Chapter 1: The guild of hero killers
It was twelve minutes past midnight as pro hero bladestress careened down the sodden highway. She had received reports of an ongoing hostage situation in an abandoned industrial building by the docks, which were just coming into view through the heavy rain. She came to a dead stop in front of a thick crowd of reporters, dismounted her bike and shifted through them awkwardly.
Bladestress crossed under the police line and a large man in a stained blue shirt jaunted over to her
"Hey! I know you, you're a pro right? Swords are your shtick yeah? I think I saw you on TV," He said through a pastry he'd stuck into his mouth moments before
"Yeah, pretty much" Bladestress sighed, barely audible over the pouring rain
"Well god damn are we glad to see you here! I've been up since 5 am dealing with this shit" the policeman snorted
"So, what's our situation?" Bladestress usually tried to get to the point as soon as possible as dealing with people was not her forte.
"We got 5 hostages, 3 civilians and the 2 police who we sent out after the initial repo-"
"And how many villains?" the hero interjected
"We think, eh, around 2-4" the policeman waved his hand vaguely
"Not much to go on around that".
"Keep them distracted, I'm going round the back" Bladestress stated bluntly, and her body disappeared leaving only a brief flash of light, the sound of a blade being drawn and a dumbfounded policeman.
PRO HERO REPORT
Hero name: Bladestress
Real name: Masamune Tanto
Age: 27
Quirk: Blade manipulation
Bladestress can convert sections of her body into incredibly sharp blades of a unique alloy known to refract or completely reflect light. Study into this alloy is ongoing but difficult due to it decomposing rapidly when separated from Masamune's body.
Hero rank: 35th in Japan
Statistics:
Power: B
Speed: A
Durability: C
Tactics: A
Quirk: B
Bladestress cut a perfectly shaped hole into the skylight and slinked onto the ground below, she could hear outside the police attempting to draw their attention with negotiations, she could only hope that they would hold their attention long enough for her to get the drop on them. Based on the sound of footsteps from below there were maybe 3 villains in the floor directly below, but nothing could be heard from the first floor. She brought out blades over her body, reflecting enough light so that she would seem invisible in the dingy atmosphere and descended the stairs.
She got to the bottom and waited by the door, when suddenly it flung open to reveal a man in heavy tactical gear and a balaclava brandishing a fire arm had kicked it in. Bladestress flung herself at the assailant, retaining her refractory cover and aiming to lacerate his arms and legs before he got the chance to his weapons. Bladestress went right through the man.
"Some kind of phasing quirk?" She muttered to herself turning to face the man but found nothing there, not even a door or wall. Over on the other side of the room the shadowy figure of a young girl sat atop a dusty supply shelf, slow clapping.
"Very well done" she cooed.
"Who are you?" bladestress retorted
"Masterful technique" the figure continued in a sarcastic tone
"Where are the hostages?" bladestress pressed for answers
"Superb execution I might add" The girl slid from atop the shelf and into the light. She appeared no older than 17, with neon blue hair tied up in pigtails, matching nails and a pink corset and matching short puffy skirt.
"You're one of the villains are you not? Was that illusion your quirk?" Bladestress grew increasingly frustrated
"Ugh, so many questions" The girl groaned.
"How about check your eyes you bimbo" The girl giggled menacingly. Bladestress took one hand up to her eyes and felt some sort of fibre coming out of them; it was blue and slightly damp to the touch. She yanked on it reflexively and found a little blue thread attached not only to her eyes but her nose, ears, tongue and to each finger.
"When did you?-" Bladestress began, but the girl was already upon her, slashing with her long sharp nails in a wild fashion. Bladestress dived back just out of reach and slashed at her with one bladed arm, the girl ducked but it was a feint as Bladestress first high kicked her in the chin, and followed with an axe kick down on her head. The girl was grounded with her head under bladestress' boot.
