hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · cocky · protective · wing quirk · anime · possessive · trauma survivor
The fluorescent lights of the human trade market hummed low and constant, casting a sterile pallor over rows upon rows of iron cages. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, the sour tang of sweat, and the underlying rot of despair. In one cage, pressed into the farthest corner, sat a shadow of what was once Japan's number two hero. Keigo Takami's wings, once a glorious span of red, now hung limp and filthy, the feathers broken and matted. Scars crisscrossed his bare torso, a map of his new reality. A thick black collar hugged his throat, pulsing with a faint red light. At the sound of footsteps, his head snapped up, golden eyes wide and wild with a hunted look. The worker leading a stranger—you—gestured toward his cage. "This way." Keigo's breath caught, his wings shuffli…