A girl with short black hair wearing a certain school uniform walked out of a restaurant. Patting her belly and sighing contentedly, she made her way back to her dorms. She was enrolled in a very prestigious school and, as usual, she had lots of homework to do.
Before she could get on her way back home however, a shrill scream broke through her musings. Turning her head to the store across the street, she saw a man dragging a struggling kid into a silver SUV, pulling violently on the poor boy's arm. Her red eyes flashed in rage as she assessed the situation.
A robbery was taking place, and while Judgment was already on the scene along with some civilians and some students, they seemed to be occupied with the two other criminals. Turning her head back towards the robber clad in black, who was now attempting to shove the boy into the car, she ran up to him, blood boiling.
"Let the kid go," she threatened, fists clenched and eyes narrowed.
Startled by the sudden voice, his hold loosened and the boy kicked him in the shin before slipping away towards the safe arms of his mother down the street.
"Ouch!" he jumped and rubbed his leg "Damn brat get back he-"
He was cut off by a sudden blast of intense heat to his face, balding the side of his head and searing off his brows.
Nice and shiny
The thief blinked rapidly, and the mixed expression of realization and terror that came across his face when he saw who had just blasted him almost made her laugh out loud, but she managed to keep herself in check.
Suddenly realizing his place on the food chain, he darted off towards the silver car, where the other two thugs were headed as well, having evaded Judgement for the time being.
Clicking her tongue in annoyance as the vehicle drove away, she sighed.
"Always gotta make things difficult," the brunette muttered to herself while running her hand through her bangs. Stuff like this happened way more frequently than it really had any reason to. "Might as well help 'em out a bit since I'm here..." she said in resignation.
She conjured a flame in her hand and cocked her arm back, throwing the fireball with the accuracy of a professional baseball player towards the vehicle that was now halfway down the block.
The red bullet sped after the car, illuminating the pavement underneath it, and causing the car's silver exterior to shine and warp as it closed in. The flame started off small and compact, but the farther it went, the larger and hotter it got, seemingly absorbing the oxygen in the air around it.
When it finally came into the contact with the SUV, it enveloped the vehicle in a brilliant crimson, melting the car trapped inside it and, miraculously, only singeing the criminals within.
The tires of the car popped due to the intensity of the heat, and the car slowly rolled to a stop. The flame around the car died down to nothing just as quickly as it had come. The car cooled quickly and the air around it was distorted, making those that looked on seem as though they were viewing through a cracked window.
As the criminals tried to get out, they found that their doors and seat belts were melted in place, trapping them inside a makeshift cage.
Dusting off her hands with a smirk, the girl turned around and saw six others staring at her in awe. Well four of them in awe, one of them was amused and the other was simply glaring at her. The two that weren't awestruck she'd recognized by their school uniforms.
The other two looked like students around her age, and the last pair was the boy and his mother.
"Hey kid, are you alright?" She asked while jogging up to the mother-son pair, furrowing her brow in concern.
The boy nodded excitedly, a toothy smile on his face. He unraveled himself from his mothers arms and threw himself at the girl, latching onto her leg.
"Thank you Onee-chan, you were so cool, I wanna be just like you when I grow up! I'm going to get so strong!" The boy exclaimed, looking up at her with admiration in his eyes.
"Yes miss, I don't think I can ever thank you enough for saving my son. Who knows what would have happened had you not been here," said the boys mother, eyes shining with unshed tears.
"Onee-chan, Onee-chan, whats your name?!" the boy questioned, detaching himself from her leg and jumping up and down.
The girl laughed through her nose at his antics, patting his head softly to get him to settle down. "I am Yamashita Hikari, and I was just doing what I thought was right mam,"
She sighed in relief when a Judgement officer came to take a statement from the boy and his mother, and the four others that saw the fight made themselves known.
"Hikari-sama thank you for your help, however, you really should have left it to Judgement, we can't have your actions creating new vigilantes attempting to emulate you in Academy city," chastised Shirai Kuroko lightly, still glaring at Hikari.
She had her tawny hair tied into two long, curly pigtails by a red bow. She was wearing the same Tokiwadai middle school uniform, the only difference in attire being the Judgement armband on her bicep and the black straps on her thighs where she held the metal spikes used to subdue criminals.
"Now Kuroko, don't be so hard on Hikari, without her they may have gotten away." said one smirking Misaka Mikoto, a slightly mocking tone in her voice.
Hikari smiled wryly at the remark, turning her attention to the number 3.
She had short, chestnut hair, with a small clip in it designed to look like two little white flowers. Her eyes were the same shade of brown as her hair.
As if you would've let that happen...
Brown and red eyes connected, both nodding their head in greeting.
"Onee-sama!" Kuroko pouted, bringing Hikari out of her musings.
Misaka simply shrugged at her junior, smirk still in place.
"That was pretty cool," a girl with blue eyes and long black hair with a small, white flower on the left side of her head said while walking up, nodding her approval.
The girl next to her was slightly shorter with short black hair, much like Hikari's own, and golden brown eyes. On her head was a headband made of artificial flowers.
The girl with the ring of flowers on her head simply stared at her with her brow furrowed, as if trying to place her.
"Yea, that was alright I guess, but if she hadn't gotten them I would've easily taken them out myself." Misaka boasted, flipping a coin in the air.
Hikari sent a glare Misaka's way, choosing to ignore her challenge for now.
"Hi, I am Saten Ruiko," said the girl with long black hair "and this is my friend Uiharu Kazari," she motioned to her headband wearing friend, whom still that look on her face.
Hikari turned "I'm Yamashita Hikari, and if you couldn't tell by my outfit, I go to school with Shirai-san" She smirked "and this walking battery," She nodded to Misaka.
"Says the glorified space heater." Misaka murmured angrily.
"I'm sorry, did you say something?" Hikari smiled innocently at the electromaster.
Sparks started to fly around Misaka's forehead.
Hikari leaned slightly closer to her, "Now, now, calm down Misaka-san, you know I'm only kidding," she patted her head condescendingly.
Misaka scowled at her and slapped her hand away, flushing slightly in annoyance. "Wha-" she started.
"Oh!" Uiharus eyebrows shot up in surprise "I didn't recognize you at first, but to think I'd meet two in one day!" She pointed back and forth between Misaka and Hikari, eyes wide and grinning brightly.
Saten raised a single brow and crossed her arms" Two in a day? What do you mean Uiharu?" she questioned the girl who was now bouncing on her feet in excitement.
"Oooooh, Saten-san! Don't you see, this is Tokiwadai's second level 5, the number 4 Pyrokinesist, Yamashita Hikari!" she exclaimed before glancing nervously at Hikari "...you are her right?"
She chuckled while awkwardly rubbing the back of her head "Yup, that's me."
She really just wanted to go home at this point. Her homework wasn't going to do itself, and she wasn't really comfortable with all this attention, seeing as some reporters were starting to arrive.
She glanced to her left and blinked as she saw Kuroko teleport in with the criminals cuffed, their noses touching the pavement. She didn't even notice her leave.
"Well, I guess it does make my job easier." Kuroko mumbled to herself, shooting a glare at Hikari yet again. She took her foot off the criminals back as other Judgement officers came to take them into custody.
Turning her eyes back to the new girls she noticed Saten eyeing her hesitantly. She didn't question it though and just smiled apologetically "While I'd love to get to know you two better, I really gotta go now. Places to be, people to see and all that..." she trailed off awkwardly while walking backwards.
Groaning internally at the thought of all the homework she had to do, she waved at the girls before turning her back to her new acquaintances, certain that this wouldn't be the last she saw of them.