Lies

1 - i woke up from a dream

"That's it for the weather cast today! Now Nekomura-san, what news do we have today?"

"Good question! Today, the vigilante Arashi dropped off another batch of villains and some notes at the police station. The police officers are currently scanning the addresses written on the notes for locations of other villains. Kokone-san, have we noticed any other activities among vigilantes?"

"We have. Recently, we've seen a huge spike of activity in the vigilante group Matryoshka."

"Aren't they the ones who appeared just about a year ago?"

"Yes, Nekomura-san. In fact, the anniversary for their one year appearance is in three months, on January 3rd."

"Has it really been that long? I really do feel like we were still talking about their first appearance just yesterday."

The screen flicks to black.

"God dammit! It's been nine months since their appearance! Why can't we catch them?!" Tsukauchi yelled, letting out a frustrated sigh.

"Detective... The villains outside are piling up. They're delivering villains faster than we can process them!" One of the police officers called out, bursting into the room.

"I'll go deal with it."

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As he ran across the roof of building, a hooded figure caught his eye. The figure leaped down into a dark alleyway that was too far for him to reach in time. So, he ignored it, deciding to keep going with his patrol.

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The sun shined brightly outside, the birds chirped happily, creating a beautiful harmony. A young boy got up from his bed. He changed out of his sleepwear and did his morning routine. He then proceeded to prepare breakfast, eat the breakfast, and go take his online classes.

The hours passed, and when his classes were finally over, he got up from his chair and made his way to his closet. He was going outside, so he would have worn something acceptable by social standards, but seeing as his closet was pretty much empty, save for a few hoodies, some plain shirts he got at a second hand store when it was on sale, and like two pairs of pants, he just threw on whatever was least disgusting and shut the closet door.

He climbed down the ladder and slowly ran out of the forest, making sure he didn't get followed or seen by anyone. After he made his way to the city, he walked into a small local cafe and started his shift. He didn't know for sure if it was legal for someone his age to be working there, but the owner seem to take him, for reasons he'd rather not think about. So, he worked for a few hours, served some coffee to people, got them some desserts, prepared a few sandwiches, and even drank a few cups of coffee himself. When his shift ended, he waved goodbye to the owner and left through the backdoor.

Now came the best part of his day, his patrol. He made his way back to his treehouse and changed into his vigilante outfit, got out his gear, before jumping out of the window and running out of the forest. The green haired boy climbed upon a building roof, and then started hopping from building to building looking for criminals to take down. Midoriya was half way through his patrol and he already adorned three stab wounds. He had retreated into a small alleyway to tend to his wounds, when he heard footsteps. He turned around, and there he was, in all his glory, the man, the legend, Eraserhead.

"You're injured." The tired hero said in a calm tone.

"No I'm not."

"Stop denying it. You have three stab wounds."

"Why do you care so much? I don't even care, so why should you?"

Aizawa sighed at the stubbornness of the young vigilante and walked up to him.

"Arashi, right? I've heard about you. You take down villains, wait for us to arrest them, and come fill in the files in the middle of the night. We've tried on multiple occasions to catch you when you're sneaking in, but somehow we never manage to actually see you, so the police just gave up." The eraser hero stated, frustration clear in his voice.

"Oh my, I'm honoured. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to leave. I have business to attend to."

"Listen here, kid. I'm supposed to arrest you. In fact, that is my legal duty as a hero. Not only that, you're injured."

With an annoyed sigh, Midoriya pushed himself up, his wounds now bandaged. He simply flared at Aizawa before starting to walk away. The underground hero noticed this and hopped in to stop him.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Eraserhead. I started my patrol, and I intend on finishing it."

"I'm sorry then. I'll have to take you in by force."

A sense of panic washed over the green haired boy, as the hero dashed towards him. He wasn't sure what he should do, since he did have three stab wounds on him. In his state of expressionless panic, he reached out to the chocked around his neck and pressed the button at the back of it.

When he looked up, he found the underground mere inches away from him, so he quickly rolled out of the way, almost dislocating his shoulder in the process. Midoriya grabbed one of his many guns and started shooting at his target.

Of course, his gun wasn't actually filled with real bullets. They were small doses of many types of drugs, ranging from healing, paralyzing to quirk enhancing, quirk suppressing. He started shooting he paralyzing darts at the hero, trying to knock him out. Despite his best efforts, dodging the attacks of the hero, he could no longer keep up. The bleeding on his wounds was tiring him out.

There was no way he was getting out of this. Normally, if it's only the pain from the stab wounds, he would deal with it just fine, but the fact that he had just lost a ton of blood made him extremely lightheaded. He wasn't getting out of this fight.

"Hey there. I would advise you to stop."

Midoriya's ears perked up to the sound of the voice.

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Uhhhh so ummm i guess this is my update schedule? Uhhh yeAH one update per month guys yeET-
Word count: 1072

-LyN