Here's the next chapter, I hope you'll enjoy it.
RubixJr - Thank you so much, I'm so glad you enjoyed it. I'll be sure to add in more cute moments in the future.
Lelouch of Zero - That's really good to hear. Making characters OOC is not really my thing and I find it fun to find ways in which relationships can be built up. I had no idea what Lewis was thinking going to Bakugo first; perhaps he thought he had a miniature redemption arc over final exams. I would honestly love to have Lewis' quirk; it'll be a lot cheaper going from place to place. I hope you'll enjoy the next chapter.
SacredKoopa - We'll have to see how the story progresses. She doesn't get a lot of screen time in the manga so perhaps.
FanSuperAnime - Thank you so much, I'm pleased to know that you enjoyed it. It was fun to write a slightly non-canonical chapter. I should do more of them before and after the Summer Camp Arc. I know it's been a while since I updated, but I do hope you will enjoy this next chapter. Thanks again.
djinn - Thank you so much, I'm sure you will enjoy this chapter just as much. I'm glad you agree about my MLA analysis, but sorry you had to read my rant to that reviewer. They were being very rude and it was just unnecessary. Thanks again for reading.
wellingtonlucas282 - No problem, I'm glad you enjoyed it.
phillyitalian - Haha! Yeah...ridiculous...
[Victor looks up to his storyboard and subtilty removes the post-it note that says 'Jiggle Butt Gang Vs Cheshire- Ultimate crossover?' and throws it in the bin.]
...that never crossed my mind...ahem...anyway, I do rather like that idea. Maybe not in this chapter, but definitely in the future if you don't mind me adopting your idea. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you'll enjoy the next chapter.
Neo Infinity - No problem, it's good to be back. She's one of my favourite girls as well (I haven't come up with a list because there are too many waifus in MHA) I hope you'll enjoy this chapter.
Guest - That's so good to hear; thank you so much for reading.
Guest - That's good to hear. I don't think I ever established that Toru has been naked the whole time so Lewis was in quite a shock. Especially as he has been in close quarters for her for almost half a year. The 'Eight Line Silence', as you coined it, is definitely a first for me. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you'll enjoy the start of the I-Islan arc.
Guest - Lewis - Totally agree
Night Terror - Totally agree (especially the first one)
Charles - Totally agree
Edgar - Wouldn't call him dense; he's a lovable pervert (if such thing exist)
Michael - Not dense, but just too busy killing demons to care
Tenjo - 1) I think you misread what I written. Six individual heroes, on six different occasions, tried to arrest Xaphan, but, after each hero found out their mistake, they (again individually rather than collectively) didn't make the same mistake twice. Please be careful next time before you review.
2) I made it that way, because...I made it that way. People have preferences that may or may not make sense and that's just apart of life. Lewis didn't want to wear a full body suit just because he didn't. It's not so much as a lame excuse, but rather a lame reason which I'm willing to proudly display. Besides it's not the worst thing ever. Just read and (hopefully) enjoy the story.
3) See number 2
Guest - ...what on earth are you talking about?
Guest - Here it is, I hope you'll enjoy it.
Thank you all for reviewing :)
Chapter 29: I-Island
Japan Central Airport
With his suitcase in his hand and his passport safety gripped in the other, Lewis was looking out over the bustling crowds of people either making their way way towards the security gate or waiting in the sitting area. He was part of the latter group; waiting for Shoko to arrive before they can go through airport security and then to their terminus. He was a little bit early then they arranged to meet so he didn't mind waiting.
It had been some time since the class had their shopping trip; the evacuation was caused because a villain was seen attacking Midoryia, much to Lewis' surprise…not that he was surprised that a villain attacked Midoryia; that guy is a lightning rod for anything bad happening; he was surprised that the villain attacked him in broad daylight in the middle of a crowded public area. It honestly made Lewis a little weary to think they do something so risky. However, Midoryia was perfectly fine although a little shaken up about the whole thing. He hadn't really talked to him since then so maybe he bring up what happened the next time they meet.
Lewis gazed over the crowds once again, briefly wondering when Shoko is going to arrive, before he felt somebody wrap their arms around his stomach from behind him. Surprised, he turned his head around.
"Huh! What are y-EERRKKK!" he gasped as the arms tightened around way too hard and push against his solar plexus.
He fell onto his knees, holding his arms over his stomach in pain.
"Ow…" he gasped out.
"Fleetwood," a familiar voice called out in alarm, making him look around to see Shoko in casual clothing.
Lewis wiped a tear from his eye, "Shoko…good morning…why did you give me the heimlich manoeuvre?" he choked out, trying his best to not sound annoyed.
"I wasn't," she insisted guiltily, "Ashido greeted you by hugging you from the back and I…wanted to do the same thing…sorry I didn't mean to do it so hard," she explained sadly, helping him up off the floor.
Lewis' annoyance immediately left as soon as he saw how sorry she looked, 'Aww, I can't stay mad at her. She's so adorable,' he thought before giving her a reassuring smile, "It's fine…but please warn me next time."
"R-right. Of course."
He looked down and noticed the large suitcase by her side; much larger then he was expecting from her. Shoko noticed the odd look and promptly answered his unanswered question.
"It contains my dress I'm wearing to the gala. Fuyumi picked it out for me. Speaking of which, have you got your suit?"
"I do," he confirmed, patting his suitcase, "I remember Fuyumi texting me what colour the suit I was taking; do you know why she did that?"
"Hmm what colour is it?"
"Black with a dark green shirt."
"My dress is black as well. Why would she pick out clothes the same colour?"
Lewis blushed slightly, "I think she was making sure we match when we go to the gala."
Shoko cocked her head in confusion, "Why would that matter?"
He sweat dropped and decided to change the subject, "Not quite sure. Anyway, should we be going?"
"Actually," Shoko sighed, her brow furrowed in annoyance, "We're waiting for one more person."
"Huh? One more-"
"Hey Todoroki!"
The two turned around and the shout to see Burnin', one of Endeavour's many sidekicks, pushing her way through the crowds. She was dressed in casual clothing rather then her usual hero suit consisting of a baggy white t-shirt under a grey hoodie, leggings, sunglasses, a baseball cap and a neck pillow hung her neck. She wheeled her suitcase over to them and huffed in slight annoyance.
"Don't go running off like that," she complained, "this place is really busy. Do you know what Endeavour would do to me if I lose you already?"
"Sorry Burnin', I was excited to see my friend," she apologised honestly.
The young woman rubbed her face tiredly, "It's fine. And don't call me by my hero name when I'm off duty."
