Izuku dragged himself out of bed when his alarm went off at 8pm. He chased around his newly scrapped together robot that forced him out of bed with the annoying sound.
He pulled on his mask and hood before gracefully flipping out the window of his apartment and leaping over the tops of the buildings in joyful glee on his patrol.
He noticed a certain underground pro hero tailing him and he disappeared into the night.
Erasurehead stood dumbfounded atop the building. The stealth hero has been out-stealthed. And it pissed him off.
"Hello." A calm voice said behind him.
The hero jumped and flipped backwards readying himself and his scarf for combat. His eyes lit up in surprise though.
"Quirkless?"
"Well bravo, took y'all this long."
It became apparent to Aizawa that the vigilante was using a voice distortion device stored inside his mask. Despite the hoodie and such, the costume seemed to be smartly crafted. Right down to the athletics tape wrapped around his hands and wrists for support in combat. And gear to protect his legs. Complete with a pair of bright red converse high tops.
But despite that, his physical capability was nothing short of incredible. He shouldn't be able to do the 'tricks' he does, it should be physically impossible. He seemed rather muscular and obviously did well in combat and agility. Aizawa contemplated, trying to analyze the hero. Rather short, seems kinda underweight. Eyes are dull, sleep deprivation?
"While you're doing that, I think I'll be going. Sayonara!" The vigilante said before back flipping off the tall building, disappearing before the hero could catch up.
"Goddammit." Aizawa sighed.
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Axis (old)
Fanfiction(Please note this fic is very messy and not actually complete. Another version titled Axis (new) is the one you should read first.) What does it mean to be a hero? That's a question for the ages. It seems morality loses to evil. Heroes are villain...
