"So are you ready to start walking with me?" the girl said with a smile.
Out of all the people, all the heroes they could have escort him in this huge ass city, they let the one he just fought about two days ago. "Ummmm... Midnight was it?" he asked vaguely remembering her name.
"Correct! But you can call me by my real name Nemuri Kayama if you would like. Now come with me. I'll show you the route." Midnight said.
The two strolled down for a few blocks in complete silence before Midnight decided to try and socialize.
"Why don't you go ahead and remove that thing of yours. I would love to see the man underneath it."
Rex looked at her through his blue painted helmet. "With all do respect, I don't think it's a very good idea."
Midnight's eyes widened in disbelief. "Excuse me what?"
"It's not anything personal against you. I just don't want to be seen without the helmet on." the captain explained.
"Quite annoying but also very mysterious." she grinned. "Can you at least throw me a name."
"Call me Rex."
"Alright Rex, tell me about your personality." Midnight said.
"Oh sure, I spent my whole life praying to a higher god that the artillery shell doesn't land on me. I also desensitized myself from everything when I kill droids." Rex thought sarcastically. "I really can't say to be honest." he said aloud.
"Oh come on Rexy everyone has a personality. Wanna here my mine?" she said.
Rex sighed a little annoyed by the conversation now. "Go ahead."
"I would say I'm a relatively happy person with only a few things that get on my nerves. I think highly of my physical features which I know is vain but the time and effort perfecting this hair should not be left unsaid."
Rex asked a question only now remembering the word, "What's your quirk?"
"Well I'm sure you saw it last time we met but my quirk is a pink gas that can knock out anyone in a certain radius of me when activated. It works better on men." she grinned.
The two walked down a street with many people staring at them. Some came up and grabbed autographs from the sexy demon. The few that had the courage to ask Rex for anything were kindly denied by the captain.
"Not much for giving out signatures are you?"
"Just doing my job." he responded.
Okay... actually I have a good question for you. What is your quirk? Did you use something to predict my whip throw?" Midnight said asking in a smooth talking manner.
"We'll my friends you saw have telekinesis while I am quirkless." he lied.
"No way! A quirkless hero. I don't think I've met one before." she said in shock. "How did you get a hero license?"
"Let's just say I worked hard to get where I am today." Rex said now starting to worry. Midnight was asking way to many questions for him to be comfortable with. He needed to steer the conversation. "I heard you were a teacher. Tell me about that."
"Glad you asked Rexy. I teach modern hero art history for most of the time their. When that class isn't in session I usually help students on the training grounds." Midnight explained. "I heard you would be helping them soon too."
"Yes. Tommorow I'll be at the school teaching the students battlefield safety." the captain said.
"That's a strange exercise we normally wouldn't do at the school." she said eyeing the bizarre man's armor again. Now she had to ask him the question. "Are you a soldier in the United States military? If so I think you became a little more cuter to me."
"No!" Rex said a little to defensively. Years of training and fighting for the Republic only to be called cute by some purple haired chick kind of offended his pride. "This is just the suit I wear."
"Sorry general." the woman jokingly said. "I didn't mean to upset you. You're just so cute in a weird way." Midnight said.
"What do you mean?" Rex asked.
"Well, I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed but you seem disconnected to this conversation. Are you sure there's something you're not telling me?" she smirked.
Rex had met just a few women in his life. Ahsoka, Padme, jedi, senators, and various others on certain planets they traveled to. To be honest right now, this one was starting to become his least favorite. "I'm telling you the truth. Seattle has a pretty low crime rate by comparison to other cities in America, so not to many dangerous villians are their. With hard work and training I can do what you do."
"Don't worry you don't need to prove anything to me ever since our moment in front of the school. Speaking of which if you want to get on top of me again, I promise not to budge." Midnight said licking her lips.
The statement made the clone stop his walk down the street and rewind the sentences in his head. "I didn't exactly catch that. Can you repeat?"
Midnight smiled a devilish grin. She placed a finger on his chest armor, "Oh I know you heard me. How about you take me on a date so I can see that pretty face of yours and get to know who "Rex" is."
The clone backed his steps into a wall to create distance between him and the lady. The truth is that Rex knew nothing about women. Except for a handful of men stationed in cities across the galaxy, clones did not have romantic relationships. All he knew was that regular girls like makeup, clothing, and...
"What do you say Rexy?" Midnight said interrupting his train of thought.
"I'm going to have to say no. Dating is not my thing." Rex answered.
