[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Fh3cqzK.gif[/img][img]http://i.imgur.com/HueIEl5.png[/img] [h1][color=9e0b0f]Roy Kusayanagi[/color][/h1] [h1][color=fff257]Acion Nakamiji[/color][/h1][/center] [color=fff257]”Well, if you’re here with him, then I’m pretty sure our path will cross again. I’ll see you later.”[/color] He gave a light smile as he left the room with Roy. Michiko simply waved goodbye to Acion and Roy as they left and looked back to Donny with a big inviting smile. Wow… He wondered how that went. He had tried his best to keep the flowery words out of his speech. It surely was not as hard, but sometimes, the phrase just slipped out of his mouth almost instinctively. But then he wondered...does everyone do not like such speech? Or was it something else that displeased people? From Mina, to Dulga. Even Kaida at the time they met wasn’t acting well either. Acion shook his head. [color=fff257]’Now’s not the time for that.’[/color] He thought.[hr] Looking to Roy, who had been accepting to do him the favor without really knowing what was up, he would have to explain this to him. [color=fff257]”You are probably wondering about it. Well, there is a certain presentation for my elective, Quirk Application, that requires a video footage or images of me using quirks in real life. Basically evidence. And since that is quite a hassle to do by myself. So if you would mind...”[/color] Acion took out his iPhone, as a hint. [color=fff257]”...filming, or taking pictures of me.”[/color] Roy looked at the boy as he explained why he needed his help, [color=9e0b0f]“If that's all sure why not, but do you have exactly what in mind you can do using your quirk in real life?”[/color] Roy asked questioning the boy. Maybe he could grab a balloon for a boy or get a kitten out of a tree? [color=9e0b0f]“What do you think would show the best use of your quirk is what I am trying to ask”[/color] he asked as he began eating the cookie in his hand before it got cold. [color=9e0b0f]“An assignment like that on the first day? Your teacher must hate you”[/color] Roy said chuckling. [color=9e0b0f]“Well if we go into the city we will find something, lead the way Acion”[/color] he said. [color=9e0b0f]“You want me to use it with your phone?”[/color] The boy asked [color=fff257]”Well, I actually have a thing. There’s a treeline, very tall and bushy, down the Waterfront Street. I saw a lot of workers there to cut the branches with trucks to carry them up high. So that will probably do.”[/color] And then Roy asked if he wanted to use the phone. Well, if he exerted a little of his expense, he could afford a small but high definition camera. Though at the cost of that, he would be spending a month or two eating Ramen noodle for meals. So probably not. [color=fff257]”I think the phone is fine. Mediocre enough. I was gonna fly you there, but I figured you would want to exercise.”[/color] Acion said, as he glanced Roy and his suit up and down. [color=fff257]”Well, I would love a proper hike. Necessary exercise for what my preordained path to professional heroism. Let’s go, shall we?”[/color] The street down Waterfront wasn’t in its full glory, but one could feel the hastiness and rushing of the upcoming hours, as a few individuals with their shifts ended early were coming down the streets for their personal commutes, while the blazing sun continued to illuminate Hosu for the remainder of the day, as its shift was also about to come to a close. [color=fff257]”Here we are...a good hike wasn’t it? Now we should find those people. They’re almost always here, so we will almost definitely encounter one if we comb this street.”[/color] Roy smirked as Acion bashed his phone, [color=9e0b0f]“Sorry i'm not part of a famous and wealthy family”[/color] he then proposed the two of them jog. Roy stretched his limbs as he nodded in agreement, the two made their way over by the waterfront jogging. Over time and exposure to the sun Roy absorbed some solar energy and also worked up a light sweat, the two ran some distance, enough to work up a light sweat with the sun beating down on them. As they stopped Roy took deep breaths to slow his heart rate back to normal. [color=9e0b0f]“Searching for workers huh, shouldn’t be too hard, we just have to look for trucks and construction gear”[/color] Roy said and he held his head above his head to block the sun and look around. [color=9e0b0f]“I am gonna look up the street, we should swap numbers and text each other if something happens”[/color] Roy said as he handed Acion his phone to put his number. The boy then made his way up the street disappearing into the crowd.of people coming. [color=fff257]”That’s a good idea.”[/color] Acion said, as he handed him his phone, while taking his to add in the number. Damn… Roy was still using the old schooled Android phone? That thing was like, ten years old already. He did have to spend a few moments of hesitation and scratching his head, figuring out the keypad. But eventually, he was able to get it out and done. The touchpad was still great, so he didn’t have much problem except for the navigation part. [color=fff257]”There we have it. Keep me contact. After this, if you require anything, just send me a message.”