"Right," Shoko agreed before she turned to Lewis and gestured towards the pro hero with her hand, "Fleetwood, this is one of my father's employees. Her name is…is…is…" she frowned slightly and turned back to her, "…I don't think I know your real name."
"Kamiji Moe. But call me Moe," the green haired woman replied with a grin, pulling down her sunglasses to reveal her orange eyes, "so you must be that famous kid from the Sports Festival. Nice to meetcha!" she greeted friendly enough.
Lewis responded with a small smile, "Nice to meet you too. Not too sound rude or anything, but why are you coming with us?"
"My father ordered her to chaperone me," Shoko answered in an annoyed tone.
"Ha! I wouldn't call it chaperoning. I'm just…" Moe tried to find an excuse, but she gave up and shrugged, "Yeah, I'm chaperoning her," she admitted before she thought drearily to herself, 'You have no idea the things I went through explaining why I needed another ticket to the boss.'
Lewis raised an eyebrow as he saw the sidekick seem to deflate miserably, "Are you alright?"
Moe snapped out of her thoughts and grinned, "Nah, I'm fine. So what are we waiting for?" she said before she began to strut towards the security gate with Lewis and Shoko following her, "I-Island here we come!"
Five Minutes Later
"-I'm telling you it only looks like it's on fire," Moe explained irritably to the stern security guard whilst pointing at her hair, "It's part of my quirk. It's safe for me to be on a plane."
From the opposite side of the security gate, Lewis and Shoko watched the argument, having past without any problems. Shoko sighed wearily and shook her head while Lewis only smiled in amusement.
I-Island Airport
Flying over I-Island was an absolute spectacle for Lewis and his face was glued to the private jet window the whole time.
A circular, artificial island containing four separate cities; three of which were arranged in a triangle formation with the largest city in the centre. Each city were separated by a body of water the size of a sea and connected by bridges and tramways. Surrounding the cities and the water was a ring of luscious green forest and woodland; beyond that is the thick metal walls which acted as the defences for the entire island. They towered over the area, keeping it safe for any potential villain who was brave enough to attack it. If you looked closely at the centre city, you could see a towering skyscraper in the dead centre of the island; a 200 story tower known as 'Central Tower' the primary base of research and development and holds the control room for the entire island.
All of this was exciting for Lewis and he had been making plans and routes that he was going to take around. He tried to involve the other two passengers in his excitement, but Moe was more interested in the in-flight movie and her miniature bags of salted nuts while Shoko was oddly silent throughout the whole journey.
The only thing that had him concerned was the people he was supposedly about to meet. The thought of it has been nagging him for days now and it has gotten worst ever since he stepped on the jet. He try to convince himself that it was only the anticipation of it and that it's not a big deal as it first seemed, but there was still a seed of doubt planted which only grew once the jet had touched down on the runway.
Being the only three passengers on Endeavour's private jet, they swiftly and simply left the jet without too much hassle and finally made it to the terminal.
Moe yawned and stretched her arms over her head, "Man, it's good to be back on solid ground after so long," she sighed before looking back at Lewis who was also stretching, "You still meeting those guys, right? Todoroki mentioned it earlier."
"Yeah, they should be-"
He was cut short when he felt somebody tug at his sleeve; he looked around and saw Shoko staring straight into his eyes. She hadn't talked throughout the entire journey and, now that he had a better look at her, seemed to be swaying gently left and right. Lewis blinked curiously at her behaviour.
"Is everything alright, Shoko?"
She responded by stepping closer to him, wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulling him down to her height. She glared into his eyes with fiery determination which made him gulp nervously; it was the same look she had given him at the Sports Festival. Lewis felt slightly nostalgic. Eventually, in an deadly serious tone, she gave one simple command:
"I want head pats."
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"I…beg your pardon," Lewis uttered, fairly sure that he misheard her.
"I want head pats," she repeated in such a calm tone that it would have been hilarious if it wasn't so confusing for him, "Give me head pats now. Stop world from spinning. Make me better with head pats."
Lewis frowned in concern before he noticed that her legs were shaking as she used him to keep herself steady. Her face was very pale and her eyes were starting to lose their focus in fatigue. Lewis eyes widened in realisation as he raised two fingers in front of her face.
"Shoko, how many fingers do you see?"
She squinted at his hand before she shook her head, "Stop moving it. I can't count it."
"What's wrong with her?" Moe inquired in concern, "She's acting like she's drunk."
"I think she is suffering from a severe case of airsickness," Lewis hummed, "Shoko is this the first time you've been on a plane?"
"Yes," she moaned sickly as she leaned her head against his shoulder, "…I spent most of the time…trying not to throw up…"
"Might explain why you've been quiet…er than usual." Lewis mused, "Do you need anything? Water? Food?"
"Head pats," she moaned.
"Why do you keep asking for that?"
Moe cocked an eyebrow at her, "Is she going to be alright?"
Lewis gave her a small smile, "She's fine. A little dizzy…"
"Why's the cactus speaking to us?" Shoko mumbled as she looked over at Moe.
"…and a little delirious," Lewis continued as Moe gave an odd look, "but nothing that a good rest can't fix."
Moe sighed and rubbed the back of her head, "If you say so. Good thing Endeavour is not around to see this," she mumbled as she looked over her shoulder, "I have no idea how we're gong to get her through security like th- what are you doing?" she asked, noticing that Lewis had his phone out and was taking a few selfies of him and Shoko on his shoulder.
"Sorry, I never seen her so defenceless before. I can't help it," he explained sheepishly, "She's being really adorable right now."
"And what would you do once she gets better?" Moe asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"You smell like mint," Shoko mumbled into his shoulder, "it's nice. It's like smelling toothpaste."
"…I have reason to believe that she won't remember any of this," Lewis shrugged.
Shoko picked her head up off his shoulder and looked up with him with a dazed look, "I want a head pat. Head pats will make me better," she demanded as she puffed out her cheeks.
Lewis chuckled slightly, "I don't think patting your head will make you feel any better."
Her pouty look morphed into a cold, hard stare. She raised her hand to his face and lightly smacked his nose.
Slap!
"Head pat!"
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"Head pat!"
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"Head pat!"
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"Head pat!"
"Ow ow! Fine!" Lewis cried before he began to pat her head gently, "You are surprisingly needy when you're not feeling well," he sighed.
Shoko, judging by the small but pleased smile on her face as he petted her, didn't seem to mind too much.