Midnight was flabbergasted. Never in her life has she been turned down for a date. Midnight, the R-rated hero, the one men would murder to be with, had just been denied. But she really was drawn in by this mystery man, she couldn't give up now. "Really, playing hard to get are you? How about you stop it now because I'll get my way eventually after all."
"Sorry Midnight. I appreciate the offer, but my answer is still no." Rex smiled awkwardly.
"Alright." Midnight said in a voice almost to calm for comfort. "Perhaps we should finish our walk." And with that they kept on patrolling the streets.
(X)
"Red or blue?" Dogma asked to himself holding suits up to himself inside the dressing room. Naomasa had suggested the clones buy at least one at the mall to be prepared for any fancy event. Being a clone very loyal to orders as he was, it was the first thing he went shopping for. Shopping. That word still felt foreign and uncomfortable to him. Now Dogma did any order given to him by the book, but he never thought looking at and buying clothes was something he would be told to do.
"I guess blue looks better." he mumbled to himself leaving the room after trying on the two. Outside the area was an employee in the suit department ready to assist him.
"I'm sure you found everything positively great?" he said.
"Yes." Dogma said in a somewhat confident manner. To say the least, being talked to like a regular person and not a soldier was quite satisfying.
The employee grabbed the plain blue suit from him. "We'll work on getting the measurements to your size and have it to you at the given address by tonight. Let's ring you up."
"Sounds fantastic." he said.
Afterwards, the clone left the store and sat on a bench facing a catwalk when a ringing sounded off. Looking down towards his phone was a contact that read Kix.
"Hello." Dogma said.
"Hey I'm calling to make sure that you got clothes." the medic said.
"Doing that right now."
"Great. Also one more thing." Kix said.
"I'm listening." Dogma answered.
"How are we getting back? I'm honestly freaking out right now not knowing what to think and I need answers." Kix vented.
Dogma slumped back into the bench. "Why call me?" Dogma asked.
"Because I know you won't sugarcoat it like the jedi would. Now, can you be honest?"
The truth was that Dogma hadn't thought much of the getting back process. If anything rebuilding or building a new ship would be the easy part. What were they going to do after, jump into another black hole?
"Kix, I trust the jedi with my life and yours fully. If they say we can get home were getting home. For now, just try to enjoy yourself. We're in a very different and interesting world after all."
"That leads into a whole other problem. These people have powers Dogma. Powers! Doesn't that make you a little uncomfortable?"
Dogma lightly laughed. "I get what you mean. By comparison were probably weaklings to the... I think it was eighty percent population with powers, but we have one thing hanging over them. We're ARC troopers and..." the clone trailed off looking down at the bottom floor of the mall.
Near a water fountain, a man with a black hoodie sitting stroked an object in his pocket. From his body language, the guy seemed nervous as his left foot was shaking rapidly.
"Hey Kix, I'll call you back in a second." he spoke into the cellphone.
"What? Is their a problem at the ma-" CLICK
"What's wrong with this guy?" Dogma thought.
The man continued to sit there seemingly tense and skittish. Definitely a sketchy person to the trained eye. Suddenly, the slender figure got up and started walking with fast strides towards a store nearby selling televisions. His left hand was still stroking his pocket almost like he was readying himself to grab an object rapidly.
"What is with us getting into the middle of trouble lately?" Dogma groaned. By now it was obvious the hooded figure was attempting to rob the tv store either to clean the register or steal a flatscreen to watch the playoff soccer game that night.
Dogma started scrambling desperately trying to find a way to get to the first floor quickly. The elevator and stairs would take to long. What about jumping. No, the fall would most likely fracture a leg, not stop a crime in progress. Frantically, the clone looked for anything that could assist him.
About one hundred yards to the left of him on the ground of the first floor was a bounce house. "Oh how the grand army has fallen." Dogma thought before sprinting.
When he got to the area above the bounce house, the clone leaped over the railing and let gravity takeover. With a loud noise Dogma landed causing the bounce house to collapse on top.
The clone was shaken up by the drop but still determined as always. He looked up seeing the robber walk into the store now showing off his glock for all to see. Dogma rolled off the nylon castle to have several children stare at him like he was an alien. They weren't wrong though.
"Sorry kids important business." he said.
By now black hoodie man was in the store pointing his gun at the register clerk. Dogma had to think fast and quick. He didn't have his blaster on him in fear of being compromised by someone. That also included his smoke bombs and other tools.
Sitting atop one of the benches, a small boy licked ice cream while balancing his feet on a skateboard. "It will have to do." thought Dogma running over to the kid.
"HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!" the kid shouted while some strange bald man with a triangle tattoo on his face stole his skateboard quite literally right out from under his feet.
