Paddington Station, London – 10:53 AM
The sound of screeching metal filled Kieran' ears as the train slowly ground to a halt at the platform. He fought off a yawn as he turned to look outside the window. Sure enough, he could see people bustling about inside the busy station, running around with medical equipment or paperwork whilst injured people staggered about or sat on the station floor. Kieran then groaned quietly. His body still hurt from being hit with all that debris and the overuse of his quirk. He looked down, seeing the scratches on his arms still. The sound of the driver's voice soon came on the intercom and Kieran listened closely to what he had to say.
"Good morning ladies and gentlemen, we have reached our destination which is London Paddington. Please disembark the train in an orderly and sensible fashion to allow us to get you to the medical area as soon as possible. Medical staff and Pro Heroes are outside waiting for you all to attend to your injuries. We here at Great Western Railway do sympathise for all those that have been affected by this terrible incident and offer our deepest consoles to everyone. Once again, thank you for your time and patience, and we do hope things will become better for you." With that, the intercom went dead. Heh, like hell things would become better. The world was going to shit and there was almost nothing anyone could do. All that mattered was one's own survival. Kieran quietly exited the train, following the stream of people that flowed steadily out of it. Many Pro Heroes were waiting outside for them and began to escort the injured to the medical corps which lied further in the station. Not where he wanted to go. Kieran didn't feel like mingling with others. He walked down the platform, noticing the sign for the toilets. He'd finish business there before heading outside and seeing what was going on around here.
Five minutes later and Kieran was now down in the toilets washing his face in the sink. He had finished his business and was now giving himself a good wash. God he longed for a shower, or a bath at least. His body probably smelt of burnt charcoal or something similar by now. He looked up in the mirror, still seeing the several cuts and marks on his face that would take an age to heal, specifically a bad looking burn underneath his left red eye. Finally running his hand through his messy brown hair, he decided it was best to get himself some new attire, specifically something that wouldn't get ruined problems arose again. The black shirt and brown cargo trousers he currently wore were almost in tatters, burnt and torn mostly. He'd only had them for two days before Bristol went to shit. Thankfully though, he still had the white jacket he'd taken from a rundown store a while back which had somehow stayed intact through all the shit that had happened, despite the burns here and there.
With a heavy sigh, Kieran yanked up the hood of the jacket and walked out the toilets, trying his best to avoid anyone he came into contact with. Following a crowd of people, Kieran' goal was to exit the station without being noticed. After that, he'd be free to do what ever he wanted without capturing the eyes of the authorities or Pro Heroes. Unfortunately for him, there seemed to be several Pro Heroes waiting at the entrance of the station, probably asking for identification and such before letting people outside. Great. But there seemed to be no other exits available, so Kieran had no choice. He followed the crowd until he reached the desks and soon found it was his turn to give his identity.
"Name please?" The pro asked. He was a large muscular man wearing a large black cloak that covered his body from the neck downwards. Underneath the cloak from what Kieran could see when the man raised his hands from out under it was a black sleeveless top and green cargo bottoms as well as what could be described as a yellow utility belt.
"Alex" Kieran simply replied. It was the first thing that came to his mind. Giving his identity was a definite no go considering his past actions which the authorities somehow knew of.
"Last name to please" the pro pressed.
"Stone" Kieran continued. This was pretty much rinse and repeat at this point. He had already given a fake identity several times before this. So much so that it was almost natural now.
"Thank you very much," the pro said as he wrote down Kieran's fake details. "Are you here alone? Or are you accompanied by someone else?"
"Yes, I'm here with my aunt" Kieran lied. "She's back in the station in the toilets. I just wanted some fresh air."
"I see," the pro said as he continued to write down more. "Is it possible for you to wait here for her. We can't allow youngsters outside unless accompanied by an adult." Kieran's face gave a slight look of dismay.
"But sir, all I want is just some fresh air. I'm not trying to pull anything here" Kieran said, holding his hands up. He couldn't let this drag out. If the pro got wind of his identity, then he'd be in some real shit then. He was not in the mood for this.
