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2021-06-22
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2021-06-22
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The Crimson Vigilante

Summary:

Many know the Touya as the lost child who died in his own fire that he created while training to become a hero in the hero commission.

But that’s not true Touya made it out alive and now it’s working as a vigilante. He mostly plays pranks on heroes that he mostly hates and that are corrupt to his knowledge.

Everyone thinks he’s in his 20s mocking every hero he comes across and not acting in favor of the law by being a vigilante.

While going out to kill some minor villains to pass the time he bumps into Eraserhead. What will happen when Eraserhead finds out it’s a child that’s making all the ruckus and giving him more paperwork.

He’ll need more then a cup of coffee to dive into this hyper ride.
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Chapter 1

Chapter Text

Chapter One

Crimson Meeting 

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A small shadow soared through the sky hitting every rooftop across not missing a heartbeat. 

 

Over the next few jumps you could see a sturdy figure with a black hoodie on and a mask covering the figure’s face and seven knives across a sash luminaniting the color crimson red.

 

 The figure stopped and took out his phone. It’s luminating light reflected the person’s bright baby blue eyes. The figure took his dark red mask off his face and sighed in defeat.

 

  How long would it take for those “heroes” to stop fiddling with his business. 

They should just put a pin in it, they should have more desperate things to do then to stop a snarky  teenager from “playing” vigilantism. 

 

Except they had no idea he was 16. Everyone thought Dabi was in his 20s or something chasing down criminals with no justice in mind. 

 

Dabi pulled his mask up his face once more and scrolled through the news on his phone. He tapped his foot impatiently as all he could find were those corrupt heroes playing “hero”. 

 

He shifted in the light breeze that pulled scent of someone near. His body was tingling for him to get out of there and run as far away as he could. 

Dabi shook his head to get rid of the rapid tingling that drove his body in flight mode. He quickly shoved his phone away and narrowed his eyes.

He turned his head slowly squinting in the darkness at the other side of the roof he was currently standing on. 

He sighed as it definitely was a false alarm. He turned away and was walking to the edge of the roof but he felt something coming at full speed his way.

He quickly spun around and dodged whatever was coming at him. His body moved with pression as his body did a quick backflip to avoid a..scarf? 


What the fuck! 

His eyes targeted the intruder that ruined his almost perfect night. The stranger was wearing a black jumpsuit with a long grey scarf around his neck with small yellow googles around his eyes and long black hair that swirled in the breeze. 

His eyes widened as he remembered who it was. It was the non famous underground hero. His idle standing right before him. Trying to capture him!?