Immediately after we officially became Undisputed, the heroes sent us into a separate empty room for interns while they chatted amongst the officers. I was a bit put off by the fact that we weren't going to be involved in the debriefing, but that just gave me a chance to catch up with the others.

"So…." I say, sitting on a chair with my arms behind my head, "How's it going with your internships?" The rest of the girls were all sitting in chairs around the empty room.

"Boring, but insightful," Jiro answers first, "Death Arms has me do reconnaissance while he and his employed sidekicks do the heavy lifting. It's not how I thought I would be spending my internship, but I can see where the effectiveness comes in."

Hagakure is the next one to speak up, "Lots and lots of physical training. Instead of going out and fighting bad guys, Rock Lock is teaching me how to fight, do takedowns, and how to knock out people quietly with pressure points or rear-end chokeholds. Because my quirk is invisibility, he feels that a stealthier approach to fighting is better suited for me."

"His Purple Highness takes me out on patrols with him," Mina says, "So far, we haven't encountered much because his hero tower is in Hosu City, and Hosu City is filled with other heroes. I ran into Iida once actually."

Hagakure's hands tilted slightly, "You did?"

"Did you guys chat?" Jiro asked.

Mina let out a peeved noise, "Not really. I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't say more than a simple hi." Mina's expression quickly changed to curiosity, "He seemed out of it though. Like his mind was focused on something else." Mina sighed, "What about you, Hatsume?"

I could feel my face warp into a slightly distressed look. All of their internships were based on helping them physically and aiding in their quirks while mine was about my mental state. I want to tell them, but I don't want them to think less of me either. "My mentor is having me work on building some things and takes me out for patrols too. It was because of our latest patrol that actually brought all of us together."

"Okay, Hatsume, tell us what's going on," Mina crosses her arms over her chest, "I'm getting tired of waiting to be told of why we're all here. We need to know if we're going to prepare for this mission."

I can't argue with Mina's reason. They are here and under-informed of the circumstances. Seeing no reason to hide the information, I begin to tell them of the mission Hiro and I was on, the discovery of the human trafficking meet-up, the rescue of the captives, and the talk with the detective. The second I touched base on the human trafficking part the aura in the room shifted dramatically. None of the girls were expecting that kind of crime for me to come across. I could feel emotions shift from shock to anger to realization in a heartbeat. Shock at the crime, anger for the crime being committed, and realization that this is the crime we're going to be busting.

"Human trafficking…" Jiro mutters angrily, "How could people just do… that?"

"I don't know," Hagakure stands from her seat and paces around the room, "But those kinds of villains just deserve to rot in prison. Mind my harsh attitude."

"I'm sure none of us mind," Mina says, glaring at the floor, "Personally, I agree with you Hagakure. Some villains need to go to prison, but then some are entitled to a prison cell forever. Human traffickers are one of those kinds of people who have a cell with their names on it."

No part of me regrets telling them everything. I kind of embrace this enraged attitude of theirs because I feel the same way, if not, a little more. I may have a quirk, but I can relate to these quirkless people that are preyed upon when it comes to feeling less than human and being held captive against my will. I can't help but shudder about the alleyway. The way those three boys wanted to use my body to satisfy their sexual desires before I pissed them off to the point where they wanted to kill me. The experiences aren't the same but the feeling of helplessness; feeling your heart pounding against your chest, memories of your loved ones flooding in, the fight or flight mentality that's taken over your mind, and the hopelessness when you realize no one is going to save you and you're at mercy to someone else's will. The crimes may be different but the feelings of being victimized are similar.

I get up from my chair and kick it towards a wall to snap myself from those thoughts which cause everyone in the room to be startled.

Mina is the first one to approach me, "Hatsume," Mina speaks softly, "Are you okay?"

I close my eyes, take several deep breaths, and attempt to push down the painful memories as far as I can. I could see them trying to resurface several times, but I hit them back with memories of my mom, dad, and Sprocket. When they stay down, I open my eyes and face Mina with a calm demeanor, "Yeah, I'm fine." I avert my eyes down to the floor, "I just need something to punch."

