Chapter 8
Hawks POV
I had managed to get to the city, it was beyond destroyed and there were many civilians dead, the road block held by a hero, one I had not heard of which was strange I tended to know most. I went over the mountain to get to Deika and noted the league was there too, but not in such good shape, "ah man this was not what I was expecting," I dropped down to the ground, also dropping the heavy bag I carried the whole way here. They were all in a banged up shape, I had to dodge just managing to make it in time as a fist smashed into the ground where I was prior and ended up splattering the bag with Best Jeanist in it making blood cake the ground. A giant beast roared, all paused when Shigaraki spoke up "Gigantomachia calm down…say Dabi this the contact you had?" I looked over to the two, Shigaraki had one hand practically gone, Mr. Compress was lacking an arm, and Spinner was full of small holes and lacerations some through and through. I looked to Toga who was messed up, her face practically non-existent but alive, Dabi had even more burns if that was possible and Giran the underworld villain broker had missing fingers and a banged up body was next to Twice who seemed the most placid out of them all but even I could tell his arm was broken.
"Yeah, this is Hawks…I take it that blood splatter was the hero you took out for us, pray tell who was it?" I looked at the blood spatter on the concrete "yeah that would be the number three hero…jeeze you guys look like you have had a tough day; well all except for him." I thumbed to the giant behind me.
Shigaraki looked at me pointedly I noticed he was not rocking his handsy look anymore, a look at the battle field told me why. "Well easy for you to say Hero," he spat the word but continued more relaxed it was obvious how tired he really was. "We could have used you, pretty pointless now…unless you can heal that is," I instantly thought of the girl that Best Jeanist was going to visit, the one I covered for; Lisa. I didn't want to pull her into this, healing them would make them that much harder to take down, I should take them down right now however with that giant here I knew it was pointless. The memory of Gran Torino stating the giant was so strong that they retreated when capturing Kurogiri, I huffed in my head 'suppose I will need to prove my loyalty further, well I came this far I can't really back out now…just need the perfect timing, seems I will need to bring her into this, I'll owe her one after this.' "I can't but I may know someone who can…" "if you mean the U.A. granny I highly doubt that she will come willingly to heal us all," Shigaraki levelled me with an unimpressed glare, I smirked "no not her, a new healer, one that is not a hero and she just so happens to owe me a favour, besides if anyone kicks the bucket that slows our progress."
I knew they would agree to it, all of them were hurt one way or another and this was too much for them to pass up, after all seeing they did not see Best Jeanist in the bag they could state it was lying and using a decoy, it was hard getting trust, I still didn't even have Dabi my contact in my corner yet, this could help. "Fine, but be quick and just remember if you bring any 'help' with you Gigantomachia will kill without hesitation," I looked over to the slowly wondering giant as they all laid and licked their wounds obviously relying on it to keep them safe for the moment. "Yeah I know, I'll only be bringing her with me," Dabi had shared a look with him one that was a little untrusting and also earlier with Shigaraki when I had arrived. I spread my wings and took of quickly, the sun was going down and I would need to figure out where she lived, I had looked her up a while ago when we first met briefly, I would check my phone once I was back in Kyushuu, at least I knew she lived there.
I had time before night came, making it back in record time, I felt the slightest ach in my wings, I landed on a building on the outskirts of town, I pulled up my phone getting her saved file up on it. I read her apartment number 24 I looked to a new Bing of news from when my phone connected to Wi-Fi. I frowned seeing pictures of my Lisa, whispers of her taking in by police mentions of Best Jeanist missing; the media were going wild with accusations. I cursed seeing who was on the case, he could get other information out of her, I remembered how guilty she felt, how soft she was about accidentally killing that rapist, I had to get to her in time, get her out of there.
HAWKS TO THE RESCUE