Looking up to the sky I can see a little bit of light, the smell of rotting food fills my nostrils. Looking towards the ground in front of me I rush and eat it not caring for the state of the food. 'Food.' Followed by drinking brown thing that I know is water. I lie back down as my stomach is now at ease, but it knows we won't get something until tomorrow. Looking to my left arm or what's left of it.
Something tells me, arms aren't like that, they don't end at the forearm. But how do I know that? I honestly don't care but that thing in my head; it yells at me to survive, to keep living. Bracing myself and taking a deep breath. Hoping to the gods to listen. "HELP! ANYONE HELP ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, yelling at the window that barely gives me light. This darkness that surrounds me is all I've had for the last few weeks.
Its been nonstop pain ever since I became four. I keep screaming and screaming until my throat loses its voice. But just as I take a deep breath, my heart goes to my throat as the steps I know and most of all fear are coming closer. Until the door slams open, and the monster comes here, I crawl using my left leg as the other is long gone and back into a wall.
"Stop yelling! It's getting annoying." She stands in front of me. Her bloodthirsty smile is above me. My eyes widen as she holds a saw on her hand.
"No more." I croak out lightly, but my eyes widen as she looks at me with shock.
"You can't order me around!" She punches my face, a nasty bruise forms on my face as my right eye closes. "...For that you lose your entire arm and leg. Remember YOU ARE NOT ABOVE ME!" She yells as the saw comes to my arm I try to fight but as the wind begins to blow she smirks as I freeze in fear.
"Please... don't." I beg as my eyes are filled with tears.
"Sorry." She places her hand on my left cheek. "But not for you, failure." The pain in my face begins to form as the wind turns into a whistle; she places her thumb over my eyebrow and in a swift motion to even pick up. The whistle followed as heat began to sear into my eye. I felt some cold liquid leak out of my face and followed by pain. I began to scream even with my sore throat.
"SHUT UP!" She punched me again. I opened my left eye but nothing; there is nothing, just darkness. 'What?'
"This is your fault, for not developing your quirk. You quirkless little shit." In less than a second I felt how she just took my arm or what was left of it and pulled, making me
yell in pain.
"HELP! PLEASE! ANYONE! I NEED HELP! SOMEONE!" I yelled and something felt off in my voice.
"GODDAMNIT SHUT UP!" As she said that the sound of that familiar whistle sounded in my ears as I felt how the weight lessened from my left side. I screamed as the pain registered itself on my head, but at the last scream left my throat, something broke.
"Now shut up or you die." With that she injected something into me and the pain diminished but not enough as the same dose is not enough. Not anymore, I felt my throat in pain but the pain is just too much. She's there standing over me looking at me.
"Stay there and do try not to die. I don't want to be woken up by you again." She left again, leaving the moonlight shine on my face, but my vision is just too filled with darkness.
'I need to get out.' My head yelled out as my vision went dark.
I don't know how long it took me for me to open my eyes, my left is no longer working as it is completely black, but my right is clear. 'You lost it... but you can get out.' This fog in my head tells me. 'How do I get out?' 'The window.' The sun is rising, I remember hearing about heroes, and I remember hearing people outside.
"HELP!" I yelled out but my throat burned, I usually need 2 days to speak again from it... That monster won't come until she gets bored... 2 days at least. I know that if I
don't get out now. I won't make it.
Crawling towards the window I am trying to find a way to it. My body is a wreck, but I can't let it stop me from surviving. My arm and leg is nothing but when a limb is cut.
'Stumps.' The fog in my head finishes for me, looking around I'm trying to find a way to get out. Grabbing a chair near me, I slowly push it towards the window. Slowly I can get to where the window is, I need more time to get things in place for me to get out.
It took me a day and a half to get everything here into a stack. I decided to sleep a little as I am really tired. But I got woken up by a terrifying sound. The sound of shoes against wood. 'No. She's coming.' 'Run! Survive!' That fog yelled at me.
"Looking down at everything it all ends like this, on top a building and ready to jump." I say aloud as my voice is distorted by the mask that covers my face.
"You've done this long enough you criminal scum." The nameless hero says as I look down at the robbers begin to go at it, turning around I can see the hero in a pathetic heroic pose that made me cringe inwardly.
"Did you practice that with the mirror or do you always like to speak like an idiot?" He charged at me, by muscle memory I unsheathed my sword and lacing it with my quirk I met his strike as his fists seemed covered in metal.
"Give up now!" He yelled as he sent a haymaker at me.