The door to the room opens as Hiro is standing by the doorway, "What was the loud bang?"

I turned to Hiro, "That was me. I kicked a chair at a wall. I was telling them about the crime and my emotions got the best of me."

Hiro's eyes softened slightly, "I understand," His eyes then got stern, "But I've told you about keeping your emotions in check too. I don't need you to lose your mind during a fight and become another problem that needs solving. If you want to be a hero you gotta learn how to keep a calm head even when the situation turns personal."

I take another deep breath to release the last bit of tension within me, "Yes, sir."

"If I may ask, Da Vinci," Hagakure's gloves walk up to Hiro, "Why weren't we part of the debriefing?"

Hiro looks between the two floating gloves for a moment before answering, "Because you're interns. You don't get to hear the full details yet, and we're not sure who is a blabbermouth and who isn't. It's against policies to let crucial information get out to the public."

Instinctively, Jiro and I look at Mina. Mina darts her head between us with a pout, "What? I don't blabber about everything!"

"Yeah you do," Jiro twirls an earlobe around in her fingers, "I asked you to not tell anyone that you saw me trip over a rock like a cartoon character. Not even two minutes later and you're already telling Hagakure about it!"

"Because it was funny!" Mina exasperates.

"Anyways," Hiro loudly interrupts, "Other than finding out about the loud bang, I was going to tell you lot about the mission. Since you already know about the crime, I will fill you in about what we're going to do next." The girls and I stand side by side looking up to the older hero. Hiro scoffs in amusement at the sight before him, "Y'all look like a bunch of ducklings eyeing your mother."

"Then there are five girls in this room," Mina snickers.

Hiro chuckles and clears his throat before speaking, "As of now we don't know where the main base of operations is; however, we do have names and faces who could tell us where it is." Hiro raises his hand and aims it at a wall behind us. His palm projects an image at the wall that shows us several people who are wanted with one person having a red circle around him. "These are the people we are investigating. They have been dodging the police for a long time now, but with us aiding the police, we should hopefully be able to bring most, if not, all of them in. Maybe save a couple of lives while we're at it."

"Da Vinci," Jiro speaks, "Why does that man have a red circle around his image?"

The image shown was of a middle-aged man with black circular glasses over his eyes. His hair was grey and short, and he had a small mustache and a goatee on his chin with a gap between his front teeth. He sported a purple blazer and a shirt that was left partially unbuttoned at the top.

"He's our main target," Hiro replies, "His name is Kagero Okuta, otherwise known as Giran in the underworld. He's probably the best broker the underworld has right now from what we can tell."

"Why him though?" Mina asks, "What would he have to do with abductions?"

"A mass number of people don't get kidnapped without a reason. Someone wants them for something, and Giran has been spotted with all of the suspects on the wall. We have no doubt he's the main dealer behind these kidnappings." Hiro explains to us.

Giran. What sick bastard are you working with that wants quirkless people in large numbers?

"Where do we start?" I firmly ask with Mina, Jiro, and Hagakure standing around me with the same energy as mine.

"They're really sending us out on our own for this?" Hagakure asked quietly.

Hiro had told us what the plan was. The heroes were going to team up with a small police force to try and bust a nearby abandoned motel that could be accommodating some secret meetings. Intel suggested that Giran has been using this location frequently, so that added more value to this motel.

For the interns. We were sent to perform a stealth mission. Our goal was to find any captives and mark them so the police and heroes know where they are, and if any are being moved. Given our quirks and what they can do, we are fully capable of performing such a task. It is a huge risk though given our experience, but Da Vinci was the one to convince everyone that we would be just fine. Rock Lock was said to be the main opposition.

Honestly, at this moment in time, I agree with Rock Lock.

"There's a reason for this because they can take this motel without us stealthing," Jiro whispered back with both earplugs sunk into the ground. The four of us were behind a wooden fence and out of sight, "Move up to the door, but don't enter."

