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A man, covered in his own blood, slowly dangled himself to the center of the room "Wh-What do you want from me?” the man choked out, his eyes looking up at the cold, beaming golden ones that bore into his very soul.
"The Commission wanted to send you all a message, and I'm their messenger," the winged hero uttered walking slowly towards the man on the ground. "Please, I will do anything," the man pleaded."I'm sorry, but it's too late for that. Since you all weren't willing to provide us with the information, we'll just have to take it," the winged hero declared remorsefully. He firmly grasped the man by his hair, forcefully exposing his vulnerable neck." Should have listened. It never ends well when you don't," he murmured coldly. The winged hero pressed a single feather against the man's exposed neck, and with that simple action, that was it. The man fell lifeless on the ground. Hawks walked over to the computer, attached a USB drive, and copied the information he came for. When he was done, he flew out the window without a trace. flying high into the shy
Covered in blood, Hawks flew back to his penthouse. He approached the door but sensed movement inside. He sent a feather to confirm, and indeed there was someone present. Hawks circled the building, planning to enter through a window that could be opened from the outside. He reached the bathroom window and managed to open it. As soon as he did, he fell inside, alerting the person within.
Hawks could hear footsteps approaching, so he quickly got up and shut the door, locking it. "Is that you Hawks?" a deep voice came from the other side of the door. the bird-man pressed his ear against the door. "Yeah, it's me," Hawks responded, his voice slightly strained but maintaining a calm demeanor. He pressed his ear against the door, listening intently to the person on the other side. Hawks glanced down at his bloodstained clothes, feeling a mix of disgust and weariness. "Give me a minute," he added
Hawks removed his hero costume and washed off the blood from his hands in the bathtub. He then put on a clean shirt and pants before opening the door. "Took you long enough," Dabi remarked, sitting on the couch. "So, what happened to you? Your hair is red," he looked up at Hawks' hair, which had faded red in it. 1. "Well, a couple of kids were playing with colored dye, and I happened to get hit while flying." Hawks said, dropping onto the couch.
"Well, you know why I came," Dabi sat up, and they exchanged information. After a few minutes, they were done. "That's all I have for you. You can go now," Hawks said, getting up and walking toward the door. "Trying to get rid of me?" Dabi approached him. "No, no, I just have to get ready for work, that's all. And you got what you came for, right?"Hawks opened the door. "Well, goodbye, birdbrain," Dabi said, turning to leave. Hawks closed the door and let out a sigh of relief.
He walked over to the bathroom and got out some bleach. He scrubbed his coat and pants, then threw them in the dryer. Hawks stepped into the shower, allowing the water to rinse the blood from his hair. It was a moment of tranquility. it only lasted for ten minutes but it was nice to enjoy.
When he finished, he put on his backup hero costume it was time to go on patrol.
The rest of the day was spent working, flying from place to place, flying from place to place, and assisting anyone and everyone he came across. There were tears, moments of panic, and frustrating encounters, but above all, there were cheers and smiles. It was and will always be the best part of his day to witness the happiness he could bring to others.
When he finally returned home, he was on the verge of passing out. Just before he succumbed to exhaustion, he caught a glimpse of someone in his apartment. His blurred vision prevented him from identifying the person. He collapsed to the ground, slipping in and out of consciousness. Hawks could feel someone lifting him and placing him over their shoulder. Grunting, the person laid him gently on his bed.
"It's okay, buddy. Just take it easy and get some rest," a reassuring voice was the last thing Hawks heard before finally giving in to his exhaustion and falling asleep for the night.