"DON'T WORRY, I WILL!" the clone shouted back.
Dogma knew he couldn't ride a skateboard but he could certainly hurt someone with it. It was heavy enough that being smacked by it could make a person rethink their life choices. That's at least what Dogma was projected.
The store clerk was almost done filling a bag of money for hoodie man when the clone ran in the front entrance. He had one shot.
The board flew out of his hand spinning like a ninja star. The crook was still unaware of the "hero's" presence or the object flying towards its target.
The skateboard smacked against hoodie man making him cry out in a painful, "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!"
Discombobulated and bleeding from the back of his head, it was a miracle the man was still standing. He turned around and learned his back on the desk pointing the gun towards the attacker. Sadly for him, his vision was to blurred to see anything. Dogma slapped the gun across the room rendering the opponent unarmed. He then pulled the hoodie over his head and uppercut the man sending him flying onto the counter. A one punch knockout.
"Thank you sir! You have saved me a lot of money and time." the clerk said gratefully.
"Don't mention it." Dogma said not even glancing to look at the store clerk. Because of the adrenaline rush washing away, he realized the ramification he just created. A crowd approached to back up his theory.
"Wow that was awesome! You didn't even use a quirk!"
"That was a creative take down I would say."
"Who are you?"
The cops were going to arrive soon. "Gotta go bye!" Dogma said to his audience.
He then picked up the skateboard and blasted off out the door. The clone spotted the child from earlier and handed his possession back before sprinting again.
"Thanks dude! That was really cool what you just did!" the boys complements echoed through the mall before the clone was far enough to where he couldn't hear. Outside, Dogma's running marathon continued as he tried to get as far away from the scene as humanely possible. Nobody could track him or know who he is if the escape was fast enough. But the encounter still left one massive problem.
"I thought Hardcase would be the one to bring attention to our identity. Dammit!" he thought. "Guess were going to have to act like heroes and wear our suits out in public so they can't trace our faces."
(X)
Hours earlier
"Okay class! Today some of you did better than others when it came to this new test, but there are plenty of months of mental and physical training to be done before the licensing exam! So stay smart and be ready to go beyond plus ultra!" All Might shouted before feeling the familiar taste of blood in his mouth.
"Excuse me while I take off!" he said darting out of the control room.
Mr. Aizawa cleared his throat directing everyone's attention toward the embodiment of insomnia. "Go down to the locker rooms, shower, change clothes, and head down to lunch. Leave the suitcases with your hero gear in the locker rooms. I'll get someone to grab them. Now please leave my sight, I'm going to take a nap." And with that, the teacher wrapped himself like a cocoon with his yellow sleeping bag and dosed off on the floor.
Walking out into the hall, Ahsoka kept pace to the right of Momo.
"Does he always do that?" she asked.
"Yeah but you'll get used to it." the spiky haired girl answered.
Inside the boys locker room, the guys started talking about the new girl.
"Yeah, Ahsoka moved so quickly and agile like she had done this a billion times before. And that telekinesis quirk was one of the best things I've ever seen!" Denki explained excitedly.
"Don't worry Kaminari, we saw everything too." Rikidou Satou said with traces of irk in his voice. Admittedly, he was by all means impressed by Ahsoka's display in battle, but Denki would not shut up about it. Plus, it was a single four minute battle. Let's see what else she's capable of before calling her the second coming of Christ.
"Okay she's good at fighting, but what about planning?" Sero said elbowing Tenya softly in the rib. Luckily, he understood the hint.
"Actually, not to pat myself on the back or anything, but I came up with the plan myself. Though, Ahsoka made sure to keep us all from having pre-battle jitters, right Denki?" Iida said smiling towards the electric blonde.
"Hey! I was not scared, just concerned for our safety!" the boy yelled embarrassed.
"I'm just praying she has a thing for short guys. Those perfect orange thighs probably feel like hot and fresh flour tortillas straight off a stovetop." Mineta said seemingly crying a little.
"Could you not?" Tokoyami said slapping the grape boy on the back of his squishy head. Over the first week of school that boy was starting to get on his nerves.
Kirishima looked towards Bakugou standing in front of his locker with an angry scowl on his face. A vain on his neck was so swollen with frustration from the effort of his team earlier. Team B had claimed victorious but only four out of the seven were left standing. Mina had gotten cocky after taking down several and overextended ground leading to her inevitable demise. Tsuyu was shot out of the sky after flinging a surrounded Sero to safety. And the last of the failures was Deku, Kachans arch nemesis (at least to him) was of course taken down first after holding off on using his quirk. "Absolutely Useless!" he thought. Thankfully, mostly to the credit of his explosion quirk, they won.
