Izuku Midoriya has really had enough. First, he had his property destroyed by his childhood bully, then he was told he couldn't be a hero by the one he's always admired, and finally, he was scolded by pro-heroes for risking his life to save his chil...
Inside the speeding black van, the air hung thick and heavy with the metallic scent of stolen cash and the acrid tang of burnt rubber.
"Man, we actually pulled it off!" Kairo Volt, the younger of the two brothers, let out a jagged laugh as he shoved stacks of yen into a bulging duffel bag. As he worked, frantic sparks danced across his fingertips and his electrokinetic quirk crackled with the raw excitement of the heist.
"Of course we did," Rex Volt replied, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel. "We're the Volt Twins. No one can touch us."
His confidence wavered, however, when a flicker of light caught his eye in the rearview mirror. Three glowing streaks were slicing through the night, gaining ground with predatory speed—one green, one orange, and one pink.
"Uh... Kairo? We've got company."
Kairo peered through the back window, his grin fading. "Heroes?"
"Looks like it."
Kairo shrugged, trying to reclaim his bravado. "Doesn't matter. Let's lose 'em."
"With pleasure," Rex exhaled. He slammed his palm onto the steering wheel, which immediately ignited with a deep purple glow, causing the van to roar like a cornered beast. The tires screeched in protest as the vehicle surged forward, weaving through the midnight traffic with impossible, jerked speed. Behind them, cars swerved and horns blared as chaos erupted in their wake.
Midoribolt, fueled by Speed Mode, zipped between the civilian cars like a green comet. Beside him, Turbohose utilized Raptor Mode to leap from wall to wall, his claws digging into the concrete before he slid beneath moving vehicles to maintain his line. Meanwhile, Uravity glided just above the asphalt in Moonwalker Mode; her boots glowed a soft pink as she navigated the wreckage with graceful flips and gravity-defying slides. Together, the trio moved as a blur—dodging debris, leaping over flipped taxis, and skating along walls and guardrails in a synchronized pursuit.
Inside the cabin, Rex growled at the persistent lights. "They're still on us!"
"We're not shaking them," Kairo noted, his tone turning sharp. "Time to split."
"Auto-drive engaged," Rex grunted, nodding as he struck the dashboard again. This time, the entire van hummed with that same purple energy. Moving in sync, the brothers grabbed their bags and kicked open the back doors, revealing two sleek black motorcycles hidden within the hold. With a twin roar of engines, they burst from the van and peeled off in opposite directions.
"Izuku, the van's still moving—and there's no one driving it!" Torbolt's voice crackled over the communication frequency, broadcasting so Turbohose and Uravity could hear. "It's on a direct course for the park... and there's a crowd gathered there!"
Izuku's eyes widened behind his mask. He glanced at his teammates, who were running at full tilt on either side of him. "Turbohose, Uravity—split up and stop those two criminals. I'll handle the van!"
"Got it!" Kota shouted, veering left in a spray of sparks.
"Be careful!" Ochaco called out, banking hard to the right.
Nodding to himself, Midoribolt pushed his Speed Mode to its limit. He raced past the van, weaving through the congested lanes until he was just meters ahead of the front bumper. A quick glance through the glass confirmed the cabin was empty and the vehicle was a runaway weapon.
"Okay, let's do this," he muttered. He skidded to a stop, spun on his heel to face the oncoming ton of metal, and braced his core. "GO TURBO, STRENGTH!!!"
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