Meanwhile, waiting in the pick-up area of the airport, two stern people hid themselves among the crowds of people and watched the stream of newly arrived travellers coming out of the terminal. One of them was a seven foot tall, muscular man who looked to be his early thirties with fair skin and a bald head. He had small, beady grey eyes, a large square jaw that was covered by a face mask. The other person was a six foot tall, skinny woman who looked to be in her late twenties with wavy black hair, an olive skin tone and sharp red eyes; she also had a small scar on her right cheek. They were both wearing expensive-looking black suits and ties and black newsboy caps; the large man was holding a sign that read 'Lewis Fleetwood' on it.
The woman sighed in boredom and she watched another group of people leave through the terminal, "When is he getting here again?" she muttered.
The man just grunted in reply, causing her to sigh once more.
"I am being patient," she grumbled, "I just can't stand staying in these clothes any longer. I don't know why you insisted on getting here early."
The man, once again, grunted in reply.
"So what? If we accidently miss him then we can go after him later," she said as she watched another group of people go by, "the boss doesn't care when we get him; all he cares about is making sure he's he there when-" she stopped when she noticed him flinch slightly, "Huh? You spotted him?" she asked as she looked over to where is glaring at.
To her surprise, she saw their target coming out of the terminal whilst carrying a ill-looking girl with red and white hair on his back as well as walking with another woman with green fiery hair.
"Do you really have to carry her like that?" Moe muttered as she gave him a look, "What if somebody recognises her."
"She almost fell down the escalator three times. I'm not letting her go until I know she could be trusted," Lewis answered before he reached up and petted her head, making her smile contently, "Besides, I don't think she wants to get off."
"I'm so far up. Everybody looks like ants," Shoko hummed as she lazily looked over the pick-up area.
"I'm not that tall, Shoko."
The woman cursed under her breath, "Damn. Who the hell are they?" she muttered before she frowned, "Never mind, we'll lead them all away and kill the other two," she was about to call out to grab their attention, but the man grabbed her arm and subtilty pulled her away, "What the hell are you doing?"
The man grunted and pointed over his shoulder at the three. The woman took another look at them before her eyes widened in realisation.
"Endeavour, huh? Crap. Did that boy knew that this was a trap?"
The man grunted again.
"Then why did he bring one of his sidekicks and his own daughter along?" she spat at him, "You think it was just a coincidence."
The man looked down at her and gave another firm grunt, causing her to growl in annoyance.
"Fine, but you're the one who tells the boss," she muttered before the two quickly and swiftly left the airport.
Back with Lewis, Moe and a sickly Shoko, they tried their best to find the people who sent the invitation, but nobody made themselves known. They were at least expecting somebody to pick him up. After a while Moe gave a small shrug and turned to a worried Lewis.
"Looks like they're not here. What you want to do?" she asked him.
Lewis was about to answer, but he suddenly yelped as Shoko pulled his cheek, "Fleetwood...you haven't petted my head in 22.45 seconds," she sternly groaned with a small pout.
"She needs some rest," he said as he reached up and petted her head once more, causing her to release his cheek, "Let's go to her room where she can get better."
"Purr. Purr. I'm a kitty cat. Meow," Shoko mumbled in her monotone voice.
"Good call," Moe agreed as they swiftly left the airport.
Hotel
It turned out that the organisers wanted the best for their guests as they had booked Shoko and Lewis at the most exclusive hotel on the entire island; located in the central city, the lavish hotel overlooked one of the best views of the lakes and the vibrant cities. Even the cab ride there was stunning; tall, spectacular buildings, green luscious parks and green areas and Lewis even spotted some famous heroes here and there. He would have been glued to his window once again, but he also had to make sure Shoko didn't fall out of her seat.
Eventually, they had checked in and were riding the elevator up to the 50the floor, ready to finally settle down in their room.
"Fleetwood," Shoko moaned, once again being carried on Lewis' back, "I want soba."
"Of course," Lewis said with a weary smile, "You can have soba later."
"But I want it now,"
"But I don't have soba right now."
"Make some."
Lewis sweat dropped, "How?"
"With the…with the thing. The thing."
"The thing?"
"The thing."
"…Yes, I'll make it with… the thing later."
"Fine," she pouted angrily.
'So cute!' Lewis squealed in his head.
The elevator stopped and the doors slid open to reveal a brightly lit hallway with doors lining the walls. They turned left and strolled down hallway before they found the right room; Moe open the door onto the most spectacular hotel suite he's ever been in. There was a sitting room with a comfortable sofa, an ebony coffee table and a flat screen TV hung on the wall; two private bedrooms with king sized beds and soft duvets; each bedroom had its own private bathroom with a shower cubical large enough for at least four people and there was an amazing view of the city and the Central Tower through the wide windows in the sitting room. Moe immediately made a beeline to the mini fridge on the other side of the room while Lewis took Shoko to one of the bedrooms.
"Get some rest and you'll feel much better in an hour or so," he gently told her as he placed her on the soft bed.
"I don't want sleep; I want soba," she murmured before she laid her head down on the pillow and instantly fell asleep.
Lewis gave an amused smile before he left the room and closed the door gently behind him. He turned back around and sweat dropped once he saw Moe was already lounging on the sofa waiting TV. She was chugging on a can of beer with one hand and using the remote to click through the channels with the other.
'She sure knows how to make herself comfortable, huh?' he thought, "You already drinking at this time of day. Aren't you supposed to be chaperoning us?"
"Nah," she said, not taking her eyes of the TV, "I'm supposed to be chaperoning Todoroki. You can do whatever you want. Also I'm on holiday, I can do what I want and drink when I want."
Lewis had to admit that he couldn't find a fault in her logic.
He looked into the adjacent bedroom and frowned slightly, "Err…there's only two beds here. Should we figure out sleeping arrangements?"
Moe was about to respond by saying that they could work on that later when realisation struck her like a lightning bolt, 'Wait. He's got a point. Endeavour put me in change of his daughter, but I was so busy preparing for the trip that I haven't prepared for Fleetwood. What do I do?'
Moe thought of five possible solutions:
Suggestion 1: Make Lewis sleep on the sofa and she and Shoko take the bed.
However, the more she thought about it, the more of a bad idea it seemed. She imagined a chibi version of Shook and Endeavour talking to her.
"You let my friend sleep on the couch," chibi Shoko shouted, "I'm gonna tell daddy on you."
Chibi Endeavour pointed at her accusingly, "My little princess told me she was not happy. You're fired, Burnin'"
Moe gulped and thought about the second suggestion:
Suggestion 2: Let Lewis and Shoko sleep in the same bed.