"Come on Gaia, he's just a kid, let him go." Kieran whirled around to find the source of the voice behind him. The source was a woman probably in her late twenties with a tall and slightly well-built figure, wearing a typical prison officer uniform that consisted of a white buttoned shirt which hugged her large chest tightly as well as a black tie with matching black skirt and tights. The last additions to her costume was a black prison guard cap and a short-sleeved grey jacket.
"But Warden, we were specifically told not to let any youngsters out without adult supervision" Gaia replied. Madame Warden just pouted at this.
"Come on Gaia, he just wants some air" she huffed, placing her hands on her hips. "Tell you what, if this kid worries you so much, I'll accompany him outside myself." Kieran groaned on the inside. He didn't care about whatever squabble these two previously had, it was obvious they'd had similar arguments like this before, he just wanted to leave.
"I suppose so. But if anything happens, I'll have to report it to the superiors" Gaia said.
"Does this mean I can go now?" Kieran deadpanned.
"Yep, come one then kid" Warden said, taking off with Kieran now following closely behind. It wasn't long before the pair were outside on the busy street. Many of the buildings had been set up into makeshift shops and hospitals for wounded. Several markets littered what was formerly a road, now just a crumpled pathway of dirt and tar. It seemed that despite everything, England's heart was still beating strong. "I'm sorry about Gaia," Warden said suddenly, dragging Kieran's attention away from the hustle and bustle around him. "He's a sucker for rules and regulations."
"Its…fine" Kieran managed to get out. "I can understand why though. With everything happening, rules are what separates society from total anarchy."
"Yeah. We've had a bit of trouble over the past few years cause of such disputes" Warden continued. "When the outbreak first started, it was total chaos. But after a while, we managed to secure an area of the city as a safe zone where life could continue as normal. Trouble is that some hooligans thought the rules didn't apply to them and made a huge mess. We ended up having to clear that up which left its mark on Gaia." Kieran honestly wanted to tell her to shut up. He didn't care about her sap story or anything else about her. He just wanted to go off on his own and do his own thing. But he couldn't with the pro watching over him now 24/7. He had to find a distraction, something to divert her attention so he could run. He just had to be wary of whatever Quirk she had. If she had a restraining quirk used for capturing (which is what Kieran assumed due to the guard uniform), then he'd be in trouble. His chance came sooner than expected when there were a bunch of raised voices over to his left. Both Kieran and Madame Warden looked over to see a pair of men shouting and yelling at each other, over what appeared to be a perfectly good burger, now a ruined mess, on the floor. "Wait here one second," Warden told him as she walked over to try and dissolve the current argument.
This was his chance! Slowly, Kieran turned around and began to walk off in the direction he'd come from. By this time, a crowd had begun to gather around the two men, so it shouldn't be too hard for Kieran to lose the pro. Now with that out of the way, Kieran could focus on himself. The plan was to stay in London for a short while before moving southwest to the coast. There, he planned to get a boat to France, giving him a wider range of places to go. England may have been home, but it was slowly being eaten up by the infection. The only places left in the country that was free of the infection was mostly the South and South-West, East and North-East. All the major population hubs such as Manchester, Birmingham and Liverpool had all fallen. The disease had continued spreading from there, taking over a majority of the Midlands and the north as well as the west. It was now travelling South-East, hoping to snuff out the last remains of civilisation which was the capital itself. It didn't help that an outbreak in the South-East of the country has quarantined that area off now too. Luckily the capital seemed to be holding outs so far thanks to 'The Great Divide.' Kieran had no idea what this 'Great Divide' was, but it seemed to be keeping all the Nomu out of the safe zone which was a plus.
It was then that Kieran felt it. The ringing in his head. Why now? Why at a time like this? Kieran clutched his head as the world began to slowly fade away from around him. Kieran shut his eyes tight as the ringing soon became unbearable, sending waves of pain through his body.
And then it stopped.
