"You are your father's son, aren't you? Why were you even born? Why do you even have those wings?" It was the last thing I remember before becoming Hawks. Then again, at the time, I wasn't even aware of how big of a hero I would be ,an how impactful that one decision would be, because I only had wings, nothing special.
I had made a promise. I promise to keep everyone in the city safe with my trademark speed, even if it means getting my hands dirty to accomplish that dream. I wanted a world where heroes had too much time on their hands, not worrying about the next big bad villain. Even if it meant putting my life on the line to do so.
I shook my head, fueled by adrenaline, determination, and anger. All For One HAD to be stopped, and I had to be the one to stop him. So many lives, all around the world were depending on me to stop him.
He wanted dark shadow; Is, I used everything I had left for one final st:rike "ALL FOR ONE!!" I roared through the pain. I had done it, I was able to use my sword and get a deep cut. The adrenaline, however, was fading fast, and my body felt weaker like I couldn't breathe. My sword didn't do any damage.
"Fierce wings...what a useless quirk. You have done so much, it's time to rest, Hawks" Red energy exuded from him. My wings, he had taken my wings "C-crap..." I fell to the ground, fighting the pain as I used my sword to support myself, slowly forcing myself to continue fighting.
Despite all my training, all my work, and all my power, I'm as defenseless as I was before my drunk father at seven years old.
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Clipped Wings
FanfictionWhen a hero too fast for his own good is forced to slow down. Everything changes