Quickly, we ran past the fence and towards the door. I was worried that our steps could be noticeable as the dirt below us was not only picking up dust but it was loud too. Luckily, we made it to the door without a problem. Jiro once again used her quirk to listen in to see where any person was. Jiro held up a hand with her fist closed. I didn't understand what that meant, but Mina and Hagakure seemed to have so I followed what they were doing. Jiro looked at us and raised three fingers with her right hand, and placed her left hand behind her right. I was confused and was about to speak quickly, but Jiro was quick to silence me with a finger to the mouth.

"How fascinating," Tony spoke into my ear, "They are using military hand signals to communicate. I'm amazed they know this already. I wonder if they taught themselves, or if Aizawa taught the class. Presently, though, I'll guide you. Right now Jiro says that three enemies are nearby and that we need to stay quiet."

I nod my head to Jiro and remain silent. Jiro points a finger to the left and swings her arm at a 90-degree angle.

"Go to the left and around the corner."

Jiro takes the lead as Mina, Hagakure, and I follow behind her. We round the corner at a stop at the center. Jiro waves Mina to her and whispers something into her ear. With a nod, Mina places her hands on the door as Jiro raises a single finger in Hagakure's direction. Jiro makes a chop at her neck with Hagakure giving her a thumbs up.

"This is improvised, but I am assuming Mina is going to melt the wall and Hagakure is going to knock out a single individual."

Tony guessed correctly. Mina oozed acid from her hands and rubbed it around the wall. The wall began to melt as Mina created another acid to counteract the smell that was coming from it. Once a portion of the wall was gone, Hagakure entered the room. Jiro kept her hand raised in a fist as the rest of the wait anxiously waited for Hagakure. We heard a gasp from inside but nothing else. A few moments later, a glove appeared before us and waved us inside. We entered the building and saw the guard knocked out against a wall.

"Move the guard. Get him out of sight or risk being caught if someone sees him."

I did as Tony said. I walked to the guard, lifted him over my shoulder, and surveyed the room. The girls watched as I walked towards a stacked pile of boxes and placed the guard behind them. He was out of view from both the hole in the wall and from the doorway inside the building.

Jiro called me to her, figuratively, and we huddled up.

"Okay, now that we are inside, this is where things get complicated," Jiro said, "During my time with Death Arms, we always had the construction plan to work with. This time; however, we don't, and that poses a problem. Without any blueprints, we are left to assume where the doors are, what hallways lead to what, etc. Splitting up isn't optional as I am the only one capable of sensing people coming before they show up, and if we do get caught, we should be all fighting together and not in two-person teams."

"These walls are made from some foreign substance that my tech can't see through; although the lifescaners can read cells from them. If I am predicting this correctly they were made from some kind of quirk since some physical quirks leave cells behind. Sorry kid, but this is a no-go on see-through."

"I agree," Mina said, "Without a plan, we are left to wing it. How many floors does this motel have?"

"Four," Hagakure spoke, "I counted before we entered. Our main issue is how wide the motel is because it is a square. We don't know how many rooms are on each floor and that is a problem."

"Give me a moment," I say as I begin to tap buttons on my left wrist. A blue hologram projects several inches above my wrist as I scan the room with my right wrist. The hologram produces an image of the motel we are standing in. The original blueprints show that the building is indeed 4 stories with 12 rooms in each. Two emergency exits are located on the left and right side of each floor leading to the outside past a gate that is only opened from the inside. Four blue dots blink against one another as they represent us.

Mina lightly snickered, "Oh your suit just gets better and better."

"We're inside what was meant to be the janitor's room," I say, "Just outside the door there is the check-in desk. We have two options. We can either take the stairs, or we can climb up the empty elevator room. My suit is capable of carrying all of us at once."

"I say the stairs," Hagakure speaks, "It's easier."

"Easier doesn't equal safer," Mina wisely stated, "If the floorboards creak, we'll alert someone if they hear it. I say the elevator. Harder, but less security."

"Before we get to that, where do we start?" Jiro pipes in, "On floor 4 or floor 2?"

