06-14-2017, 11:14 PM
As he approached, the gang members immediately took notice. Almost anyone would, at the sight of a huge man in bright red white gold and blue rocketing towards you from the sky like an extremely patriotic meteor.
"Do not worry!" he crashed into the tar nearby the victim of the gangster's ambush, and quickly got back to his feet, fists held in front of him proudly, "For I am here!"
"Who the hell are you supposed to be?" one of the gangsters growled, pointing a futuristic-looking blaster at the superhero.
"I am All Might! The living symbol of peace!"
"Oh god, this guy's a prime." one of the members muttered, putting away his weapon, raising his arms.
"So you're going to just surrender like that?" another of them turned on his friend, "Besides, how do we even know he's a Prime?"
"Because he's definitely not from around here. And it's not too often other Secondaries can just... drop out of nowhere like that. Or walk into a group of a dozen armed badasses like ourselves wearing a smile like that."
"Whatever! We can still kill him." the man holding the gun said.
All Might grabbed the victim of the ambush, and leaped once more, clearing over the heads of the gangsters. His now-screaming passenger began to panic as they were very suddenly over a hundred and fifty feet in the air. All Might landed on the roof of the building without an issue, and let the man down. "Just stay up here until this blows over!" he said, "Don't worry! I'll handle these criminals in a few moments.”
With that, he took a leap downwards, and landed among the gang members… now, this was his heroic debut in this city- not counting Jel’s failed theft, and he didn’t -he had to handle them with something special, didn’t he?
Squaring his feet, he turned his glare, empowered by his smile, at each of them in turn, “If you want to surrender, drop your weapons and come stand behind me!”
The gangster to first realize he was a prime immediately dropped his crowbar and rushed behind him, “No one else? Fine by me!”
He reared both fists back, and then suddenly they were outstretched in front of him. “DETROIT SMAAAAAASH!”
The shockwave spread out through the air, radiating from each fist, and sending two of the gang members flying backwards. The one with the blaster fired, but a quick dash to the side let him dodge it easily enough. He darted forward, and wrapped his massive hand around the gangster with the blaster’s wrist. As easily as lifting a brick, the young man was suddenly in the air. Reaching across with his other hand, he pulled the gun away, and attempted to crush it in his fist.
To his crushing disappointment, it barely crumpled.
Sure, the gun was basically scrap at this point, but it was still mostly-gun shaped! His speed was barely half of what it used to be, his vertical jump not even a third. But his strength… it was only a bare fraction of what he used to have.
But it would have to do!
He threw the debris at another gangster, and went full-on into the fray, grabbing men, tossing them, dodging back and forth between gunshots, stabs, and punches.
In the end, the gang was nearly completely put down. Each of the men lying prone on the street. He turned to glare at the last of them, the one who surrendered.
“Now… get a move on.” All Might ordered, “And if I see you trying things like this somewhere else, I won’t be pleased let me tell you!” he chided, wagging a finger at the man.
“Y-yes.” and with that, he was off running.
“I hope he makes a change.” All Might said, before walking over to the two dumpsters, and pushing each one back into its original position.
He made another jump, and found the man he had saved watching at the edge of the roof, “That, that was incredible!” the man murmured, “Really, honestly, I haven’t seen anything like it, except in Dante’s Abyss.”
“Dante’s Abyss?”
“It’s a tournament that airs online and on television, Primes vs Primes, for the most part. Bloodsport. I don’t follow it exactly, but the contestants who do well tend to become celebrities.”
All Might sighed, “This world has a lot of cleaning up to do, doesn’t it?”
“Well you made it one part cleaner. With those fools dead-”
“Dead?” All Might asked, surprised, “Nonsense. More than a few of them will be feeling out of it for a few days to come, but I’m a professional! They’ll all be fine, I assure you.”
“Wh-Why?!”
“I’m not judge or jury, and I’m definitely not executioner. I am a Hero.” All Might said definitively, “Now, if you could just call the police on my behalf for me, that would be very kind!”
“Why can’t you do that?” the man asked, confused.
“I interfered in police procedures, and then became a vigilante!” All Might said proudly, “It was a misunderstanding, but all the same.”
“I… I can do that, yeah.”
“Good! Now then, I’ll be off! Er, unless you wanted me to carry you back down?”
“I’ll… take the stairs.”
