A few weeks later… “UHHG, remind me why I have to go to this again?” Eraser Head groaned. Mother Nature, huffed and smiled, “You know with that new virus outbreak, people need hope. So we, as Pro Heroes, are holding a charity ball, to give them that hope.”. Eraser rolls his eyes, “Well let’s just hope that this ball doesn’t end up like last year’s hero ball.” Eraser huffs avoiding the paparazzi by slouching. Mother Nature flinched, “Don’t remind me.”. *in a limo approaching the front of the building* Present Mic feels a sudden chill touch his head. He looks up and then chuckles. “Clipper, you’re making it snow.”. Ghost Wolf jumps, “Ack, sorry didn’t notice.” She says taking a deep breath to relax, causing the snow to disappear. “Guess, you're really nervous about this,” Mic says, scratching the back of his neck. Ghost Wolf nods, “They’ve never invited me to these things.” Ghost looked down at her feet, her hands were balling up into fists on her knees. “Guess they didn’t want a mur-”
Eclipsia shook her newly dyed hair out of its ponytail. “Woah, Ice Queen! I like the new dreads.” Hizashi boomed, pointing finger guns at his friend. Eclipsia took a strand of her, now ice blue hair and twirled it with one of her fingers. “You think so?” she asked shyly, “Yup, what made you change your mind about collaborating with me?” The hero asked. Eclipsia looks at the floor, “It’s good to try new things.” She states quickly, avoiding the question, causing Hizashi to become nervous. “Soooo… your teaching?” he asks slowly, beginning to setup the recording equipment. E
It had started out as a normal bank robbery but had escalated into something worse, much worse. What was imbecilic, is that the police chief had forced Ghost Wolf to work that area, and he knew that a man with a heat quirk frequently robbed banks in that area. But no, he ignored the warnings of Ghost’s sponsor at the time and placed her in the area. Just because he lived in that area and liked ‘to watch her work’. Ghost shivered at the looks she would catch him giving her, not to mention the same looks that she would get from random men and women on the streets. She had just been previously escaping someone’s lust-fill
“Alright class, for this week of my teaching, today I want you to write an essay.”, the whole class groaned causing Eclipsia to giggle. “Don’t worry, it's mainly about you and your quirk.”, the classroom let out a relieved sigh. Eclipsia smiled and turned to the whiteboard behind her, she took out a dry-erase marker and began writing. “My only requirements are; A, that you write about your quirk, how it works and what it does, B, tell me a little about yourself, what are your hobbies, interests, besides wanting to be a Pro Hero, and C, brainstorm at least three jobs that you could use your quirk with.”
Thunderstorms and The Locket by LunaWolf3012, literature
Literature
Thunderstorms and The Locket
Rain poured down like a waterfall, the thunder boomed, shaking the entire house, spooking some of the tenants. One of the said tenants was sitting on his bed, alone in his room. A quick flash of light lit up the room somewhat, despite the blackout curtains that were used to force the room to be devoid of light. The room was almost deadly silent, except for the sound of gentle music and sobbing. “Why? Why did it have to be him?” A thought that repeated like the pouring rain in Anti’s mind. He was clutching the locket so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His only comfort was the music of the locket, however, it was also