Shards of glass flew likes knives through the air, and you jumped ahead of the family before you, shielding them as Endeavor catapulted outside with the Nomu.Their reaction times were impeccable, and despite knowing what was coming, you'd barely had a chance to hear the Nomu's monstrous voice calling for the strongest hero before Endeavor had acted.
People were screaming, scrambling over each other to get to the exit and you had no choice but to let yourself be carried along with the crowd to the outside. You couldn't help the heroes fight — and you doubted you'd be useful to them if you tried.
Hawks was flying overhead, shouting at Endeavor who'd been smashed into a building by the monstrosity that Dabi had send after them. There were heroes rushing to the scene, but they were useless against something like that. This Nomu was different. It was intelligent. No wonder Dabi had referred to it as High-End.
You watched the boom of explosions as Endeavor was slammed through glass and concrete, Hawks always nearby, his feathers evacuating whole buildings at a time.
He was a hero.
You could never be anything like him.
You were enraptured by the scene playing out before you, enthralled by the deadly dance the two heroes performed. Hawks had joined Endeavor, launching his feathered attacks towards the roaring creature. You ran through alleyways and leapt over abandoned vehicles, racing towards the fight because you needed to see what was happening.
Somewhere, Dabi was watching, just like you were.
It was happening too fast for you to keep up. Spiderwebbed flame had turned the top half of a building to complete rubble, and you marvelled at the sheer power it took to perform such an act. There was an enormous divide between quirks, and the place of number one hero belonged to someone who was gifted with one of the very best.
Seemingly annoyed by the interference of Hawks and the many heroes who rallied to their defence, the Nomu spawned more, less-sturdy versions of itself.
What is this monster?
If the League had means of creating more of these it could spell disaster for the entire city in the very near future.
Hawks was not far from where you were, slicing through the Nomu that had been spawned with his two feather-blades. Above you, the heat of Endeavor's flame was almost unbearable.
So, that's his ultimate move.
You'd lost sight of the number one hero, and you continued forward, finding a path through the masses of civilians running from the chaos that was happening all around them. There were the few thrill-seekers that remained, wanting a view of a fight that would likely go down in history.
"Endeavor is losing!"
It was a jarring sight to see someone so powerful get thrown like a rag-doll through entire buildings. If he was felled, who would be left? Who could possibly take his place and protect?
There was a helicopter whirring overhead, and the entire scene reminded you of Kamino. Despite how utterly pulverised he was, Endeavor didn't stop. He continued to barrel towards the Nomu — who was looking for another fight amongst the heroes evacuating the area.
A flash of crimson soared up towards the Nomu. Hawks. He had no chance of standing against a creature like that, but he didn't falter, not once. Not even as he was swatted away like a fly. You noticed the feathers that Hawks had given to the flame hero, propelling him towards the Nomu at a speed that was hard to track with human eyes.

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Feathers and Flame // Dabi x Reader x Hawks
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