Mina turns to me, "What do you think?"

I think to myself for a moment believing that Tony will tell me what to do. After about two seconds pass of not hearing Tony speak, I begin to improvise, "We'll take the elevator and start at level 2. We'll work our way up so we'll have the lower levels to use as an escape route in case we are caught."

"What about the rooms?" Jiro asked.

"We don't know if anyone is guarding from the inside so we'll have to take out the people patrolling the outside first," I say, "Any other questions?" No one says anything as I point to the open door. "Let's go."

Jiro leads the way and guides us to the elevator room. Inside there is no elevator, just the empty shell of it. The construction is incomplete as we can see the wood, metal beams, and bricks. Everyone hangs onto each other as I fly us up quietly one level. Once we get up to the level, we begin our mission.

It took a while but we went through every room on levels 2 and 3. Like I told them, we took out the outer guards first before we made progress on checking every room. Some rooms were empty and some weren't. For those that weren't empty, we found some crates with people inside and tagged them. Other times we found supplies and sabotaged them so they wouldn't be of use. For the few rooms that were being guarded, we were able to take out the guards through various means whether it was making an entrance of our own quietly and dispatching the guard quickly or bring them out so Hagakure could choke them out or Jiro paralyzed them while I knocked them out. For the rooms that were guarded, they held multiple people inside them with labels on them set from low to high.

Seeing those labels nearly made us lash out but Mina reminded us to not blow our cover or risk this mission being a possible bust.

Before we headed up the fourth floor, Da Vinci called in as well as the other heroes.

"How's it going, interns?" Da Vinci spoke through a commlink.

"Heading up the fourth floor," I reply.

"I see you kids haven't messed up," Rock Lock says, "You're almost there so don't slip up. Got it, Hagakure?"

"Yes, sir," Hagakure answers.

"Using your ears, Earphone Jack?" Death Arms asks.

"It's being utilized the most here," Jiro smiles faintly, "Thanks to our previous busts, I've gotten better at using them. It's helping out here."

"That's good Jack, but don't get over your head," Death Arms says.

"I won't," Jiro nods.

"Pinky, have you found anything else other than captives?" His Purple Highness says.

I was about to speak out of instinct, but Mina was the first to respond.

"Supplies," Mina replies, "We sabotaged them. They were just guns and other weapons that you can find on the market. Nothing of value like you taught me."

"Good," His Purple Highness hums to himself, "Make sure to take photos of any papers you find and melt them or take them with you if you can. Any information is of use and we cannot allow the villains to keep them for later use."

"Understood," Mina looks at me and mouths, "Take photos; I'll melt them."

I nod and speak once more, "We're heading up the fourth floor. Are you and the others ready, Da Vinci?"

"Yeah. Don't worry about us, just focus on this last floor."

And with that, a click was heard in our ears to indicate that comms were offline. The girls and I look at each other and nod, signaling that we are ready. As the previous times, I fly us up the elevator shaft and through the entrance. When we are on the ground, I start to feel a bit uneasy. The floor felt colder than the rest. What was weirder was that there were no guards to be seen walking around the floor.

"Where are the guards?" Mina asks.

"Hold on," Jiro jabs both jacks into the ground and listens. Her face contorts in confusion as she pulls them out, "That's odd. I hear nothing. Not even a sound of someone breathing. When it is this silent, I can at least hear that."

"Maybe we took out all of the patrollers?" Hagakure suggests.

"Or they could be on the roof," Mina shrugs her shoulders, "You never know."

"And that's bad for us," I say as I approach the first of 12 doors. "Alright, you know the drill, let's do this."

Jiro sticks her jacks into the door and listens for a brief moment. She confirms zero hostiles inside as we enter the room. Nothing.

We proceed to do this same routine 10 more times. We listen, enter, and nothing. It was highly confusing as this is the fourth floor. Shouldn't there be much more supplies or people at the top considering it is the safest space. Usually, the more valuable items are held on the higher floors, but in this case, there is nothing.

