My Hero Academia Symbol of Hope (DC x MHA)

I'm a Hero

 The twisting walls of the labyrinth-like hideout seemed to come alive with rage, lashing out violently as Mimic's Quirk fueled his furious attacks. The heroes scrambled to dodge as the floors buckled and ceilings shifted, making every step treacherous. Kara, her cape trailing behind her, floated above the chaos, her piercing blue eyes glowing as she scanned the warped surroundings with her super vision.

"There!" she shouted, pointing to a shifting section of the wall. "I can see him! He's in the control room, but I need to get him out in the open!" She turned to Izuku, her determination palpable. "I'll throw you to him. Can you handle it?"

Izuku hesitated for only a second, then nodded firmly. "I can do it. Let's end this."

Kara extended her hand, and Izuku grabbed it, bracing himself. With a burst of strength, Kara launched him straight toward Mimic's location like a green and black missile. Izuku activated Full Cowl - Shoot Style, the energy of One for All coursing through his body as he aimed for the ceiling above the control room.

"Smash!" Izuku shouted, slamming a powerful kick into the roof. The structure shattered, revealing Mimic's real body—a small figure encased in machinery that controlled the massive, twisting hideout. Mimic gasped in surprise as his hiding place was exposed.

"Now!" Izuku called.

Eraser Head stepped forward, his scarf snapping into action as his steely gaze locked onto Mimic. The chaotic movements of the walls abruptly ceased as Eraser Head's Quirk nullified Mimic's abilities. With a panicked scream, Mimic plummeted from his perch, his control lost.

Sir Nighteye moved swiftly, his composure unshaken. With precision, he hurled one of his Hyper-Density Seals, striking Mimic square in the head and rendering him unconscious. As Mimic's limp body continued its descent, Izuku leapt into action, catching him just before he could crash into the ground.

Landing gracefully, Izuku set Mimic down and let out a breath of relief. Sir Nighteye approached, adjusting his glasses as his sharp mind pieced together the events.

"The League has betrayed him," Nighteye concluded grimly, his voice steady. "Mimic was just a pawn. We've been used to clear the way for their real objectives."

Kara landed beside Izuku, her cape billowing as she placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You did great," she said with a proud smile.

"Not without your help," Izuku replied, looking up at her. His thoughts turned to Mirio, his heart heavy with concern. "I just hope Mirio has already caught up to Eri."

Before Kara could respond, Nightwing stepped forward, his masked face showing approval as he surveyed the scene. "Solid teamwork, both of you," he said. "That's what it takes to handle a mission like this. Keep it up."

Izuku nodded, his determination renewed. There was no time to waste—Eri's safety depended on them.

The narrow underground corridor was dimly lit, the oppressive atmosphere growing heavier as Lemillion stood firm between Eri and Overhaul. The young boss, his mask cold and calculating, tilted his head in surprise.

"You caught up faster than I expected," Overhaul remarked, his voice calm but laced with irritation. "It seems you're more persistent than I gave you credit for."

Eri clung tightly to her savior's cape, trembling as Overhaul's piercing gaze bore into her. He extended a gloved hand toward her. "Eri, come back. You know this isn't where you belong. He's not a hero. He's just another liar."

Mirio's eyes narrowed, and his usually cheerful expression hardened. "I'm here to save her, no matter what you say. She doesn't belong to you."

Overhaul sighed, adjusting his gloves with deliberate precision. "Save her? Eri doesn't want to be saved. She knows you can't protect her. You're no hero. So why don't you just die?"