Sakaki hates being out of her home or anywhere safe without her scent blockers on. That had been the first annoyance of the trip, the second was how useless it was. Taking on some low life losers who thought robbing a store was a good idea was annoying at best. They were weak, no combat training and they were easy to scare. Then again seeing two large, angry, mountain men like Bakugou and Kirishima storming towards them was enough to have most spineless people shitting their pants.
So of course that made dealing with the small handful of losers easy. They barely faught. Which sucked. If they decided to run from one hero and his sidekick they should have been prepared for more hero's to arrive. Yet a few baby punches from Kirishima and Bakugou and the men were down and handcuffed. This was stupid. Bakugou could have been rearranging her guts back in the training room. Yet instead here they were. Kirishima and Bakugou stood around chatting with Rock Lock while Sakaki stood back along the sidewalk a few meters away. She didn't even get to punch anyone. Could her day get any worse?
"You smell like a bitch in heat," a voice filled her ear. The stench of tobacco and hot tar filled her nose overriding any scent from the stranger. But she didn't need to scent them to tell the man was an alpha. On high alert she turned on the stranger. Her right hand snapped out in a punch.
He blocked it easily with his arm. She instantly assumed either a strengthening quirk or some sort of reinforcement quirk. Her knuckles screamed in protest when they collided with a suit wearing arm. The man also wasn't tiny. Taller than Bakugou but shorter than Kirishima. Still about a head taller than her. And he felt like she just bare handed punched Kirishima while in his unbreakable form.
Luckily pain was nothing new so she did not even bat an eye at the stinging in her knuckles. She knew better than to let a villain, or alpha know she was hurting. Instead she wanted to know why no one had rushed to her aid? But she didn't have to look over her shoulder back at the boys to know what was going on. She could feel the ground beneath her shaking. The dark patch that washed over her and the villain before her told her this man did not come alone. Smart. Seems they brought someone with a quirk like Mount Lady.
That would keep Kirishima and Bakugou busy. It could take them a few minutes to realize she was fighting her own battle. And by then she could be in trouble if she wasn't careful. That was fine. It just meant she was going to be on her own. She could deal with one villain on her own.
"Someone should teach you it's rude to scent a random bystander. And even more rude to comment about a person's scent," she scolded the man as she jumped back to try and keep a little space between them after he blocked her attack. Her scolding just earned her a deep laugh from the man. He was dressed well. Button up shirt, no tie and a suit jacket. He would have looked like any normal salary man had he not snuck up on her.
"Ain't my fault a slut is walking around smelling as tempting as you are. You make my mouth salivate even from here," he was surely trying to get under her skin. It wouldn't work. She would not be like Bakugou and let her anger get the best of her. Still the urge to call him a disgusting pig crossed her mind.
"I see I will need to beat some manners into you," she said as she glared at the man. Again he is laughing, as if she just told the funniest joke.
"Bring it on little omega slut," he taunted her. That's fine. Let him underestimate her. Now this was what she was expecting when called out to assist another hero. A real fight, and not some sniveling idiots. She could feel an almost feral grin pull at her lips. Oh gods Bakugou may be rubbing off on her. Oh well she will worry about that for another time. Right now she was going to enjoy taking her anger and frustrations out on this villain. She kept a close eye on him, well aware that she was against someone who had a quirk that gave him the advantage.
She adjusted her stance, and moved from fists to open hand strikes. She had no desire to break a knuckle trying to punch him again. He drove for her first. He was fast for his large size, but not as fast as Bakugou. Dodging him was fairly easy. But she hated feeling like she could not spot an opening and attack in the first strike. All she could do was dodge his punched and outreaching hands that were trying to grab for her.
Her slim form made her faster than him though and she was able to stay out of his reach. Her dark eyes watched him closely, he was fast and he held himself like he had some form of training. Boxing or the like came to her mind as she watched how he would keep his hands up in front of him and held his stance. That was fine. He left his sides open since he worried more about keeping his hands by his head. It was a mediocre stance he had. Probably just spend a lot of time hitting a boxing bag in a gym somewhere.