We make it to the final room. Again, Jiro listens in and no one is inside. We enter the room and are met with a different scene.

Inside the room is a crate, but it is made up of metal and not wood. We approach the crate and see that it has been sealed shut with some holes inside to allow the person to breathe at least. Without making a word, we place a tracker on it. Before I call Da Vinci and tell him the news, Mina tugs at my shoulder.

"Iron Maiden," Mina calls me, by my hero name for the first time. I turn to Mina and am met with a wall of papers. The four of us walk towards the papers and read them. Wasting no time, I use my suit to take photos of the papers and scan them for any useful info. What I find in the papers is no less than disturbing. It was coordinated to other houses containing victims and targets on who was next to take. Each new target had their name, age, and the paths they take to various common locations they visit.

"This is too much," Hagakure backs up slowly, "I….I…."

Jiro holds Hagakure in a comforting hug, "It's okay. I know. I'm overwhelmed by it too."

Mina growls under her breath, "Done taking photos of this stuff?"

"Yeah," I say as I take one last photo. It was of a 17-year old woman who had glasses, blonde hair, and aqua-blue eyes. She was ranked as an 'S-tier target.' There was no last name for her, but her first name was 'Melissa.' Oddly enough, she had no routes planned out. Maybe this person was a new target? If so, why is she worth more than everyone else on this list?

I discard the questions as I don't want to find answers for them. I walk away from the scene and back to the crate as I smell Mina melting away the papers.

I turn to Hagakure and Jiro. Hagakure is calmer but her slightly shaking gloves tell me that she is still scarred by this. Jiro is rubbing the girl's back whilst Mina approaches Hagakure and pats her shoulder.

"You can relax," Mina says, "They can't do anything to them if the plans are gone. We have photos of it so we can at least alert the authorities so the targets can be placed on a watch list for safety."

That reasoning stops Hagakure from shaking anymore as the girl lets out a sigh of relief. "That makes sense." Hagakure says and points to the metal container, "This must be one valuable person if they went this far."

"You think they have a quirk?" Mina asks.

"I wouldn't rule it out," I reply and place my hand on it, "Trafficking of quirk and quirkless are the same crime so I don't see why they wouldn't work together."

The girl's collective hum in agreement as I call in Da Vinci.

Da Vinci picks up, "Report?"

"We're done." I say and turn towards the door, "All guards have been incapacitated and each crate has been marked. No sign of Giran though."

"Damn. Intel was off then," Da Vinci signs, "But at least we saved some folks. Take some solace in that."

"By the way, we found plans for other potential targets and locations of other storages."

"Are you serious?" Death Arms exclaims, "We can bust the whole operation with that information!"

"Don't get ahead of yourself Death Arms," Rock Lock quickly chimes in, "We don't know if one of these locations is the main base. But we can cause a major blow to their trafficking with this information." Rock Lock lets out a huff of approval, "Good work, kids."

"Oh? So you can give praise," His Purple Highness jokes.

"Only when it is deserving," Rock Lock grunts.

"Anything else," Da Vinci cuts in.

"There is only one crate on the fourth floor," I turn to the metal container once more, "But this one is made up of metal and nothing around here notes why this one is so valuable. We assume it could be for a person with a quirk."

"That is odd," Da Vinci says, "Regardless, you girls did fantastic work. You didn't blow your cover, tagged every captive, took out all the guards, and found valuable information. Well done."

All of us had smiles on our faces, "Thanks, we'll exit the building and stand guard at the fro-"

My voice is cut off as a loud crash is suddenly heard from outside the room.

"What the heck?" I say as the four of us group up and look at the door.

"What's wrong?" Da Vinci says.

"There was a loud noise just outside the room," I say.

"Didn't you say you disarmed every guard?" Rock Lock questions.

"We did, but-" I stop talking as we hear loud footsteps getting closer to the door, "The sounds coming from this enemy are heavy."

"That crash sounded like it burst through a wall," Mina says, getting into a stance, "But we're on the fourth floor."