"What!?" chibi Endeavour shouted at her in her head, "you let my little princess sleep with a boy!? You're fired!"
Suggestion 3: She and Lewis share a bed.
"Burnin'!" Chibi Endeavour yelled at her as held up a newspaper with a photo of her and Lewis sleeping in the same bed, "why are you in the same bed as a minor! Not only am I going to arrest you, but I'm going to fire you!"
Suggestion 4: She and Shoko sleep together.
"Burnin'!" Chibi Endeavour yelled at her as held up a newspaper with a photo of her and Shoko sleeping in the same bed, "why are you in the same bed as my little princess! Not only am I going to arrest you, but I'm going to kill you…and then fire you!"
Suggestion 5: She sleeps on the sofa while the others get the bed. (She had no idea why this was the last suggestion she thought of)
"Burnin'!" Chibi Endeavour called out to Chibi Burnin', "that villain you defeated took 0.45 seconds longer than usual; are you sick of something?"
"No sir!" Chibi Burnin' responded, "I just have a bad back because I slept on a sofa during my holiday."
"What!? You did something that you knew would jeopardise your work knowingly!?" he roared back, "how could you do something so irresponsible!"
"But…I caught the villain-"
"That's no excuse! You're fired!"
Moe snapped out of her thoughts; sweat pouring down her brow as she began to shake, 'There's no way I can win,' she thought as she tightened her grip around the beer can, 'This is like the kobayashi miru of problems; no matter what I do I'll get fired…or arrested…or killed. I can't get fired; my pride as a hero will fall like a house of cards. I won't find work and have to return home and work at ma and pa's store selling sweets to little brats and newspapers to old people for the rest of my life. Oh God, what am I going to do?! I'm a failure!'
Lewis popped his head out of the second bedroom, "Good news. I found a pull out mattress under the bed. I can sleep there."
"Oh thank God!" Moe yelled, making him jump in surprise, "there's another solution!"
"Moe…why are you crying?" Lewis asked with a small concerned frown.
Moe wiped her tears with the back of her hand, "I'm just happy that you found somewhere to sleep."
"O-okay," Lewis uttered in confusion, 'maybe working for Endeavour puts a strain on people,' he thought.
Lewis was unaware how much of an understatement that is.
The Pavilion
Later on, once Lewis was unpacked and settled, he left the hotel and headed towards the first stop on his list: The Pavilion. He would have liked to go with the other two, but Shoko was still asleep and Moe wanted to relax before she did anything else; he didn't mind, of course, as he was free to explore the marvellous utopia. It felt like he was walking through a city in a sci-fi movie; buildings of different colours, shapes and sizes surrounded him from laboratories to shopping malls. There was even free public wifi which was impressive all on itself. Ever so often he would see a pro hero wondering about; either shopping, showing of the newest gear they acquired or simply signing autographs to the public.
As soon as he made it to the Pavilion, a grand building not too far away from the hotel, he showed the security the exclusive pass Shoko had gave him before they got on the plane and was allowed inside. He was giddy in excitement as he stepped into the grand, dimly-lit exhibition hall; his eyes taking in the wonderful works of technology in front of him which were separated into showcases. From handheld objects, to support equipment, to hero suits and even entire vehicles; the Pavilion was a treasure trove of wonder for him.
Lewis grinned and flicked his hand to make a notepad and pen appear, "Let's do this."
He spent the next half hour studying every item he came across and jotting notes of them down in his notepad; making sure that he visited every single one. He noted measurements, materials and even the inventors who created them so he could do more research later. Photographs or recording was not allowed so he had to sketch some interesting features just so he could show Hatsume when he got back to school.
However, there was one thing he was looking for in particular and was having trouble finding it. He was currently reading a description beneath a showcase displaying a hero suit and finding out how it operated.
"Aerodynamic, temperature control, remote control drones..." he muttered before he sighed, "Nothing about invisibility. There has to be one somewhere."
"There's an aircraft that has a cloaking device used for spying if that helps."
Lewis yelped in surprise as somebody spoke back to him over his shoulder in English. He twirled around and saw a beautiful young woman standing behind him. She had long wavy blond hair, fair skin and dazzling blue eyes that shone in excitement. Despite being a few inches shorter than him, she looked to be eighteen years old and gave off a mature, kind aura. She wore a white short sleeved shirt under a dark pink waistcoat, grey capri trousers, plaid kneel-high socks, brown boots and a pink plaid bow. She also wore oval-shaped glasses which made her cute as well as beautiful. Judging by her accent, Lewis guessed that she was from the U.S, but was too much in a daze to guess which part she was from.
Lewis gulped and tried to formulate any sort of coherent sentence, but found himself unable to do so. Luckily, she was able to speak first.
"Sorry, didn't mean to surprise you," she apologised honestly with a small sheepish smile, "I saw you earlier wondering around the exhibition and I thought you were lost and came to help you. Then you began muttering something about invisibility and thought you wanted to see the Nighthawk IV."
"The...the what, sorry?"
"The Nighthawk IV," she repeated, pointing over his shoulder at an aircraft not too far away, "With the cloaking device."
"Oh right! No, sorry. I was looking for something for my friend," he replied awkwardly.
The woman giggled which made him blush slightly, "I see you were..." she trailed off slightly before she frowned slightly, "Wait a moment, aren't you..." her eyes lit up in recognition, "...Lewis Fleetwood? That's you name, right?"
He raised an eyebrow in confusion, "Yes that's right."
She clapped her hands happily and gave him a bright smile, "Of course. How exciting! I watched you at the U.A Sports Festival."
Lewis flinched at that before he hung his head in despair, "Let me guess...Cheer-wood," he sighed.
Can he have at least one person in the world that didn't watch the Sports Festival?
She sweat dropped and gave him an apologetic look, "Well...yes," she admitted, seeing him physically deflate, "But mainly because of the cavalry battle you were in. You were able to cut through the other student's vine hair easily, right? Please can I see how you did it?"
Lewis perked up a little at that, "Do you mean this?" he asked as he made the playing card appear in hand and handed it to her carefully, "Yeah, of course."
She eagerly took it and inspected it, "Huh? A playing card?" she muttered before she took a closer look, "No wait. One of the long sides has been sharpened. It also feels like it was made of some sort of metal alloy, light but sturdy. How fascinating. I've only seen this material used for hero suits, but never as an equipment," he bright eyes turned to him, "If you don't mind me asking, but why a playing card?"
