The Susnapping
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"Hey... How do we deal with this?"
"I don't know... For one part I'm happy that the new student received what he deserved, for the other I'm scared... I never thought that the always calm Suzaku would be so scary when angry..."
"Yeah... Who would have believed that such a young child would deal with that wild teenager so easily?... Some of the students that saw it happen in the cafeteria even said it was a one-sided beating... Apparently, he hit that delinquent with a chair repeatedly until he got on his knees and begged for mercy... Huff... I can't even imagine it"
"Yeah, it's unbelievable... But in all seriousness... What should we do? Do we reprimand him? That new student has been causing trouble ever since he arrived, so I'm not entirely sure if we should speak with Suzaku, or just turn a blind eye just this time..."
"My rational side is telling me to just turn a blind eye, but my teacher side is telling me to reprimand Suzaku, otherwise, he might grow as troublesome as that other student..."
"Such a troublesome situation... And just when I had managed to get a date with Mizuki-sensei..."
"What?! I didn't know about this! You lucky bastard..."
-{I am here!}-
"Hmm, you heard that?"
As the two teachers were talking in a corner of the room, a few meters away from Suzaku and the Bull-headed student who were sitting on a chair waiting for the teachers to stop talking, suddenly the sound of a phone reached both teachers' ears, and made them turn around in confusion.
When they turned around, they saw Suzaku watching what appeared to be a video of All Might saving the day on his phone with a nonchalant expression on his face, as if he cared neither about the teachers' conversation nor about the enormous bull-headed student sitting next to him with a scared expression on his face.
Seeing that, both teachers deadpanned at the sight.
'What's wrong with this kid...?' Was what both of them thought at the same time.
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|Suzaku's POV:|
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'Sheesh… This guy literally solves disasters and catastrophes in mere seconds... This is like cheating in real life...'
Looking with a grim expression at the video of All Might saving the day once again, I couldn't help but feel like my path ahead was going to be a harsh one.
I hadn't paid attention to him that much before since I was more focused on my training. However, now that I was seeing his powers more clearly, I have to say... I never really expected him to be on such a broken level.
Every other time I saw him in action the guy just defeated some low-level villains and got done with it. Because of that, there was never a chance to see what the guy could do if he got serious.
However, the video I was watching now had occurred just a few hours ago, and in it, thirty villains had planted bombs on several buildings as they terrorized the civilians on the street.
They wanted to divide the heroes' attention between the bombs and them.
However, All Might arrived, and in less than 15 seconds he evacuated every civilian, beat up the villains, and collected the bombs. Throwing them soon into the sky where they wouldn't damage anyone.
Yes, in less than 15 seconds.
How is that even physically possible?!
And from what I could see from his calm expression, the guy still had a lot of power he was hiding.
"Goddamnit..."
Scratching the back of my head with a troublesome expression, I soon let out a troubled sigh when I began feeling that maybe my plan for becoming a famous hero would be harder than I expected.
The other heroes at the top were okay, I could reach them in terms of feats and fame... probably...
But this guy was like a level 10,000 among level 100's.
And I was level 10 currently.
'How absurd...'
However, as I felt my conviction waver for a second, I immediately reminded myself of the riches that awaited me once I achieved my goal and steeled my determination even further.
'Even if I'm not gonna be the most famous, I'm gonna be the richest. Believe it!'
As I was watching the video with a more determined look in my eyes, suddenly the teachers that had been talking about something since a while ago came back and sat in front of me and the bull-guy with curious expressions on their faces. Their eyes darting between me and the video on my phone as they sat.
Then, suddenly, one of them looked at the other with a raised eyebrow, before he then turned to look at me and asked while glaring at the video on my phone, "I see you are watching a video of All Might, Suzaku... Tell me, do you want to be a hero?"
"Yeah" Hearing his question, I answered nonchalantly. Not understanding where this question was coming from, but answering them nevertheless since it seemed to be a normal question.
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After hearing my reply, both of the teachers looked at each other with smiles on their faces, before they then turned to look at me with calm expressions on their faces.
"Listen Suzaku, you have to be careful from injuring others"
Hearing them, I nodded and waited for them to continue lecturing me.
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However, unlike what I expected, they didn't say anything else.
'What? Where is the long and extensive talk about using our Quirks responsibly...?'
Raising an eyebrow as I looked at their calm expressions with confusion, I glanced at the bull-headed guy beside me for a second, before then I looked back at the teachers and asked them "Is that all?".
To which they simply nodded their heads with pleased smiles.
"Yes. You can leave now"
'Huh... Well, that was the quickest lecture in my life'
Not caring much about the reasons they had for lecturing me so little, I nodded my head and rapidly picked up my things before walking away from the teacher's room.
Now, all I needed was to arrive home, and my busy day would be finally over!
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|A few minutes later, 3rd Person POV...|
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-Yawn...-
"I wonder if I should take a nap... I kinda don't want to exercise today..."