When his eyes opened, the world was bleak and grey. Colour had been drained from everything, except for one thing. A brilliant orange glow emanated from all who were around him. He could see it now, a small orange flame, burning brightly in the chest of every human. Some were bright, while others were faded, almost changing to a darker colour. Something then caught his attention, and Kieran's heart almost leapt out of his chest. A colour he never wanted to see here.
GREY.
"You ok kid?" A voice said, a hand touching his shoulder. And suddenly the colour returned to the world. Kieran turned to the right slowly, seeing the confused look on Madame Warden's face. "Woah. What's with that face kid? You look like you've seen a ghost. You're almost pale" Warden said. She then touched his forehead gently. "And…hot? The hell? Do you want to go back to the station? You seem unwell."
"I'm…fine," Kieran said, gently brushing her hand away. "I just…remembered something." Madame Warden could tell whatever this was troubling to the teen.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked gently. "I know how you feel, I've had those moments too." Kieran wanted to laugh at the absurd amount of bullshit this Pro was spewing out her mouth. Like hell, she knew what he went through! She may have been a Pro, but what Kieran had seen over his relatively troubled life was utter hell for someone. Not to mention what he had done. Thankfully, a large explosion in the distance diverted their attention. Madame Warden looked up in alarm to see a huge pillar of smoke rising in the distance. A crowd of people suddenly came surging from nowhere, running past the pair, hoping to get to the safety of the train station. "Get back to the station! Now!" Madame Warden order as she took off running. Kieran watched as she rushed through the flow of people coming to the opposite direction, a thick trail of smoke now rising up close by. Raised voices could be heard before there was an almighty crack and a limp silhouette flew up high in the air. Kieran could see a trail of liquid flying from the silhouette's limp body as it soon came crashing down towards him. Blood. Kieran moved out of the way quickly as the remainder of the crowd parted to avoid getting hit with the body. The body hit the ground hard, causing a small crater to form. Even if someone had caught him, there was no possible way the Pro would have survived. Kieran looked at him now. A white jacket with matching top and trousers, all torn to shreds. His eyes were nothing but lifeless husks as blood continuously seeped out of various wounds that littered the Pro's body.
There was another crack and another Pro came skidding to a halt in front of Kieran. The Pro wore a grey skin tight, short sleeved bodysuit, with a black elbow pad on his right arm, as well as a pair of brown cargo shorts coming halfway down between his knees and hip, over the lower half of his bodysuit which was black in colour and went down to his black boots. Currently, the costume was a complete mess as well as the Pro, with it having several rips and tears in the body suit. The Pro was even worse off. His bare arms were coved with cuts, his left eye swollen up to the point where he couldn't see and his left arm was missing completely.
"It's ok" he croaked out as his clutched his arm. "We'll protect you." There was a roar and a flash of red flew out of the cloud of dust up ahead. The Pro raised his remaining arm and a deep blue barrier formed in front of him, blocking the attack. It was then Kieran finally got a good look at the monster. The Nomu was huge, probably 12 to 14 feet high with deep red skin and huge throbbing muscles. Attached to its back was a pair of humongous bat-like wings in order to carry its large weight. As well as that, two black horns curved up the sides of its, reminding Kieran of a devil. No, this thing was a devil. The thing made a noise as it increased the pressure on the shield which began to crack. "Everyone! Move back now!" The Pro called. He wasn't going to survive this, and Kieran knew it. Civilians turned and ran as with a final push, the shield cracked like glass and the monster's palm slammed into the pro, crushing his face into the ground. All that now remained was a messy, bloody pulp. The Nomu grunted as it turned towards Kieran, staring at him intensely with it's huge bulging eyes. Kieran felt his fists clench as he stared at the abomination. He could see it now, the soul becoming dimming until it almost became black.
"You vile disgusting creature" Kieran spat with venom. He had been building this up for several hours now. All he needed was a clear shot to the head and it would be finished with. The was a clang of metal and a pair of chains coiled around the Nomu. Kieran looked in surprise and then over to the source of the chains which were none other than Madame Warden.
