Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from My Hero Academia.

Chapter One

"Once a upon a time there was a beautiful princess that lived in a grand castle. Whose only wish was to go out and see the world beyond the stone walls that surrounded her every turn. See the blue yonder sky beyond the small window of her bedroom or

lesson room. Enjoy the great outdoors and embrace the freedom that she was restricted from within her confines. However, the only way she was ever going to achieve that was for a moment when her future husband came to get her and cart her off to another castle surround by high stone walls. Where she would serve him and stand beside him as his queen.

Sighing deeply as she looked out into the dark starry night with the moon hanging high as a pendent. The princess wished once again on a falling star that shot across the night sky for her freedom. A freedom that was beyond her reach or so she thought. She turned back to her luxurious room and walked a few paces towards her bed when the pink curtains draped across her window fluttered to the invisible wind that gushed through. Turning to see what was going on, she found a man dressed in black standing before her window starring at her with black piercing hues. His pale skin a contrast with his dark long wavy hair.

'A princess, who wishes to see the world beyond her home. What a splendor.' He smiled and she noticed his pearly whites glisten against the fire lights reflection.

An ominous feeling entering her being as his voice rang a deep melody that called out to her and pulled her towards him. However, her will strong prevented her feet from moving forward and towards the tall male. 'Who are you?' Her voice a small fearful whisper. 'How did you get in here?'

'Hmm,' he studied her and was amazed that she had yet to scream and sound the alarm that he was there. But even if she tried to scream, he wouldn't allow her to get a squeak out. He concluded that she was either brave or very stupid. 'Your Savior,' he answered after a pause.

Savior, what Savior? He took a step towards her, she fell backwards away from his advances. Her room was in a high tower, impossible for human access without the guards keeping watch noticing a person scaling the tower walls. If her guess was right and her fear a warning, she was standing before a real-life vampire. Whose form could change and become a bat that could fly into her room unnoticed and seen. 'Stop.'

'Or,' he inquired curious of her sudden bewilderment.

'I'll scream and get the guards,' she boldly stated.

'Why, if all I am here for is to honor your request and give you your freedom.'

His smile became monstrous as he revealed his true form. His face becoming hard and when he bared his teeth once again, she noticed two sharp long fangs. Her eyes widen at his advance and her mouth opened wide so that she could scream in warning for someone to rescue her, but no sound came out. 'Sorry, Princess, but I can't have anyone interrupting us.'

The Princess turned to flee, yet her feet were glued to the ground and no matter how she forced her body to obligate, it wouldn't listen. The creature before her advanced closer and reached out with his long arms and hands to grab a hold of her small frame. 'Such a beautiful and delectable meal you are,' he reached up with one hand to remove the curtain of dark silken hair that covered her pale slender neck.

Her body shook as he brought this face close to her neck and she felt his warm breath brush against her skin, sending goosebumps up her arms and a shiver down her spine. An impending doom looming before her as she felt him a hairs breath away from sinking his fangs into her neck. 'Thank you for the meal,' his lips brushed against her neck before..."

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The short story book that the seven-year-old was reading, beyond her years, was ripped from her grasp. The small girl with dark black hair lifted her dark brown gaze up to the perpetrator of her stolen book. Standing before her was a blonde with tanned skin and blood red eyes scanning the contents of her book. 'Katsuki, give me my book back,' she ordered him as she reach out for it, but he pulled back and her desk prevented her from reaching out any further.

He closed the book and held it away from her grasp. 'You shouldn't be reading such stupid stories,' he stated in an all-knowing matter. 'Vampires are nothing but walking corpses. They are a plaguing fantasy that has been overly romanticized and glamorized.'

The girl's face began to heat up and blossom into a pretty blush that dusted her pale cheeks. 'Even so, the book is mine and I would like it if you returned it to me.'

Katsuki looked at the girl and then back at the book. Vampires were real and they weren't romantic. They were beautiful dead creatures of the night that used humans such as herself for food. Some of them were okay, but others not so much and lately they were becoming more aggressive in their form of hunting for prey. Humans took their attack as savage beasts or amateur enthusiasts of the undead running around and acting like fools to make other people believe they were real. Yet he and his family knew better, they were real as she was human and he was were. 'Humph,' he lifted his head and looked down at her with a superior gaze. 'You should spend your time studying more than reading this junk.'

She watched as he tucked the book under his arm and started to walk away. She got out of her desk and went after him, as she neared him, she extended her hand out to grasp her book. 'Eva, you should listen to me.'

