The Clubhouse Kids

Time for revenge

Molly's POV.

It's been a while since our sort of move to the My hero world and since I brought Tomura home to live with us. So far it's been great and everyone has been getting along nicely but it's become a little too chaotic for me. Even with the boys going to school in that world, Dabi working with Keigo in their own agency, and the rest of us going to college in the original world, things have gotten a bit messy. So I thought it would be nice to get out of the house for a little bit, just to enjoy some alone time. I was walking around a shopping area, when I spotted a little convenience store. I felt a little thirsty so I decided to go in to see if I could find someone nice to drink. I was looking around the drinks area when I noticed they had some of those fruity wine coolers I liked. I don't really like straight up beer and I was never a fan of anything where I could get a strong taste of alcohol but I've found out that I do enjoy a nice wine cooler every once in a while. The fruit ones were always my favorite but I usually only drink one, so I don't end up drunk. I chose my favorite out of the bunch, strawberry, and made my way to the register. Even though the age limit on this stuff is 20 in japan, I still had to show my ID since people mistake me for someone younger. I then paid for my drink and left, continuing on my walk. It wasn't long before I happened across a beach and decided to sit and watch the sunset as I drank my drink. So far it was a nice day but of course something had to happen. I must have drunk at least half of my wine cooler when I heard footsteps stop next to me and the sound of someone clearing their throat. I don't know what I was expecting but it certainly wasn't a man with a dark brown and tan beagle head. I looked between my drink and him, trying to figure out what in the world was going on. I must have been in shock for at least two minutes before I finally said something. "I only had half! There is no way I could be drunk enough to imagine this! Is this spiked or something!" I said, which might have not been the best way to respond. "Don't worry it's not spiked, I'm real." He said, sounding a little amused. " Oh, sorry. Guess I was just surprised." I said, not knowing what else to say. "I get that reaction a lot. You're Molly Beverley- Jarrus right?" He asked, which made me raise my guard up. How did he know my full name and why was he asking for me? "Depends on who is asking?" I said, as I watched him carefully. "My apologies, my name is Kenji Tsuragamae. I'm the chief of police and I wanted to speak to you about something." He said. The police part made me even more curious, what would the police chief want with me? Usually when something like this happens, at least one of my siblings is in trouble. I signed before asking, "What did my group do now?" Kenji chuckled before saying " no one in your group did anything, this is actually just concerns you." I was now running through all the possible things that would cause me to get a visit from a police chief. I was having a hard time thinking of anything, at least anything they could pin on me, until my eyes landed on my drink and then I thought about my blessing/curse. "Sir I promise you, I'm the correct age to be drinking this. If you want to see my ID I can show you it and it will confirm that I'm the correct age." I said, trying to get out of the situation. "No it's not that. I've read the file we have of you and it does have how old you are. I promise no one is in any trouble and this is about something else." He said, making me confused. "O-kay, then what is this about?" I asked, taking a sip of my drink. "You see we have a high system prison called Tartarus, Where we keep a lot of the villains we capture. " He said. "Okay, I would think you would have a prison to keep the villains. What has that got to do with me?" I asked, not knowing where this was going. "Well you see we had this idea of a reforming program for a while. The problem is we haven't found anyone that seems capable enough. During a recent meeting, you came up in conversation and a little birdie told us about your unique quirk." He said, as I wondered who could have told them. "Quirk?" I said, then I realized he was talking about my magic. "Yes, your power is to manipulate emotions, correct?" He asked, waiting for my answer. "Something like that, I can control what people are feeling and a few other things that has to do with emotions." I said, trying not to give him too much detail. " Good and is it true that you have some experience with reforming people for the better?" He asked, looking like he hoped I would say yes. "I've done that a few times here and there." I said, not wanting to tell him about Tomura because I know he will try and arrest him. "Excellent! You see I was hoping to ask you if you would be willing to take charge of this reforming program with a few of our prisoners. With your quirk, i'm sure it will help you make this a whole lot easier. Plus, with the power we saw in that footage of you going toe to toe with some of our best heroes, we're sure you will have no problem if they start to get a little unruly." He said, looking happy. "Hold on, you want a young girl like me, to play therapist to a bunch of dangerous prisoners? And what exactly am I getting out of all this?" I asked because like hell I'm doing it for free. "Of course! We have a deal ready for you and I have a feeling you will accept it." He said, looking confident in what he said. "Alright, so what do you have to offer? This is a big ask, so it better be good." I said, curious on what the offer could be. "If you take the lead in this project we are prepared to lead a hand or two for you and your group. You see, as far as our records show, most of the older bunch in your group don't have hero licenses. I don't know how it goes where you're from but here we have strict laws on quirks. We are prepared to let any of them slide and allow you to continue if you accept our deal. If you don't, well I can't protect you or any one from your group from being thrown in jail." He said, getting a bit serious. That got my attention, mostly because I didn't like what he was implying. Does he really think me, or any one in my group is scared of their police force? Seems like his little birdie didn't tell him about my job with fate. I'm one of the fairies of harmony, I don't need the police to "allow me" to do my job! Although, the clubhouse does need help getting a little more help getting established into this world. Nezu's help has been great and all but for the plan to fully work, we need to be able to get our hands on a database that will allow us to get the info we need to help us find kids, perfect for joining. I do have a brother who's magic allows him to easily hack into any database but mom doesn't want to take the risk of us getting found out if we can avoid it. This Tartarus place just might be the database we need to access that info and if I play their game, I might be able to get close to one of their computers and place a device that would disappear without a trace once my brother is in. There is no way a computer like that wouldn't have files on their people or that lead us to getting access to computers like that around the world! All I have to do is play along and talk to a few villains, the easiest sneak mission I've had in a while. I've long finished my drink, so I stood up and dusted the sand off of me before I gave him my answer. "Sounds tempting, how could I possibly refuse." I said, trying not to give anything away. "I'm glad to hear we got a deal and I already have the file for your first client." He said, looking happy as he pulled out a file from a pocket inside his jacket. He handed the file to me and I took it and looked at the name it had, Kai Chisaki. "All I need is the name really." I said, giving the folder back to him. "But wouldn't you want to know any information about him?" He asked, looking confused. "Oh don't worry, I have my own files and I think they would have more information than yours do." I said, giving him a glare that told him not to question me. "Um right, okay well then what days would be great for you to work?" He asked, guess he got the hint. "I usually work weekends, the weekdays I do have my own life to live and a group to lead." I said, giving him a simplified version. "I think that will work fine, especially since tomorrow is saturday. So I guess we'll meet again tomorrow?" He asked, holding out his hand for me to shake. "I guess we will." I said, shaking his hand.