So I got out of the bar and looked a bit around since I got this feeling that someone was following me but I couldn't put my mind on who it could be. In order to make sure that I could get that motherfluffer, I decided to start walking towards a dead end and just chill around a corner for a bit. The eyes that were on me were definitely burning a whole through me because I could feel them this intense. Something was just not right here.
I swear of this is that chicken....
Ama flip for sure!
The night was still young and honestly, I really thought that it was Hawks but something felt more off. Since they didn't wanted to come out, I went ahead and scaled that wall. Don't ask how, I just did. It took me years to get this right and also use my quirk a bit to help me up. It's just pure magic if somoene asks.
When I got up, I found myself head to head with a hobo.
Me: Who the hell put you in the dumbster?
He looked at me and didn't even laugh when I told him that. Was I mistaken? Was he not a homless guy? Wait... his build was a bit too trained for one but he definitely looked the part. The more I looked at him, the more I started to get this feeling that something was not right and that was when I made a backflip towards the ground.
Me: See ya sucker!
I didn't had to say more but apparently this was not enough. That guy just threw his scarf at me. As if I was about to let him do that. In midair, I could just see it flung towards me and send it right back before I had to focus on the landing. I just flipped from a building which was definitely about more than 3 meters high. This could kill me if I was not careful at all.
Motherfluffer!
How dare he!
Wait... did I just say motherfluffer?
What the heck?
What's wrong with me?
I meant motherfucker... he definitelly shouldn't be up there and he even scared the shit out of me!
Never do I want to be up close to someone like him from zero to nothing and I would have even punched that guy if I didn't get this bad vibes from him. I knew better than to simply punch someone or not since I punched a police officer for fun as well.
Once I landed, I started to take off and soon was joined by another person running right next to me.
Me: Who the fuck are you?
???: Awww, can't you seriously remember me, Cinne?
Me: Of course not. As if I would care to remember faces.
???: That's rude.
Me: Now who are you and why are you running?
???: Ah same reason as you.... and it's me, Casper!
Me: Doesn't ring a bell.
Casper: How about the one you threw into a waterfountain inside a mall so that the police would get me... by the way the fall down through the glassroof hurts like a bitch.
Me: Oh that annoying guy!
Casper: Yeah that one... wait what?
Me: Anyways, who are you running away from?
Casper: Endeavor, you?
Me: A hobo.
Casper looked around and then back towards me before starting to laugh while we both were running away from lunatics.
Casper: You know that is Eraserhead.
Me: Might as well call him Pensilhead. I don't care who he is.
Casper: That is a hero.
Me: WHAT?!
Casper: Pfff- good luck idiot.
Me: Wait, why am I still runing with you?
That was the moment I started grinning and saw Caspers face morph into terror. He knew what would come next and he couldn't even say anything before I janked him back towards the heroes with all the force I could muster using my quirk. Of course that send them all flying away and of course Casper was screaming while I did that because I flipped that poor man while I knew him at the heroes. Gotta get both of them down after all while I was about to escape.
Me: Mission accomplished.
Now...
What do I do with the fact that there is that villain group around?
Hmmmm.... let's see if I can sign in and just get inside the group....
Would be tooo vigilante like....
I don't like that.
I just want to beat up people...
Why do I even care about the villain group.
A screw it, I don't care about them.
As long as they don't touch me, I won't touch them.
Truce of some sort... yeah let's go like that!
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No choice - Heroism! (Vigilante Deku)
FanficCute on the outside yet quite deadly on the inside. That is what people would describe Cinnne to be. Well for a vigilante Cinne was quite rutheless. He didn't even name himself but people did it for him since he looked like a Cinnamon roll but thank...