"My father used to be a magician and he taught me how to throw cards like this," he said, taking the card from her and flicking it into the air. The card flew away from him before it arch upwards and lopped back towards him, leading him to catch it easily, "I can throw it pretty far and accurately so I based the equipment on it. I came up with the designs and a friend of mine back at U.A made them."
"That's amazing," she gasped, "Did you say designs...as in plural?"
"Yes. I've got a few that give off small explosions and I've designs for ones that can act as tracking devices."
The young woman's smile widened in excitement and her eyes dazzled in keenness, "Have you thought of one that can give off an electromagnetic pulse so you can disrupt villains who rely on technology. If not then can I make you one. I've been looking for a new challenge lately. It'll only take a few hours and I promise you it'll be perfect."
Lewis blinked in surprise, "You create hero gear?"
She gasped in realisation, "Ah right! I forgot to introduce myself," she uttered before she held out her hand for him to shake, "My name is Melissa Shield. I'm a third year at I-Island Academy. It's a pleasure to meet you."
He smiled kindly and shook her hand, "It's nice to meet you too," he said before he raised an eyebrow, "Wait, Melissa Shield as in-"
"Yep," she said with a sheepish smile, "David Shield is my father. I get that all the time."
David Shield is a big deal in the world of modern technology and the leading expert in hero gear and suits. He is credited for creating the most advance and creative innovations of the last decade. Most of the inventions in the pavilion were either made or inspired by David's hard work; he even won a Nobel Prize for it. Not only that, but he was, famously, All Might's first sidekick; designing several of the pro hero's most iconic suits. After his retirement from the pro hero business, he began to reside and work on I-Island creating gear that help maintain the era of peace across the world. Lewis felt like he was lucky just to even meet one of his relatives, however, he had actually recognised Melissa from somewhere else.
"That's really cool," he said, "but, I was actually going to say that your Melissa Shield; I read your paper on heat-absorbing fibres a while ago."
Melissa was taken slightly back by this, "You read that," she said with a small blush, "I wrote that in my first year and nobody's mentioned it ever since it was published."
"But it was brilliant. I happen to come across it online and was so invested in it. I really enjoyed reading it. I especially love the joke about how the hero community would 'warm up' to the new innovation."
"Please don't remind me that I wrote that," she groaned in embarrassment, "I read the paper allowed at a seminar and nobody laughed. That was humiliating."
"I laughed."
"Did you?" she asked sceptically.
"Well, it was more of a light chuckle."
Melissa giggled in amusement, "Great, I'm sure me from two years ago would have been thrilled," she said causing both of them to laugh. Once they recovered, Melissa gave him a sweet smile, "but really, thank you. It's nice to hear that somebody from U.A liked my paper. Speaking of U.A, do you by any chance know somebody called Deku?"
Lewis raised an eyebrow and was about to respond when somebody called out to them.
"Melissa!" Lewis turned and was surprised to see Midoryia wearing his hero costume running towards them, "did you see there's a VR simulation we can…" he trailed off once he got closer and noticed Lewis, "…Fleetwood?"
"Midoryia?" Lewis replied back in Japanese, "what are you doing here?"
"Uncle Might invited him to I-Island," Melissa answered also in Japanese, "I've been showing Deku around while he and my dad catch up."
'She's fluent in Japanese as well. She's really cool,' Lewis couldn't help but think before he noticed what she said, "Err…Uncle Might?"
She gave a small chuckle, "I've known him since I was six and I've always called him that. He and my dad are so close that he might as well be my uncle."
Lewis glanced over at Midoryia who shook his head to signify he'll answer his question later. He hummed in understanding before turning back to Melissa.
"Right, you father used to work with All Might. It's nice for them to keep in touch," he said before he drearily thought, 'I wish it was the same with Sir Nighteye,' he sighed in his head, "so All Might's on I-Island. This gala must be a big deal."
"I didn't know you were invited, Fleetwood?" Deku remarked.
"I was…kind of. It's a long story which I'm still trying to figure out," he said, "Shoko was the one invited me."
"Really? Todoroki's here as well," Deku mused, "Is she around?"
"She's currently…having a small rest at the hotel. It was a long flight."
"Yeah, I'm kind of the same. Travelling really takes a toll on your body, doesn't it."
'You have no idea,' Lewis sighed in his head, thinking about all the times Shoko demanded for head pats in her delusional state, "There's plenty more things to see, should we all go around together?"
"That sounds great," Deku chirped, "Have you seen the aircraft that can go underwater yet?"
Lewis' eyes widened in fascination, "Not yet. Let's go."
The trio began to walk back through the exhibition hall; he two boys looking around in amazement while Melissa smiled happily as she watched them enjoy themselves. However, after a while of sightseeing, Melissa walked beside Lewis and caught his attention.
"So Lewis, I was wondering if we can talk more about your quirk later?"
"My quirk?"
"Yeah, I saw that you had some sort of teleportation quirk on T.V. I've never met somebody with a quirk like that before. It'll be really helpful to know more about," she said as she held her hands behind her back as she walked, "Sorry if I'm being nosy. I like to study other people's quirks and come up with new hero gear that suits them. If it's personal than I-"
"No, no, I don't mind at all," he insisted as he made his notepad appear in his hand, "I would like to show you some of my ideas as well, if you don't mind."
Melissa smiled happily before she looked down at his notepad with a raised eyebrow. Lewis looked down as well and blushed in embarrassment when he saw that it was the notepad with a collection of cute cartoon kittens on the front cover. It was his personal favourite notepad which he rarely takes out in public. He stammered in humiliation, trying to find an excuse before Melissa reached into her inside breast pocket and pulled an identical copy of his notepad; cute cartoon kittens and everything. She smiled and tapped her notepad against his gently.
"Snap!" she said with a cute giggle and a friendly wink.
Lewis swore that his heart skipped a few beats when she did that; her eyes sparkled, her golden hair shimmered and her voice was like a soft melody. She seemed to give off a bright glow that dazzled him for a couple of seconds; he felt as if he walking on air...
...although, he was sudden brought out of his daze when somebody coughed.
"Ahem!"
They jumped and turned around to see three more familiar faces from their class. Jiro, Momo, and Ochako stood behind them wearing their hero costumes and giving the boys interrogative glares. Jiro and Momo (or Earphone Jack and Creatie since their in costume) fixed their glares solely on Lewis with an unimpressed look while Uravity's eyes seemed to dart from Deku to Melissa as if she was deciphering what was going on. Lewis had no idea why, but he felt a little intimidated by their glares.
"Uraraka! Jiro! Yaoyorozu! What are you girls doing here!?" Deku cried in shock.