"Now you're gonna give me some answers little girl" Bladestress mustered her most threatening interrogation voice. The girl turned her head revealing just a hint of a smile. In an instant she dug her razor sharp nails into the flesh on Bladestress' shin. Bladestress leapt backwards only to stumble onto the ground. Her wounds were not severe but her entire leg was overcome with an uncomfortable numb sensation which was spreading slowly up through her body. She tried to sprout blades but her leg would not follow her commands, it started to twist and bend painfully and the girl began to grin wider. Bladestress did a clumsy back flip, slamming the girl into the ground but her grip never loosened. The pro hero considered her options as she lost control of more of her body. She tried to avoid severing limbs or other debilitating injuries but it seemed her only course of action. Bladestress sprouted blades from her arm and slashed at the girls fingers, aiming to lop them off at the knuckle.
Bladestress' arm was caught midway by a maw of teeth and acidic mucus, which hissed on contact with her blades.
"Hold up there young lady, I think you are forgetting somebody" The owner of the teeth said in an unexpectedly eloquent voice. He wore a tuxedo, slightly ripped and torn at the edges. It fit tightly around his inhuman muscles and reptilian skin.
"Forgive my rudeness. I go by the name of Hector Komodo and this spry young lass goes by the moniker of 'cortex' while on missions" His voice was muffled, as he had a mouthful of Bladestress' arm, but there was an undertone of sadistic glee behind his verbose exterior.
The hero considered her situation. Her leg was most definitely broken by now, and the numbness was at her waist. Her arm was going to need stitches for certain, maybe amputation if enough of that acrid spit got into it. Her options were dwindling as she struggled to escape Hector's grasp.
"Oh ho ho my fine lady, I assure no man nor beast can best my jaw, my quirk grants me the anatomical advantages of every conceivable reptile. In fact, consider yourself lucky that I have not managed to tear off your petite limbs entirely" The reptile man laughed. Bladestress fought in vain as the numbness overcame her up to her neck, and then stopped. She stood up completely against her will.
"Geez, we finally got her" Cortex sighed in relief.
"She was quite a rambunctious one, not unlike yourself now that I think about it" Hector released his grip on Bladestress' arm.
"And now that we have you at our mercy..." Hector began
"I think we'll probe for some information" Cortex cried gleefully.
"Wait..." Bladestress croaked in a pained fashion.
"Since I'm no threat to you now, you could at least tell me a little about your operation" Her voice was weak now. Suddenly, one of her fingers bent all the way backwards, so that her nail grazed against her wrist. Bladestress cried out in suffering.
"Pffft, as if were gonna fall for the oldest hero trick in the book old lady, we aren't gonna give you all our important info only for you to... break... out..." Cortex had a realization midsentence, but Bladestress simply smiled and said...
"Ultimate technique, wraith armour...". Blades shot erratically from all over bladestress' body, leaving multiple deep wounds in both assailants. The blades retracted, and formed some sort of shiny reflective scales all over her body making her appear almost transparent.
"H-how did you?" Cortex winced, recoiling from a wound in her arm. Hector was floored by the intense force of the blades, and said nothing.
"Your quirk, it works by sending your nerves into other people, and overriding their nervous system, no?" Bladestress stated cockily. The angry glare Cortex gave her was affirmation enough that her theory was correct.
"Well maybe you should have been a bit more thorough, because I was in complete control of every nerve that wasn't attached to muscle, making it easy for me to use my final technique" Bladestress smirked, before disappearing into the darkness. Cortex waved her hands and created a net of probing nerves, but they were cut down moments later as lacerations appeared all over Cortex's body and she fell to her knees. Bladestress picked her up by her pigtails.
"Now, about those hostages" Bladestress said in a serious tone. Cortex's face was scrunched up and a single tear fell down her face.
"God fucking damn it... I didn't want to have to do this..." She cried. Bladestress was confused and tightened her grip as a precaution.
"Rainy days dream away, Rainy days dream away, Rainy days dream away" Cortex whined through her gritted teeth. It stopped raining outside.