"What are you doing kid?!" She called, grunting with every breath she took. It was taking all she had to retain the red monstrosity. "I told you to run! Dynamo!" There was another yell and out of nowhere, a man in a suit came flying in, delivering a powerful roundhouse kick straight into the Nomu's chest. A split second before contact, the chains wrapped around the Nomu was unravelled to allow the creature to be sent flying by the powerful kick, which it did. The man landed with a metallic thump and turned to Kieran with a confident look. He wore a simple black suit and tie with black slacks over a white shirt. He had messy black hair and bright sparkling green eyes. What was most interesting about his appearance was the fact that his shoes had some sort of black metal casing over them, presumably to give his kicks a little extra punch.
"You're ok now kid. The Pro's will handle this so just run back into the station now."
Hero Name: Dynamo
Quirk: Legs
Dynamo's legs possess incredible physical strength, allowing him to jump long distances and deliver powerful kicks. However, he gets exhausted easily and will require frequent rests.
"Piece of advice; aim for the head" Kieran advised before going to turn around. There was a flicker of red and the Nomu was on top of him in an instant.
"Shit! It's fast!" Kieran mentally cried as Dynamo called out to him. Chains suddenly locked around the Nomu's wrist while its palm was just inches away from Kieran's face. Dynamo tuned to see Madame Warden holding back the creature. Dynamo then sprang into action, kneeing the Nomu in the gut. It gave a strangled cough before tumbling backwards. At this point, more chains locked around the Nomu, this time around its neck. The Nomu fell to its knees as it gargled and coughed.
Hero Name: Madame Warden
Quirk: Chains
Madame Warden's quirk allows her to transform any of her limbs into chains of various sizes. The more iron in her food, the larger and longer the chain. However, like most metal related quirks, then chains use iron in her body as fuel for creation.
"I got this!" Madame Warden cried. "Get the kid out of here!" She then bellowed. Wasting no time, Dynamo picked Kieran up bridal style and prepared to bounce away.
"You heard the lady, let's go," he said, leaping away with Kieran. Kieran could only look back and a rush of air soon overtook him, and they were soon flying through the air. There was then a shrill scream and a shrieking crack before silence was upon the pair. Dynamo turned to look back, seeing the bloodstained body of Madame Warden on the ground the Nomu nowhere in sight. A rush of air alerted Kieran as he looked up to see the creature dive bombing towards them.
"Above!" Was all Kieran yelled as Dynamo looked at him and then above to see the Nomu speeding towards them like a bullet. The pair were now falling as Dynamo tried to bring his knee up. If he could manage a kick, he'd be able to hold it off. The Nomu's fist collided with Dynamo's knee as then was a loud crack and Dynamo let out a shrill cry of pain in Kieran's ear as his leg was bent out of shape. The trio crashed into the ground with Dynamo letting go of Kieran. Kieran tumbled along the ground as he landed, earning a few bruises in the process. As the dust began to settle, Kieran could see the lifeless form of Dynamo's body further in the distance. He couldn't be dead? Could he? Another noise alerted him and Kieran's gaze moved over to the Nomu who stood there unscathed. "You've got to be fucking kidding me" Kieran grunted as the Nomu's flesh began to pulse wildly, enlarging its right arm to a tremendous size. Kieran got himself ready for yet another fight to the death. A wave of mud soon overtook the battlefield, swallowing up all that was in its path. Kieran looked over to see the Pro Hero from the station earlier, his hands on the ground and mud being churned up from the once solid ground.
"You ok kid?!" He called out.
Hero Name: Gaia
Quirk: Mudwave
Similar to the quirk cement, mudflow allows Gaia to manipulate the earth around him, softening it into mud and controlling it. He can use it to create huge tidal waves and harden it, but he cannot shape or form it into objects.
Kieran couldn't believe it. Another Pro? Just how many more we're going to keep showing up. A cracking sound alerted the two and the Nomu burst out from the now hardened ground.
"Don't let it touch you!" Kieran called to Gaia. Gaia looked at him confused. "This thing has a bone breaking Quirk. Once it touches you, it'll snap your bones" Kieran explained.
