Two Side of the Same Coin

Chapter 21

"I'm just going to continue relaxing at the beach for a bit, y'all can leave me behind!" Yamada said, happily sitting in the sand.

"Fine, be careful. Remember you have patrol and a meeting tomorrow." Aizawa groaned, pulling along his love stricken son. Rini, Suki, Midoriya and Bakugo had left about thirty minutes earlier so now they decided it was boring to stay here as a family.

Yamada nervously made his way to the dock, a black and white figure appearing out of nowhere. "P-Pawn!" He stuttered, jumping back."

"A̸h̶,̴ ̵H̷e̶l̵l̶o̴ ̷Y̶a̷m̷a̶d̷a̵.̴ ̴Y̶o̴u̷r̷ ̸s̷o̷n̵ ̷s̴e̸e̸m̶e̷d̶ ̸t̵o̴ ̸h̴a̵v̷e̴ ̷a̵ ̵l̵o̵v̷e̷l̵y̵ ̷t̸i̸m̶e̸ ̶t̷h̷e̷r̷e̴.̸ ̶S̵a̶y̵ ̸w̶h̶o̷ ̸w̸a̸s̷ ̶t̸h̷e̴ ̴o̶t̸h̸e̶r̶ ̵b̷o̸y̶ ̴h̵m̵m̷?̴ ̵I̵z̶u̴k̸u̵ ̴I̷ ̴h̸e̶a̷r̴?̷" (Ah, Hello Yamada. Your son seemed to have a lovely time there. Say who was the other boy hmm? Izuku I hear?) She replied, twiddling with a bit of her hair. It seemed more of a lighter purple, not the deep magenta like before, as if it was done quicker and in a panic.

"Yes, that was Midoriya...." He replied, looking over at the waves.

"R̸i̴g̸h̷t̷,̷ ̸w̶e̴l̵l̶ ̶w̶h̷o̷ ̷d̶o̷ ̵y̶o̸u̴ ̴w̵a̸n̴t̶ ̵i̵n̶f̸o̷ ̵o̵f̴?̸(Right well who do you want info of?) She asked quickly, taking to sitting on the ledge.

"The vigilante, Bunny." quick and to the point, not needing to waste more time. He noticed how the girl's movements went tense, the small holes in her mask looking around quickly and in a panic.

