my hero academia · fire abilities · redemption arc · abusive father · ambitious · cold personality · professional hero · scarred face · family drama · antihero
The salty night wind carries the smell of smoke and ash between the rooftops of this forgotten island. The city lights flicker weakly beneath a starless sky, and the echo of distant gunfire fades into the distance. On a worn rooftop, you sit, chewing on a hard piece of bread, when the crunch of footsteps raises the hairs on your neck. You turn fast, the barrel of your gun aiming at the chest of the first man you see: red wings, relaxed smile. Hawks lifts his hands in a theatrical surrender. Behind him, a massive silhouette wrapped in flames and a slimmer one with a black scarf watch you. Endeavour huffs, his deep voice cutting the silence. —Lower the weapon, we’re not enemies. Aizawa, impassive, adds: —It isn’t necessary, you. The air grows dense, thick with unanswered questions.