"Is that the guy?" Atlas asks. Behind her is a man in a wheelchair. "Yes." He says. "With his death, your training will finally be complete."
"Hmm..." Atlas glanced back at her teacher. "Since when did I ask for your help? I haven't needed your help for a while, now." She says, she steps closer to the edge of the roof and looks down at the bustling city streets below her.
"Fine." The old man simply says. (Then show me.)
Atlas wastes no time and leans off the building and starts free falling.
[Arc 1: New Domino City]
Heroes follow one rule. If there's a choice between saving one person versus saving many, one must always choose the latter. But one day after the great war, this rule slowly became twisted.
It became the sacrifice of one to save many. The Hero Clan never had to face any consequences... For any of death or destruction they've caused fighting villains. It didn't matter if it was on accident or not. Those who were no different than Villains themselves. All wore the mask of 'Heroes'.
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It was now night, downtown in Domino City near the red-light district. A silver limo pulls to a stop outside of a building called 'Anarchist.'
Hiroki steps out of the limo to be greeted by two women who he puts his arms around and a crowd of people form around him.
Across the street hiding in the shadows is Atlas, now wearing a black baseball cap and a white surgical mask covering her nose and mouth. "Enjoy it while you can," She whispers. Atlas watched as Hiroki walks into the building with the two women in his arms, she waits a few minutes before making her way across the street.
(*If Heroes are here to clean up the evil and corrupt Villains.*)
The guard who's outside see's Atlas walking towards him. "Excuse me young miss," He says. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave." He says and goes to put his hand on Atlas's shoulder. Her red and purple eyes narrowed in on the man's face and then to his hand.
(*...Then who's job is it to clean up the corrupted heroes?*)
She grabs his hand and snaps it his wrist, before the man could register what had just happened, Atlas raises the mans arm and flips him over to the side and slams his head against the concrete sidewalk with a sickening crack sound as the ground breaks apart under his head.
The other man watches in fear as Atlas walks toward him taking off her jacket. The man musters up what little courage had and runs at the white haired girl.
She slowly takes off her jacket as the man dashed towards her.
(*If nobody else is willing to do it...*)
Atlas sidestep the mans fist and wrapped her jacket around his neck choking him the life out of him before brutally tossing the now dead man aside, the ground breaks apart from the impact.
(*Then I'll do it.)
Atlas swiftly puts her jacket back on and straightens herself up.
(*I shall become...*)
Her eyes glow as she walks up to the entrance of the private bar
"Then I'll become the face of death."
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"It'll take me forever to list all the names!" Hiroki laughs and one of the two woman sitting beside him on the couch hands him another drink.
"But there were quite a lot of Heroes I used to hate." He says and puts down his glass on the table. He wraps his arms around both of the women's waist. "What's more important is that, they're all dead and rotting in the ground." He then winks at the brunette. "You get what I mean babe? I am the lone survivor." Said Hiroki, not noticing a tall white haired young woman standing behind him.
"You know, I was starting to have fun." He says feeling Atlas's eyes gaze down at him. He activates his 'Gift' and goes to punch the white haired girl, Atlas brings up her arms and blocks, the force of the punch pushes her back. The woman get off the couch and run behind the bar counter.
"You just had to set ruin it didn't you " Hiroki finishes. Atlas brings both of her arms down to her side and stares at him, letting Hiroki get a better look at her. "The hell, your just a kid." He says.
"You're Hiroki aren't?" She says. "You're not as quick as they say."
"What?" Hiroki says confused before feeling a stinging pain in his right forearm. He looks at his arm and notices two forks and a knife embedded into his arm, blood seeping through his sleeve. His eyes widen a bit before looking at Atlas again and grits his teeth. "You little b*tch."
"Are you part of the Yakasha? Or part of the Villain association?" Hiroki asks as blue electricity sparks around his hands. "Well, not that it matters to me." Lightning cackled, his onyx colored eyes glowed a bright blue. "I'm going to tear you to pieces," He clenched his fists and looked at Atlas with hatred. "And throw your meat to the dogs."
Atlas just looks at him not bothered by whatsoever. She gets into a stance and from under her hat Hiroki could see her eyes glow red and a black tome forms in both of her eyes. "We'll see about that, old man."
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Funfacts:
•Atlas's 'Gift' is actually similar to the Sharingan from Naruto, not only can she copy a person's movements but she can also temporarily use their gift and can take them permanently when she kills said person.