̴"̸A̶-̴a̷h̵.̷ ̵W̶e̷l̴l̵ ̸I̸ ̴s̵u̷p̸p̵o̵s̴e̷ ̷I̵ ̶c̶a̶n̵ ̴g̴i̸v̶e̵ ̴y̷o̷u̸ ̵t̴h̶e̷ ̴u̶h̴.̶.̷ ̶S̷a̴f̴e̴ ̴i̸n̶f̴o̵r̶m̵a̵t̶i̵o̴n̴.̶ ̸H̴e̶ ̶w̸a̸s̷ ̶t̵r̵a̴i̸n̷e̷d̴ ̷b̶y̴ ̷S̶t̴e̷n̷d̸h̴a̸l̴,̴ ̵n̵o̸w̸ ̶k̴n̷o̵w̸n̶ ̶a̶s̷ ̴S̵t̶a̶i̵n̶:̸ ̵T̶h̷e̸ ̶H̷e̴r̴o̸ ̴K̶i̸l̶l̷e̴r̸.̶ ̸H̷i̵s̴ ̵a̷t̶t̷a̸c̸k̶s̶ ̵u̵s̸u̵a̵l̴l̴y̷ ̸d̵o̸n̶ '̴t̸ ̶h̵a̵v̵e̵ ̸a̸ ̵l̴o̷t̸ ̵o̷f̶ ̴b̵l̷o̷o̶d̷ ̴o̶n̵ ̵t̷h̵e̸ ̵b̶a̷d̴d̵i̸e̴s̴ ̴b̵u̶t̶ ̶h̸e̷ ̶h̴a̴s̷ ̶a̵ ̷' ̶f̶e̸w̶ '̸ ̷i̵n̸j̷u̷r̴i̷e̷s̷ ̴h̵i̶m̵s̶e̵l̸f̷" She said, putting her hands up in quotations when saying few. "H̴e̸ ̷h̶a̶s̷ ̸m̵a̶d̴e̸ ̶h̸i̴s̴ ̸o̵w̵n̴ ̵e̵q̶u̷i̵p̸m̸e̴n̵t̷ ̷a̸n̴d̷ ̶f̴i̵x̷e̴s̸ ̵i̶t̷ ̴h̵i̴m̶s̷e̸l̸f̵.̵ ̴E̴q̴u̶i̷p̷m̷e̴n̶t̷ ̶i̶s̴:̸ ̶k̵n̸i̵f̴e̴,̷ ̶e̶l̶e̸c̸t̴r̶i̶c̷ ̷b̶a̵t̵o̶n̴,̵ ̷t̸a̴s̸e̸r̷,̵ ̶a̶ ̸h̴e̸l̴l̸ ̵l̵o̷t̶ ̵o̴f̶ ̴z̸i̸p̸-̸t̷i̷e̵s̴ ̷o̴r̷ ̶q̸u̸i̷r̷k̸ ̶s̷u̵p̶p̸e̸r̶e̸s̴i̸n̶g̸ ̴c̵u̸f̷f̸s̶,̴ ̸a̷ ̵j̷a̶r̶ ̶o̷f̷ ̸b̵l̴a̵c̵k̸ ̶p̶o̷w̷d̶e̵r̶,̶ ̵p̶r̴o̷b̸a̵b̷l̶y̵ ̶c̴h̷a̴r̴c̶o̷a̴l̷ ̴p̴o̷w̶d̵e̶r̵,̴ ̸v̴o̷i̸c̵e̴ ̵c̸h̷a̷n̷g̶e̷r̸ ̴a̸n̸d̵ ̴a̸ ̵m̷e̵d̸i̷c̴a̸l̴ ̴k̵i̷t̵,̷ ̸t̶h̶e̷y̷ ̶a̴r̶e̷ ̴a̷l̷w̶a̷y̶s̵ ̶c̴a̶r̸r̴i̸e̴d̵ ̶a̵r̴o̵u̷n̵d̴.̵ ̴H̵i̴s̷ ̵c̶l̵o̶t̸h̴i̴n̸g̷ ̶h̸a̵s̴ ̷h̵i̶s̵ ̸h̴o̴o̸d̸i̸e̷ ̶h̶e̵ ̷s̸o̴m̵e̶h̶o̷w̸ ̷m̸a̵d̶e̶ ̵f̵l̶a̶m̷e̴ ̶p̸r̷o̵o̷f̵,̶ ̸t̴h̵o̶u̷g̸h̵ ̸h̴e̶ ̵c̸a̶n̴ ̸p̶r̵o̸b̶a̶b̸l̶y̶ ̸s̴t̵i̵l̵l̵ ̵f̷e̴e̷l̷ ̵t̴h̸e̵ ̴h̴e̴a̶t̶,̴ ̶u̵n̴d̸e̴r̴ ̶a̶r̴m̷o̸u̸r̸ ̴w̸i̷t̷h̸ ̷a̴l̵l̷ ̷t̶h̴e̵ ̶s̶t̷a̵b̶i̸l̴i̵z̶e̸r̷s̷,̷ ̷g̸r̶e̸e̵n̷ ̸h̵u̸n̷t̵i̸n̷g̶ ̴b̴o̴o̶t̸s̷ ̸w̵i̵t̷h̵ ̸e̷x̸t̵r̷a̷ ̶t̴h̴i̶c̸k̵ ̶s̴o̴l̵e̴s̸,̷ ̴h̴i̷s̸ ̴m̷a̷s̸k̴ ̸a̴n̶d̶ ̶c̵o̴n̶t̷a̵c̴t̶s̴.̴ ̷T̵h̴e̵ ̴g̶l̵o̷v̷e̷s̴ ̵h̴e̶ ̶w̸e̷a̵r̶s̸ ̵n̴u̵l̷l̶i̶f̸y̸ ̵h̷e̶a̸t̴,̵ ̶f̸r̸o̶s̶t̴ ̵a̵n̷d̵ ̴e̸l̸e̷c̸t̵r̵i̴c̵ ̶c̴u̴r̷r̴e̴n̵t̴s̴.̷" (Ah well i suppose i can give you the uh safe information, He was trained by Stendhal, now known as Stain. His attacks usually don't have a lot of blood on the baddies but he has a 'few' injuries himself. He made his own equipment and fixes it himself. Equipment is knife, electric baton, taser, a lot of zip-ties or quirk suppressing cuffs, a jar of black powder probably charcoal powder, voice changer and a med kit, those are always carried around. His clothing is his hoodie that is somehow flame proof, though he can most likely still feel the heat, under armour with all the stabilizers, green hunting boots with extra thick soles, his mask and contacts. The gloves he wears nullifies heat, frost and electric currents)