"That's my line." I broke the stalemate by taking a step back and did a high kick that he blocked. Focusing on the wind around me telling me where he's at, a swift circular motion just like in the book and opening a portal behind me and another one a step behind him. I threw a knife at his legs, he took a step back and fell as the sparks of the portal opened in an instant, turning around and pressing the switch in my sword I stabbed my sword in his leg, where the wind told me he was the weakest. He began siciling as he got tazed by the electricity running through him.
"I warned you, you dumbass hero." He kept looking at me, stopping the current from doing any more damage I stopped and modifying my leg as to make more damage by pressing three fingers to my palm two times, making the foot thicker I stomped on his face until my visor HUD showed me he's now unconscious as his breath evened out.
"Now, where was I?" I mumbled as I looked over to the alley from the rooftop I'm standing. It seems the robbers are just about to be done. Preparing my knives I load them up and make sure they have energy to stun them.
With a light step I jump down and using my quirk I stop my descent as a gust of wind is only left of my landing. "Alright, you idiots over there. Just get out and return what you have."
"Look boys, we got a midget hero."
"What does he look like?"
"He has a purple mask with lights in the eyes and mouth. Has a trench-coat that glows purple and a sword strapped in the waist."
"We need to go."
"We can take him." I'm just biding my time.
"Five seconds. Surrender or I will be forced to get in there and stop you myself."
"Dude, its nightshade. We can definitely take him." Three goons walked out, all of them have a mutation quirk. One has a metallic jaw and forehead, another has metal legs and the last one has chainsaw teeth in his leg and arms.
"So we gonna do this the easy way, or the fun way? I want to try a few things mostly, breaking ribs." I say in a sadistic tone.
"I surrender!" The guy with metallic limbs surrendered and began to run.
"Shit, Setsu! But we won't back down! You die tonight vigilante!" The chainsaw guy and the metal jaw ran at me. I back flipped and threw four knives at them two at each all four hit the target and they began to convulse. Grabbing my sword "Spear." I say aloud and changing the shape by that voice command. I threw it at the guy far away running away. I ducked as a hand with chainsaw teeth tried to chop me in half came close. "AHH!" The guy I just stabbed yelled out as he got impaled.
Using my left hand and encasing it and making my fingers sharper I met the chainsaw guy. "Your arm won't be enough, you're dead!" 'Hah! This is plasteel, platinum, titanium and practical nanites.'
"What?!"
"Can't cut through?" I taunted as I took a step forward making the guy take a step back, but he smirked as I turned around and the metal jaw guy was on top of me. Rolling to the side by throwing my body I was able to dodge his attack and taking the basic stance the books said and using my own soul to call out to the energies passing through I called to the energy as sparks were made into my hands.
"We have to run, we got the loot!" One of them recovered.
"You think I'll let you get away?" I said in a menacing tone as the voice modifier did its work making my voice sound a menacing. Both took a step back. "If you are to run, begin now." Multiple voices said as I called for the Images of Icon, making me multiply myself. Each of me holding the Shield of the Vishanti made of the same orange energy.
I heard the whistle and my sword came back to my open hand.
"Run, we have to run. NOW!" Both turned around and began to run away.
"Oh, I love the hunt!" I said as both began to run faster in fright with my clones after them.
"Last night, a robbery was stopped leaving three robbers gravely injured, each having deep cuts, broken ribs, and one holding a fractured leg as medics reported was made by a spear. The hero named Wild, got hospitalized as he got detected with a severe concussion and a deep cut in his leg. While all this points at a fight, the Hero reports that it was The Vigilante under the name of Nightshade who as of right now, has been moved to B rank, to all heroes that meet him, be careful to engage."
"This Vigilante has been seen previously as he attacks both heroes, villains, and thugs. He's been enacting his own justice, multiple heroes have tried to apprehend him, but none have successful and end up in hospitalization due to their injuries. Detectives all over Japan and free lancers have tried to determine gender, age and even quirk. But from the conclusion we've gotten. He has a technology manipulation quirk, as well as some sort of matter altering quirk that can create portals." The conductor closed his statement as the scene behind him changed.
"In other news-" I snickered as I turned off my phone with the radio, and made my way with my crutches to walk to the library. While it's true that I am able to run and jump hell, I can freaking teleport. But I grew to become paranoid, fighting rats for food until I found that weird house near here. The house is called the central Sanctum Sanctorum or something like that.
"Hello, Fuu. How are you? You need help? I can bring you the chair you always use."
"I'm good, thanks." I replied to the kind lady but she gave me stern look. "I think I would appreciate it. I do need to get a way to get over here faster rather than walking. Or you know, skipping." I motioned to my missing leg.
"Young lady, you should not be speaking like that!"
"Sorry, its just a joke." I replied as she brought a chair from behind the desk, and gave it to me.
"Here to do homework?"
"Yes, thanks Miss Kana."
