Auramite angel

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{trying a new writing style, might keep it. Standard MHA comes to earth story, with a few twists along with a reader insert for the MC. Enjoy.}
'': thinking
Italics: actions

It was a beautiful day in a small southern town, the citizens were going about their daily life without a care in the world. This town was known for its low crime rates and friendly people. One of such people is Y/N, we join this person on his daily walk through the town, he greeted many people on his walk. He stood at a titanic 9 foot tall His musculature resembling a Greek god more than a normal human, he had often been asked how he got so buff, he responded with hard work. But he knew that no normal human could match his physic no matter how hard they worked, for he was remade in this form by his lord to fight in his name. Then when his time in his glorious army came to an end he was sent here to guide this younger version of humanity. He did so by providing them with opportunities to better themselves, new schools and public libraries to sharpen the mind along with public parks and gyms to fortify the body. He was always ready to help his fellow man, this set him apart from his brothers back home they always looked upon the common people in a negative light. Mostly distrust and disappointment, his lords children showing that everyone could be a threat. His willingness to help and generosity earned him many friends in the town. He had sponsored many improvements to the town over the few years he had lived here, his skill in stock market trading making him a pretty penny. Wrapping up his walk he returned home, his home was rather large being the venue for many parties and gatherings throughout the years. It was rather lonely now, the next gathering scheduled for a few weeks from today. As he walked into his room to change, he idly wondered what he would make for supper tonight. His musings were interrupted by a series of loud thumps followed  by muffled voices in the next room. Quietly swearing he drew his custom revolver from his bedside table, much bigger than any normal revolver being chambered in 50 bmg, slowly moving into the dark hallway he looked into the room he had heard the voices from. Counting 22 contacts he moved to the side of the door to listen in.

???:WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE?! DAMN NERD THIS IS YOUR FAULT ISN'T IT?!

???:I-I had nothing to do with this kacchan! I swear!

???:Both of you quiet down, we're in unknown territory yelling won't help us.

???:Right Sensei

???:Tch fine.

Sensei? Why were a bunch of students in his house? He needed answers, quickly thinking up a plan he moved. Bolting into the room and grabbing the closest intruder to him, a rather buxom woman with purple hair. As he wrapped his arm around her neck pressing the barrel of his revolver to her head he made himself known.

Y/n:Nobody move! Who are you and why are you in my house?

Seeing one of their own taken hostage made most freeze, panic evident in the younger ones eyes. The older one, a scruffy looking black haired man, was concerned but kept his cool.

Scruffy man:'damn it how could I not see him, he's fast the only thing I can do now is try to defuse the situation. He says he owns this house maybe he knows why we're here.' How about we all calm down and talk this out, we seem to be a bit lost can you tell us where we are?

Y/n: You're in my house. You tell me your names first.

Scruffy man: My name's Eraserhead, a pro hero. The one you're holding is Midnight, the rest are my students from UA.

Y/n narrowed his eyes, pro hero, UA? Why did that, and the names, sound familiar?

Y/n: My name's Y/n, now what are you doing in my house?

Eraserhead: Like I said, we don't know where we are or why we're here. I hoped you would know.

Movement from his right caught Y/n's eye, slight disturbances in the air. His grip on the now named Midnight tightened alongside the pressure he applied to her temple with his revolver.

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