"Thanks for the tip," Gaia said with a smile as the Nomu rushed him. Gaia placed both hands on the floor and once again churned up the ground into mud. A large and concentrated wave of mud was sent torrenting towards the Nomu which only held its enlarged arm in front of itself as a shield. The mud wave hit and hardened on impact, attempting to imprison the Nomu. Kieran could see that the attack was taking its toll on Gaia. Sweat began to trickle down his forehead as he kept bending the earth to his will. Seeing this as his opportunity, Kieran turned and ran. This thing was just too strong. As much as Kieran wanted to kill it himself, he couldn't do it. It was best to let the Pro's muck around with it. The Nomu noticed Kieran sprinting off. It gave a tremendous roar before its body swelled suddenly, breaking the hardened earth. Kieran looked back briefly to see the Nomu now free. Steeling himself, he sped up, determined to find sanctuary once more. With that done, the Nomu leapt up to avoid more of the flowing mud and looked over at Gaia who gave a look of shock at the creature's freedom. I'd have to deal with him first.
Before Gaia could react, the Nomu tore a chunk of earth out of the ground with it's enlarged hand and threw it towards Gaia. Gaia, too stunned to counterattack, only raised his hands and activated his quirk. Though it would hurt, by forming the earth into mud he would get to live to see another day. The second the flying earth made contact with Gaia's fingertips, it melted into mud, but the force of the impact still hit Gaia hard, throwing him back like a ragdoll. Now that the annoyance had been dealt with, the Nomu leapt up and flew at Kieran with its massive wings. Kieran only turned back just in time to see the Nomu's hand slam into him and pin him to the ground. Kieran immediately went into panic mode. This thing was going to crush him. Either with its ridiculous strength or quirk, it didn't matter. He had to do something. He looked deep into the Nomu's eyes, seeing nothing but emptiness. All remnants of the creature's humanity were gone, now just a lifeless killing machine. A rage boiled deep inside Kieran as he soon let it out.
"You sick, disgusting fucking nightmare of a creature!" He roared at the Nomu. "I hate you! I hate all of you!" He could feel himself getting hotter. "You all deserve to die and never exist!" His body began to glow. "So I'll kill you myself!" Kieran's body soon exploded in a brilliance of orange flame. The heat, too intense for the Nomu, exploded outwards in all directions as Gaia picked himself up off the ground. He felt goose bumps run along his arms as he stared at the massive pillar of fire rising high into the air. The Nomu in this time had backed off, its right arm having been burned to a crisp whilst Kieran stood the solemnly, the bright orange flames flickering around him like a protective aura. Kieran's eyes glowed brightly, with black outlines on them. His face was stern and unforgiving. The Nomu grunted and moved forwards while Kieran raised his right hand, a ball or orange flames flicking in it. Though he couldn't do ranged attacks, he'd still be able to put the fireball to good use.
It was then that a fist came flying out of nowhere, striking the Nomu in the face and sending it flying. Kieran gave a look of surprise before turning back into a glare. The fist's owner was a man presumably in his early twenties with messy black hair under a red cap with gold horns and a gold image in between them that had the silhouette of a horse. He wore a red jacket with various pockets under a black skin-tight top and thick white gloves. Strapped over his chest was a belt that held various canisters of some sort of liquid. He had black trousers with an orange line running down them and wore a visor over his face with some sort of white breathing tube attached to it.
"Fancy quirk you got there kid, but I'll take it from here now," he said with a smile. Kieran extinguished his flames and fell to his knee with a grunt. His skin stung like hell and his body was overheated. Too long and he might have fainted. The man took off a canister from the belt and opened it, drinking the liquid inside before reattaching it. There was a noise from the building and the man turned his attention back to the Nomu who was trapped in the wall. Kieran noticed that its face and neck had been heavily damaged, but the flesh was pulsing wildly, regenerating itself. "Red?" the hero muttered loud enough for Lucas to hear. "I thought the blacks were the only regenerative class?" The Nomu grunted and charged forwards out of the wall at the Pro. The Pro was too quick however and raised both hands before firing out a torrent of water at the monstrosity. Whilst it seemed to do some damage, the torrent only slowed the Nomu down as it continued to slowly struggle forwards against the stream. The Pro grunted, and the water intensified, exploding out of his palms. Just then the Nomu leapt in the air, ready to pounce on the Pro. The Pro stopped firing and corrected his aim, now aiming towards the falling creature. The Nomu thrust its palm forwards as the Pro fired, hoping to block the water. The Pro had already deduced its plan and instead, hit the Nomu square in the gut with a powerful blast of water. The Nomu hit the ground with a loud crash and didn't move at first.