"No problem little missy, anything you want. Just call me up so you don't overexert yourself."
"Right thanks." I made my way as I had now my free hand and reached over to the computers and began to work on the homework for tomorrow I honestly finished in ten minutes and made my way to the other way I could get smarter and after a few uses of credit cards that weren't mine. I was able to pay for my education online. As of right now I'm about to graduate in computer engineering and mechanical engineering and in my spare time I learned about electrical engineering.
I was by all means a prodigy, but according to the government I was nobody from nowhere. I actually paid a lot of (stolen) money for that to be written there. Since I didn't go to a kinder garden nor had a birth certificate; I am a ghost, until I paid a huge amount of money for a guy to hack into the government database and gave me a name and that was it. After my classes finished it was already dark. Making my way out the library and to the train, the people around me that were walking out moved out of the way and someone gave me a seat near the door.
'Good thing about missing limbs is that people make way for you.' I mused to myself as I slowly made my way out.
"Hello young miss, you always travel alone. Are your parents aren't worried about you?" The usual guard who helps me walk down stairs asked as we reach the end of the station and into the busy streets.
"Mom works and dad is nowhere to be found. I think mom is alright with this." Half true, my mother is a murderous psychopath who kills for money, and my father is a jackass of a hero. He has a family a son a month older than me as well as a wife. I felt my hands tense and an urge to hurt someone with my bare hands.
"I'll be going now."
"Be careful young miss."
"Yes, thank you for the help." I replied, after all a ten year old girl returning home by herself, five minutes later I reach the Sanctum and got in, my security is top notch, as I can't let anyone that isn't me inside. Placing my thumb on the scanner and a sensor read my biometrics the door opened.
"Hello J." I say as I made my way in.
"Hello Young Miss. The repairs and improvements have been made, the result is positive. As of right now the prosthetic limbs are working at full capacity."
"Great, these are supposed to work for the kinks when closing my fist and not be able to open it."
"Yes, the kinks and bugs have been fixed for this newer model."
"Great, send it to me." I said as I got to the living room and lied down in the couch. "What would I do with my life? Doesn't matter as long as I find her and she dies, preferably once I'm stronger."
"Miss, according to studies and researches. Human interaction is positive for the health."
"So you want me to talk to someone?"
"My recommendation is that you sign up to a local school."
"Hmmm, no documents have recently been made and I do need a track record when Star Industries does need a viable CEO. J has the last shipment left the warehouse."
"No, the hospital should be receiving the shipment in Three hours, the delivery will depart as soon as the last prosthetic has been produced in approximately ten minutes and delivery will begin in thirty minutes."
"Good. Security?"
"The Endeavor agency has assigned Heroes to secure the cargo to reach the destination."
"Good, then I'll go over to train. He should be waiting for me." I grumbled as I suited up and adjusting my prosthetic leg and arm the nanites began to move and with a click, everything solidified."
"The new adjustments have been made, limbs working at a hundred percent."
"Thanks Jay." I replied as I dressed in simple shorts and a T shirt. Walking to my workshop and grabbing the special tube I set it in my arm in a socket in my bicep where I set up for the power source to be. Kinda like a central reactor, opening and closing my hand thrice and pressing my index and pinky finger in my palm the nanite tube activated and the nanites began to form into a thin layer of cloth that covered my entire body, followed by another layer of cloth that looks like a trenchcoat with a hood that reached to my mid-thigh; lastly nanites formed at the back of my head two lenses came around my eyes and formed a visor with a HUD, the rest of the mask came forward and a nuzzle was made in my mouth and nose followed my forehead being covered and lastly my HUD came alive.
Looking at the mirror in front of me I can see myself, a dark gray mask with a muffle with purple light marking each and every line in the mask making it menacing with the outline of the hood and every pocket as well as my throwing knife holders glowing in dark purple light. "Damn, I look awesome and with this hand it looks even more threatening. What do you think Jay?"
"I believe you look quite menacing. The new adjustment makes the look even more menacing than before. I would like to point out that the mask now contains an air filter in case you face someone with a quirk that can produce gas."
"Nice, then I'll be going." I said as I began to focus on the rooftop where I'm supposed to meet him. Strapping the sword to my hip and getting ready the sparks began to form as I finished the first circle with my hand and with a pull the portal opened. Taking a step forward I am now at the outskirts of Mustafu.
"So you're finally here. Took your damn time brat."
"Not a brat and I'm thirty seconds late old bastard."
"I'm not old! I'm 24."
"Going senile there gramps."
"Fine your lessons today will be extra hard." I felt myself tense up.
"Sorry Stendhal have a little mercy, it was just a joke. You can take jokes you know?"