"Hey Deku," Uravity hummed as she glanced at Melissa and then back to him, "You seem to be having a lot of fun."
"Don't sound too surprise," Earphone Jack pointed out, "You make it seem like you were doing something in secret."
"Although, it is unusual that you didn't tell the class. So maybe you were keeping it a secret," Creatie mused, raising an eyebrow at Lewis.
Lewis gulped and lifted his hands in defence, "Oh no, it's just that it was just happened suddenly. We barely had time to talk since the shopping trip," he suddenly remembered their third companion and gestured to her, "This is Melissa Shield. I happened to bump into her and Deku a few minutes ago. Melissa these are our classmates."
"Really?" Melissa gasped in joy, "Amazing! How wonderful to meet all of you. I think I recognise all of you from the Sports Festival. You were all great," she kindly said, surprising the girls by how nice she was, "I was showing Deku around I-Island while my dad and Uncle Might are-"
Deku suddenly yelped and pulled Melissa away to talk to her in private. Lewis assumed he was telling her to keep the fact that he and All Might travelled together. As they were doing that, Earphone Jack and Creatie turn the eyes onto him.
"So you were invited as well?" Creatie inquired.
"Well, Shoko invited me and I went along with her. She's at our hotel room now," he explained.
The girl's eyes darkened suddenly, causing him to gulp nervously.
"Shoko, huh?" Earphone Jack hummed.
"Same hotel room, huh?" Creatie hummed as well.
Lewis sweat dropped anxiously, 'Shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that,' he thought before he sighed, 'Also, were we supposed to be wearing our hero costumes?' he questioned as the two girls continued to glare at him.
Cafe
Melissa, unknowingly, rescued him by inviting everybody to a nearby cafe that she liked to which everybody agree to. They were currently sat outside the cafe at tables with large brightly coloured parasols to shade away from the midday sun. The cafe patio had a wonderful view of the area and they were able to see many sorts of attractions from funfair rides to demonstration areas where heroes can show off their skills for the public.
Melissa and the girls were sat around one table,; drinking tea, eating pastries and chatting happily. It seemed like they had become quick friends. On another table, Lewis and Deku sat and drank their own tea in comfortable silence as they listened to the girls' talk. Eventually, Lewis thought it was time to talk about what was going on.
"So, All Might I invited you here," he began prompting the green haired boy.
"Yeah, It was actually Melissa who organised all of this. She wanted to surprise Mr. Shield," his green eyes lit up, "He was so cool! I wanted to ask him so many questions on all of All Might's hero costumes from the Bronze Age to Golden Age collection! I wonder if I'll meet him again! I want him to sign my notebook!"
"Easy, easy," Lewis ushered gently, waving both hands to calm him down, "You know I can't understand you when you speak too fast," he half-joked before he frowned seriously, "So, do they know about All Might's…health?"
Deku hummed sadly and shook his head, "I fairly sure Melissa doesn't know. Mr Shield however…probably. Honestly, I'm a little worried about him. He likes to say he's fine and always has his famous smile on his face, but ever since the USJ incident, he's been finding it hard to maintain his powerful form. I don't know how long he could keep it up."
Lewis frowned slightly at this, "I see. He does have a reputation for taking on too much responsibility even if it's dangerous; he is a pro hero after all," he mused, "however he's not one to lie; especially to people like you. I'm sure he'll tell you if there's anything wrong when he needs to. Otherwise, I don't think there's anything to worry about."
Deku hummed and nodded, "Yeah, I guess," he admitted before he decided to change the subject, "So, how did you get invited here? You said it was a long story."
Lewis sighed and began to explain the entire situation to him; from him receiving the letter, to how suspicious it all seemed, to not finding the organisers at the airport. When he finished, Deku was scratching his chin thoughtfully.
"That is weird. If it was a scam then surely the I-Island authorities would catch wind of it almost immediately. It seems almost pointless what they did Maybe there was a mistake in the booking?"
"Perhaps, but why would they-"
"Your Crème Brûlée, sorry for the wait," a their waiter said as he placed the desserts on the table before them.
Both Lewis and Deku perked up at the voice as they recognised it and turned their classmate Denki Karminari wearing a waiter's uniform and a round tray under his arm. Their eyebrows raised at the sudden appearance.
"Karminari," Lewis uttered, "What are you doing here?"
"Not just him," another voice called out beside him. They looked down to see Mineta, also wearing a waiter's uniform, smirking up at him, "I'm here as well."
"They needed extra wait staff and since that meant a free trip to the island we applied to work," Karminari cheerly explained as the girls' tables took notice of them.
Mineta nodded in agreement, "Yep, we get to explore the island on our breaks, get paid and there's a chance that we'll see some hot island babes," he said before his eyes landed on Melissa. He licked his lips and quickly sped to her, "I came, I saw, I-"
As quick as lightning, Lewis stuck out his foot and tripped him, causing him to smack face first into the ground.
THUNK!
"OW!"
"And you had been conquered," Lewis sighed, looking down at Mineta in disappointment. He looked back at Melissa with a serious look, "Be cautious with him.'
Mineta raised his head off the ground and glowered at him, "Hey, what was that for!?"
"Don't you have a job to do," Lewis sharply said, "Be more professional."
"Ah come on, Fleetwood. Don't be like that," Karminari said as he wrapped his arm around his shoulder, "But seriously, who's the girl. Can you introduce us?" he whispered, causing Lewis to hum in annoyance.
"Cease that at once!" another familiar voice barked as they zoomed over to their table and stopping right in front of Mineta and Karminari, "You came here to work and earn money, did you not? You should not be socialising with our classmates," Iida, dressed in his hero costume, yelled at them.
"Iida, you're here as well," Uravity beamed, "Wow, it's starting to feel like a class trip."
Iida turned to the others and nodded formally, "Of course. Almost my entire family has had some sort of equipment or gear that was made on I-Island; we are thankful for all their hard work. We were invited to the event, but I was the only one who had the time to go."
"It was the same for me," Creatie spoke up after she sipped her tea, "My father is major investor and so we were naturally invited."
"She also had some spare VIP tickets and so we got to tag along. Although, we had to compete for the tickets to the gala with the other girls...," Earphone Jack explained coolly as she pointed to herself and Uravity, "...and we won. Ashido, Asui and Hagakure are also here, but they're won't be joining us to the gala."
'That's a shame. It would have been great fun for them to join us at the party tomorrow,' Lewis thought as he imagined Mina and Toru in beautiful dresses. He banished the image almost immediately with a small blush.