Kieran stared amazed. The Pros who all fought the Nomu before had easily been swatted away like flies. Yet this pro managed to keep the Nomu on its toes, preparing for every attack and then performing a counter which hit hard, dealing lots of damage. By this time the Nomu was on its feet again and glaring at the Pro who held his hand out towards the Nomu, taunting it as if to say, 'come and get me'. The Nomu roared angrily (well Kieran really had no idea if it was angry or not since it was a mindless creature with no emotion) and charged towards the Pro. The pro smirked and charged forwards too. As the Nomu swiped at him with its palm, the Pro ducked and prepared to punch, letting his arm go rocketing forwards by firing water from his elbow. The blow was enough to make the Nomu stagger as the Pro's fist was wrenched deep inside its gut. The pro yelled and all of a sudden, the Nomu's body began to expand as water flowed through its insides at an alarming pace, rupturing as many vital organs as possible. The Pro removed his arm and stepped back while the Nomu fell to its knees. "Time to get this over with" he huffed as a jet of water fired from the soles of his shoes and the palms of his hands which were now facing downwards. The Pro soared high in the air before somersaulting to face downwards. The Pro then used his water to drop down at the Nomu at an alarming speed. "Take this you disgusting abomination!" He yelled, placing his hands forwards in front of him and clenching his fists. "Torpedo Impact!" The force of the impact sent a tremor through the ground as Kieran staggered slightly. Dust rose slowly from the crater in thick plumes as it slowly settled. The Pro gave a grunt as he slowly struggled to a stand, his fingers broken.
"Gaia, call for a medic! We've got injured!" The Pro yelled.
"O-of course Water Hose," Gaia said, slightly shaken. He reached for his utility belt, attempting to get his radio.
"Water…Hose?" Kieran muttered. His throat was dry. He needed water. Twenty-one-year-old Kota Izumi or rather 'Water Hose' looked at Kieran and smiled.
"Yes?" He asked.
"You're the Number 10 Hero from Japan, aren't you?" Kieran asked. He had heard of Water Hose before. The tragic single child of two deceased Pros who grew up a hard life, but soon rose to become one of Japan's most recognisable Hero's after training under both the Explosion Hero: Ground Zero and the Symbol of Peace himself. It was no wonder he took the tenth spot only after joining the rankings for just over a year. He definitely had the skills, skills which were shown clearly today.
"That's correct" Kota replied, glad that people from the other side of the world seemed to know who he was.
Name: Kota Izumi
Hero Name: Water Hose
Quirk: Hydro Cannon
Kota's quirk allows him to freely release water from any part of his body thanks to a network of tubes that run through his body like veins. The tubes absorb water from Kota's body and then redirect it through his body according to Kota's wishes. This water can then be fired out of his body from his skin via small pores. The water can be fired at any pressure, but Kota must constantly replenish his fluid levels to stay hydrated.
(A.N: Taking some creative liberties with Kota's quirk here since he hasn't shown up much in the manga and has hardly used it)
"Are you ok though?" Kota asked concerned. Kieran was now on both knees and panting heavily whilst sweat dripped from his forehead. There was a rumble and the Nomu then lumbered out of the crater much to the shock of all present. It's looked completely pissed as half of its face had been torn off from the last attack, the flesh pulsing as it tried to regenerate, but could not for some reason. That, and its arm was completely busted too, flopping around as it moved. Kota growled in anger as the Nomu staggered towards him. It was just one Nomu they had said, he wouldn't need backup they had said. "Gaia! Where's the backup?! He roared. This was bad. This was really fucking bad. The remaining Pro's here were currently out of commission, his arms were fucked and the kid they'd been trying to rescue now seemingly couldn't move.
