Zzzzt.

The screen buzzes to life just as a red splash screen reading "special report" in bold white letters flies across the screen. Two news reporters sit with solemn, yet professional, expressions as they wait for the infographics to load in.

"Thank you for tuning into Juko news for this special report," the female reporter starts as she shuffles her papers. "For this segment we'll turn to Daikaku Miyag."

He clears his throat, glances down at the teleprompter briefly, then faces the camera. "Thank you, Sano. Since December of last year, we've been keeping up with a string of disappearances from Chiba prefecture and the lack of hero or police assistance to bring them back to their families," he pauses. "For some of the families, it's almost been four months since they last saw their loved ones."

Sano nods, looking toward the camera as well. "Yes, it's disheartening to hear; over twenty people have gone missing and according to the Chiba police, there's nothing tangible to link their disappearances together."

"Indeed. One of our reporters was able to speak with the mother of one of the missing to get her thoughts on the matter," says Miyag, silently prompting the next section.

A video begins to play in the corner of the screen showing a middle aged woman with greying hair and a deep frown.

"Unfortunately, this is similar to the other missing individuals' stories," comments Sano after the video fades from the corner. "No bodies have been found thus far and—"

Miyag and Sano share a worried look as they read something behind the camera. He clears his throat. "Apologies for the interruption, but we've just got word that two more individuals have gone missing in Chiba's neighboring prefecture: Musutafu. No word on the details on whether these cases are similar to the Vanished just yet, but JNN will remain vigilant. The Heroes—"

Click.

The screen shuts off and Morrigan sighs, standing from her ratty office chair and approaching a man seemingly bound to a chair by pure light. He was nothing much to look at—shaggy brown hair, black sclera, with tears and snot running down his acne pocked face. The only thing interesting about him was the fact that he was an avid collector of the Laundry Hero's merchandise and his quirk.

"Come now... there's no need for tears. You're a big boy," she coos, stepping a bit closer and making the man cry harder behind his gag. "Oh, was that your mum?" There was a beat of silence as she gauges his reaction. "It was? How sad."

With a gloved hand, Morrigan reaches out to grip the man's jaw tight enough to bruise and jerks his face to the side to meet her intense gaze. "If you don't cooperate like a good boy, I'll have her sent here with your new friends who just arrived. You don't want poor old mum in the same predicament as you, do you?" She makes him shake his head. "That's good. Now stop struggling, you're going to make me break a nail and I'll be very cross with you if that happens. Look ahead."

She makes him face forward, toward a large plastic sheet hung on the wall that's peppered with flecks of fresh and dried blood. Morrigan makes him wait... and wait... until he tries to make a noise, then she stabs her syringe into the side of his neck and pushes the plunger down slowly, watching as the purple liquid disappears. He struggles for a bit, but by the time the syringe was empty, he stops moving completely, leaving the room silent once more.

Morrigan tosses the syringe in the trashcan with the others and turns to signal the man behind the observation room window.

A speaker crackles above her. "Good, good, Morrigan. You could have done without the theatrics but—don't roll your eyes—you did well! Oh, ho, very well indeed!"

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I’m going to kick that kid right into orbit ffs

...You don't need to get involved on my behalf, Miss Getaway...

He’s purposely tormenting you, so I’ll kill him for you

I'm not worth it, though...

You’re very much worth it kid

I’m going to kick that kid right into orbit ffs

...You don't need to get involved on my behalf, Miss Getaway...

He’s purposely tormenting you, so I’ll kill him for you

Ewww, that groupie’s crazy.

Let me know if you need a hand dealing with it, girl. I’d be more than happy to dropkick it for ya!

I appreciate it 🫶

I’m going to kick that kid right into orbit ffs

Heh, worth a shot..

But seriously, I do want to see your eyes more. I like direct eye-contact when I’m speaking with you.

You are making a massive fuss over such an insignificant thing.

I can guarantee that seeing my eyes will not impact the conversation.

It isn’t insignificant to me 😒

What are you implying? I’m not a mind reader, Hanabata. Elaborate. ಠ_ಠ

StepDad wants to see your pretty eyes when you two make love

…that— that is surely not the case.

