Strings (BNHA x OC) [Rewrite]

47 || Flaming Feathers

Hawks sent Puppet flying away with most of the feathers that he had, giving her as much speed as possible. He knew that he couldn't let any hero catch up to her, if they did then there was no telling what would happen. Consequently, he had only left himself with a few larger feathers that he could use as blades and a good amount smaller feathers to maneuver with and use as projectiles.

Her life was his priority.

He took in and let out a deep breath as he thought about the situation that he was putting himself in. He shook the unease off and put on a straight face. He couldn't afford to let his emotions get the best of him and cloud his judgment.

I need to buy her time.

The sound of nearby footsteps caught the winged man's attention. They were loud, as if the person wasn't even trying to hide their presence.

He turned towards the sound, finding that Endeavor was standing there, like four yards away. He had a thick piece of beige fabric in his hand. He tossed it towards Hawks and it landed at his feet.

The winged man quickly recognized the fabric as his jacket. The fabric of the clothing article had been charred, soot lining the burn marks.

"Your jacket's not an effective decoy," Endeavor announced.

"Yeah, well it worked long enough," Hawks said back.

The older man sighed. "Let's stop wasting time—"

The winged man cut him off with a smug shrug. "I dunno, I kinda like wasting time. It makes me feel free."

"So you are stalling. Then there's no point in letting you talk, especially when I know you're stalling to let Puppet Master get away."

Hawks grimaced. Well damn, I was hoping he didn't know I sent Puppet off.

Endeavor's flames grew bigger and brighter. He was willing to brute force this, and that wasn't good news for the former hero.

"Fine! Let's go!" Hawks yelled, using the remaining feathers he had on his back to lift him into the air. "Just me and you, Endeavor!!"

———

Hawks fell from the air and hit the ground with a thud before quickly pushing himself back up.

His feathers were quickly catching fire. This wasn't good — if all his feathers burned up then he was done for. With less feathers, he was also getting slower, which really put him at a disadvantage. It didn't help that he also needed to constantly avoid sidekicks like Kido and Burnin.

He had started to take feathers away from the group on Puppet's back. It was decreasing her speed, but he felt it was needed, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fight Endeavor. And if he wasn't stalling the flame hero, then he would go after the black-and-white villain.

"Flashfire fist: JETBURN!" Endeavor jutted his hand out and shot powerful flames from his fist.

Hawks couldn't move in time and he was knocked onto the ground. The flames surrounded him, annihilating all the rest of his feathers and leaving only a small pocket around him so he wouldn't burn.

Hawks' body heat quickly increased and all the oxygen around him was being used up by the flames. Endeavor was trying to knock him out, overheating him and decreasing the oxygen in the small pocket of flames to the point where he would pass out.

"ENDEAVOR!" Hawks yelled, hoping that the flame hero could hear him over the raging flames.

To his relief, the flames slowly died down.