Disclaimer: Boku no Hero Academia belongs to Hirokoshi Kohei.
Author's Note: I am supposed to study for my risk management test tomorrow. Why am I typing this story instead?
Chapter 1: Item Number 4129.
"I am the number one pro hero! I have every right to participate in the bidding!" Endeavour's voice boomed.
"Of course, sir." The woman responded calmly.
"Then, why, pray tell, am I not allowed to participate tonight?" Endeavour asked dangerously.
"According to the Law of Villains Eradication, paragraph 12, section 2, article VIII, no blood relatives must be allowed to participate in the item's bidding. Unfortunately, you, Mr. Todoroki Enji, have a blood relationship with one of our items tonight. Therefore, we cannot allow you an entry to tonight's action. We are simply following the regulation, sir. Please understand."
Enji gritted his teeth. It was foolish of him to think that being the number one pro hero would grant him an exception to the stupid law made by the equally stupid government. Moreover, he couldn't even blame the people that denied him the entry to tonight's action. He knew very well the horrifying consequence of breaking the current law.
But.
He needed a way.
He needed to make amend.
He needed to fix his mistake.
He couldn't fail. He couldn't disappoint. Not again. Never again.
There must be a way. Think. Think.
An idea suddenly hit him. He didn't like it. Not a single bit. But it could work he supposed.
Enji took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Hello~ Hawks, here. Ho- "
"I need a favor." Enji said curtly.
Hawks didn't like the current society. Not a single bit.
True, ever since the Law of Villains Eradication was initiated, the rate of criminality pummeled downward and heroes were able to leisure around. It was his ideal world.
It was his ideal world and it disgusted him.
As of the Law of Villains Eradication, villains were no longer considered humans.
He wanted to puke. It sickened him that his ideal world was created at the cost of another human being. Not like that. He didn't want it like that. He never wanted it like that.
Hawks closed his eyes and rested his head on the wall behind him. The auction will begin soon. When his childhood hero contacted him, he didn't expect the favor that was asked. It didn't make him hesitate though. He went straight from his agency to the auction place. He was a hero above all else, it was his job to save people. He would save anyone that could be saved as long as it was within his power, including him.
Him. Dabi of the League of Villains. Captain of the Vanguard Action Squad. Shigaraki Tomura's second in command. A Murderer. A Villain. Endeavour's oldest son. Touya. Todoroki Touya.
He was one of the few people who knew the truth. He knew of Endeavour's past deed and his current try to make amend. He knew of Dabi's past and his true identity. It made him able to fully understand why that guy held such a high regard to Stain's ideal.
There was a reason why he chose to approach him out of all the people in the league back on his day as a spy.
Not because he was the first League's member that he stumbled upon or anything like that.
But because of his eyes.
Because those eyes were screaming to him for help.
He wished to save that guy back then. He wished to save that guy even now.
So, he would save him without fail this time.
Because Hawks was a hero and Todoroki Touya deserved to be saved.
When they dragged him in to stand on the stage, he barely could.
They constantly drugged him and barely gave him food. The collar on his neck didn't just function as a suppressor for his quirk but it also zapped his energy and ran an electric through his entire body for every five seconds.
His mouth was gagged. His cloth was in tatters. He was covered in grime. He was hurt everywhere, the last beating session was pretty bad. The guards sure had their fun, they probably broke a few bones when he resisted.
His head was pounding. He didn't know it was the effect of drug or the result of his head being smashed more than enough time by the guards.
Maybe it was all the blood that he lost finally caught up to him, who knew.
It took him everything not to collapse on the stage. He could barely see. He could barely hear. The dizziness was getting into him.
There was only resignation in his eyes. He knew what the future held for him in this trash society.
Slavery.
Disguising it under the false pretense of a justified law to deal with villains.
Revolting.
The government fooled no one.
But he couldn't run. Not with the chains holding his arms and legs in place. Not with the collar. Not with the condition he was currently in right now. Not with the law. Not with his current status. Not with the current government and society.
He wondered if death was the better option.
What about Tomura and the rest? Were they still alive? Were they in the same condition as he was?
"… going once, going twice, and sold to bidder number two! Thank you, sir. Please proceed to the gate to receive your property. Next, we have item number…"
Ah. He missed it. He wondered what the person he supposed to call master now looked like.
Well, he would find out soon enough.
Enji received Hawks' message right when he entered his home.
His youngest son was the first one to greet him with a demand. "How was it? Did you get him?"
Fuyumi and Natsuo were not too far behind. They didn't say anything but they anxiously waited for his answer. His wife, Rei, was clasping both of her hands tightly like she was praying.
"No," He answered truthfully. "but a colleague of mine did."
Author's Note: Okay, that's all for now, I guess. Gotta sleep and study in the morning. Wish me luck for the exam, everyone! Thanks! Bye!