"I'm sure we can all meet up the day after tomorrow," Melissa said, "I can even give you a tour of the expo once it opens," she offered, earning thrilled and excited looks from the others.
BANG!
Everybody jumped in shock at the sound of an explosion from somewhere in the distance. They all looked over the balcony and saw an round enclosure not too far away. The enclosure contained several tall rock formations which looked like a small mountain range; disappearing over the enclosure was a plume of smoke which must have come from the explosion.
"Huh, that's Mountain Area," Melissa hummed, "they hold quirk demonstrations there for pro heroes. Why don't we check it out?"
"Sounds great," Karminari and Mineta cheered in excitement.
"Not you two," Iida firmly said, "You still have a job to do."
The two boys slumped in disappointment before Mineta glared up at the blond, "Get a job on I-Island, you said. It'll be fun, you said."
"Shut up, dude. I know," Karminari sighed drearily.
Mountain Area
The Mountain Area was much larger than Lewis was expecting; as soon as they entered, they walked out onto a viewing platform where an audience sat and watched eagerly. Separated from the platform by a barrier and a small lake, the rest of the enclosure was taken up by the mountain of rocks itself. All over the rocky terrain were six battle robots dotted around which acted as the targets that needed to be defeated. At the foot of the mountain was a round platform, that was connected to the viewing platform via a bridge, where a women with orange hair, fair skin and a painted on star under her left eye acted as the commentator stood.
They seemed to have come in just as somebody was using the course, exploding each of the robot targets with precision and speed as they zipped across the area. The person doing the course was another familiar person.
"DDDDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Bakugo roared as he slammed his fist into the last robot and making it explode in a shower of flame and metal.
"Die?" Melissa muttered in confusion while the other U.A students just sighed miserably.
Bakugo landed on the circular starting platform; a confident smirk upon his face as he began to walk away back over the bridge.
"Amazing!" the commentator cheered, "He was able to take down all six targets in fifteen seconds making him currently in first place!"
Bakugo chuckled proudly, "Of course, I'll get first place."
"Hey Bakugo!" Kirishima in his hero costume called out from the other side of the bridge, pointing up to viewing platform where Lewis and the others were watching, "The others are here!" he called out before waving up at them, "Hey guys!"
"Hey Kirishima!" Deku replied with a friendly wave, "Hey Kacchan!"
Bakugo's eye twitched in fury before he used his explosions to fly up and grab hold of the railing, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE, YOU DEKU!" he roared, making Deku back away in fright, "YOU BETTER NOT HAVE FOLLOWED ME OR YOU'RE DEAD!"
"Kacchan please come down," Deku whimpered.
"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!"
While Iida was acting as peacemaker between an irate Bakugo and a scared Deku, Lewis looked over the railing and down at Red Riot.
"Hi Kirishima. Didn't expect you guys to be here as well."
Red Riot gave a small laugh, "Yeah, Bakugo was invited because he won the Sports Festival and I decided to tag along."
"How's it going so far?"
"It's been great. Bakugo wanted to check this out to decided who's the most manliest-"
"SHUT UP! I ONLY DID IT TO BEAT SOME SHIT UP!" Bakugo yelled at him before he began shouting at Deku again.
Red Riot didn't seem to mind his yelling and shrugged, "Well, I doing it to show how manly I am," he said, pointing at thumb at himself, "I'm eighth place with thirty three seconds. Why don't you give it a try? Where's your hero costume?"
Lewis smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head, "Didn't know I needed I needed it, to be honest. But I suppose I can always go back to U.A and retrieve it," he hummed. The laws on I-Island were much more relaxed then in Japan, meaning that people were able to use their quirks if they wanted to. He turned to the other U.A students, "Do you all want a go?"
The girls and Iida passed on the offer, but Deku, with some encouragement form Uravity, agreed and headed down to sign up for it; much to the anger of Bakugo. Lewis quickly teleported to U.A, retrieved his costume, put it on, and appeared at the Mountain Zone in only eight minutes; just in time for Deku to begin his run.
Deku crouched down; green electricity began to spark around him as he increased his power. As soon as the commentator announced his start, he leapt up into the air and impressive speeds and honed in on the first robot hidden amongst the rocky terrain. He reared back his fist and smashed it against the robot's face; the robot imploded on impact, but Deku had already zoomed over to the next target. The second robot down as easily and then the third and forth in mere seconds.
Lewis smiled contently with his mask pulled down over his chin, but then he heard Melissa hum to herself. He looked over and saw her inspect Deku's movement with a critical eye and a small intense frown upon her face. It was as if she was trying to figure something out; a mystery that shouldn't be possible whatsoever and Lewis was generally concerned for what she could be thinking.
"Everything alright, Melissa?" he asked cautiously.
She didn't reply until Deku had dealt with the last robot target as he smashed it to pieces. As soon as he was done, she turned to him with a bright smile; a complete 180 degrees from what she had previously been.
"Yeah, great. Deku is awesome, huh?" she chirped.
Lewis could not help but think that she was putting on an act to reassure him that everything was fine. He decided not to question it.
He said his goodbyes to the others and headed down to the grounds just in time to announce Deku's times.
"Amazing!" the announcer called, "Deku destroyed all six targets in sixteen seconds. This makes him second place."
All the audience cheered while Deku rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. All except for Bakugo who grumbled in anger at him almost beating his time. It was Lewis', now called Cheshire, time to do the course. After signing up and waiting for the organisers to put in more targets, he crossed the bridge and stood at the starting position; the mountains of rock towering high above him.
"Alright, we have another participant who also goes to U.A High School," the commentator proclaimed, "He's come all the way from Australia, give it up for Cheshire!" he announced, earning another round of cheers from the audience.
Cheshire hung his head in defeat, "Australia...really? That's even further away then America," he quickly shook of his gloom, put on his googles and mask and concentrated on his terrain, 'The robots didn't seem to be very sturdy; they could designed to be easily defeated like the ones at the entrance exam for people with non-strength enhancing quirks. However, it might be safer to use these,' he thought as he flicked both his hands and made six cards appear; one between every two fingers, making it appear that he had claws, 'this should cut through very easily.'
"Ready..." the commentator announced, making Lewis tense up, "...get set..." he pictured each of the target's location in his head, having memorised it from watching Deku and Bakugo, "GO!"
As soon as the word left her lips, Cheshire disappeared in a blink of an eye and reappeared right beside the first target. He slashed the robot with his land hand across its torso; the metal that it was made of foiled and broke apart as soon as the bladed card cut through it.