The red haired boy wanted to be friendly towards Bakugou accepting the challenge to bring him out of his shell. His spiky, angry, metal, and probably flammable shell. "What's your take on Ahsoka Bakugou?"
The boy huffed, "the same as earlier. She's a one trick pony who you guys are over praising. After all I did take out more robots than her in the end." Bakugou scoffed.
Denki started laughing before sticking his fingers out."First off, you took out twenty-five while she destroyed twenty four. Not a big difference if you ask me. Second, you looked to be trying a lot harder by the way you were sweating."
"That's how my quirk works you moron!" Bakugou shouted.
Denki shrugged and continued his speech. "Last but not least, your explosions are way better for an exercise like this than hers, and you still barely beat her."
"Shut up you asshole!" Bakugou loudly shouted. He was now beyond irritated and annoyed by the electrical moron.
Young Midoriya meanwhile was banging his head lightly against his locker.
"I failed... *dink* I lost... *dink* I have no one to blame but myself." He didn't use his power when his team needed him and he failed. All Might was probably extremely disappointed in him. Would he take away his power seeing the boy as unfit to carry on the legacy of one for all? "No, I can't become quirkless again! I just need to train harder!" he whispered to himself while a tear ran down his left cheek.
The girls locker room was filled with a lot less drama. Everyone was busy giving themselves a proper introduction to Ahsoka.
The jedi was very intrigued by the different quirks each female possessed. The one that shocked her the most was Kyoka Jirou and her earphone jacks. It was out of the realm of possibility something like this could happen in her universe, but to these people it was like seeing a bird on a tree branch, not unusual.
"So what do you like about this school the most so far?" Uraraka asked.
"Well... I'm no-not entirely sure yet, but I do like my clas-classmates so far." she said with a noticeable stutter. The padawan had a somewhat hard time talking to girls her own age when it didn't involve warfare. Ahsoka of course grew up in the Jedi Temple with the other younglings, but it was different to say the least. They were all exposed to the same lessons and teachings after all. These girls on the other hand were not raised like soldiers, but as regular people, a type of person Ahsoka never got to be around before now.
"Aaaaahhhhh, your so sweet!" Mina said. "Let's sit together at lunch when the bell rings."
"Sounds great." she replied speaking more clearly and less nervously.
"By the way, I still am not sure how your powers work exactly. Could you explain?" Tsuyu said.
"My quirk allows me to move objects with the power of brain waves. I can lift anything as long as I preceive it possible."
This explanation was again, sprinkled with lies. The force is way more complicated than telekinesis. The energy of the force binds the galaxy together and gives a jedi or sith their power. It can not be created nor destroyed just like matter. A force user can do anything he or she wants with it with enough focus and determination, but they couldn't know that for obvious reasons.
"Those that mean you could lift something as heavy as a building?" Toru asked.
"Yes but it would be extremely difficult to accomplish." she replied.
"Hmm, that's honestly an awesome quirk. Definitely cooler than mine." Jirou said fiddling with her earphone jacks.
"No way. I would rather have a piece of technology hanging off my ears." Ahsoka said.
Just then a bell went off alerting both locker rooms it was time to eat. They could ponder their success and failures over a bowl of rice.
"You coming Ahsoka." Momo said holding the exit door.
"I'll meet you in there, just need to use the restroom." Ahsoka responded.
"All right." Momo said back before leaving.
The padawan was now alone in the room. Time to make her move. She walked over to her suitcase opening the contents. Her battlewear was neatly folded wit her lightsabers lying on top. There was no way she was going to leave them overnight at the school ever. A lightsaber was a jedi's most important physical procession. Without it could make life a lot harder.
Ahsoka slid the blades into the inside pocket of her school uniform and made her way to the cafeteria.
"Not bad for a first day so far." she smiled to herself walking down the hallway.
(X)
"Captured by security cameras clearly shows a man with a triangular face tattoo, possibly pacific island desent, chucking a skateboard at the robber holding the clerk at gunpoint. The odd attack saved the storekeeper's life and made the owner of the skateboard very happy." The camera then cut to the same small boy Dogma borrowed the board from.
"I'm never going to get rid of this thing. That was freaking epic!" the exited child shouted into the microphone.
The camera then cut back to the reporter speaking in a more serious tone, "The hero of the day ran off before he could be identified. But if you happen to see this man it is best to contact authorities. A person who runs off in an event like this is problematic." the reporter said before seemingly reading the teleprompters next story. In other news today the pro hero Kamui Woods has checked out of the hospital after suffering a defeat on-" Rex muted the television.