Scratching his head with a sleepy expression spreading all over his face, Suzaku looked absentmindedly at the sky and hummed in deep thought about his words.
However, at the next second, he frowned and shook his head, before he then slapped both of his cheeks to wake himself up.
"Damnit... Not even two days have passed, and I'm already wanting to slack off..."
Cursing in a low voice as he muttered that, Suzaku let out a huff before he glanced to the side and stopped walking for a moment.
"I wonder if I should just go to the dojo instead of home... That way, I can practice a little, and then go back home"
Scratching his cheek as he thought deeply, Suzaku let out a long sigh, before he shook his head and turned around with a slightly displeased expression.
"All for the sake of my future fortune..."
Saying that, Suzaku then glanced up with determination brimming in his gaze towards the other way, before he began walking in that direction.
His new destination now being the Dojo.
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A few minutes passed after that, and Suzaku, who was walking calmly amidst the street towards the end of the city (Which was where the Dojo was located), was lost deep in thought, thinking profusely over the predicament that currently haunted his training.
'How do I progress with my fighting style...?'
As far as he knew, he had two advantages that could be considered possible ways for developing his fighting style.
His strong body, or his Quirk.
Or at least, those were the only two things he could think of. He didn't know if he had any other hidden talents besides that.
Playing games was one. However, he doubted it would help him much with defeating bad guys when he became a hero, or with improving his fighting style. If anything, it would make him lazier to leave the house and do his job as a hero.
Getting out of options, Suzaku groaned in annoyance.
'Do I have to use one of those two other options then...? If so... I guess my strong body is the only trait that I see being usable for combat...'
Scratching his head with a troubled expression, Suzaku then continued, 'Though, that doesn't mean it makes it any easier to think of a way to adapt it to become part of my fighting style... Heck, I don't even know what that even means...'
-Sigh...-
Letting out a sigh, Suzaku looked to the sky with a hopeless expression, before he then closed his eyes in resignation.
"I guess I'm just not fit for this kind of thing... Hmm?"
It was then, however, when Suzaku's thoughts came to a halt as he noticed a certain oddness in the air.
"...?"
At first, he couldn't pinpoint what exactly it was. However, after a few seconds of looking around, he noticed that the street was quiet... abnormally quiet at that, and frowned slightly as a result.
It was normal for there to be at least a few noises here and there from the people who lived in the nearby houses. However, for some reason, now there was not a single sound reaching his ears.
Heck, now that he noticed it, not even the sounds of birds could be heard.
"Huh... Well, that's weird"
Keeping a frown, Suzaku glanced around, before he stopped walking and began glaring slowly at his surroundings, having a bad feeling all of a sudden.
-Clank!-
Then, suddenly, the sound of a metallic object falling to the ground from behind him reached his ears and surprised him.
As a result, he immediately turned around to see what the source of it was.
"...?"
However, to his surprise, when he turned around, he saw a man covered in dark clothes standing several meters away from him, and staring at him in silence without moving a single muscle.
"Hey you—!"
"Shhh... Sleep"
Weirded out, Suzaku was about to call out to him. However, all of a sudden, a hand appeared from behind him and placed what seemed to be a handkerchief over his mouth. Which soon caused Suzaku to fall to the ground without even having the chance to struggle.
'What the...?'
Feeling himself losing consciousness, Suzaku glanced behind him while he continued to fall before he soon noticed that someone had been standing behind him all along and that he had probably been the one to put him to sleep with whatever was in that handkerchief.
'What the fuck is happening—?'
Letting those words run through his brain as he fell roughly to the ground, Suzaku's eyes closed, before his consciousness drifted away.
"It's done"
After that, the man that was holding the handkerchief spoke aloud, before suddenly several men started appearing from nearby and began approaching the scene.
Even the man in black clothes who had been standing meters away walked towards Suzaku's body once the man with the handkerchief spoke.
-Rustle...-
Once everyone was reunited, the man with the handkerchief pulled down the mask that he was wearing, before he picked up a cigarette and lit it up.
Then, looking a Suzaku's limp body as he began puffing a big chunk of smoke, he began giving orders to the group of men.
"Alright, squad B, you pick him up and bring him to the car. As for team A, keep a watch over the area just in case any hero coincidentally decides to make their patrol across this area. We can't have anyone see this, otherwise, it will make it hard for our customer"
"Yes!!"
Saluting the man, soon half of the men dispersed into several directions, while the other half began picking up Suzaku's body and dragging him away, towards a nearby car.
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As he watched, the man frowned slightly, before he muttered something in an apologetic voice.
"Nothing personal kid. But a job is a job"
Saying that, the man then began walking behind the group carrying Suzaku's body, as he picked up his phone and began calling someone.
What happened after that, no one knew. But that day, Suzaku never returned home.
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-To be Continued...-
(A/N: Erm... What the sigma?)
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