He moved out of her way still holding her book, 'Vampires are stupid, and I am going to get rid of this,' he pointed to her book.

'You idiot,' she gave up. Katsuki was known for being trouble and stubborn, she'd go to the library tomorrow and ask for the book again. 'I am going home, do what you want.'

He watched her turn around all furious with a cute pout on her lips, maybe in his haste to turn her from vampires he been too mean. However, he looked at her retreating back down the empty hallway and frowned in confusion as he felt an inner turmoil. A debt of wanting to please her and not let her fall for the illusions of a fantasy.

Eva was upset, Katsuki was usually a tease, but he never was mean enough to take something from her. Maybe he just really hated vampires and found them to be a nuisance, but vampires weren't real. They were just a figment of people's imagination and sometime sick obsessions. She returned to the classroom and packed her items. She had stayed late because she liked to finish her homework and sometimes read. She never imagined that someone else would stay behind and ruin her quiet time. She finished packing, placed her pack on and headed out the door in the opposite direction of Katsuki, the last person she wanted to see. Tomorrow would be a new day, so for now she'd go home to where her mom waited.

Katsuki returned to the classroom, but it was empty she had already gone home. Go figure, he quickly gathered his belongings and followed her. His nose a direct guide to her whereabouts and direction. Out of all the people, adults and children, her scent was always the strongest and most alluring. She always made him feel like he had to search for her in the crowd and make sure that she wasn't too far away from view. He didn't know why, but he always did things to attract her attention whether it was teasing her, making fun of her, or saying things that he shouldn't say to make her upset. However, when he snuck up behind her today to see what she was doing and be close to her. He noticed that she was unaware of his presence, and she was so engrossed in her stupid vampire fairy tales that seemed a little too mature for someone their age. Since vampires were stupid creatures unlike weres, who were cooler and a lot more attractive. His mother was so beautiful that he understood why his father picked her for a mate and one day when he was older, he'd pick someone just a beautiful maybe a lot less temperamental and more kind. He continued to follow her by scent until his nose became overwhelmed by the smell of flowers, a lot of flowers.

Katsuki stood before a white picket fence that surrounded a two-story house colored paled yellow and white. Inside was a garden of different flowers that surrounded the fence and house. Her parents must be gardeners or just really loved plants and had someone look after them. He spotted her climbing up the porch steps, 'Eva,' he called out to her.

She stopped her ascent up the steps and turned to look at him, who had somehow followed her home to annoy her. 'What are you doing here?'

Her voice was sharp and her stance defensive, he was in her territory or maybe her anger had finally caught up to her. He couldn't help but feel a heat in the pit of his stomach almost angry at himself yet not at the same time. He squinted his eyes, glaring at her from his post below her. 'I came to apologize,' he snapped harshly with no intention too.

'I didn't think you knew how to apologize,' she crossed her small arms.

'Tsk,' he clicked his tongue at her statement and realized that if he wanted to please her and ease her tension he needed to relax. He took a deep breath and tried to relax his facial expression and stance. After a moment of counting to ten in his head and two more deep breaths, he tried again. 'I came to say I am sorry for what I said earlier and making you upset.'

Eva studied him up and down before feeling her tense muscles relax and release the breath, she was holding as she noticed he wasn't joking. 'Fine, apology accepted,' she told him.

Katsuki was about to say something else to her, but the door behind her opened and an older version of her appeared. However, she missed the scent that rolled off Eva and was currently being masked because of the flowers. 'Hello, Eva did you bring a friend with you to play?'

Eva turned around to see her mom, 'No,' the answered as she greeted her mother, 'he's from school.'

'Oh, so he's a secret admirer,' her mother teased and laughed as her daughter made a face but noted the slight red across the young boy's cheeks.

'Ha, me like her, please,' Katsuki saw the curiosity of the older woman as she corked an eyebrow. 'I just came to apologize for earlier. I am going home before my mother sends a look out.'

'Oh, that wouldn't be good. She could think that you and I are kidnappers,' she grabbed her daughter in a tight hug. 'If people think that I am a kidnapper they'll take you away from me. I can't have my dumpling taken from me.'

'Mom,' she cried and blushed in embarrassment.

'Right, sorry,' her mother put her down. 'You should say good-bye to your friend, so he doesn't get home late.'

'Katsuki, is just a classmate.'

'You're so hard on your little friend,' her mother ruffled her hair, 'you should be nicer to little Katsuki.'

He didn't like the little in front his name, 'Bye Katsuki, thanks for stopping by,' Eva told him as she turned to face him.

