Silver Cyclone

1k Reads Special! What Makes A Pro

    ***This is cannon!***
When I was seven years old, I remember seeing why my Dad was ranked in the top 15 heroes in Japan. It was a peaceful afternoon when all of us were shopping, minus Kazuki who was staying late at U.A. for extra lessons.

"Hmm. What kind of cereal should we get?" Mom wondered out loud, staring down the multiple boxes. Little Haru jumped around, looking for just the right one.

"Mommy! What about this-" He was cut off, as a low rumble was heard as the ground started shaking violently. Multiple screeches of terror filled our hearing, as all of us were knocked to the ground, except for Mom and Dad. The shelves rattled, knocking boxes on top of us.

"Earthquake!" I heard someone yell. I covered my head as I grabbed Amaya and Haru, keeping them close to me. I looked up, to see large metal beams shake out of place.

"Mom! Look up!" I screeched, pointing up at the collapsing rod. She and Dad snapped their heads up, as one of the beams came loose, swinging down. Out of nowhere, a rope of water manifested and wrapped around the beam, right before it hit a shopper. I saw Dad had used his quirk to stop it. He let it go as it hung there. How he and Mom were both still standing up in this situation, I still have no idea. The balance a person needs to do that is inhuman. A shelf was knocked over, nearly crushing an employee when Mom used her quirk to slow its fall to the ground.

After what felt like an hour, the shaking lost its intensity. The ground was still. Bits of the roof crumbled down on us and another beam came loose, and once more Dad caught it mid-swing. The water he used was the same color as his hair, a bright green-blue. The Water Lasso, as he liked to call it was so cool to see every time, as what looked like solid rope coiled around its target, except for the glassy look it took on as it flowed through the air. I wonder if Kazuki can do that.

"Is anyone hurt!?" Dad called out, his voice filling the room.

"We are fine over here!" An employee responded, an elderly couple and a middle-aged man by him.

"No one hurt here, either!"

"Help! My son!" A high voice squeaked out, and when I looked up, releasing the twins from my grasp, I saw a young boy's arm crushed underneath a shelf. Mom rushed over, and I saw the gears turning in Dad's head. His expression snapped into what must have been a bad realization.

"Everyone! As fast as you can, leave here and try to reach higher ground!" He yelled, as others seemed to find the same conclusion as he did. "There is probably a tsunami on the way!"

I stiffened. A tsunami? People stood up, and ran out of the store. Mom was still helping the young boy as Dad walked up to her.

"I'm going to the coastline. You good here?" He kneeled down, and she smiled.

"Go get em." She gave him a thumbs up.

"What are you going to do?" The woman asked, her eyes filled with worry.

"Stop that tsunami." Dad replied confidently. I ran over to him as the woman spoke up again.

"How are you going to do- Wait a minute... Are you H2O?" She looked over my Dad as he gave her a thumbs up. The look in her eyes was one of surprise and relief.

"In the flesh! Stay safe!" Dad smiled, and ran out of the building. It wasn't far from the coastline, so he could get there in a few minutes. I followed him to the doorway, and decided to watch from there. I could see a huge wave of water, a haze on the horizon. It had to easily be over 30 feet high. I saw Dad riding a wave of water down the hillside. The tsunami rushed forward, making leaps and bounds towards the shoreline. I began to grow worried, but that small spark was never ignited. When it seemed that the wave of water was about to crash on the shore, Dad held up his hands, and what must have been longer than the length of Japan, seemed to hit a giant wall. Dad pulled his hands back, allowing the water to push forward, but then throwing his hands straight again, allowing him to build up some momentum and throw the water backwards, causing the wave to backtrack on itself.

"Oh wow. He really is amazing. No wonder he's in the top 50." The woman appeared next to me, her child in her arms. Only did she know that this little stunt would bump my Dad up to 13th, where he stands in the future.

"Your crazy father made that look like nothing..." Mom appeared on my other side, the twins next to her. There was a hint of worry in her voice, but I never considered what that might mean.

"Wait, father? I didn't know he had any kids! I thought the only one he had..." The woman exclaimed, pulling out her phone, as Mom pulled out hers to call an ambulance for the boy. 

"He's the best father anyone could have!" I exclaimed, joy across my face. The woman smiled back at me, then looking at her son. She seemed to be worried about something. Dad really made that stunt look effortless, but it would damage his arms forever. From where we were standing, he looked fine, but when I actually focused on him even though he was a small figure, I could see small drips of blood run down his arms. What we would find out later, was that the muscles in his arms took on the forces of the tsunami, and the doctor was surprised he even still had arms to begin with. Knowing my dad, his response was,

"It's just my arms! I would rather die than the public be put in danger!"

Author's Note:

This is just incredible. No words.  I have always written fan fictions but this is the only one I was willing to share, and damn I wasn't expecting any reads at all, and now one thousand. It doesn't feel real, honestly. Thank you guys sooooooo much. I have a bunch of plans for this, but who knows when I'll get to them. I haven't been very happy with chapters 39 and 40, so I took them down. I'm not sure when I'll edit them and put them back up, but until then please be patient with me.

Since we got a mighty ONE THOUSAND reads, I'm going to share this bit of information, and take it as you will. I'm working on an original work. I'm not going to say much about it since I don't want to disappoint anyone if I never post it. I would disappoint myself more than anything, cause I hate empty promises. I have been making quite a few of those, and I'm sorry. I tried to pull off an update schedule, but I suck at being consistent in any way. My interests are constantly shifting and I can't do much about that. 

Of course, I'm calling out you silent readers. I seeeeeeeee yoooooouuuuuuuuuuu guuuuuuys and you can't hiiiiiiiiiiddde!