"Guard up!" He rushed at me with his sword and I could only answer by raising mine and parry, counter and even deliver some of my own. After around four hours of constant training we decided to take a break.
"Damn, kid. You're getting better."
"I know, I practice every day to the point of exhaustion."
"That's good but you need to take care of yourself. Come on, take that mask off." He grumbled as I made my mask roll back and return to my suit leaving my visor only over my eye.
"Here." He offered me a bottle of water.
"Thanks, oh great teacher." I replied as I began to cold drink as the moon is right above us.
"No problem kid." He replied with a smirk.
"You want to ask me something. Spit it out you old goat." He smirked, as I kept looking at the night sky, no star in sight as the pollution an all too clear sign of what was going on.
"You, why do you keep coming? You want revenge, and I can't stand that. It's not heroic, yet you defeat heroes left and right as well as stop crime and villains. I can't understand you."
"Have you ever heard of true vigilantes?" He looks confused.
"Yes, I am one." He claimed as a smile appeared on his face.
"No, the vigilantes who went far above and beyond all while sacrificing themselves. Vigilantes who sacrificed their own relationships, jobs, important dates all in favor of saving someone who was defenseless. But the same people, some didn't care as they had nothing to lose, they had an agenda as well as a way to live but they were good people. I am what you see because I'm at a grey point, I don't care about heroes and what they do, I care about getting her off this life. But I am trying to redeem myself along the way. Ease the suffering of people in despair, I want them to know they're safe the moment they see me, as well as villains to run the moment they see me."
"Hmm, much like the heroes I envision."
"Yes, but I only care for stopping her and if any non-true hero gets in my way. I'll crush him." I raised my left arm and clenched it as I 'grabbed the moon.'
"You are certainly different brat. I also have to say that congratulations I have nothing else to teach you, your knife aim is great as well as your sword fighting skills, you can branch out to pole arms but you need to be more focused on those ones." He said as he stood up.
"Understood." I stood up and with a blast from my arm I made the plastic bottle as it burned and made itself into molten plastic. "Thanks Stendhal." I said as I began to make my way to the edge to start my patrol around this area.
"Kid, it's been a year and a half since we began to train and I've taught you everything I know. If I ever go out of control, be sure to stop me. You're a true hero, even if you don't consider yourself one." He admitted as he turned around.
"Hero? HA! See Stendhal? You know how to tell a joke." I jumped forward into the other rooftop.
"See you around kid." He said as he made his way toward the other end to hunt a villain lair of misplaced hero. 'He'll be fine, and when the time comes. I'll be able to defeat him for good when that happens.' My heart ached but I pushed the feeling down forcefully, no emotion means no attachment, means nothing to lose. 'Focus.' I chanted in my mind as I reached the red light district. Activating the stealth mode making all lights in my suit to turn off allowing me to blend in the shadows.
"Come on, I already paid."
"You paid but it's not enough."
"Listen here you bitch. Give me what I want or else." I landed silently behind them and deactivating stealth.
"Or else what?" I made myself known as both jumped in fright, the scantily clad woman's eyes widened as she began to run but the guy threw her to the ground and began to
run with her purse in hand. "Shit." I sighed and grabbing a knife from my jacket clicking the button at the center activating the stun setting I threw it at his shoulder.
"Ah!" He began to try and scream but failed to as he convulsed due to the electricity running through is body.
"Get your purse and the money he has."
"Thanks Nightshade." The woman said as she grabbed her purse. "You know, for a man like you. Even if you're short I can give you a good time."
"No thanks." She pouted.
"Am I not pretty enough?"
"You are, but I don't need that. I do need something."
"And what would that be?"
"Information on The Wind Killer."
"Well not much I can tell you, but last I heard she left the country after the whole debacle with the Yakusa on Osaka a few days ago."
"Thanks. That does give me a target to go look into... thanks." I reply and using my quirk to boost my jump towards the rooftop. I spent the night hunting for any crime in the area, I stopped three robberies leaving only a few broken ribs and a wrist... and I completely shattered a kneecap since I can't measure the strength of my new right leg.
Oh well. No heroes came my way since the red light district is mostly ignored except during the monthly raid made by the heroes.
"Tsch, I get why Stendhal hates heroes. Well that... and I also hate them. I mean, how they can ignore this entire district... Guess this is why I do what I do." I shrugged as I jumped to another rooftop making my way towards my checkpoint in my patrol. Knowing full well I won't have to fight heroes, they don't come here after all I know from experience.
BAM! NEW SERIES. I've read some ffs here and I haven't found one that gives a serious what if? On vigilantes, note that this OC will be strong, and a complex character with one goal. Revenge, you will see what I mean by complex in the next few chapters.