"Dang." he muffled to himself.
Dogma stood up from the couch in the clone livingroom, "Sir I take full responsibility for this and will-"
"I'm not blaming you for anything Dogma." Rex interrupted. "Anyone of us would have done the same."
"Yeah, you still stopped that knucklehead, isn't that what matters." Fives added.
Dogma placed his hands over his bald head, "Was it worth it though? A clerk kept a few hundred in register cash with the tradeoff not being able to walk in public without a helmet or armor on. Damn! What was I thinking?"
"You were thinking only of doing the right thing like a good soldier! Not every decision made will end with a good or bad conclusion like the training on Kamino, some will have a little bit of both." Rex said.
"Hmmm... I guess you're right captain." Dogma responded with a tiny smile. It really wasn't hard to convince the clone. He was always one to agree with higher ranked officials."
"But if you want a punishment why don't you make us our dinner? There's a recipe book on how to make spaghetti next to the stove. Go ahead." Rex said.
"You know what, I think I will. Dogma said. "I did want to learn how to make things in this world."
"Great, why don't you do my laundry while your at it?" Hardcase laughed.
"By the way Rex, what's on the agenda for tomorrow?" Jesse asked.
"We're splitting in half." Rex started explaining. "Kix, Jesse, Hardcase, and I will be at the school. Fives. Echo, Tup, and Dogma will be on patrol. I'll give you guys a map on streets I deemed sketchy to possible crime."
"Fifteen rotations ago we were battling Greviouse's fleet, now were glorified poilce officers." Tup sighed. "What has our lives come to?
"Do you have a problem with that?" Echo fired back.
"Yes. For all we know something major has happened in the war and were not their to help stop it." he said.
"Quit whining. The Republic can live without some clones and a few jedi for a bit." Fives said.
"We'll be back home Tup. This world isn't exactly underdeveloped to where they can't help. It's just going to take time." Jesse said.
Tup was still not pleased with the answers. He felt guilty knowing the war was still raging and he wasn't their to fight along side his brothers. But he knew it was better to let it go than argue. "Alright."
(X)
Naomasa's office was still lively as ever at midnight. Yagi accompanied his friend in his search for the missing criminals.
"A good amount of the citie's wanted criminals haven't struck in days, some even weeks. What has changed them?" Naomasa said. He was desperate to find any lead but was unable to.
"Are they scared of some sort of threat?" Yagi said throwing out his suggestion.
"Doubt it. What could be a greater threat than you?" Naomasa replied.
"Well then I think your idea from a few days ago was the most logical. They have to be trying to hit something, but what?" Yagi said.
"Whatever it is, it's going to be huge and with our luck a PR disaster." Naomasa said. "I'm going to see if I can convince the police force to double up on guards at City Hall and any other political building."
Yagi nodded his head and took a sip of coffee. "Also I'm sure you heard what happened to that clone Dogma?"
"Way ahead of you. I shredded Rex's mugshot and deleted it from the database. As far as I know, only a few other people saw his face but its not like they were going to remember. They can take up to two hundred a day." Naomasa said.
The two sat in silence staring at the nightlife of Musutafu through a window. Loving couples held hands while teenagers huddled in groups filled the dark sidewalks. It brought joy to both men that the citizens, for the most part, were safe from major harm.
Naomasa broke the silence, "You think they can help us?"
"What?"
"The aliens who use that force thing. They were explaining how it can sometimes see the future. Maybe they can solve our case for us." the detective said.
Yagi put his hand on his chin. "I'll talk to them tommorow. For now lets, sleep so we can be refreshed. You definitely need it."
Naomasa smiled, "Did the Symbol of Peace tell me it's nap time?"
Yagi suddenly changed into his buff form. "Of course I did! I can see the bags under your eyes. Now go see yourself to a bedroom."
"Hate to admit your right." the detective said putting on his coat and walking out of his office. The two made it the doorway before splitting up. "Goodnight boy scout."
"Goodnight insomniac" All Might joked back.
(X)
Sorry it took awhile to update. 50% of it was school and other stuff getting in the way. The other 50% percent was admittedly me being a little distracted by R6S. Hopefully during the summer i will have more time to write. Anyways let me respond to a few comments.
MrMasterplan- I appreciate you leaving comments everytime I update. Thank you!
captaindickscratcher- I was going to put C3P0 with the group but i already felt like i would have to many characters. Plus, to me he's kind of annoying.
JCVD- I'll definitely try not to make a generic story. I have plans for these guys.
For the rest of y'all asking me if I'm putting certain things in the story, I'm not going to say.
See ya guys sooner next time hopefully.