'It was nothing,' he shrugged and looked away from her smiling face trying to control the smile that was threatening his face. 'I gotta go, see ya tomorrow.'

'Little Katsuki,' her mother called out to the little blonde boy with red hues. 'Would you like us to give you a ride?'

'No, thank you,' he told her, 'if you'll excuse me.'

'Such a nice young man,' her mother said as they watched him turn and leave.

'I guess, he's okay sometimes,' Eva looked after him before she turned to her mother.

'Should we go inside,' her mother asked.

'Yeah,' she nodded.

'Okay,' she turned around and grabbed her hand as they walked into the house. 'So how was school?'

'Good,' she answered as they walked down the entrance hall towards the kitchen.

'Do you have any homework?'

'Nope, I finished it.'

She ruffled her daughter's hair, 'Good girl, while you eat your snack, I'll check it for you.'

'Kay,' she fixed the wisps of hair that escaped her braid.

'What are we doing here Tomura?' Kurogiri asked the young pale male with blueish gray hair and red eyes. Eyes that shined bright with blood lust as they searched the lonely dark and empty suburban streets. The house residents already all inside having supper or relaxing for the evening, it was usually one of the last places that they ever went hunting.

The young male turned to his companion, the older ebony skinned male looked about the area wearily, his purple hues dancing from house to house. 'I was taking a stroll around here one night to take a breather from the rotten smell of the city when I came upon something interesting.'

'Interesting,' he looked over at his young charge and followed as he led him to a house with a large floral garden. 'What, never seen flowers before?'

'Not that, the scent of its residents or one specifically sweet resident,' Tomura looked about the house to see if there were any window's open so that he could catch her scent or a glimpse.

'You know that your Master will not be pleased with you casing houses, especially out here,' Kurogiri told him.

'As long as we don't tell him, he won't know,' Tomura caught a glimpse of an older female as she walked by the window. She was attractive, a pretty little thing that he could play and toy with until he was ready to savor her deliciously taunting blood.

'I have no interest in covering for you if he asks or if something goes wrong,' Kurogiri stated as he looked over at the young man next to him.

'With you by my side nothing will go wrong,' the young male looked up at him with a smile on his face that looked a bit too disturbing for him taste. Tomura and been turned two years ago and because he had trouble controlling his temper and blood lust, Kurogiri was assigned to watch over him. The first year had been difficult, but recently he was more contained and in control of his natural habit. However, as he turned to look at the picket fenced house, he wondered what scent drove him to hunt in an unauthorized area.

Suburban areas were restricted from being hunted, since police officers here cared more than they did in the city it was harder to cover up or dispose of their prey. That was way they never hunted outside of the city. If anything went wrong and they couldn't cover their mess, their Master would be displeased with them. Worse with him, since he was supposed to keep the young vampire in check. 'So, you know the plan, if there is anyone else and they run out you can have them.'

'Thanks, that's so kind of you,' Kurogiri rolled his eyes and debated with himself if he should just snatch Tomura and leave. After all, it wasn't too late and Tomura wasn't a match for him yet so he could easily spirit them away. If he tried to leave and come here again, he would just go to their Master.

'I knew that I could count on you,' Tomura's smile widened.

Eva's mother had just finished drying her hair when they both turned their heads to the sound of the doorbell ringing. 'Who could be calling at this hour,' her mother wondered as she placed the brush and hairdryer down so that she could go and see who had rung their doorbell. 'Finish brushing your hair, I'll go and see who is at the door.'

'Okay,' she nodded and watched as her mother left.

'Coming,' Eva called as the person who rang the doorbell once again as she neared it. If it was another Jehovah's Witness, she would give them a piece of her mind for them coming at such a late hour. She reached the door and unlocked the latch before she opened it and greeted her unwelcome guest.

Turned in a gesture to leave the tall figure in the black hoody turned back to greet her, 'Hello,' he offered her a weak smile. 'I am sorry so come and bother you so late, but my friend collapsed, and I need to call for help. I tried to use my cell phone, but the battery ran out,' he held up the black screened cell phone.

'Oh,' Freya looked up at the tall and slim young man standing before her. A bit untrusting because of his deathly pale skin with a ting of yellow and wrinkled around his eyes. His lips chapped and uneven, a small scar on the right side that was probably part of the scar on his right eye. His hair a messy grayish blue that varied in length but only seemed to reach his shoulders. Based on her bias opinion, she contemplated weather or not to allow him inside to use their landline. She looked around him and sure enough she could see a pair of legs laying on the ground before her house. Maybe he wasn't a threat and he needed help. Just because someone looked a bit scary and suspicious didn't mean that they were, right? 'I don't have cell phone, but we have a landline if you'd like to come in and barrow it?'

