The next week you're back to the skies, not wanting to relax while Cutter is still on the prowl. Having your earpiece back you text Crow asking, 'I need a favor, can you reinforce my goggles?' Some time passes as you receive a reply. 'Sure, be done in a week. Don't die until then.'
Reading that you exclaim, "He doesn't sugarcoat anything!" Clearing your throat you halt in the sky to absorb the suns rays. In the mean time you also receive a call, "Hello?" "Hey Y-N! It's Fat Gum! Look man I need your help with something big going down. Meet me at my agency when you have time to spare."
Immediately heading that way and spotting Fats Agency from a distance you lower yourself. "Heard you took quite the beating. You alright?" He asks as you fly through the window elegantly then nodding in response, "All good with me, what did you need help with?" Tamaki stands up shyly then lays out a map on the table. "A couple months back we raided multiple Yakuza compounds and captured Overhaul in the process."
Fat Guy adds in more info, "Right, turns out they had a hidden safe house. We were able to discover this due to Selkies efforts. The safe-house is located off the coast and inside a cove. The reason we decided to ask you for this is to recon and report if any try to escape. Whether it's by sea or air." You then say, "Well I hope this doesn't get to hectic, my eyes still ache. But regardless, I'll help however I can." Clenching your hand into a fist, Fat Gum smiles, "That's what I like to hear."
Leaving together you join up with Selkie and his crew. Boarding the ship some time passes while setting off for the voyage. "How're the students back at UA Tamaki?" You ask seeing him shyly perk his head up, "If I'm being honest, they're doing well. Not just Class 1-A, the other branches of the school are prouder than ever to be enrolled there." He says and you ask, "What kind of hero do you want to be?" "Well, Mirio helped me draw my attention to the hero course. All I want to do is protect the ones I care about."
Crossing your arms you chuckle, "That's an admirable source of motivation." Selki approaches you two, "Were anchored off, I recommend you head up to the sky's Excel." Before you head up he asks you, "Let me get your opinion on something." Thinking it was important Selkies face does a rather not so cute look, "Is this adorable?" "Errr...No?" You say confused and smile at him then take to the clouds.
Overlooking the small cove from above you relay information via your ear piece, "Looks clear, head inside." You see two boats take off from Selkies ship and spot police rafts as well near the rear of the terrain. 'Police will head from the rear, our hero's enter the front.' When things start looking good you hear something approach from the sky. "What is...oh no." A cargo plane whizzes over you and opens its cargo doors.
You spot the person who took your sight, 'Cutter.' Seeing him drop with some henchman you call out, "It's a trap guys!" Then an explosion emerges from below, taking off your goggles you set down on the surface. Fire engulfs the small compound within. Clapping your hands hard puts the flames out, you spot Fat Gum further inside expanded. "Fat? You good?"
Turning around he seems to be holding Selkie and Suneater and sets them down. "Good thing I was grabbed them, my fat absorbed most of the explosion. However some officers didn't make it." You hear the sounds of glass clapping together and turn around seeing Cutter, "Ah Excelsior. How're those eyes huh?" Selkie asks, "You know this guy?" Answering, "He put me in the hospital, take off any glass wear you have."
Cutter smirks as Suneater points out, "He's got some henchmen with him." Behind Cutter are at least two dozen blacked out characters in masks, elbow and knee pads. "Don't know what they're packing but-" Fat Gums sentence is cut off as you bolt off to tackle Cutter outside, "Oh! Want a rematch! Fine!" You land on a helicopter pad and are kicked off as you stay in the air.
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//I'm Not Powerless\\ (Male Reader x MHA) 18+
Fanfiction(18 and Up. Minors I know this won't stop you but please. I insist. Do not read unless you're 18 or older.) Your name is (Y/N) Kosher, hero name Excelsior. Throughout your life as a pro you never thought you'd end up being a free agent. However th...