"It's about to bust through the door," Jiro exclaims loudly, "Everyone get clear!"

Before we had a moment to jump, the wall in front of us with the door suddenly shattered as dust picked up everywhere. The girls around me shield their eyes and cough as I can see through the debris.

"What the hell is that thing?" Tony asks with confusion.

Standing before us is a creature I have not seen. It was towering and bulky and wore nothing but ripped gray shorts. Its skin was white and it had no eyes or even a nose. That wasn't the most revealing nor scariest part as the most disturbing detail was that I could see its brain.

Without a word, the creature rushed into the room and passed us. It grabbed the crate and burst through the wall on the other side. "Oh crap!" I say as I blast off towards it, leaving a shouting Mina and the others behind.

"Da Vinci!" I say into the comms, "This creature just took the crate! I don't know what it is but it loves to show off its brain!"

"It's brain?" Da Vinci mumbles before taking an audible gasp, "Don't engage the creature! Baymax and I are coming! We'll follow the tracker and cut it off!"

"Roger!" I say and tail the being as it runs into the streets causing panic to break out.

"Oh, I know what it is now," Tony speaks to me.

"What is that thing?!" I ask as I continue to follow it.

"There is no official name for it yet, but this creature is similar to the one that was present during the USJ attack."

Right! I remember the news showing off a purple one that looked just like it. It, too, didn't have the top part of its skull as its brain was revealed.

"Hiro is right about keeping a distance. We don't know how powerful it is. According to police records that I found, All Might reported that the one at the USJ was powerful enough to fight him for a couple of minutes before he bested it." Tony informs me.

I feel a wave of fear come over as I continue to chase it. I may be in a suit of armor, but if that creature is capable of fighting All Might, I don't stand a chance against it on my lonesome.

The chase continues for a little longer. There were times I had to set my suit into overdrive to save some civilians from being run over by it, but other than that, I kept my distance from it. When it looked as though the creature was about to turn a left corner, Baymax and Da Vinci appeared as Baymax tackled the creature into the ground and Da Vinci used his nanites to recover the crate. Setting the crate aside, Da Vinci focused his efforts on subduing the creature.

As the nanites began to wrap themselves around Baymax and the monster, Baymax relinquished his hold and escaped as the nanites completely overtook the monster.

I land next to the crate and look it over, "Whoever you are inside this crate, everything will be okay," I speak loudly from the outside, "The heroes are here! We're going to get you to safety." From inside the crate, I could hear a groan. At least I know the person is alive.

"The crate is made from the same material as the walls at the building," Tony tells me, "I can't see who it is. The best idea to do right now is to get them out of there."

I look to Baymax, "Hey, Iron Fluff, I'm going to extract the package and get it to safety."

"I wouldn't recommend that," Baymax says before explaining, "The nanites will not be able to hold the creature in place. It's going to break free. I can predict it."

"Then shouldn't that be more of a reason to get this person away from it?" I ask.

Baymax turns to nanites and sees many of the black beads starting to fly in a multitude of directions, "The beast is going to chase the package. You'll only bring more danger to others if you do that. Leaving them here will keep the beast in this spot."

"How do you know that?"

"Data from previous encounters similar to this suggests this is the best course of action."

I would argue, but I am not a machine. I don't hear Tony making a counter argument either so I am assuming he agrees.

I quickly fly over to my mentor, "Da Vinci, Baymax says we should leave the captive here so the monster won't chase it and cause more havoc. He recommends we defeat it here."

"Fine," Da Vinci staggers and takes a step back, "Baymax will fight the creature while we'll provide support. Don't get in the way of either of them."

"Got it," I fly into the air and charge a repulsor blast at the nanites.

"Technically the suit can handle brawls with bruiser types, but given your experience, you may overdo it since you haven't fought someone who can tank the more powerful hits," Tony informs me.

Everything Tony said was good to know. Now I know this suit can handle strong fighters yet it is capable of fatal blows if I am not careful with it. That's something to work on.