'That would be perfect,' he sighed in relief.

'Follow me,' she opened the door wider to allow him inside. 'Is it okay to leave him there?'

'He just fainted, but he's too big for me to carry,' Tomura answered as he followed behind the freshly scented woman to the living room. He was inside and he could smell her all over the house, her scent was almost overwhelming to his senses but at the same time there was something strange about it. 'So, I have to call his home and have someone come and help me.'

'I see,' she stopped by the end table next to the couch were an old landline phone remained. 'Here it is, please feel free to use it.'

'Thank you,' he took the phone from her warm and gentle hand. He dialed Kurogiri's phone and as it rang, he looked around the house, 'You have a very beautiful home.'

'Thank you,' she could hear the phone ringing on the other side.

'Yes, very beautiful. Your husband must be a lucky man.'

Her husband had passed away two years ago, but that wasn't something that she was going to let him know, 'Yes, he is. He'll be here soon,' she lied, she didn't feel the need to let him know that she was a single mother.

'Hello,' the person on the other line picked up and the echo of his voice could be heard through the out the silent room.

'I'll leave you to make your call,' she excused herself.

'Hey, Kurogiri, your brother got lightheaded again and passed out. I need you to come and pick us up,' Tomura faked his call, so that she wouldn't suspect. Yet there was something still off about her scent and there was no male in the house, if there had been it was a long time ago because his scent no longer lingered. Nonetheless, he gave the woman credit for lying and not appear vulnerable.

'Mom, who is it,' Eva appeared at the top if the stairs as she looked down at her mother, who stood guard of her and the open door.

'A young man that is calling for help,' she said as she looked out the door to the motionless feet that appeared before her open gate.

'Really,' her started to descend the stairs, no one ever came to their house.

'Yes, but it's best if you just go back upstairs and get ready for bed.

'But,' she pouted, she wanted to see who was inside their house.

'No, it's almost time for you to go to bed anyways,' Freya told her young daughter, who now only stood a few steps away from the bottom landing.

'Tsk, I never get to meet new people,' Eva pouted as she turned to go up the stairs, before she took the first step back up, she poked her head out of the banister as she heard footsteps coming their way.

Tomura finished his fake phone call when he heard the voice of a small child. His kind rarely attacked children, but with his luck this was a two for one special. If her mother tasted as good as she smelled, then the daughter would be even tastier considering she was still an innocent. 'I finished using the phone, thank you.' He told the mother and stopped when he saw the little girl, who's head was poking out the banister. He had made a mistake, the mother wasn't the one that carried the most amazing scent, it was the daughter. The brown eyed little girl that studied him as if her were a curiosity. 'Hello,' he greeted her.

'Hi,' Eva responded automatically. The older male wasn't a friend, she could tell and there was something off about him that made her skin crawl, it wasn't because of his sickly appearance and loose black attire.

'You have a pretty daughter,' Tomura looked away from the curious little girl.

Her senses were tingling, the air about the young man had suddenly changed. The need of urgency and help vanished, he seemed more relaxed and in control of his surroundings as if he was a predator sizing his unsuspecting prey. 'Well, now that you've made your call. I assume that you'll be leaving to wait with your friend,' she asked sightly turning to look out at his collapsed friend, but his feet were gone.

'Oh, him, he'll be fine,' Tomura told her as he neared the door, but not to leave for now that he was inside with such a delectable treat he wouldn't dream of leaving.

Freya watched as he grabbed the open door and closed it, with it the electricity going out. She backed away and took a few steps up the stairs to her daughter. 'Who are you? What do you want?' She demanded as she hid her daughter behind her.

'A nice warm meal with a bit of entertainment,' Tomura turned to look at them, his red eyes glowing.

Freya had a feeling that a nice home cooked meal wasn't what he was looking for, in fact the way that he looked down at her daughter was a testament of that theory. 'Well,' she tapped Freya's shoulder and nudged her back so that she would get the hint to start moving up the stairs. 'I don't think that we can offer you the meal that you are searching for.'

'Oh, but you're wrong. You have the most delectable filet mignon that this region has to offer, in fact I think the only one of its kind. A rare treat if I might add,' he slowly walked towards them as they moved back up the stairs.

'I don't understand.'

'Oh, you'll understand soon enough,' Tomura reached out to grab her, but she quickly moved out of reach.

