One-Punch Man is a Japanese action, Superhero, parody manga created by a manga artist called "ONE" ...I'm a sad one because this one is not ONE. Gah.
Author's Note - Yes. My sentences are a mess! But let me just leave it like this for now. I'll eventually get to it later. xDxD
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Prologue-ie upload
"So Whatever Happened to that One Hero?"
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It had been another busy day. It was a little after 10 o'clock at night when Mumen Rider, the C-Class Rank 1 Hero, decided to end his patrol.
From sunrise to sunset, rain or shine, daylight hours were busy times for him.
Whether if anyone actually needed saving or not, every morning he was out of the house before sunlight and wouldn't be back until hours after the sun disappeared.
No crime, big or small, a greater evil or a lesser evil, were to be overlooked. His activities during the day were mostly spent doing his C-class hero jobs: Stopping smaller crimes, righting all the wrongs that needed to be righted (because no matter how small the matter, wrong was still wrong), and-or helpfully fix the dilemmas of the citizens Mumen knew he could helpably help with.
Like, he once helped a kid with her homework.
Getting pets down from high trees was also a thang he did often for people. The biggest animal he had to help out of a tree was a grown brown bear.
Poor bear, it must have hecka hurt falling on a bony bike riding hero...
Oh. Yeah, yeah. Ahem. The poor bike riding hero, too.
In Z-City, most people were home and locking their doors before sunset, so rarely anyone - at least the ones out on the streets anyway - would need saving at night.
There was nothing he hated more than the thought of someone out there now, a victim of crime- going through an injustice, waiting for a moment they could safely (or riskily) call the police. He hated how someone almost always had to get hurt first before the police or hero got to them on time. When the police would reach them, most often the crime was already done, the victim now scarred. Physically and emotionally.
When nobody needed help with anything or had no need of being saved, he was reporting stuff like cars parking in a "No Parking" area. He was also stopping vandalism or fixing some of the damage himself if he was able to. Like washing off or painting over graffiti. Usually around 10:00pm, he was picking up trash he would find on the ground around the neighborhood.
Etcetera.
Etcetera.
If he had X-ray Vision and Super Hearing and Empathy and maybe teleporting powers, ah, License-less Rider would no doubt not step foot to the direction of his home- Not until he was exhausted and did all that he was physically able to.
He would be able to feel when an innocent was feeling terrified, trapped, or hurt. He could save people being attacked in their own homes. If he had Super Hearing, he could save those that were kidnapped and locked some place, calling for help. He would prevent accidents if he could. This Hero would call 911 for the ones injured. Like one who was maybe having a heart attack because no one was around to call the ambulance for them.
E T C.
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Standing in front of his house, the most popular C-Class Hero of The Hero Association was suddenly hit with a deep gut instinct of something dark, danger, and doom coming. Just a something. Whatever that something was. He felt it was something that was about to happen.
Or maybe it was a something that was already there?
Something.
And it didn't help that the gut feeling might have been a smidge too deep and out of the blue, because the C Class top ranking crime stopper didn't think much of the hunch and pretty much downright ignored the feeling- Well. He hadn't meant to ignore the notion. The man's thinky noodle was a little slow. His being hadn't comprehend yet the "something" he was feeling.
Maybe if only the dude had actually paused for a moment when the sudden funny sense struck and had not opened the door right away.
If only he hadn't gone home so soon.
Maybe if he had turned tail when he instinctively felt the "something" wrong.
Maybe be anywhere but home that night.
If only the guy from the Superhero Society had stopped and let his head caught up with the ill-boding and done-for sneaking suspicion in his bones..
...then the hard luck that happened to him wouldn't have happened to him. Or no, what happened to him was unavoidable. But it probably could have at least been delayed, the inevitable made just a teeny bit more evitablerer if he hadn't made light of the ominous feels he was feeling at the moment.
If only it wasn't Community Clean Up Day.
The single main reason he was even home at 10 and not out starting his trash throwing was because earlier that day was when people got together and started helping each other clear up the garbage they see on sidewalks, lawns, parking lots, and parks..
Everything happened so fast.
The first thing License-less Rider saw as soon as he opened the door to his place was his rice cooker flying right at him from the other side of the little hallway.
That was also the last thing he saw before pain exploded in his face and everything went black.
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Four months later and the first ranker of C Class heroes was now utterly forgotten. Everyone had moved on from guessing what had happened to him.
During that time he was gone, people who knew and were fans of the bicyclist hero were worried, wondering where he was. His home was found completely emptied out and there was no word of where he was or what happened to make him abandon his old place.
While some thought the hardworking Hero of Justice was (finally) getting his long deserved long vacation break, others a bit more gossipic minded seemed to have the wrong idea that he simply got tired of being a Hero and decided to move away.
Those people were wrong. His fans were very sure of it. No way would he stop being a Hero.
He would always, forever be a Hero. Even when he knows there was no chance of him winning a fight, he would risk his life for innocents.
No questions and without hesitation.
But just because he had fans who strongly supported him and never once stopped believing in him, doesn't mean he was the only Hero they would talk about all the time.
Those people had other Superheroes they were fans of. Stronger, upper class, higher ranking Heroes with a bigger fan base, too.
People talked about them.
The longer he was gone meant the longer more crime and chaos happened with him not around to help save the day. And with him not around, his name wouldn't be coming out of people's lips when they would be having their daily conversations about news and recent disaster events.
When not busy worrying about their own everyday life problems, people were worrying about their safety and their lives that those events could have ruined.
As the number of days of his disappearance kept adding up, a couple of the top C Class heroes were able to finally move up in rank. The two, who were second and third ranked, have even moved up to the lowest ranks in B Class.
People talked about them.
Who really knew what's up with the top rankers of each Class? Because like level A and B's number one rankers, Handsomely Masked Sweet Mask and Miss Blizzard of Hell, License-less Rider refused to leave his spot as the First, preventing any other Hero ranking below him from ever reaching the top, letting them have the choice and chance to advance to the next Class.
Only the Caped Baldy was able to do that when he saved License-less Rider and the people of J City from the Sea King. Other than that, no one else had been able to surpass Rider in rank, proving how determined and passionate and great Rider was at this Hero business after all. Since he was only an ordinary dude with no special powers.
But people eventually stopped talking about him. He'd been gone for months.
Every week, more and more men and women became registered Heroes in the National Super Hero Registry.
People talked about them.
Everyday, there were demons crawling out of whatever, wherever it was they crawled out of.
People thought about those.
With all these things going on, even his fans had no room to keep him in their thoughts.
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Four months later, he was, eh, not-so-back to a world he was so not remembered.
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Not sure how the next chapter will go.
Hope you'll continue to keep reading this and like it.
Thank You a whole lot of bunches for reading!
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1. Guess where do you think this bike-riding Hero has been?
2. Who should I talk about in the next chapter?
[x] Saitama?
[x] Bang?
[x] License-less Rider again?
[x] Fubuki?
[x] King?
[x] Tatsumaki?
[x] an Original Character?
[x] a Superhero character from another fandom?
Please, let me know in a review, please!