my own daughter as I looked upon the damaged All Might statue.
Me: What can we do? We're sitting ducks.
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???: Ha.... Is that a slight against the heroes?
Me/Momo: !!!
*SLICK!
*TING!
In a swift motion, Momo grabbed Eri before summoning her Escrima Sticks to defend her. I on the other hand grabbed my dagger as I went for the neck of the ambusher. But he was fast as he grabbed my hand and parked her sword right at my adam apple but found restrained by Rogue and Arsene who managed to wrap him tightly with their Threads.
???: Ho? Looks like you got your own toys Arcane.
Rogue: Shut up punk. You're in no point of talking.
Arsene: Can I eat him master? He reeks of bloodlust.
I looked upon him with a glare and found myself staring wide eye at the silhouette. I will never forgot his murderous eyes towards me but nonetheless, he was a figure I was familiar with.
Me: Stain.... What a surprise.
I said in a nonchalant tone, not letting him off my view. He chuckled darkly, not letting go of his sword at my neck. Moving his eyes to my left side, he questioned.
Stain: Sharp as ever Arcane. What happened to your left arm?
Me: Lost it while fighting some wannabe Super Villain. What's your story? Guess you were good they let you out early?
I suppressed my laugh at the joke as he got my reference. He smiled darkly before softening his grip at his sword before sheathing his sword. Seeing he was in no point of fighting. I ordered Rogue and Arsene to stand by if he ever tried to do anything funny.
Stain: Tell me Arcane. Who do you fight for?
He asked. I let his question sink in before looking him in the eye.