'Run,' she ordered her daughter.

'I don't want my meat tough and sweaty. I quiet enjoy her sweet and refreshing scent, fresh out of the bath,' he told them.

As soon as they reached the top landing she reached down and grabbed her daughter, so that they could both quickly run towards the back stairs and down them to exit the back door. However, there was a gust of wind that flew by them down the hallway. 'Nope, I don't think that whatever you're planning is going to happen,' the man told them as he stood before them blocking their escape and halting them in their tracks.

Freya turned around unwilling to give up, she had barely made it a few steps when she was pulled back with an unimaginable force. 'Ahhh,' she cried out as he grabbed her long braid and yanked her back.

Tomura looked at the little girl, who's wide eyes stared directly at his and trembled with fear. 'You smell so divine,' he told her, 'a prefect dessert after a healthy meal.'

Eva shifted her gaze from his bright red beady little eye to his bright white teeth, no fangs. He was, her train of thought stopped as she was lowered down by her mother, 'Run,' she commanded again.

'I think that is enough entertainment,' Tomura ordered the woman, but the little girl didn't listen to him. 'Tsk,' he threw the woman down and began to go after the little girl. However, she maneuvered her left leg in a swift kick, tripping him.

At the noise, Eva looked back, the man glaring at her and then turning to her mother. 'That wasn't a very nice thing to do to a guest.'

'Don't look back,' her mother ordered, 'just run.'

'She's not getting away,' Tomura got up and chased after the little girl. The mother he could leave behind, but the little girl was his.

Eva tried to run as fast as her little legs could handle, however she wasn't fast enough. The next thing she knew she was lifted in the air by a strong arm that wrapped around her waist. 'I told you, you aren't going anywhere.'

She cringed as she smelled the rotten odor from his breath, it was a metallic smell that had a sour sickening stench. He lifted her chin up made her look up at him, 'Now, be a good little girl and stay still,' he commanded using his powers of hypnosis on the girl.

'Let my daughter go,' Freya had gotten up and chased after them, a flower vase in her hands which she used to smash over the young man's head.

Tomura slowly turned his head to look at the stunned woman, she was probably expecting the blow to knock him out or over. Too bad that it was going to take more than a little hit to the head to do it. 'I told you that it's not nice to treat your guest so violently.'

'Release my daughter,' her ordered, but her voice shook with fear.

'Of course,' he slowly lowered the little girl. Although now that she was under his control, she wasn't going anywhere.

'Eva,' her mother called out to her, but she made no move to acknowledge that she heard her. 'Eva.'

'Little Eva is currently unavailable,' Tomura told her as he reached down and patted the little girl's head as well as caressing her soft long strands of black hair.

'What did you do to her,' she demanded as she tried to figure out a way to get him away from her daughter.

'Nothing that will harm her,' Tomura told her with a smile. 'After all, I am thinking that she would make a nice pet.'

The blood drained from her face at the thought of the man taking her daughter. 'No, I won't allow you to take her.'

'What you allow and don't allow are none of my concern,' he told her as he walked away from her daughter towards her.

'Eva, snap out of it and run,' she told her daughter as she stepped back and away from the young male's advances. 'Eva!'

In the distance Eva could hear her mother calling her name, however her mind was a bog that everywhere she turned to look for a way out she met a deep and heavy fog. 'Eva!' She could hear her name again, but she couldn't find the source of the voice or pin point where it was coming from.

'Eva,' she had no choice, she decided to take a guess and run through the dense and heavy fog, hoping that she would find an exit.

'You bitch,' Tomura had grabbed the woman and pinned her against the wall, in order to escape him she kneed him hard in the groin.

'Eva,' Freya slipped from underneath his grasp and rushed to her motionless daughter. Which she whisked away in her arms. 'Eva,' she cried as she ran down the hall towards the back door, remembering the male's companion and afraid that if she opened the door he would be there waiting. 'Eva, wake up,' she called to her daughter.

Tomura had enough, he turned to chase after them down the hallway and to the kitchen. As they reached the kitchen, Tomura reached out with both hands and grabbed her by the shoulders. She dropped her daughter and slightly bent forward, he thought it was to break free from his grasp but instead it was to gain momentum and slam her head back. 'Fuck,' he cursed as she hit his nose hard. He let her go and quickly grabbed his nose with his hands, tasting the metallic taste of his own blood. 'Ahh,' he cried out as he straightened it.