"Baymax, Iron Maiden!" Da Vinci yells.

The beast manages to break loose and sends the nanites scattering. The brief moment it took to readjust itself I used to blast it with my repulsor beam. The beam landed against the beast's chest and only stunned it. Baymax rushed the creature and gave it an uppercut. The beast didn't budge, surprisingly. It retaliated by striking at Baymax's head with a wild swing. Baymax ducked the blow, grabbed its arm, and did a judo flip.

Quickly, however, the beast wrapped its hands around Baymax's leg and crushed the armor plating around it. Baymax used his jetpack to try and get away from it, but the beast's grip wouldn't budge. Da Vinci got in close and used his nanites to strike at the chest of the beast while I sent another beam at its brain.

Sensing, or seeing the incoming danger, the beast released its grip and effortlessly dodged our attacks.

"Woah!" Da Vinci used his nanites to back away, "I...I barely saw that! That thing is fast!"

I was able to see it thanks to my High-Velocity Impact, but this was already looking bad for Da Vinci. If the beast were to strike at him, Da Vinci will not be able to dodge it.

Baymax closed back in to try and kick the beast but was unable to as it caught Baymax's leg and threw him across the street. The beast turns its gaze to Da Vinci.

Quickly, I rushed to the monster and blasted both of my repulsor blasts into its face. I was met with a giant claw gashing at my face shield as I was sent spiraling to the floor.

"Hatsume!" Da Vinci cried out and sent a wave of nanites at the beast. The beast quickly dodged the attack and ran towards Da Vinci, but before he could reach him, Baymax smashed his fist against its skull at full force, knocking the beast several feet.

"I will not allow you to hurt my friends," Baymax said stoically.

"Thanks," Da Vinci replies.

I manage to get up rather quickly thinking how lucky I am to have a suit this powerful. If this had been made from any other material, or worse, had I not had any protection, I would be dead.

"Damn it, Iron Maiden!" Da Vinci scolds me from afar, "What did I say earlier about attacking it?!"

"It was going to attack you!" I shout back.

"I can handle it!" Da Vinci says with aggression, "I don't need you dying for me, you understand that?!"

A little shaken by his reaction, I nod my head, "Yes, Da Vinci. Sorry."

Da Vinci scoffs and refocuses on the beast that is now getting back to its feet, "This thing was made to contend with All Might. We might not be enough to take it out. We have to hold it off until someone else powerful enough to either take it on by themselves or can help us equal our combined prowess to its own."

Just as I am about to fly next to the other two, I hear sirens from behind me like a swarm of police cars drive towards the scene with a single individual tailing behind them. I used my quirk to zoom in on the probable hero behind them. I develop a grin on my face as I recognize the now definite hero.

"Oh, you're gonna get it now villain! You attacked the wrong city, let alone, picked the wrong area!" The hero jumped over the police cars and hoped across the street passing by Da Vinci, Baymax, and myself. Said hero proceeded to kick the beast with her feet to cause it to stagger. The hero then gave the beast two more kicks before ending the combo with a seismic ax kick that cratered the ground under the beast, who was now lying on the floor. The hero jumped back with a grin on her face.

She had an athletic build with muscular arms and legs. Her skin was tanned, her eyes red, long eyelashes, and straight white hair reaching down past her waist. She wore a costume consisting of a sleeveless white leotard with dark purple trim around her shoulders and waist, a wide, yellow crescent moon design over her chest, and two thick metal plates on her midriff. The boots she wore were purple thigh-high, with more plating around the heel and toe areas. She also has a pair of thick white gloves on her hands with long cuffs, sporting small triangular protrusions around their edges.

The hero's most distinct features were her pair of long white rabbit ears pointing upwards with a slight crook on her head, the round whitetail she had, and that her combat boots made it so that her feet looked like those of a rabbit.

"Now," The hero hopped in place anxiously with her fists up, "You'll face me! The No. 5 Pro Hero; The Rabbit Hero: Mirko!"

Da Vinci chuckled, "Business just picked up."

I'm back.