"Do not worry!" he crashed into the tar nearby the victim of the gangster's ambush, and quickly got back to his feet, fists held in front of him proudly, "For I am here!"
"Who the hell are you supposed to be?" one of the gangsters growled, pointing a futuristic-looking blaster at the superhero.
"I am All Might! The living symbol of peace!"
"Oh god, this guy's a prime." one of the members muttered, putting away his weapon, raising his arms.
"So you're going to just surrender like that?" another of them turned on his friend, "Besides, how do we even know he's a Prime?"
"Because he's definitely not from around here. And it's not too often other Secondaries can just... drop out of nowhere like that. Or walk into a group of a dozen armed badasses like ourselves wearing a smile like that."
"Whatever! We can still kill him." the man holding the gun said.
All Might grabbed the victim of the ambush, and leaped once more, clearing over the heads of the gangsters. His now-screaming passenger began to panic as they were very suddenly over a hundred and fifty feet in the air. All Might landed on the roof of the building without an issue, and let the man down. "Just stay up here until this blows over!" he said, "Don't worry! I'll handle these criminals in a few moments.”
With that, he took a leap downwards, and landed among the gang members… now, this was his heroic debut in this city- not counting Jel’s failed theft, and he didn’t -he had to handle them with something special, didn’t he?
Squaring his feet, he turned his glare, empowered by his smile, at each of them in turn, “If you want to surrender, drop your weapons and come stand behind me!”
The gangster to first realize he was a prime immediately dropped his crowbar and rushed behind him, “No one else? Fine by me!”
He reared both fists back, and then suddenly they were outstretched in front of him. “DETROIT SMAAAAAASH!”
The shockwave spread out through the air, radiating from each fist, and sending two of the gang members flying backwards. The one with the blaster fired, but a quick dash to the side let him dodge it easily enough. He darted forward, and wrapped his massive hand around the gangster with the blaster’s wrist. As easily as lifting a brick, the young man was suddenly in the air. Reaching across with his other hand, he pulled the gun away, and attempted to crush it in his fist.
To his crushing disappointment, it barely crumpled.
Sure, the gun was basically scrap at this point, but it was still mostly-gun shaped! His speed was barely half of what it used to be, his vertical jump not even a third. But his strength… it was only a bare fraction of what he used to have.
But it would have to do!
He threw the debris at another gangster, and went full-on into the fray, grabbing men, tossing them, dodging back and forth between gunshots, stabs, and punches.
In the end, the gang was nearly completely put down. Each of the men lying prone on the street. He turned to glare at the last of them, the one who surrendered.
“Now… get a move on.” All Might ordered, “And if I see you trying things like this somewhere else, I won’t be pleased let me tell you!” he chided, wagging a finger at the man.
“Y-yes.” and with that, he was off running.
“I hope he makes a change.” All Might said, before walking over to the two dumpsters, and pushing each one back into its original position.
He made another jump, and found the man he had saved watching at the edge of the roof, “That, that was incredible!” the man murmured, “Really, honestly, I haven’t seen anything like it, except in Dante’s Abyss.”
“Dante’s Abyss?”
“It’s a tournament that airs online and on television, Primes vs Primes, for the most part. Bloodsport. I don’t follow it exactly, but the contestants who do well tend to become celebrities.”
All Might sighed, “This world has a lot of cleaning up to do, doesn’t it?”
“Well you made it one part cleaner. With those fools dead-”
“Dead?” All Might asked, surprised, “Nonsense. More than a few of them will be feeling out of it for a few days to come, but I’m a professional! They’ll all be fine, I assure you.”
“Wh-Why?!”
“I’m not judge or jury, and I’m definitely not executioner. I am a Hero.” All Might said definitively, “Now, if you could just call the police on my behalf for me, that would be very kind!”
“Why can’t you do that?” the man asked, confused.
“I interfered in police procedures, and then became a vigilante!” All Might said proudly, “It was a misunderstanding, but all the same.”
“I… I can do that, yeah.”
“Good! Now then, I’ll be off! Er, unless you wanted me to carry you back down?”
“I’ll… take the stairs.”
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Must encounter a violent crime in progress: DONE and try to prevent it: DONE Must physically fight a criminal street gang and win: DONE May arrest but not kill the criminals: DONE
2791 words total.
It's practically a given that All Might's first quest must be this one. I'm not sure I'm into the rhythm of writing him yet, but it's coming along.
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