'I was right. They are easy to defeat,' he thought before disappearing before he was caught up the explosion.
He immediately appeared just below the second target and swiped upwards with his right hand along its torso and head. They too cut without much effort, allowing him to disappear once again and appear just above the third target. Using crossed both arms in front of him and slashed the target with both hands, making a large 'X' shaped marks on its torso before disappearing once again.
He easily dealt with the third and forth robots, but, for the last one. he felt like showing off.
Cheshire appeared upside down in mid-air just above the target, much to the awe of the audience. He flicked both his hands to get rid of the bladed cards and, in their place, made two explosive cards appear; one in each hand. Whilst still turning in mid-air, he flung the two cards with expert precision; the cards flew and arched their way towards the last target and struck the target on both sides. Cheshire disappeared and reappeared on the starting platform in a crouched position and his arms outstretched posing for the audience just in time for both cards to explode and taking out the last target.
Cheshire couldn't help but grin shyly as the audience cheered in delight of his performance; they had never seen such as spectacle before and so quickly as well. He awkwardly walked off the starting platform and headed across the bridge, not wanting to be in the centre of attention for any longer.
"The results are in!" the commentator announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a record breaker here! Cheshire was able to complete the course in seven seconds! Beating Bakugo for first place!"
"GOD DAMN IT!" Bakugo roared in fury, only slightly drowned out by the cheers of the audience.
"Now, now Kacchan," Deku nervously said from beside him, "Cheshire can travel at the speed of a blink of an eye. Meaning he could have gone faster if he wanted to."
"HOW THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MAKE FEEL BETTER, YOU DEKU!"
"Now we have our final contestant for today!" the commentator announced over Bakugo's yells, "Give it up for another U.A student, Shoko Todoroki!"
Cheshire stopped halfway across the bridge, 'Shoko?' he thought in surprise as he saw said girl wearing her hero suit on the other side of the bridge, walking towards him. He could clearly see that she was no longer suffering her 'delusional state' and was pleased to see it, "Shoko. You're here."
"Yes," she calmly said, "When I woke up up, I saw the note you left me and I went out to find you. I saw Bakugo and Kirishima enter the course and I thought you might be here as well."
"I guess you're right. I'm glad to see you've recovered as well."
"...recovered?" Shoko questioned in confusion, cocking her head to the side, "recovered from what?"
Cheshire sweat dropped and made a choking noise, 'She doesn't remember. What a relief,' he thought as he patted his phone filled with selfies of her leaning on his shoulder, "N-nevermind. I can't wait to see you do this course."
Shoko's heterochromia eyes gazed over the mountainous landscape, "It shouldn't be too hard. Be sure to stand back," she warned as she walked past him.
Cheshire gave a small smile as she left to take the challenge and headed to the exit. He climbed up the stairs and into the audience platform and greeted everybody with a friendly wave.
"Hi, what did you guys thi-"
However, before he could finish his sentence, Melissa turned to him and her eyes sparkled in fascination. She ran up to him, grabbed the sleeve of his coat and brought it up to her face to inspect, causing him to yelp in surprise.
"Interesting. A long trench coat would be impractical in combat due to its weight and how cumbersome it could be, but it seems to be made of a material that's both lightweight and robust. It can probably be used for other activities," she mumbled rapidly to herself before she looked up at his top hat, "And the hat. How do you keep it on?"
"I-I use these," he said, taking off his hat to reveal his cat ears.
Melissa gasped happily and leaned up to take a closer look, making him blush by how close her face is to his.
"Magnificent. You must tell me more about these-"
FWOOOSHHH!
Both of them jumped in surprised at the loud sound and turned to see that the entire mountain was encased by clear ice in only a few seconds. They looked down and saw a startled commentator back away from Shoko who was the maker of the ice mountain towering over the area.
The commentator gulped before her smiled nervously, "Wow...that was...something ladies and gentleman," she pressed her radio to her ear and listened to the judges, "Well, it looks like all the targets have been destroyed! And another record has been smashed! Todoroki was able to do it in five seconds! How amazing!" she proclaimed earning cheers from the audience and a scream on anger from Bakugo.
"He's too popular."
"Eh?" the commentator uttered, turning back to Shoko who had not turned away from the ice mountain, "Did you say something?"
She shivered in fear as Shoko turned and shot an icy glare at where Cheshire and Melissa were standing a little too close to her liking.
"He's too popular," she repeated coldly, earning a gulp from the commentator.
Unknown Location
Meanwhile, a darkened room hidden somewhere on the island, the woman with dark hair and the man with the mask covering his mouth that had tried to meet Lewis at the airport were now dressed in uniforms consisting of black jacket, dark grey trousers and combat boots. They were standing at attention before another man sat on a wooden crate who wore a similar uniform along with a white overcoat. He was a bulky, tall man with fair skin, dark brown hair and cruel yellow eyes; a large dark patch covered most of his face including his mouth, his nose and his right eye, making him even more menacing. The man regarded the two before him before his face was pulled back in a snarl.
"So, what you are saying Farkas, is that your plan failed," the man growled in annoyance at the large man.
The now named Farkas stiffened slightly as his tone, but he gave a stoic grunt in reply.
"He said that it was better not to raise any alarm since the plan will come into flourish soon," the woman replied firmly, "I agree. Besides it is only a back-up plan. It's not as if we need this Fleetwood."
The man's eyes focused on her, "The point of a back-up plan, Elda, is in case our first plan falls through then we have something to fall back on," he growled, "if the plan fails and we have no back-up then we will go down and everything that we have been working for becomes worthless. This is a responsibility which I thought I could trust you idiots with," he snapped, making the two look down at the ground, "It's bad enough that All Might's here; things are becoming more difficult."
Farkas frowned thoughtfully before he grunted once more.
Elda gave him her taller colleague an unsure look at his response before turning back to their boss, "He says that we know the location of where's he staying. He might have an idea of when to trap, Fleetwood."
"Might have an idea?" their boss growled.
Farkas grunted immediately.
"Has...he has an idea of when to get him. We just need to...borrow something from one of the labs."
Their boss glared at both of them before he gave a tiered sigh, "Fine. Do whatever you need to do. But I want Fleetwood ready for tomorrow," he gave a sickening grin; his eyes narrowed in malice, "If we get away with this...then we can all be become gods amongst men."
And that's it for now! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the I-Island arc.
Sorry it took so long to update, but I hope this was enough. Another update will soon follow after this.
Thank you for reading and I'll see you next time :)