Catolog of a Fanfiction Author

Star Wars & MHA: Starkiller

MHA is owned by Kohei Horikoshi and Star Wars is owned by Disney (unfortunately)

Welcome to the archive: This was meant to be released on the fourth but I forgot like a dingus so here it is.

Flect Turn gripped the varnish wood of the immaculate railing and cracks formed at the strength of his grip. Anger pulsing through him making his quirk act up while he was holding the railing and causing the railing to collapse being reflected away from his palms. He growled as he listened to the explosions and yells that he could hear coming from beyond his sanctum.

He couldn't understand it. How had things gone so wrong?

The events leading up to this incursion could be traced back to a few months ago. In the Americas, Humarise cells had gone dark and no other cell could reach them. No one knew what had happened as it hadn't even been reported on the news as if nothing had happened. This made Flect Turn weary.

No one could tell him what had happened and if the United States hadn't reported on it then the public didn't know of it either. They were very liberal with their news, often they didn't care if it was a taboo subject or not. Not hearing anything on those stations made Flect Turn frustrated.

Beeeepppp

Then a few weeks ago he'd been informed that several more cells within Europe had gone dark. There was nothing once again and none of his contacts could tell him anything. This time Flect Turn was angry.

He'd wanted to know who was doing this and then tear them apart. Humarise was meant to destroy Meta Abilities to free society of these curses and avert the Quirk Doomsday heralded by a now disgraced doctor whose name has sadly been lost to history. Humarise was to be the world's salvation.

Now, it was but a husk before they could even announce themselves to the world. Nearly two decades worth of work gone within the span of mere months. All gone in the blink of an eye.

Beeeepppp

Now this bunker was all Humarise had left. Flect Turn was aware that the interloper must've known they were here so he called all of his remaining forces, all his pieces back to this place and set in for a siege. Flect Turn was unaware if this was a group or not but he would not fail in destroying them for what they had done and hadn't skipped out on a thing.

After preparations were complete all they could do was wait. They didn't have to wait very long.

Only two hours ago did something finally happen and it was a shocking thing. Flect Turn had only caught a glance through security footage before the camera was destroyed but the image he saw was simply shocking.

A burning cargo plane had been rammed into the base nose first.

This had to be their interloper. Now though, Flect Turn realized he'd miscalculated. He hadn't thought the interloper would use such tactics nor did he think of the casualties that would follow. He hadn't thought they'd be so willing to kill and that was his mistake.

Flect Turn had believed that it was a Hero group or Vilgilante that had destroyed those cells. Now he knew better, it was somone with funding and resources at their desposle. Worse it was someone fully willing to kill them all. And if the plane crashing into the bunker had been a sign of the lengths this interloper would go to, then he was confident that the bases had been completely wiped off the map.

Another tremor shook the bunker and dust fell from the ceiling. It seemed his more powerful followers were having trouble with them. A glance at the small monitor behind him displaying their heart rates showed two of them had flatlined while the other's heart was beating hard. It seemed they were still fighting but Flect Turn had no illusions that they'd win.