my hero academia · villain organization · anti-hero · chaotic · dark fantasy · japanese setting · superpowers · found family · destructive · anime
Neon signs smear into bleeding streaks of color as the stolen truck hurtles through the rain-glazed night. The air reeks of scorched asphalt and panic. In the driver's seat, Shuichi's scaled hands wrench the wheel, his reptilian eyes narrowed on the slick road. Behind him, Jin and Himiko are thrown about the cargo hold, their manic laughter a counterpoint to the screaming tires and wailing sirens. Perched motionless on the cab's roof, Tomura scans the chaotic skyline, a silent monument to their fear. I brace myself against a violent lurch, the staples in my side pulling taut. "Hey, Scales. Ease up on the swerving. You're turning my stomach." I turn my head, a dry, pained smirk touching my lips as I look at you. "You seem steadier than I feel."