*ahem* Hanabata and I can be considered business partners at most.

You’re in denial.

Does Trumpet like eye contact when you two do the devil’s tango?

Getaway went to see her first concert with her bestie Nightcore- and let’s just say it was the best time of her life..

Nightcore belongs to @fanofflames!

This is Angel’s Harmōny;

🌠 His requirements are "Hanabata Koku" and only one person meets them. XD

Yeah they definitely got some interesting tension between them..

Whose side are you on, Getaway?!

Take a wild guess, and the answer might surprise you

🌠 His requirements are "Hanabata Koku" and only one person meets them. XD

Yeah they definitely got some interesting tension between them..

Getaway was just about to text Trumpet again before noticing Shinsei walking out to the car. She sits up in her seat, the passenger door of the vehicle swung open on its own for Shinsei. From Shinsei’s view, she could see that Getaway was also in a different attire.

“A tracker huh? I’m sure Skeptic was thrilled to hear about that.”

Shinsei gave a small nod as she got into the car.

"Mr Skeptic was furious..."

She said, very quietly. It was clear she blamed herself for this, even if Skeptic and Trumpet didn't.

The door closed as soon as Shinsei took her seat, the seatbelt itself gently strapped her in before the vehicle began to move forward. Getaway looked at Shinsei and sighed, shaking her head before moving her eyes back to the road.

“They should’ve installed metal detectors, I mentioned it to Trumpet a while ago but it looks like he never did. Probably forgot. Don’t beat yourself up for this.”

She tells her, trying her best to cheer her up despite not being used to it. She looks up at the mirror, looking at Shinsei once more.

“..In the backseat there’s some McDonald’s I picked up after dropping you off. Do you want any before we reach the school?”

"I'm fine, thank you..."

She said, softly, ignoring the low rumbling of her stomach. (After her fuck up, how dare she think she deserves to eat.)

“..Girl, eat the damn fries and McNuggets.”

Getaway looked at her through the rear view mirror, knowing damn well she was being stubborn. Once they were on the main road, she pushed on the gas a tad bit more.

Shinsei gave a small squeak at Getaway's bluntness.

"Y-Yes ma'am..."

She said softly before hesitantly starting to eat the offered food.

She sighed, hoping that her tone of voice didn’t come off as anger towards her. Her fingers tapped over the steering wheel, soon turning on the radio and lowering the volume so there was subtle sound in the background.

“Was Trumpet upset with you when you brought up the tracker?”

She shook her head.

"StepDad was more worried than angry. Mr Skeptic was the one who was angry..."

“Sounds about right. Skeptic needs to learn to relax sometimes, don’t take it personally..”

She reassured her, giving her a nod.

A few minutes go by, Getaway was getting closer to Shinsei’s destination.

Shinsei was about to respond when her civilian phone blipped, indicating she had a message.

She looked at it, eyes widening in horror as she read.

"Shit, how close are we to UA?"

Getaway raised a brow at her, she looked ahead at the UA building in the distance before responding.

“About 5 minutes. What’s wrong?”

"Shit..." Shinsei muttered.

"We need to find someplace to hide. According to Shoto-kun, the BlazeHounds are on UA campus...and endeavor-kisama doesn't look happy..."

She bit her lip, wondering if she should bother hiding or if she should turn herself in...

“Wait, what?”

Getaway seemed alarmed now, she glared through the windshield before a sigh left her lips. The car then made a sharp turn.

“Alright, this changes things.. What do you want to do? We can stay somewhere on the down low until they leave, but it’s up to you.”

"... They're at UA because I left..."

She worried her lip, thinking, and read over the text message again.

"Is...is there someplace nearby that's hidden where you could drop me off?"

Getaway had to think to herself as she drove.

“I could try somewhere behind the school, but I’m not sure where the heroes are.. do you know if they’re inside or out?”

"I think they're inside right now...

"I-If it's too much trouble you can drop me off here and I'll figure it out."

“You sure? Alright then, just be careful.”

She tells her as she pulls over to the sidewalk, slowing to a stop. The buckle releases Shinsei from the seat as the door swings open for her.