"Well, I never thought I would see any action today..." chimed a sullen voice from behind Bladestress. She flung herself around and there was a tall man with dirty blond hair draped over his eyes, in a thick raincoat and top hat and with an abnormally sized umbrella. Bladestress tossed Cortex to one side and charged towards the new imposing man, diving around in a random pattern to make her nigh impossible to pin down when combined with her faux invisibility. She went to strike him with one of her blades, but he thrust his umbrella out directly into her face, and she toppled backwards.
"You could see me?" Bladestress exclaimed in confusion
"No... I could feel you though" His voice was almost at a whisper, but it had an intensity that chilled bladestress to the bone. She leapt at her foe with incredible fury, unleashed a flurry of invisible blade strikes which were each parried by his umbrella.
"Enough" He finally said, before pointing the umbrella at Bladestress and opening it. A wall of air hit her like a truck and she flew backwards and collided with a supply shelf, buckling it around the force of her impact. She lied in her crater and coughed up blood.
"Look what you made me do. That's bad luck you know, opening an umbrella indoors..." he said simply before closing it up again. Bladestress sprung up at him suddenly, slashing at him from either side. Her blades were repelled by bolts of electricity arcing up her metal blades and causing her to recoil in pain.
"Two quirks..." Bladestress wheezed, she was covered in burns and deep cuts, as well as internal damage from the shockwave.
"No, one very versatile quirk... I control the atmosphere around me at a molecular level, essentially allowing me to replicate any weather phenomenon"
"Who are you?" Bladestress said in a thoroughly defeated tone. She dropped to her knees.
"Call me rainman. And go tell your friends out there all about our group, the guild of hero killers. I'm sure that they'll find your experience fascinating" and with that, he flung bladestress out of the window. She landed heftily on one of the police cars, murmuring.
"Jesus Christ! What happened to you?" The fat policeman ran to her side. Bladestress rose and grabbed him by the collar
"The guild of hero killers... Cortex... Hector Komodo... Rainman... tell... everyo-" Bladestress fell to the ground, but managed to clamber to her feet and limped off towards the presses.
"Shouldn't we kill her?" Cortex inquired.
"Allow me..." Rainman reached out and clenched his fist. Bladestress stopped, blood erupted from her mouth as her entire body caved in on itself a cacophony of screams filled the air as she finally dropped to the ground, completely dead.
A/N
So that was my first chapter guys, I know it didn't have a whole lot to do with any new hero academy but trust me im getting there. Just wanted to set this all up so you knew what kind of story you're dealing with ;).
As for the rules of OC submission, submit by PM only and follow the set guidelines below if you dont mind. Im willing to accept more than one per person but dont spam me with them, I'll accept 2 if you're lucky and 3 if its really, really good and there's a decent story to be told about them. Im looking for anywhere between 5-11 OCs to be accepted.
Name: Your characters name
Gender: What does your character have in their pants?
Age: Should be around the 14-15 range for a student (they're first years, remember). Although if you want to submit a teacher that's cool
Hero name: self explanatory
Quirk: Go into detail on this one if you will. I want analysis on strengths, weaknesses and possible uses/techniques you had in mind that aren't immediately apparent
Appearance: What they look like, really get into the nitty gritty with this one, eye colour, marks or blemishes, that sort of stuff.
Personality: What they're like as people. Include a couple flaws or weaknesses.
Background: The characters backstory. You dont have to do it in any major detail but a try to give a little something to work with.
Clothes: What they would wear on a day to day basis, could also include any unique accessories or ways in which they wear their uniform
Hero costume: Include any gadget or support items they use.
Bonds: Their relationships with other people. You may want to include their family or another OC submission or even collude with someone else to have your OC's be buds if you want, or something more if that's you thing. Im not opposed to writing romance.
Ideals: What your character believes in, and why they want to pursue a hero career. Hell, you could make them a villain if you want.
That's it for the OC stuff, I'll have another chapter up real soon granted this one gets any attention. Yall have a fine ass day/night now :)