Hello! I am so sorry this Chapter is so late. As a teacher, this time of year can get kind of crazy. I thought I would get more things done on Spring Break but… I have been throwing up for the past few days (I was ready for death, but mercy never came). So, I know this is a little short, but That is because I tried to write this on my Phone while I was praying to the God of Death. My hope is over the next few days I can focus all my energy on just writing Ashes.

Thank you for your patients, support, and your lovely words. You are all the sweetest and really give me the boost to work on this story.

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Traditional Twist

Chapter 24

Hawks was questioning several decisions he had made. There was of course, the decision to spy on the League of Villains. That had now clearly back fired. Dabi couldn't trust him, and now he had lost his cover. Adopting two children was also a poor decision while attempting to be a double agent. He didn't regret the children… but the timing could have been better.

Now Hawks sat watching a questionably rated romantic scene of Quirks of Our Lives while Sora wept over his damaged wing. It felt so strange to feel the calming tears of the child fix the frayed feathers and regrow smaller new feathers. Hawks couldn't deny that this small child's quirk was incredible. Now he had placed her in the position of being a victim to the League of Villains.

A knock at the door startled the small child. "He's back," Sora whispered.

"Dabi isn't back," Hawks assures her. He stood up and walked to the door. "I called for some assistance. He opened the door wide with a large grin on his face. "Endeavor! Thanks for stopping by!"

Hawks stepped aside as the large, flame hero entered the home. He towered over the furniture. "Enough of your pleasantries. What do you want?"

"Grandpa," Sora gasped.

Endeavor' head shot towards the small child sitting on the couch. He scowled at the girl, who ducked behind the couch. "Absolutely not."

Hawks laughed uncomfortably as he saw Sora hide. "Come on, Endeavor. You have kids."

"Why do you have a child?" Endeavor asked, ignoring the winged hero's question.

Hawks placed his fists on his hips. "I'm a dad now. I adopted her."

"You're joking."

"Nope. I also have a teenager. He's in Shoto's class at U.A."

The flamed hero examined the room, twitching his eyebrow and the pieces of broken furniture. "Did she cause this?"

"It was the scary man," Sora squeaked. "I wouldn't break stuff, Grandpa."

"I'm not a grandfather," Endeavor muttered.

Sora cocked her head. "But you're Hawks' new dad. Like how Hawks is my new dad."

"I am not his dad."

"But you got him to be a hero. You took care of him."

"I sponsored him. All I did was pay his way." Endeavor pressed a finger against Hawks chest. "You have five seconds to explain to me why this girl keeps calling me grandpa. What did you tell her?"

"That's not nice." Sora climbed over the couch and rushed to Hawks' side.

"I'm a hero," Endeavor boomed. "I'm not here to give parenting advice. I have a reputation to uphold and a world to protect."

Hawks placed a hand around Endeavor's finger and pushed it away. "Woah! Look I'm not looking for parenting advice. I need your help. I screwed up. I… I was in over my head. I think you knew I was over head a while ago. I know you know I was doing something in my investigation."

Endeavor hummed and stepped back. "So, you were conducting your own investigation. What was it?"

Hawks hung his head, resting a hand on top of Sora's feathers. He gently combed through her head. "Can we sit down for this? This is more of a sitting conversation."

As Hawks and Endeavor moved towards the couch, Sora rushed into the Hero's bedroom. She emerged back into the living room with Hawks' Endeavor doll. Endeavor scowled at the merchandise as she handed it to the winged hero.

Hawks patted Sora on the head as she crawled up beside him. "Thanks Red."

"You're wasting my time," Endeavor scoffed.

Hawks sighed. "A few months ago, I was approached by the head of police. They asked me to pose as a double agent for the League of Villains. Things were going well until I adopted red and her brother. Red here has a great quirk. They tried to take her tonight, but we chased the out. Now… I guess I'm lost on what to do."

Endeavor thought for a moment. "What is her quirk?"

"She's a phoenix," Hawks explained. "Her tears are incredibly good at healing."

"I see," Endeavor said stroking his beard. He sat in silence.

Sora stared at the still injured wing on Hawks' back. He stood on her tippy toes and closed her eyes shut, squeezing out tears to the burnt feathers.

Endeavor's mouth dropped as he watched the feather grow back. "You need to teach her how to fight."

"What?" Hawks exclaimed.

"Anyone with a healing quirk should be a hero." He looked straight at Sora. "What else can you heal?"

Sora shrugged. "Anything I cry on just gets fixed. If it's really big then I need to be really sad."

"You should be training her to be a hero," Endeavor said to Hawks. "It's a waste if you don't."

"Woah! Hold on! We were talking about the present situation. Dabi is after Sora!" Hawks exclaimed.

"Yes. All you can do is prepare her until you catch them. You made a mistake by letting them in too close to you." Endeavor stood up and walked towards the door. "I think I've spent enough time here."

"But you haven't helped with anything!" Hawks yelled.

"And how am I supposed to help?" Endeavor asked.

"I don't know. What do I do? Where do I start?"

"You are a quick thinker. You will come up with a solution. Besides, you are the number two hero and can look after yourself." Endeavor turned and left out the front door.

"Damn it!" Hawks plopped his head down into his hands

Sora patted him on the back. "Why was he so mean?"

Hawks didn't answer. He ran his fingers down his face. "Hey kiddo, I need to think. What time is it? Four in the morning?" He pulled his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "Why don't you talk to Fumikage. He should be up at this time. I need a moment to think alone." He handed Sora the now dialing phone and motioned her out of the living room.

Fumikage awoke to the gong of his phone. It was four in the morning. He picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Fumi!"

"Sora?" Fumikage sat up. "What are you doing awake? Why are you calling? Is everything alright?"

"I'm fine, but I think Hawks is sad."

"Why is Hawks sad."

"Well the scary guy came and hurt Hawks. Hawks told me to hide though and I did. The scary guy didn't find me. Then Hawks called Grandpa, well I think he would be our Grandpa, but he kept saying he wasn't it. It was the hero Endeavor. He said he was a sponsor. Any way he wasn't helpful. Now Hawks is sitting in the living room and he told me to talk to you because you are up at this time."

Fumikage shook his head. There was a lot to unpack in that statement. "Wait Endeavor came over?"

"Yeah."

"Endeavor is not our Grandpa."

Soar huffed. "But Hawks said,"

I assure you, that Endeavor is not in any way connected in such a manor.

"Fine," Sora pouted.

"Hawks was hurt," Fumikage restated, distracting the girl from her disappointment.

"Yeah, but I think I fixed him. Well, mostly. When he is done being sad, I can fix him more."

Fumikage rubbed his eyes. Sleepiness kept his brain from fully comprehending what his sister was saying. "So, was this a large injury?"

"Yeah, his whole wing was burned!" Sora exclaimed.

Now Fumikage was awake. "And who hurt him?"

"The bad guy that chased me before."

That caused Fumikage breath to hitch. He hadn't picked up on that before. His heart raced. "I will be there soon. Go sit with Hawks in the living room and keep fixing him. Watch Quirks of Our Lives, okay?"

"Okay Fumi." Sora hung up the phone.

Fumikage grabbed his phone and dialed in a few numbers. His hands shook as he dialed. Dark Shadow peered over his shoulder, growling lowly.

The phone range, before a tired voice answered. "Hello."

"Aizawa sensei," Fumikage said with a hoarse voice. "We need to go to Hawks."