It left him with an opening. A swing to high, another too wide. She watched carefully as she started to spot his weak spots. Stepping in, she stopped dodging. She swept his punch, stepped in and proceeded to deliver a few swift blows to his stomach. She aimed low for the soft spots, avoiding the ribs and aiming low and to his sides. Still it felt like she was driving her palm into a brick wall. She winced more than he did when she struck him. This was a very poor match up for her. Dodging the arm that reached for her she dipped down and swept her leg out as she watched him stubble back. He avoided her sweeping his leg away but still he had not been fast and nimble enough to do it without losing his footing slightly. She took this chance to put some more distance between them. Staying out of his arms reach was the best she could do. Was his quirk like Kirishima's? Was he hardening his body in some form? It seemed he was. Though he was not nearly as strong as Kirishima, her hands were hurting from what few strikes she made. She may as well have just been punching Kirishima in his unbreakable form. Would feel the same way she was sure.
Her fingers reached for the mask she had resting around her neck. She did not have an option, the only way she was going to drop this man was with her quirk. They were out in the street. She needed to get closer to him if she wanted to take him out and not risk her quirk making anyone else sick or sleepy as well. She watched his eyes glance down at her hand as she reached down for the mask. His eyes were calculating as he watched her slide the mask up. The stench of tobacco and hot tar no longer assaulted her poor nose and mouth as she lightly breathed heavily from the fighting.
Now the roles were reversed. She moved quickly trying to close the gap between them. She wanted to let him grab her so that she could release a swift and instant burst of her quirk and knock the big guy on his ass. But it seemed he may have known what her quirk was. Suddenly twinkle toes in front of her was swiftly dancing away from her. He no longer was trying to punch or grab her. He was smart. He was trying to keep her away from himself. She wasn't going to be stupid enough to release a large blast of her quirk out in the middle of the street. Bystanders could end up affected. And worse her own teammates could also suffer. That would be the biggest issue.
"Stop running you coward," she hissed as she curled her lips to snarl at the alpha. But he couldn't see her flashing her tiny fangs in anger thanks to the mask.
"Why don't you just be a good omega bitch and take the mask off. I promise I'll be gentle," he had a disgusting grin pulled at his lips as the meaning behind his second sentence was impossible to miss. She might have gagged if she was not so angry. Disgusting pig of an alpha. But more importantly she was right. He knew her mask being on meant she planned to use her quirk. She should just leave her mask on all the time. Would make these situations less likely.
"Why don't you grow some balls? Or are you scared this little omega is going to kick your ass?" He was not the only one who could taunt the other. She watched his grin turn to a snarl.
"Good try. But the boss warned us about you. A troublesome slut ain't ya," he snarled but remained dancing out of her reach. If she could grab him she would cling to him and turn on her quirk. But he was smart. He was staying away from her. Now they were stuck in this odd stalemate. He could not attack her without risking her turning her quirk on. And she would not turn her quirk on while he was not close enough to incapacitate instantly.
She could still hear the other fighting going on around her. Kirishima, Bakugou and the other hero's were still trying to deal with the over grown fucker that was running rampant. This was now getting annoying. If she wanted to argue and be degraded by someone she could be back at the agency letting Bakugou do it before they fucked like idiots. Ugh she could already hear their next argument. These two fuckers were sent to deal with her. And Bakugou was completely going to chew her out about it. It was also proof he was right. The villains were willing to attack her while she was out in the middle of the street.
Damn it she was growing tired as she chased the strong annoying fucker around the street. He was refusing to let her get close and was even getting desperate as he started to grab at anything he could and throw them at her. Chunks of broken road, parts of broken cars, a damn chunk of a broken street light had forced herself to throw herself backwards and roll out of reach as he used the partially street light as if it was a fucking bat. This was annoying as all hell. Fine if he didn't want to let her in close, then she could just force him to come to her. Thanks to her and Bakugou's little earlier fun in the training room her neck was bare of the normal clear patches that typically sat over her sensitive scent glands. And even while fighting she had been struggling to keep her scent contained. But it was hard. The scent glands job was to produce her sweet omega scent. But thanks to her quirk she could control the scent slightly. And it took a toll on her to do it every day for extended periods. But she could also do the opposite. She could purposefully intensify her scent. A simple thought of Bakugou and what they had been doing earlier allowed her scent to already naturally turn sweeter. A quick sharp burst of her scent was all it took for the alpha to pause. His pupils blew wide. A feral snarl escaped him and in an instant the light pole was dropped. Snarling, snapping fangs launched at her. His hard body collided with hers. Hitting the ground hurt her back but she ignored it. Driving her palm into the bottom of his jaw she pushed his head up so the snapping jaws missed her neck.
