The Abandoned Vigilante(s)

Chapter 3

Izuku pov

Another year passed and today was my birthday, and the day/night of our big reveal. I focused on using swords and blades to fight while shinsou was naturally gifted with guns. Out of the two, guns were harder to come across but even so, it only took around a week or two to find someone else with one. We may or may not have accidentally beaten him up and taken it. My sword was once a rusted pipe that I heated up, bagged into shape, built a handle and sheath, and sharped with a file. It took a while but after a month it was pretty easy to make a well balanced one. Despite this it was very wonky and uneven, but a sword none the less.

We both stood around the homemade cake in our home. What once was two trashed buses, is now a rather nice and very clean home for two. There is a section for cooking, an area for sleeping and a spot for patching ourselves up. We even got a generator I fixed up working so we could have power. I fixed up a laptop to make it untraceable and I learned to hack, but if I'm being honest shinsou is the hacker. I could barely get into a police stations files, while he once weaseled his way into UA's security camera and saw Nezu sleeping in a desk drawer. I couldn't find the charging cables that go with the computer so I had to make one. I also made several different vigilante support weapons like a series of smoke bombs and flash bangs.

But that was for later, right now the only things that are on me and my adopted brothers mind was a piece of that homemade cake. The cake wasn't very good but living on a loaf of bread a week isn't very satisfying. Me and shinsou volunteer at a bakery and each week she gives us a fresh loaf of bread to eat. After the cake was eaten in a matter of seconds, I was surprised when shinsou told me to turn around and close my eyes. I asked why, but he said it was a secret. When I complied I heard shuffling and then something long and metal. My eyes shot open to see a long light blue sheath with a metal cap and a handle on the other side. When I pulled the handle free, the blade had a slight bend back and was incredibly sharp. It was a katana. My katana. The katana i've dreamt of for longer than a year.

I look up at my brother to see him smiling broadly, "happy birthday little bro." I sheathe my sword before crossing my arms and pouting. I mumbling, "who says you'r the older one, just coz you'r taller doesn't mean anything." he ruffled my hair and smirked, "sure it doesn't." I huff and stand and begin stretching. Tonight on the chopping block, is a local group of kidnapers and child traffickers. I stretched and attached the new katana to my waist and rested my hand on its handle. I walk out the door and begin to make my way to the building that the children are being held. Once I make it out of the beach area, I climb up a fire escape and begin running across the roof tops. After a moment shinsou catches up to me and he shoot me a death glare. I smile under my mask and shrug.

He rolls his eyes as we begin to see the building in the distance. Once the building gets closer we stop and assess the situation. We both blend into the shadows due to our costumes. Mine was a black sweatshirt with padding built into it.it had dark green and dark blue patterns bult down the side. I was also wearing a pair of dark brown cargo pants with knee pads. I had a utility belt and boots with shock absorption and release. Shinsou had a similar setup but his was dark purple with hints of gray on it. He had a bullet proof vest with a handfull of magazines and two extra pistoles under his arms. He has a similar utility belt but instead of dark brown cargo pants he had black cargo pants. He made himself a pair of shock absorbing and distributing gloves to match his boots. We both had a pair of metal masks covering our faces. Both of our eyes are uncovered however. He said it was better with aim and I never really cared enough to question it.

I peer over the side and see two guards standing outside the door. I turn to shinsou and played rock paper scissors to see who gets to start tonight off.

3rd person point of view

Shinsou ends up winning with scissors and shoots the two guards in their legs and they drop. That leads shinsou and izuku to head into the building. The two separated and began clearing out the rooms as quick as possible. When izuku kicked in the first room the boy came face to face with someone who had a knife quirk. The man held a small child by the neck and held his fingers to her throat. Izuku used his quirk and darted forward, shocking the man. He tried to push his bladed fingers into the child's neck, but when his fingers returned to normal, he was shocked froze in his tracks, and was quickly neutralized by the back side of izuku's blade.

Shinsou was in a similar predicament, but he was facing a woman with a button. The button if triggered, would kill a whole crate of maybe twenty kids. Shinsou asked what she wanted and when she responded, he used his quirk to take control. Once he did he told her to free the kids and knock herself out. Once they reached the second floor, the main controls and computers were there. They copped the list of contacts and sent it to their home computer, then freed the rest of the kids. Once Izuku left to help the remaining kids get out, shinsou pulled a flash drive and plugged it into the computer and downloaded over 1 terabyte of very shady underground personnel. Once he unplugged the flash he ran out and met with Izuku. They called the police and when the receptionist asked for their names Izuku said, "I'm Ronin and this is dead shot." shinsou perked up and said "hello!" the two hung up and giggled and said, "well dead-shot, its official, we have made our debut." Once the cops came the two left and began to go on patrol together.

The whole thing must have taken no more than a hour. The two of them managed to save over 54 kids and chapter or restrain over 105 human traffickers. Most of them, when questioned, said that they only saw either a purple or gray flash or a blue and green. The kids said that their 'saviors' freed them without taking anything they also said on how they called each other death-shot and Ronin. The two brothers then went on patrol together after that. This night however was the first night in a while that the underground hero, Eraserhead, was patrolling.

Hooray! they are officially vigilantes! I wonder what they will do next, and I wonder how eraser-head will react when he discovers that there are some new vigilantes on the loose... I'm really happy about these next few parts! as always, thanks for reading! see you next part!!