"I wonder what he's doing?" Kirishima leaned over and whispered to Izuku, only to see the man drop to his knees and start wiping his hands over the ground.
"Looks like he lost something?" Izuku whispered back
"Let's help him," the pair said in unison as they walked over to the man.
"Excuse me sir are you all right?" Midoriya asked
"Oh thank heavens! I've been here for half an hour!" the man cried with joy his voice surprisingly high pitched, turning to face Kirishima and Izuku, tapping them both on the chest and shoulders as if he tried to find something in the dark
"What happened?" Kirishima asked, scanning the man for any signs of injury.
"I've lost my sunglasses, I was cleaning them and tripped, throwing my glasses somewhere here. my quirk gives me night vision, but the brighter the light the worse my vision gets"
"what do the sunglasses like?" Kirishima asked.
They're a pair of dark grey sunglasses. Can you both help me?" the man asked his hands wideout as he turned in a circle showing the area, his fingertips lightly brushing off the jackets of Kirishima and Izuku
The man was tall, around 6 feet, with ash blonde hair with deep amber eyes, which were barely shown from his squinted eyes. His frame was tall and lanky, almost skeletal in appearance with his sharp cheekbones and skinny fingers. He wore a black long-sleeved shirt and dark grey jeans with dark brown formal shoes as well as a dark grey cap.
"Sure thing sir, we'll look around for you" Midaoira proclaimed with a smile
"Thank you both" The man stated placing his hands on Kirishimias and Izukus shoulders, lightly sliding his hands down their arms,
"Okay, ill take the left-hand side you take the right Midoriya?" Kirishima asked pointing to his left.
"Sure." Izuku nodded as he and Kirshimia made their way to the two sides of the path and searched, for the glasses.
After ten minutes of searching, Kirishima found the glasses, they were dirty from the fall and lightly scuffed but nothing that would affect their function.
"I've found them!" Kirishima yelled as he jogged over to the man and placed them in his hand
"Thank you." the man said as he bowed in appreciation
"Your very welcome" Izuku and Kirishima stated in uniform as the man placed his glasses
"Before you go, I have to do something to thank you both." the man placed his hand into his pocket to compensate his helpers
"No theirs no need to pay us back." Kirishima raised his arms and tried to wave off the gift, causing the man to pull his hand out from his pocket.
"Well can I at least know your names?" the man asked gesturing to the boys
"Sure, I'm Kirishima, you can call me Red Riot," Kirshimia stated confidently, placing his arm over his chest, his hand on his heart.
And I'm Izuku..." Izuku was stopped mid-sentence when he felt several blows strike his chest, sending him skidding across the ground, his feet digging into the ground
"What the..." Kirishima gaoled as he two felt a flurry of blows his chest sending him flying back.
"You okay Kirishima?" Izukua asked, looking to his friend to see if he had been hurt.
"Why the hell did he attack us? We didn't do anything" Izuku thought, trying to decipher the man's motive.
"I'm fine man. he didn't hit very hard...what about you?"
"What's this guys problem!?" Kirishima told himself not wanting to show his attacker that he was aggravated
"I'm fine, maybe his quirks super-speed?" Izuku states as he checked himself for injuries
"Maybe, but why aren't we in pain? " Kirishima asked as he touched his chest, the blows had felt as if he was being tapped with force but just enough to annoy someone, rather than what you would expect from someone intending to hurt another person.
"Maybe that's a side effect of him hitting so fast. he sacrifices power for speed? Whatever it is We'll find out." Izuku stated, offered a potential answer before activating One for All,
The attacker as this happened straightened up, fixed the creases in his shirt sleeves before removing his sunglasses and placing them in his pocket.
"Now kids I have a job to do, and it involves you Izuku "I wonder what he's doing?" Kirishima leaned over and whispered to Izuku, only to see the man drop to his knees and start wiping his hands over the ground.
"Looks like he lost something?" Izuku whispered back
"Let's help him," the pair said in unison as they walked over to the man.