"Backup's on its way! Gaia called as he slammed his palms into the ground, sending a wave of mud surging towards the Nomu. Kota bent his arms and aimed his elbows at the Nomu, firing a stream of water at the creature that pushed him back. Though harder to control than using his hands, firing water out his elbows was the next best thing. Unfortunately, the Nomu sored high into the air using its wings, avoiding the combo attack and charging at straight at Kota. Poor Kota could only brace as he was impacted by the Nomu, being dragged along the ground by the creature several metres before coming to a stop with it resting on top of him. Kota could see the monster's horns glistening in the sun and he knew what was about to unfold. But just before the Nomu could strike it became unbearably warm. No scratch that, Kota felt like he was lying on the surface of the sun as he began to sweat immediately. The Nomu's head was soon overtaken by a stream of fire, incinerating it completely. Kota stared in absolute shock as the Nomu released its grip from him and clutched it's now burning head. It screamed as the flames intensified, growing larger in size. Kota squirmed out from underneath and saw that clutching the back of the Nomu's head was a flaming hand that burned a brilliant orange like the sunset. A hand that belonged to Kieran, who stood there silent and unforgiving. The Nomu screamed as flames licked it's head, piercing it's torn head like a thousand white-hot needles before stopped briefly as the Nomu fell to its knees, it's back towards Kieran.
"Always aim for the head," Kieran said coldly as he touched the Nomu's head once again, this time igniting the entire body. The Nomu's screams of agony echoed through the city block one more as slowly its body was burnt to a crisp. Kieran looked back at Kieran, seeing his eyes, those cold unforgiving red eyes which burned with a hatred brighter than a supernova. It was then that Kota realised who he was, wanting to smack himself for not realising it earlier. The cremation continued on for a short while longer before Kieran removed his hand and the flames were extinguished. The Nomu's body, now a charred, stiff husk, fell to the ground with smoke hissing off it's now fried. The last thing Kieran saw was Kota try and move towards him before the ground came rushing at him and Kieran let the sweet feeling of sleep take over.
Ok then. I really wanted to update one of my other stories, but I decided to get this little idea out of my head because it's been stuck in there for so long. I actually wrote the first half up to Gaia's appearance ages ago and then left it in limbo. The basic concept is MHA + Zombie apocalypse except all the zombies are replaced with Nomu. And I know Nomu don't do anything on their own and only follow orders but let's just pretend they're like zombies in this, where they eat, wander around, and kill anything. Also, if you couldn't tell, this is going to be set in the future of MHA due to the appearance of an aged-up Kota. I like to think that when Kota becomes a hero, he trains under Katsuki since their quirks can be applied in similar ways. In fact, Kota's super move in this chapter is based on Katsuki's Howitzer Impact as they both propel themselves into people using their Quirks, the only difference being Katsuki causes a massive explosion while Kota just hits things.
Speaking of Kota, I am going to be taking creative liberties with his quirk since he's hardly been shown at all in the series and it hasn't been explained at all except for the fact that he creates water. But how though and can he only shoot it from his hands? Also, Kota isn't the only aged up Hero appearing, more will follow suit including one next chapter who will fix poor Kota's fingers. As for the Nomu. I got the idea from watching Endeavour's fight against the Hosu Nomus. I decided to mix the pair of them together and give it a bit of individuality. As a little hint, this Nomu is special compared to others which will be explained in more detail in a later chapter. Another little note, Kieran was originally going to have a completely different quirk called Burst which lets him store and release energy, but the idea was scrapped for this fire quirk.
Anyway, that's about it from me for now. I do hope you all enjoyed the start of this. I'm not really used to writing combat scenes as evident from this chapter and they are a pain to write. But if you did like this chapter, then leave a review why and I'll see you all in the next update!