A/N: What's up you guys? Welcome to the second prologue of HIRO!

Now, we've already covered Haruki the cat Faunus swordsman. Now, we move onto Iwao, the 'Oni of Vale'.

Now, a warning. Iwao is not your typical hero. His way of stopping the enemy is brutal at best!

So this is where the blood and guts warning comes into play. If you can't stomach gore, turn back now. For those of you that are sticking around…

Let's get it started!

Disclaimer: First chapter

Prologue 2: I trailer (Oni)

*?'s Pov*

I sighed as I waited for the next guard change, crouched up on the roof of an apartment complex across the way. I was swiftly becoming bored.

Something that would need to be rectified, for everybody else's sake.

I perked up as I saw the two schmucks turn to the gate, which was opening to let the next guard detail through.

I grinned from beneath my mask. 'Show time.'

Pulling out my kanabo club, dubbed Onryo, I fell from the rooftop to land perfectly on my feet not unlike a cat. I spun my club on my finger and ran for the gate.

The four White Fang guards all looked at me at once, and I saw four faces stretch into masks of abject horror.

Understandable. It's only natural for weaker animals to fear a predator.

Leaping at the quartet, I brought Onryo above my head and channeled my strength into the perfectly made steel club. As I reached the ground, I brought the kanabo to the ground and…

*BOOM*

Sent them to the moon. And blew the gates off the hinges with the shock wave alone.

'It feels good to wield such power.'

All at once, the noise inside the compound died. I stood slowly, shouldering my weapon as an old line from a children's book crossed my mind.

"Little pigs little pigs, won't you let me come in?"

And like the big bad wolf…

I proceeded to blow their shit down.

Charging at a lone grunt, I pummeled his skull in and watched as his brains splattered across the concrete like an overripe watermelon. And as if his head crunching against the ground was the starting gun, the rest of the White Fang encampment proceeded to scurry like cockroaches.

I chuckled to myself. 'How very appropriate.'

With that in mind, I ran for the 'soldiers' cackling all the while.

*Random White Fang Grunt's Pov*

'Fucking Oum man, this isn't what I signed up for!'

Things had quickly gone to hell in a handbasket once the Oni of Vale came knocking on our door.

Or rather, knocking it down.

I heard his insane cackling behind me, and I damn near shat bricks! This guy was treating like some sort of sick game. I pushed my legs to run faster...

Only to fall to the ground in pain.

As my face collided with the ground, I felt pain shoot through my right leg like a bullet. I looked down to see it bent at a very unnatural angle, the shin bone barely peeking through the flesh of my broken limb.

I heard him tsking behind me, and I felt all the blood drain from my face.

"How unfortunate. You weren't quick enough. Seems like you lose."

I flipped onto my back and stared my soon to be killer in the eyes…

At least I would have, if I could see them behind the mask he wore.

A black traditional Oni mask, marred by three gruesome red slashes across its surface from right temple to left jaw bone, it was like staring death in the face as it laughed at your misfortune.

The rest didn't really seem out of place on the streets. A black side zip hoodie, with faded black jeans and black boots with red laces he looked just like every other civilian teen out there.

It was the mask, and the weapon that made things terrifying.

It was a steel kanabo club, painted black with silver lines and designs decorating the surface. Red light emanated from inside, especially under the studs that decorated the main body of the weapon.

It was named Onryo, after the spirit of vengeance.

I was about to meet my untimely end to this monstrosity.. This demon. I whimpered pitifully at the thought.

"Hey now, why the long face? You got further than anyone else, that's a great achievement. None of your comrades got this far."

I felt tears of absolute fear rolling down my face. I just wanted it to end!

'JUST FUCKING KILL ME ALREADY!'

"So, you get to see something interesting."

I watched in horror as he pulled the ring at the end of the club and the studs extended from the body, turning into spikes easily two inches long. I started hyperventilating, and he looked down at me.

"Tch, and here I thought you'd make a good last kill." The demon said, seemingly annoyed with my 'performance'. I watched as he brought the club over his head.

"Die, like the piece of shit you are."

I could only scream as the club rushed for my head. Then…

Darkness.

*?'s Pov*

I scoffed as I pulled Onryo from the Faunus' mangled skull. He fell with a wet plop, eyes devoid of the fear he felt in his last moments.

"What a pussy."

I chuckled as I turned away from the cat Faunus and began my trek home. I pushed the ring of my club back to its place, and the studs retracted back to their original state. I spun the club on my finger before sliding it back into its holster on my right hip before I leapt for the rooftops.

I had to move quickly. It wouldn't be good if my campaign of justice end now would it?

*End chapter*

A/N: …

Wow. I surprised myself with the brutality here, Good lord above.

So you've officially met Iwao, the 'Oni of Vale' (the name being very appropriate). You can now see he is a Lawfully Evil hero.

In short, if he has (or sometimes doesn't have) to kill to get the job done he will do so with a big ass grin on his face. He doesn't mind getting his hands dirty to get shit done.

Now, we have two more to take care of. So, stick around for Reo the Dragon Faunus.

Thank you guys again, and y'all know what to do. Review, Follow, Favorite and all that stuff… And I'll talk to you in the next one.