[/color] As they both arrived in the middle part of the street, Acion and Roy parted ways, with the winged boy taking the left part of the street, while the blonde taking the other way. His route was quite short, shorter than he would expect, as the road ended at the riverbank, with a port buzzing with people and workers coming; ships and ports demonstrated their dominance in the landscape, and served as a reminder of the recent Industrial and Technological Revolution. But because of that, there were many alleyways, and the treelines came to an end early, as the trees couldn’t be placed there. And to his disappointment, there weren’t any tree cutting trucks or anyone looking like they were working as tree cutters. [color=fff257]”Better head back…”[/color] Just as he was about to do what he said he would do, a sudden, and seemingly terrified shout caught into his ears. The sound was small, and desperate to reach out to any possible passerby that actually took the attention and inconvenience to check it out. [color=fff257]’What the hell is happening in there?’[/color] Acion thought to himself, as he traced the origin of the sound. It was among an alleyway. There wasn’t anything within sight, so it might be deeper within it. Acion decided to stop his current course of action to check out what was happening. And there, the image edging deep into his fovea, was the sight of a dark haired man, wearing some sort of mask that covered most of his lower faces, his hand holding a stone club, as he cornered a middle schooler, who carried the misfortune of encountering him in this shortcut. “What a little pipsqueak. You think you can get away with a funny look at my little brother, don’t you? Kids like you do not have the privilege to wear that uniform of that school. That is the school for quirk-sensitives! You are not!” “B-But-” “Do I make myself clear?!” He slammed the club into the wall, cracking it. “Kids like you should not even exist in this world. Doing nothing but consuming your pathetic food, and doing your pathetic works. Utterly useless! In this world, without quirks, you are nothing. Nothing but trash! And you know, trash shouldn’t linger with us humans…” The guy finished as he slowly approached the student, his hand clenched tightly into his stone club. Just as he was about to smash the head of the middle schooler into a splattered little mess, Acion approached him, with countenance so disgusted,an image of him slashing this guy into tiny little pieces briefly flashed through his head. He dismissed that thought eventually, but still, after having it enough throughout his wicked speech, the winged boy quickly took out the phone in his pocket and quickly composed a text message to Roy. ‘Call the cops. There’s trouble. In the alleyway next to the port.” The text was made hastily, with sentences not very complete, but it would be enough so that he could get the message. After he was done, the winged boy slowly approached him [color=fff257]”Enough of this.”[/color] He spoke, grabbing the attention of both the attacker and the victim. “Watch it pal. What’s your problem? This is my business!” He retaliated. [color=fff257]”I’m not your pal. And I should be the one asking that question. Who do you think you are to dictate one’s life path like that? You call them trash? Trust me, you are mistaken. That’s your slot.”[/color] “And who do you think you are to stop me?!” Acion sighed heavily. [color=fff257]’Such a puny little rat.’[/color] [color=fff257]”I guess I will have to show you how to behave. Just like the dog you are.”[/color] Acion said, his voice stern and harsh, as his six wings began to spread out, in all directions. Just like in previous combat scenarios, this was challenge. And all according to his expectation, the guy got that very well. Or pretty badly, for him “You challenge me?! You think you got what it takes?...” The masked boy also spread his two hands, and as if according to his command, the stone from the cracked wall and the club were liquified, only to form back in his palm as weapons. And in his case, a certain kind of weapon known as the glaive “Impressed yet? Just wait until I chop all your wings off, and cut you into tiny little pieces.” The guy taunted Acion, but the only reply he would receive, was a low, barely audible, condescending laugh from the winged boy, as he stared at him intensely [color=fff257]”I just need two moves. To teach you a lesson you won’t forget!”[/color] For a moment, there was only silence, as the words that soaked with threats echoed into the blowing winds, as Acion stood firmly on the ground, straight, undaunted and intense, letting the power of his words to carve into his mind. And then suddenly, Acion crouched down on one knee, as his hand positioned similarly to a runner’s position. A combination of his two legs and his six wings had ensured him a massive throttle, as he charged at the boy at an incredible velocity. But as Acion was a bit far away, the boy was given enough time to prepare. For a seemingly obvious move, which never came. As the boy’s weapon was short-ranged, and that Acion was moving at incredible high speed, his only option was to hold the weapon right in front of him, and predict where his attack would land. But as Acion got closer, his body suddenly turned. He slammed his foot on the ground, combining with the might