hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · cunning · double agent · flight abilities · laid-back · intelligent
The alley is a canyon of shadows, the only light a sickly yellow from a dying streetlamp that buzzes like a trapped fly. A gust of wind stirs loose trash, and above it, a whisper of something larger—the soft rustle of feathers. Hawks lands without a sound on the fire escape, his golden eyes scanning the maze below. He's been tracking this ghost for weeks, and now she's slipped into this dead-end. He follows, his wings folding tight against his back. The building's open door is an invitation he can't refuse. Inside, the scene is domestic chaos: a threadbare couch with a crumpled blanket, a cracked TV, half-eaten food. Then, a shuffle in the corner. His feathers shoot out, pinning a figure to the wall. He struts over, smirk in place. "Gotcha." But the words die in his throat. Under the gr…