Freya was on the verge of grabbing her daughter once again, when he grabbed her right shoulder and whirled her around. She took that chance to reach out and grab his neck pulling him downward as she lifted her right knee up to smash into his face. However, the collision never happened. He stopped her knee with his left hand and pushed it back down. 'I am done with playing games.'

He pulled free of her hold and slapped her hard against her left cheek, sending her slamming into the ground. 'See how you like getting hit in the face.'

Freya cried out as the impact of his hand across her face sending her flying and her brain rattling against her skull. 'Ugh,' he was too strong for her to take on and protect Eva. 'Eva,' she weakly turned to her daughter.

'Don't worry, I'll take good care of her,' Tomura shot a glance at the motionless little girl, who stood expressionless as she watched them with glazed eyes.

'No,' she cried as she tried to get the man off her, but his slim and fragile looking body were a facade to his unnatural strength. 'Get off me!'

'Not until I am done feeding off you,' he pinned her hands down.

'No, no,' she shook her head as he buried his head between her shoulders and neck. Licking along her carotid artery, as if savoring the rapid beating pulse.

'You almost smell as good as your,' he told her as his lips brushing against her neck. 'However, there is something lacking. Almost making you undesirable compared to her, but don't worry I am not a picky eater.'

'No,' she felt his fangs brush against her as his mouth opened wide, ready to bite down on her. 'Eva,' she screamed out her daughter's name as he bit down on her, praying that her would get through to her.

'Eva,' she heard the clear echo of her name as she broke clear of the dense fog, she blinked as she came to and noticed that she was standing before her mother and the man that had been chasing them. He was holding her mother down as he drank for her.

'Mom,' she called out, her voice a soft frightened whisper.

What, Tomura's ear's perked as he tried to finish the last the of woman's blood. 'Run,' the woman ordered in a weak and dying voice.

He heard the movement of soft feet behind him and the door to the back yard opening. This was impossible, no one could break free of his mental hold. Especially, not a little girl that weighted nothing more than air. He pulled away from the girl's mother, the last of her life source almost depleted and she was barely holding on by a thread, soon she would be dead. Her blood had been satisfying, it warmed his insides and filled his stomach to the brim.

Eva rushed out into the backyard, making her way to the back gate so that she could unlock it and rush into the alley. From there instead of running down the alley way she cut through Mrs. Abraham's unfenced backyard. Where she made it to her back door and pounded on it with her small fisted hand, but no one came. Mrs. Abraham must be somewhere else in the house, she decided to go to the front door and ring her doorbell. She turned to make a dash but stopped in her track as the man that had been drinking her mother's blood stood in the middle of the yard. 'Now, now, it's time for us to go Eva.'

'No,' she shook her head avoiding eye contact with him.

'It will be easier, less painful,' he offered her as he moved towards her.

Eva wasn't going to end up like her mother, she needed to get away and find help. 'Eva,' he called out to her as he followed her wondering where Kurogiri had gone too.

'No, you don't,' Eva turned when she heard a different voice coming from behind them.

'Ugh,' she turned to see the boy with the grayish blue hair be tackled by a large muscular man.

'Been a long time Tomura,' the man pinned him down for a second before he was thrown off and pushed back.

'Ah, the hero,' Tomura scoffed as he got up.

'Not a hero, but your peacemaker,' the male pulled his heavy body up.

'I am guessing you had something to do with Kurogiri,' Tomura asked him.

'Ran away before I could stack him, but since you were too busy inside guess you didn't hear him calling out for help,' he launched an attack on Tomura.

'He did his job, he kept you away long enough for me to have a decent meal,' Tomura stopped his right, left, right combo punch.

Eva watched in awe as the blonde man went head to toe against the man who killed her mother. 'Little One, get inside,' the man ordered.

'Stay where you are,' Tomura commanded as he went after her.

'No,' the blonde man tackled him.

'What is all the noise,' the back door finally opened to an elderly woman.

'Ma'am please get back inside and call the police. Take the little girl inside with you too,' the blonde wrestled with Tomura, who was determined to get to her.

Mrs. Abraham looked to the left to find Eva frozen in fear as she looked at both men struggling, one to protect her and the other to take her. 'Eva,' she called to the young girl, 'come here child.'

'Don't you dare,' Tomura shoved the hunter off him. He was a troublemaker that always ruined their fun and pretended to be a hero.

Mrs. Abraham rushed over to grab the young girl's arm so that she could pull her inside. 'Come,' she told her.

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A/N: First chapter is done. The next one will be up next week, but I can't promise that I will be consistent. Please, follow and review.