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On a rainy Friday morning, Hawks woke up at 6:30 to the sound of his phone alarm going off (Rumi set it to a bunch of chickens clucking as a prank. He didn't know how to change it so he left it). Hawks reaches over and grabs his phone he turned off the alarm and checks his phone for any missed calls or messages he got during patrol yesterday and while he was asleep. I was raining yesterday too though it was heavier. He sees he got several messages.
4:30 pm- Fire Beard: There is a meeting tomorrow at 11am do not be late.
4:31 pm- Fuck off already: Hawks, I expect you to have a plan and pay attention at the meeting tomorrow at 11am
5:00 pm- BAMF Bugs Bunny: Hey Hawks there's a storm coming need a lift anywhere
5:30 pm- BAMF Bugs Bunny: You good you normally respond within 5-10 minutes even if it is an ungodly time of night
6:00 pm- BAMF Bugs Bunny: Did you leave your phone at home again
He sits up and suddenly his stomach does a somersault he lays back down and closes his eyes and takes a few deep breathes to calm the sudden attack. When he reopens his eyes he sighs and brushes this off as having sat up too quickly. He sits up again much, much, slower this time. He goes to brush his teeth and take a shower since he can't recall taking one the night before. He brushes his teeth first and gasps when he sees himself in the mirror. A pale face with slightly flushed cheeks and dark circles under his eyes. He forgets he has toothpaste in his mouth and started coughing up his inhaled toothpaste foam. It takes around a minute to stop coughing. "Hmm, My visor should cover this up not that they would notice in the first place if they did they would just ignore it why would they care about their masterpiece" Hawks thinks. He finishes brushing assuring himself its because it was warm inside and nor getting enough sleep. As he takes off his pajamas; it was a knockoff hawks merch that Rumi gave him it was a matching shirt and pair of shorts both his signature beige with red feathers the reason she got him it was because it had -in big black lettering on the front of the shirt- Hawkins, the fast red bird hero. He thinks about what temperature the water should be in his shower he goes with warm because he realized he was cold and shivering after he took off his pajamas. He steps into the shower and turns on the warm. He relieves a soft sigh of satisfaction as it soothes the muscles he didn't know were aching. He gets too hot and turned it to cold to finish up he decided this would help him wake up. He steps out and dries off then he makes his way over to his closet quickly finding his hero costume, pulls the fabric over his warm skin.
"...wait warm? Why am I so warm still? I finished up with cool water? Eh, whatever, not like the commission or Endeavor will notice, or care." He thought. He notices the clock and thinks "Oh shit- it's already 8:00 how did I take an hour and a half getting ready? He goes to grab a granola bar and glass of water. He chugs the water and then he looked at the granola bar, the idea of eating seems more unpleasant by the second so he pockets the bar soon afterward he flies off onto the sky, darkened by the still falling rain. He heads to Endeavors agency where the meeting is. He was supposed to leave 30 min ago he has to fly even faster now to make it on time. At first the flight felt smooth as a train in a straight line well more like a horse galloping. Then it was like a horse running away from a fire, he has to stop every so often to breathe and bite down nausea. Now the horse is on fire too, everything is on fire because it is hell which is what he feels like. His head is pounding but he says its because of him flying into something and not remembering it yeah that's it. The pounding only gets worse as the wind howls in his eats combined with the rain no longer a light rainfall now a heavy downpour drenching him and chilling him to the core. He takes a shorycut in Mustafu he sneezes a few times during flight but he figures its because water got up his nose. He can't be sick heros aren't allowed sick days -well, that's what the commission told him at least- As he is flying over UA his wings start to grow heavier than they already felt. And he starts to fall the force of the wind pushing him down his wings feebly steering him as they give away. He spots an open window and makes it through he hears shouts of surprise. He hears an (adult??) male voice accompanied by several young ones a mix of female and male. He picked two out though a hollow almost like an internal echo sounding and a deep male voice.
" D-Dark Shadow? T-Tokoyami?" Hawks says feebly as he lets exhaustion completely overtake him the voices fade into the background.