of some of his wings, throttled him up a few meters into the air, his body turning sideways as he flew above his enemy. During that short moment above his adversary, he executed his iconic move, the ‘1000 feather flaps’, sending razor sharp feathers crashing down upon the man. Sharp feathers made contact with his skin, blood began to spill from his veins where it met. Sent head-over-heels by the earth-cracking attack, the boy instinctively let go of the weapon to clutch his injuries. And as he was doing so, Acion had already recovered from his previous move, landing gracefully behind the guy, as he then proceeded to execute another one. While the guy was still not in his senses, Acion closed his distance with him from behind, grabbing him by the waist and shoulder for padding, as he proceeded to boost himself up, his body turned, his two legs clutched tightly into his neck like a scissor, toppling him off balance. With his central of gravity shifted off him, Acion then slammed his head into the concrete ground using his leg power. Acion also fell from his own attack, but his fall was an active fall, easy to get up, and easy to recover. On the other hand, the man couldn’t. He laid flatly on the ground where his colossal body met the hard concrete, still breathing, but motionless. [color=fff257]”Hmmph.[/color] Acion scoffed as he stood up. [color=fff257]”Such a shame. You have such a powerful quirk and you use it for villainy. And thus is your fate.”[/color] May he rot in his own delusional reality. After finishing with this guy, Acion turned to look at the middle schooler, who was watching the whole fight on the sideline. His expression no longer held fear or terror. Instead, he was just as excited like a kid in a candy store. “Mister. That was so cool!” Acion’s mood was lifted by the day. [color=fff257]”Heh. I wonder...”[/color] He chuckled [color=fff257]”Still, I want to know why you are in a place like this? It’s not safe for middle schoolers, you know.”[/color] “I-I…” He whimpered a little at that. “I wanted to take a shortcut home...to avoid my friends at school.” Acion’s attitude changed swiftly, to confusion. [color=fff257]”Why avoid them?...”[/color] But then the confusion turned to understanding. [color=fff257]”Was it because you are quirkless?”[/color] The middle schooler inclined his head lightly, and shamefully, his fear returned, fearing that Acion would also look at him the same way as people did. But contrary to his expectation, the winged boy simply laughed, genuinely and heartily, harboring no ill-intentions. [color=fff257]”Then do you want to be a hero?”[/color] “Yes I do, mister! I want to become a strong hero to protect everyone!” His fear dissolved, replaced by simple and pure determination. [color=fff257]”Then you’re on your way.”[/color] He said kindly. “But how can I do that if I don’t have a quirk?” [color=fff257]”You don’t need a quirk.”[/color] Acion said in a fatherly tone, encouraging and kind. [color=fff257]”Have you ever heard of Alfa, a professional hero in the Sky Knight group. He is also quirkless, using only his jet sword to fight. There are living proof of professional heroes out there who don’t need a quirk to fight villainy and help other people. And if you try your best, you can be the next in line.”[/color] “But what if I have tried my best, but cannot become a pro?” [color=fff257]”God does not tremble on those with pure minds like you.”[/color] He said. [color=fff257]”Once you got your heads right, your path will reveal itself. And once you realize your destiny, it is only a matter of preparations, and time.”[/color] “Then will I succeed?” Acion gave one big smile, one rarely seen before by him. [color=fff257]”Yes you will.”[/color] “Then I will try my best to become strong! So that I can protect everyone, just like how you did to me!” The winged boy laughed again, as he gently patted the head of the middle schooler. To him, seeing people doing things with a cause, with a reason, and with a proper and pure-hearted motivation just like this little kid was the best. That’s the reason why he loved small kids. Their path, their goals were so pure, naive but pure, and clear. In their world, there’s only black and white, unplagued by the wickedness of reality. Only a few could carry on that determination to adulthood. But all of a sudden, all that cheerfulness, all that smile on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by the same terror that Acion had seen earlier, as his eyes stared, not at the winged boy, but at the person behind him. “Mister! Look out!!!” And the middle schooler jumped right in front of the winged boy. Still confused over the sudden course of action, Acion soon realized...that the man was still conscious. And he had a gun in his hand…[hr] He couldn’t remember what happened afterwards. He wasn’t sure. But before he realized it, his face was splattered with blood. The three left wings were also stained. The same could be said for his fist. And he was on top of the masked man, pinning him on the ground. His fists preparing to crash onto his face one more time. Right behind him, was the middle schooler, lying in a pool of his own blood coming from his arm. Not dead, but barely keeping himself either He was shot… Because of Acion’s carelessness. [@pkken]