"Thank you." She said softly before getting out of the car

She watches Shinsei step out of the vehicle, she gave her a reassuring nod before the door closes.

Though she didn’t leave just yet. She gazed at the mirrors, watching her for a little longer before taking out her phone, calling a number.

“..Yeah, I dropped her off, but it wasn’t at the school. Shit is going down at the school so she can’t be there. Just letting you know.”

Getaway was just about to text Trumpet again before noticing Shinsei walking out to the car. She sits up in her seat, the passenger door of the vehicle swung open on its own for Shinsei. From Shinsei’s view, she could see that Getaway was also in a different attire.

“A tracker huh? I’m sure Skeptic was thrilled to hear about that.”

Shinsei gave a small nod as she got into the car.

"Mr Skeptic was furious..."

She said, very quietly. It was clear she blamed herself for this, even if Skeptic and Trumpet didn't.

The door closed as soon as Shinsei took her seat, the seatbelt itself gently strapped her in before the vehicle began to move forward. Getaway looked at Shinsei and sighed, shaking her head before moving her eyes back to the road.

“They should’ve installed metal detectors, I mentioned it to Trumpet a while ago but it looks like he never did. Probably forgot. Don’t beat yourself up for this.”

She tells her, trying her best to cheer her up despite not being used to it. She looks up at the mirror, looking at Shinsei once more.

“..In the backseat there’s some McDonald’s I picked up after dropping you off. Do you want any before we reach the school?”

"I'm fine, thank you..."

She said, softly, ignoring the low rumbling of her stomach. (After her fuck up, how dare she think she deserves to eat.)

“..Girl, eat the damn fries and McNuggets.”

Getaway looked at her through the rear view mirror, knowing damn well she was being stubborn. Once they were on the main road, she pushed on the gas a tad bit more.

Shinsei gave a small squeak at Getaway's bluntness.

"Y-Yes ma'am..."

She said softly before hesitantly starting to eat the offered food.

She sighed, hoping that her tone of voice didn’t come off as anger towards her. Her fingers tapped over the steering wheel, soon turning on the radio and lowering the volume so there was subtle sound in the background.

“Was Trumpet upset with you when you brought up the tracker?”

She shook her head.

"StepDad was more worried than angry. Mr Skeptic was the one who was angry..."

“Sounds about right. Skeptic needs to learn to relax sometimes, don’t take it personally..”

She reassured her, giving her a nod.

A few minutes go by, Getaway was getting closer to Shinsei’s destination.

Shinsei was about to respond when her civilian phone blipped, indicating she had a message.

She looked at it, eyes widening in horror as she read.

"Shit, how close are we to UA?"

Getaway raised a brow at her, she looked ahead at the UA building in the distance before responding.

“About 5 minutes. What’s wrong?”

"Shit..." Shinsei muttered.

"We need to find someplace to hide. According to Shoto-kun, the BlazeHounds are on UA campus...and endeavor-kisama doesn't look happy..."

She bit her lip, wondering if she should bother hiding or if she should turn herself in...

“Wait, what?”

Getaway seemed alarmed now, she glared through the windshield before a sigh left her lips. The car then made a sharp turn.

“Alright, this changes things.. What do you want to do? We can stay somewhere on the down low until they leave, but it’s up to you.”

"... They're at UA because I left..."

She worried her lip, thinking, and read over the text message again.

"Is...is there someplace nearby that's hidden where you could drop me off?"

Getaway had to think to herself as she drove.

“I could try somewhere behind the school, but I’m not sure where the heroes are.. do you know if they’re inside or out?”

"I think they're inside right now...

"I-If it's too much trouble you can drop me off here and I'll figure it out."

“You sure? Alright then, just be careful.”

She tells her as she pulls over to the sidewalk, slowing to a stop. The buckle releases Shinsei from the seat as the door swings open for her.

Getaway was just about to text Trumpet again before noticing Shinsei walking out to the car. She sits up in her seat, the passenger door of the vehicle swung open on its own for Shinsei. From Shinsei’s view, she could see that Getaway was also in a different attire.