"Excuse me sir are you all right?" Midoriya asked
"Oh thank heavens! I've been here for half an hour!" the man cried with joy his voice surprisingly high pitched, turning to face Kirishima and Izuku, tapping them both on the chest and shoulders as if he tried to find something in the dark
"What happened?" Kirishima asked, scanning the man for any signs of injury.
"I've lost my sunglasses, I was cleaning them and tripped, throwing my glasses somewhere here. my quirk gives me night vision, but the brighter the light the worse my vision gets"
"what do the sunglasses like?" Kirishima asked.
They're a pair of dark grey sunglasses. Can you both help me?" the man asked his hands wideout as he turned in a circle showing the area, his fingertips lightly brushing off the jackets of Kirishima and Izuku
The man was tall, around 6 feet, with ash blonde hair with deep amber eyes, which were barely shown from his squinted eyes. His frame was tall and lanky, almost skeletal in appearance with his sharp cheekbones and skinny fingers. He wore a black long-sleeved shirt and dark grey jeans with dark brown formal shoes as well as a dark grey cap.
"Sure thing sir, we'll look around for you" Midaoira proclaimed with a smile
"Thank you both" The man stated placing his hands on Kirishimias and Izukus shoulders, lightly sliding his hands down their arms,
"Okay, ill take the left-hand side you take the right Midoriya?" Kirishima asked pointing to his left.
"Sure." Izuku nodded as he and Kirshimia made their way to the two sides of the path and searched, for the glasses.
After ten minutes of searching, Kirishima found the glasses, they were dirty from the fall and lightly scuffed but nothing that would affect their function.
"I've found them!" Kirishima yelled as he jogged over to the man and placed them in his hand
"Thank you." the man said as he bowed in appreciation
"Your very welcome" Izuku and Kirishima stated in uniform as the man placed his glasses
"Before you go, I have to do something to thank you both." the man placed his hand into his pocket to compensate his helpers
"No theirs no need to pay us back." Kirishima raised his arms and tried to wave off the gift, causing the man to pull his hand out from his pocket.
"Well can I at least know your names?" the man asked
"Sure, I'm Kirishima, you can call me Red Riot," Kirshimia stated confidently, placing his arm over his chest his hand on his heart
And I'm Izuku..." Izuku was stopped mid-sentence when he felt several blows strike his chest, sending him skidding across the ground
"What the..." Kirishima gaoled as he two felt a flurry of blows his chest sending him flying back.
"You okay Kirishima?" Izukua asked, looking to his friend to see if he had been hurt
"Why the hell did he attack us? We didn't do anything" Izuku thought
"Yeah, he didn't hit very hard...what about you?"
"What's this guys problem!?"" Kirishima told himself.
"I'm fine, maybe his quirks super-speed?" Izuku states as he checked himself for injuries
"Maybe, but why aren't we in pain?" Kirishima asked as he touched his chest, the blows had felt as if he was being tapped with force but just enough to annoy someone rather than what you would expect from someone intending to hurt another person
"Maybe that's a side effect of him hitting so fast. he sacrifices power for speed? Whatever it is We'll find out."
The man straightened up, fixing the creases in his shirt sleeves before removing his sunglasses and placing them in his pocket,
"Now kids I have a job to do, and It involves you Izuku Midori, so Kirishima, I am giving you a chance to walk away, this does not concern you." the man spoke sternly, pointing to Izuku before moving his gaze and finger toward Kirishima as he spoke.
"I'm not leaving my friend to fight alone. So thanks for the offer but I'm staying." Kirishima fired back
"You've got guts Red Riot, ill give you that but you'll fall all the same."
"Who the hell are you and why are you here!?" Izuku yelled
"I'm here to kill you Izuku, that's it...and you can call me Glass." Glass smiled menacingly his voice as cold as ice and filled with venom.
A short chapter, setting up everything. hope everyone enjoys and ill see you all in the next chapter :)