The First Generation

Maverick

"So, we're just calling the cops. That's – That's your fucking master plan here?"

"Not like we've got much other choice, y'know, Bakugou. They have guns. We don't' exactly have Quirks to just render them useless, and I don't exactly feel like getting shot."

Iego docks was a dock which hadn't been used in quite some time, abandoned by the staff who worked at the ports around the same time that Quirks first appeared around the world. Apparently one of the workers there developed a Quirk that let them rob other people of their intake of air, which made everyone who worked there now think that it was haunted. People claimed that they were aggressively apathetic to what happened at that particular dock – Loudly and vocally announcing that they didn't care who did what there, so long as they didn't have to have any part of what happened.

Naturally taking advantage of that attitude, criminals had started using the place as a hideout of sorts, and from the looks of things, they had been using it as such for quite a while. The Japanese mafia had apparently taken over and used it as a place to offload foreign goods that were sent to them by the Chinese and Russian Mafia's, illegal weapons form the United States, and who knew what else from where else. With superpowers becoming more and more common, more people wanted some form of protection against them, even if it meant that they had to stoop to illegal means, and get hold of deadly weapons to defend themselves from what they perceived to be a massive threat.

Criminals armed with guns, ranging from pistols to automatic weapons, seemed to fill the entire area, and the Hero group dared not get any closer for risk of getting spotted. Quirks or no Quirks, the only one who really had a chance against people who were armed with this sort of weaponry was Todoroki and his ice abilities, and even then, his chances weren't exactly great. He could block the gunshots, sure, but then he's be stuck, unable to move forward for his own ice.

Katsuki let out a small growl, conceding Mina's argument. "Shame we didn't bring that rock headed fuck Kirishima. We could've used him as a living shield. He's got the Quirk for it."

"Yeah, maybe, but he isn't here." Uraraka commented, sighing lightly at the zeal that her crush was showing. "You were kinda apathetic about this whole Hero thing, weren't you, Katsuki? What's got you so worked up now?"

"Those fucks exist just to try and make money from all the bullshit Quirked people. Fear. Anger. Hatred. Whatever it takes to get those pricks extra bank." The blond growled. Having lived through that sort of hell himself... "I hate every last fucking one of them."

No argument towards his enraged disgust towards these sorts of people was vocalized whatsoever. No one felt anything else towards these people. Hatred, fury, stomach churning disgust existed in all of them, especially for this sort of criminal. Since they all had Quirks themselves, they could all understand, without any sort of struggle at all. Katsuki's emotions were valid. His desire to actually go in and take down the crooks himself was valid. All his frustration about the situation on the whole was completely valid...

But they couldn't act. Not in the way that he wanted them to. Doing so would only do as Mina said – Get them shot.

It was Todoroki that spoke up next. "So, we call the police and just leave?"

Reluctant, but with confirmation, Izuku nodded. "I can't think of anything else to do. We don't have anything that we can use to hinder them, or any real way to help take them down. Now that the police know where the area that's supplying illegal weapons into the city is, they can come and take it under control. The Quirk suppressing drugs'll be among what they get rid of."

"We have got something we can use."

Four sets of eyes fell quickly onto the boy whom had heterochromia, looking at him like he'd just revealed some sort of deep secret that he'd been hiding from the rest of them for a while now. The fingers on his right side twitched for a second, curling up into a fist, and them opening up again, while he took another glance towards the criminal group, situated about fifty meters away, darkness being the primary reason why they hadn't spotted the four vigilantes yet.