“A tracker huh? I’m sure Skeptic was thrilled to hear about that.”

Shinsei gave a small nod as she got into the car.

"Mr Skeptic was furious..."

She said, very quietly. It was clear she blamed herself for this, even if Skeptic and Trumpet didn't.

The door closed as soon as Shinsei took her seat, the seatbelt itself gently strapped her in before the vehicle began to move forward. Getaway looked at Shinsei and sighed, shaking her head before moving her eyes back to the road.

“They should’ve installed metal detectors, I mentioned it to Trumpet a while ago but it looks like he never did. Probably forgot. Don’t beat yourself up for this.”

She tells her, trying her best to cheer her up despite not being used to it. She looks up at the mirror, looking at Shinsei once more.

“..In the backseat there’s some McDonald’s I picked up after dropping you off. Do you want any before we reach the school?”

"I'm fine, thank you..."

She said, softly, ignoring the low rumbling of her stomach. (After her fuck up, how dare she think she deserves to eat.)

“..Girl, eat the damn fries and McNuggets.”

Getaway looked at her through the rear view mirror, knowing damn well she was being stubborn. Once they were on the main road, she pushed on the gas a tad bit more.

Shinsei gave a small squeak at Getaway's bluntness.

"Y-Yes ma'am..."

She said softly before hesitantly starting to eat the offered food.

She sighed, hoping that her tone of voice didn’t come off as anger towards her. Her fingers tapped over the steering wheel, soon turning on the radio and lowering the volume so there was subtle sound in the background.

“Was Trumpet upset with you when you brought up the tracker?”

She shook her head.

"StepDad was more worried than angry. Mr Skeptic was the one who was angry..."

“Sounds about right. Skeptic needs to learn to relax sometimes, don’t take it personally..”

She reassured her, giving her a nod.

A few minutes go by, Getaway was getting closer to Shinsei’s destination.

Shinsei was about to respond when her civilian phone blipped, indicating she had a message.

She looked at it, eyes widening in horror as she read.

"Shit, how close are we to UA?"

Getaway raised a brow at her, she looked ahead at the UA building in the distance before responding.

“About 5 minutes. What’s wrong?”

"Shit..." Shinsei muttered.

"We need to find someplace to hide. According to Shoto-kun, the BlazeHounds are on UA campus...and endeavor-kisama doesn't look happy..."

She bit her lip, wondering if she should bother hiding or if she should turn herself in...

“Wait, what?”

Getaway seemed alarmed now, she glared through the windshield before a sigh left her lips. The car then made a sharp turn.

“Alright, this changes things.. What do you want to do? We can stay somewhere on the down low until they leave, but it’s up to you.”

"... They're at UA because I left..."

She worried her lip, thinking, and read over the text message again.

"Is...is there someplace nearby that's hidden where you could drop me off?"

Getaway had to think to herself as she drove.

“I could try somewhere behind the school, but I’m not sure where the heroes are.. do you know if they’re inside or out?”

Getaway was just about to text Trumpet again before noticing Shinsei walking out to the car. She sits up in her seat, the passenger door of the vehicle swung open on its own for Shinsei. From Shinsei’s view, she could see that Getaway was also in a different attire.

“A tracker huh? I’m sure Skeptic was thrilled to hear about that.”

Shinsei gave a small nod as she got into the car.

"Mr Skeptic was furious..."

She said, very quietly. It was clear she blamed herself for this, even if Skeptic and Trumpet didn't.

The door closed as soon as Shinsei took her seat, the seatbelt itself gently strapped her in before the vehicle began to move forward. Getaway looked at Shinsei and sighed, shaking her head before moving her eyes back to the road.

“They should’ve installed metal detectors, I mentioned it to Trumpet a while ago but it looks like he never did. Probably forgot. Don’t beat yourself up for this.”

She tells her, trying her best to cheer her up despite not being used to it. She looks up at the mirror, looking at Shinsei once more.

“..In the backseat there’s some McDonald’s I picked up after dropping you off. Do you want any before we reach the school?”

"I'm fine, thank you..."

She said, softly, ignoring the low rumbling of her stomach. (After her fuck up, how dare she think she deserves to eat.)

