"W-we're rolling!" Says the cameraman, trying to put a year of experience to good use in stabilizing the machine on his shoulder as the helicopter he is in chops through the air.

As wind whips her hair around, and the helicopter swerves to avoid more quirk debris, the reporter brushes a few strands away from her face and speaks into the camera with as much composure as she can keep from flying out the doorless flight.

"This is Veronica Mars, reporting for Channel Five New York. We're flying over the scene where the villain known as Brick Break is obliterating the city."

The camera zooms into the ginormous deviant flooding the windows of a skyscraper's top floor with his own body mass. The spiked top of the skyscraper suddenly bursts off, the top floor popping like a bubble and flooding over with the same material the monster is made of. The helicopter dips suddenly to avoid the debris which shoots into the air like a geyser, making the reporter lose her footing.

"Jimmy, JIMMY!"

Poor Cameraman Jimmy is too late with his reflexes, missing the grasp of his reporter by mere centimeters between fingertips. She falls screaming out of the helicopter.

—- —-

"You can shut up now!" Says the voice of a stranger, her anger piercing Veronica's frightful screech. Snapping out of it, her eyes look up at the young lady who carries her through the air. From this angle, she looks like a violet bunny, especially with those tall, mechanical protrusions on either side of Aisuke's head. The BlitzQueen swung onto the nearest rooftop, landing with a slight skid. She sets down the reporter, who still shivers in terror.

"Now, if you're done with the petty bitch-fit, I'd like to know if the island's cleared yet." Aisuke demands, crossing her arms and looking down upon this citizen.

"Well, not counting me and my co-workers, yes. The island of Manhattan is vacant. All the sidekicks that were here fled to their pro-heroes. B-but, why do you ask-"

The hero disappears suddenly, replaced by a wooden replica. Veronica turns away from the dummy and looks toward the goliath. Aisuke is back to swinging her way across the city, already far into the distance toward danger.

Despite Brick Break's menacing size and glare, Aisuke smiles sadistically into its wrathful eyes. After landing on another rooftop, her platform boots crush a few pieces of the monster scattered on the floor, and it reacts violently, writhing in place with clear agony. Her arms uncross and she bends down to pick a piece up. Between her thumb and index finger is a children's toy...a Lego brick.

"SO, YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST ACT ALL HIGH AND MIGHTY EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE ONLY RECOMMENDED FOR CHILDREN AGES FOUR AND UP?" Her belligerent affront, made with an expression that makes her seem just as sinister as the quirk monstrosity before her, is replied to with a booming roar.

"NAH, FUCK YOU!" Aisuke's cannons burst out their hooks, and she catapults herself into the air above the monster's head. Another cannon fires a high-explosive round right into its gaping maw, detonating down the villain's throat, shutting him up, and making him choke as his neck bricks scatter everywhere. As this happens, Aisuke switches her cannons' ammunition to Rapid-Fire .50 Cal. Her robot rabbit ears light up the monsoon of lego bricks with red dots, and her cannons open furious fire into the rain; like flak cannons, her guns blast both the descending legos and whatever they tried to create, leaving nothing but black smoke in their wake. With every brick that is utterly destroyed, the built beast cries in further agony.

"HOW YA LIKE THAT, BLOCKHEAD!" She yells, firing her volleys without relent. Her actual ears pick up a particular current of rushing wind, however, and she gives a sidelong glance to witness a gargantuan arm with an imminent bitch slap sent her way.

"Ammo Switch: Force Pulse!" She commands, the cannons obeying and pointing their barrels groundward to fire the next rounds as she lets herself plummet toward the street. With just two shots, she recoils right back up into the air before hitting the street, dodging the giant swipe in the nick of time. As she soars upward, she watches how the arm reattaches itself to the greater body, granting the material necessary to slowly regenerate the throat.

"OH NO YOU FUCKING DON'T!" She is enraged, absolutely rancorous from the fact that this target has the audacity to resist destruction. She wastes no time in ejecting her grapple hooks once more, and brandishes her sword like a cavalryman. Her hooks latch onto the mid-sections of two tall buildings, and she is yanked downward. Through the narrow streets of New York City she goes, timing her ascent just as her cannons skid against the street with her blade, showering sparks just before she launches back up and out of the man-made canyon.

"I'LL KILL THIS TITAN!" As Brick Break attempts to reach down and grab Aisuke, she finely alters her flight path and initiates a furious spin with LoveStroke, her sword, becoming a deadly, rotating, airborne top. She shreds her way up the arm, displacing, deforming, and dismantling the units of material constructing this material, leaving a scar to trail her warpath.

"D I E !" This exclamation is underlined, punctuated, bolded, fucking highlighted by how she tears her way through the mass of bricks still connecting the head to the body, Aisuke becoming the ultimate executioner of Lego people. The head is ripped away so brutally quick that it briefly floats in the air up above its former base. But, the newly-decapitated villain lets out a presumptive chuckle.

"Fuck are you laughing for, you juvenile art project! I KNOW YOUR TRICKS SO I'LL MAKE SURE YOU STAY DOWN!" As she flies once more into open air, Aisuke does a complete 180 degree turn with her guns beaming a bright blush.

"AMMO SWITCH: B-52 BUCKSHOT!"

Her barrels go red hot, and her cannons let out an artillery barrage to the back of the beast's head that would put a dreadnaught to shame.

—- —-

"That girl's something else...who was she?"

Veronica asks while gathering her bearings, giving up on trying to understand what happened and just focusing on the bottle of water in her hands. She cannot not even look at the helicopter's open sides anymore after the trauma of slipping out that way.

"You've never heard of The BlitzQueen? Or, the Apothica family at least?" Cameraman Jimmy asks, sitting beside the reporter and simply being glad that they are going home.

"The Apothicans? That quirkless hero family from Japan?"

"Yep, she's their princess, and the first to be born with a quirk."

"Well, that's certainly-"

Booms blossom from the distance, the winds they send rocking the helicopter despite it being beyond New York State borders. Bright light serves as a second sun to replace the setting one, drawing in the awe-struck gaze of the chopper passengers.

"Is that her?" Veronica gulps.

"Yeah, it seems like she laid the hammer on that guy. I can promise you that if she's a real Apothican, those explosions mean that dude's done for." Jimmy replies, confident in that statement. Veronica looks down at the helicopter floor wide-eyed and considers giving comprehension a shot.

"Then what's her quirk?"

"Oh, uh, she has two, and used them both. They have to do with how you got here, and the dummy that was in this helicopter, the dummy you replaced."

Hearing this, Veronica looks out at the spheres of explosion, their ground zero being Manhattan.

"So, that's not even her quirk...?"

"Nope. That's an Apothican for ya."

"Incredible..."