Code Name: Phoenix

Chapter 1 - From the Ashes

Your costume wasn't anything fancy, it was made from a fire proof black material you bought from a weird online store. You made the costume yourself so it had pockets for items you might need. The costume itself was almost skin tight but also flexible.
And of course you had a mask that covered most of your face around your eyes, it was the most basic superhero mask to hide your identity.

As you stood up from the ground you finally had a change to turn to the woman, seeing her terrified face at the end of the alleyway not too far from you. She looked like she wasn't injured, meaning you got there fast enough.

"It's okay, miss! He is knocked down! You can safely leave!" You said to the woman, loud enough for her to hear.
She took a few careful steps forward before walking a little bit faster. Once she was next to you she quickly thanked you and ran towards the street where she would be safe.

You could hear police cars in the distance, no heroes were there yet meaning you managed to wrap things up just in time.
You spread your fire wings once more and jumped to the air, flying straight towards the sky fleeing the scene.

That night ended up having a few more similar cases, you even saved a drunken man from drowning into the canal near the city.
These were small things that heroes might be too busy to notice, so this world needed you. It needed more vigilantes to help those that needed saving when heroes were not around.

You flew to your balcony, it was much quicker than walking up the stairs to the 4th floor of the building. Only downside was that your wings weren't exactly hidden, you could only hope that none of the neighbors saw it when you got to your apartment at 3.30am.

You slid the balcony door open, you usually left it unlocked when going outside to do vigilante work since there was no way someone would climb all the way up to your balcony just to steal something.
There wasn't even anything worth stealing in your apartment.

You had lived there for a while now, after dropping out (or more like getting kicked out) of UA you had to find a place to stay, so you moved here. The area was pretty expensive but you managed to find the cheapest place, and it was cheap for a reason.
It was an old brick building that had been planned to tear down a long time ago, but the owner wouldn't sell to the big corporations that wanted to buy it.

Your apartment was small, it had a joint living room and kitchen, a bathroom next to the front door, and a bedroom on the opposite side. The balcony you got in from was placed more on the living room.

Now that you were done with vigilante work you had to go to sleep and wake up early for your real job at a small restaurant. You worked there as a waitress, definitely not what you had planned for your life but it was better than doing nothing.
You didn't have much choice since you needed your own apartment, and having that meant you needed an actual job that paid you.

Maybe if you had been able to become a hero your life would be easier. No trying to do the right thing from the shadows, no trying to hide yourself from the world. And the money was always a plus. But this life was fine, until you had to wake up in three hours.

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You woke up to the awful noise of your alarm clock, it was 7am and you had one hour to get yourself ready and go to work.
First thing you did after getting out of bed was make yourself a cup of black coffee, you didn't like it that much, but got used to the bitter taste in exchange of feeling a bit more awake.

After that you did your normal morning routine. You usually took a shower at night after doing the vigilante work so that saved you some time now.
As you were dressing up for the day you noticed a few fresh cuts on your arm, most likely from the guy that had knives as fingers.
You didn't even notice yesterday but this meant that your costume had a few holes now. Great, you'd have to fix that after work. Luckily your work costume included a long sleeved shirt so you wouldn't have to explain the scars to anyone.