“..Girl, eat the damn fries and McNuggets.”

Getaway looked at her through the rear view mirror, knowing damn well she was being stubborn. Once they were on the main road, she pushed on the gas a tad bit more.

Shinsei gave a small squeak at Getaway's bluntness.

"Y-Yes ma'am..."

She said softly before hesitantly starting to eat the offered food.

She sighed, hoping that her tone of voice didn’t come off as anger towards her. Her fingers tapped over the steering wheel, soon turning on the radio and lowering the volume so there was subtle sound in the background.

“Was Trumpet upset with you when you brought up the tracker?”

She shook her head.

"StepDad was more worried than angry. Mr Skeptic was the one who was angry..."

“Sounds about right. Skeptic needs to learn to relax sometimes, don’t take it personally..”

She reassured her, giving her a nod.

A few minutes go by, Getaway was getting closer to Shinsei’s destination.

Shinsei was about to respond when her civilian phone blipped, indicating she had a message.

She looked at it, eyes widening in horror as she read.

"Shit, how close are we to UA?"

Getaway raised a brow at her, she looked ahead at the UA building in the distance before responding.

“About 5 minutes. What’s wrong?”

"Shit..." Shinsei muttered.

"We need to find someplace to hide. According to Shoto-kun, the BlazeHounds are on UA campus...and endeavor-kisama doesn't look happy..."

She bit her lip, wondering if she should bother hiding or if she should turn herself in...

“Wait, what?”

Getaway seemed alarmed now, she glared through the windshield before a sigh left her lips. The car then made a sharp turn.

“Alright, this changes things.. What do you want to do? We can stay somewhere on the down low until they leave, but it’s up to you.”

Getaway was just about to text Trumpet again before noticing Shinsei walking out to the car. She sits up in her seat, the passenger door of the vehicle swung open on its own for Shinsei. From Shinsei’s view, she could see that Getaway was also in a different attire.

“A tracker huh? I’m sure Skeptic was thrilled to hear about that.”

Shinsei gave a small nod as she got into the car.

"Mr Skeptic was furious..."

She said, very quietly. It was clear she blamed herself for this, even if Skeptic and Trumpet didn't.

The door closed as soon as Shinsei took her seat, the seatbelt itself gently strapped her in before the vehicle began to move forward. Getaway looked at Shinsei and sighed, shaking her head before moving her eyes back to the road.

“They should’ve installed metal detectors, I mentioned it to Trumpet a while ago but it looks like he never did. Probably forgot. Don’t beat yourself up for this.”

She tells her, trying her best to cheer her up despite not being used to it. She looks up at the mirror, looking at Shinsei once more.

“..In the backseat there’s some McDonald’s I picked up after dropping you off. Do you want any before we reach the school?”

"I'm fine, thank you..."

She said, softly, ignoring the low rumbling of her stomach. (After her fuck up, how dare she think she deserves to eat.)

“..Girl, eat the damn fries and McNuggets.”

Getaway looked at her through the rear view mirror, knowing damn well she was being stubborn. Once they were on the main road, she pushed on the gas a tad bit more.

Shinsei gave a small squeak at Getaway's bluntness.

"Y-Yes ma'am..."

She said softly before hesitantly starting to eat the offered food.

She sighed, hoping that her tone of voice didn’t come off as anger towards her. Her fingers tapped over the steering wheel, soon turning on the radio and lowering the volume so there was subtle sound in the background.

“Was Trumpet upset with you when you brought up the tracker?”

She shook her head.

"StepDad was more worried than angry. Mr Skeptic was the one who was angry..."

“Sounds about right. Skeptic needs to learn to relax sometimes, don’t take it personally..”

She reassured her, giving her a nod.

A few minutes go by, Getaway was getting closer to Shinsei’s destination.

Shinsei was about to respond when her civilian phone blipped, indicating she had a message.

She looked at it, eyes widening in horror as she read.

"Shit, how close are we to UA?"

Getaway raised a brow at her, she looked ahead at the UA building in the distance before responding.

“About 5 minutes. What’s wrong?”