"Go to sleep you big fuck," she growled as she instantly let out a sharp burst of her quirk. Typically she would have ripped some of her uniform to make it easier for her quirk to work fast and hard. But with his face trying to reach her neck he was more than close enough for her bare skin around her neck to do the job. The heavy body above her struggled. It took a few good seconds before the struggling slowed down. And eventually the body went limp above her. Well most of the body had gone limp. She refused to acknowledge the hard cock pressed into one hip as she rolled the unconscious body off of her. She was panting heavily as she sat up.
Hitting the ground had knocked the air from her lungs as she sucked as much as she could into her lungs with a few large gasps. She was about to crawl to her feet and help the others when a large crash had her jump to her feet and turn to see the large beast they had been fighting face down in the middle of the road. His once overgrown size started shrinking down back to a normal human. Bakugou had stood over top of the body as it shrunk. His combat boot stomped onto the head and a few angry crackles escaped his palms.
Perfect. Seemed they had each dealt with their respected pain in the ass. Turning she quickly tossed some quirk suppressing cuffs on the man that she left laying face down snoring.
"Hope he wakes up with blue balls," the dark haired woman hissed as she resisted the urge to kick the down alpha before she was turning and walking towards her fellow hero's. Of course those deep red eyes of Bakugou's were the first to look at her. His scowl only seemed to grow deeper as he took in her disheveled appearance and dirt covered uniform.
"Where the fuck were ya?" Bakugou barked as she walked towards them. Reaching up she pulled her mask down to make it easier for her to talk and be heard clearly. She was sure Bakugou's ears may be ringing a little after that fight as the blonde looked a little rough himself.
"Oh you know. Just dealing with my own villain," she said, tossing her head back over her shoulder to look back at the body she left cuffed on the ground.
She watched as Bakugou, Kirishima, Rocklock and his sidekick looked around the woman to spot the man she left unconscious and handcuffed. She could hear the sidekick that she couldn't remember the name of give a whistle.
"Huh took all four of us to deal with one and she took down another alone," she heard the sidekick amaze.
"He wasn't like the one you guys dealt with. He was like Red Riot. Some sort of either enhancement to make his body harder or something. Punching the man was like hitting a brick wall," she said before looking down at her right hand. The one she first punched him with. The knuckles were red and swelling already. Damn it she may have broken something.
"But that enhancement didn't mean he was immune to my quirk. Drew him in close and made sure he went for a nap," she said while she inspected her poor swollen hand. She had been so busy frowning at the injury she didn't even notice Bakugou walk up to her. His hand had shot out to grab her wrist. He ripped her towards him as he started to inspect the injury as if his own dirt and slightly bloody costum meant he was not more injured.
"Your hands fucked," he growled out.
"No shit Sherlock. Asshole came right up behind me. I punched him and he blocked it. This was the result of him blocking my punch with his arm. I'll be fine. You're more beat up than I am," she said as she ran her dark eyes over Bakugou. He was looking a bit dirty. Some specks of blood on his cheeks unsure if they were his or the villains. But the dark spot on his side with a little costume missing revealed the tiny hole in his side. Probably got thrown into something and cut himself. Seemed they each had their struggles with their own fight.
Glancing over, she flashed Kirishima a small smile. Poor guy looked a little rough for wear himself.
"You look a little abused there Kiri," the woman teased lightly.
"Ugh took me and Rock Lock to hold back the big guy so Bakugou and the sidekick could attack. Was strong for his size. Took long enough for us to bring him down," Kirishima said as he wiped away sweat and dirt from his face.
"Do you think they were using? They are Taoka's men so I would not be surprised if they had enhancers in their systems right now," that had both men tense up.
"What!" Was Bakugou's large bark.
"Are you sure?" Kirishima asked, looking concerned himself.
"Well the big guy I faught with told me his boss warned them about my quirk before sending them. Pretty sure that means it's Taoka," she admits with a shrug of her shoulders as she admits to what little was said during her battle.
"We will have them taken into custody and test them. Could explain why they were a bit of trouble," Kirishima said, though he did not sound the most convinced. She could understand his unsureness. She would like to think the newest trigger knock off would be much more of a problem to fight against. So either these men had naturally strong quirks. Or they were drugged up and crazy weak before.
"Whatever. We can discuss this matter more back at the agency. I need a hot shower," she complained, wanting to wash the stench of feral alpha off of her body from the fight. But they had to stick around and wait for the cops to show up before they could head back to the agency and she could get the much needed shower she wanted.