10 months had passed....
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England, London, Monday at 6:30 p.m....
WROOOOAAARRRR!!!!
RHHHAAAARHHGHHH!!!
GRAAAAOUUURRR!!!
Absolutely gigantic creatures were attacking the English capital, there were 7 of them and measured more than 120m... One of them was reptilian, another was a misshapen creature, and another was covered in metal plate.
The English heroes were powerless because the creatures resisted any attack...
The lights of the heroes' attacks and the cry of the titans covered the entire city.
"My friends, do not give up! We will defeat these vile creatures! Let's protect the royal family!" shouted Lancaster, England's number one hero, A man with blond hair wearing a royal outfit with a red rose drawn.
The other heroes seemed galvanized by the royal hero's words and the attacks redoubled.
"Our attacks don't do anything to them... I have to give it my all in this attack! "
While these allies attacked as best they could, Lancaster closed his eyes and raised his hands.
Immediately, a sword of light appeared in his hands, the city was illuminated with its golden light.
Lancaster's royal costume and red cloak vibrated in the wind, and the red rose on his chest pulsed with light.
"Light of Albion! Protect the innocent and annihilate evil! "
Lancaster rushed at exceptional speed toward the seven titans, the sword of light hurling photons across London.
He leaps toward the creatures, the blade of energy raised to the sky.
"You will feel the power of the people of England!"
SHWOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!
His sword fell, a ray of extremely bright light crossed London.
"EXCALIBUR!!!!" The royal hero yelled.
The light grew louder, blanketing the city with a shimmering burst of photons.
The blinding light dissipated as Lancaster landed abruptly on the ground, short of breath, muscles tense to the extreme, and posture wobbly.
...
"My lord!" cried one of the heroes, helping him to his feet.
Lancaster watched as the smoke cleared and gritted his teeth when he saw that he had only slain two monsters.
"Damned!!" he cried angrily.
The inhabitants, the heroes... The desperation was palpable throughout the capital.
Lancaster staggered, bleeding from his nose as he created a new sword of light.
"My lord! Your body won't hold up after using your Quirk so much!" cried the hero with extreme anxiety.
"It'll be fine, I won't let these monsters go after my people!" thundered Lancaster with extraordinary determination as he slowly made his way to the remaining monsters.
....
"How brave it is.... That said, the people would like to have their prince alive if possible," says a serene male voice.
Lancaster didn't even have time to turn around when...
SNAP!!
A snap of the finger.....
Reality was brutally distorted and the remaining titans fragmented into billions of puzzle pieces that fell to the ground like a real waterfall....
A heavy silence settled as the heroes and Londoners tried to understand what had just happened...
But it only took a few minutes to find out....
"X!!! IT WAS HERO X WHO SAVED US !!!" people shouted across the city.
The heroes roared with joy...
Lancaster picked up a few puzzle pieces, his hands trembling with relief and admiration.
He turned back to the number 0 in the ranking with amazed eyes.
"Greetings, Prince Edward" X said with a respectful smile.
Edward XIX sighed and then burst out laughing, this laughter did him a great deal of good.
"I'm not the crown prince right now, I'm Lancaster, England's number 1 hero," he smiled before bowing deeply to X, with deep gratitude.
....
"I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your heroic intervention, you saved all of England. I'll repay you for the rest of my life," he said solemnly as the other heroes nearby imitated their prince.
"Don't worry, it's the hero's routine" X smiled softly as he put his hands in his trouser pockets.
"Thank you again" smiled Lancaster as the clamour of the whole town could be heard for the rescue of the number 0.
"Well... I think I'm going to go home and..." X began.
"What?Are you already leaving?" Lancaster asked, his voice tinged with disappointment.
"well yes..." replied X.
"I understand... As the protector of our world, you have very important occupations. I apologize for my impertinence," Lancaster said with extreme seriousness that caused a drop of sweat on X's head.
"Go finish the last season of Prison Break can be considered an important task, I guess..." he thought with a slightly nervous smile.
"Anyway, before leaving, I wanted to ask you where these strange kinds of kaiju came from?" asked X seriously.
Lancaster observed the vastness of the city's starry sky before his gaze glided to the piles of puzzles in the streets.
"No, they magically appeared and began to attack London with barbaric madness. It must be the work of an extremely powerful Quirk...." replied the royal hero, clutching his scarlet cloak.
"I see..." whispered X, looking at the coin he was holding in his hand.
What they didn't know was that they were being watched....
An owl-like creature stood on top of Big Ben. Its eyes widened as he fixed on X who was still talking to Prince Edward.
Through the creature's eyes, a young girl dressed in a gothic princess dress watched with excitement and jubilation.
She squirmed on her huge bed covered with thick soft cushions of all colors. Her charcoal-black eyes shone with unhealthy joy, and she burst into a psychotic laugh.
"ha haha ha!! So he was the hero who defeated Phoenix?! He got rid of my parademons as if nothing had happened! He's so cool!" She screamed like a histerical fangirl as she jumped on her bed. Some cushions fell to the ground.
"I understand why he is the number 1 enemy of our organization, he is so powerful! And so beautiful!" she said with a yandere smile.
She then noticed through the eyes of the creature on the roof of the clock that X was waving goodbye to Lancaster.
"Huh!?! He can't leave like that! I'm going to send more parademons to hold him back!" she smiled with sadistic glee as she activated her quirk. A black aura surrounded her but before she could do anything...
DING DONG!!
The sound of the doorbell rang through the luxurious hotel room.
She grumbled in anger as she went to open the door, wanting to kill the one who had bothered her.
"I'm going to feed this person to my parademons" she growled in rage.
She pressed a remote control and the door opened automatically, pointing to one of the hotel's receptionists.
"What do you want?" the girl asked coldly, playing with a lock of her white hair.
The receptionist didn't mind the white-haired girl's acerbic tone and answered with a serene smile.
" Sorry to disturb you Miss Lishty, a certain Marc wants to talk to you, he is in his suite and he is waiting for you"
At these words, the girl named lishty shuddered with terror and recoiled under the surprised and somewhat satisfied gaze of the receptionist.
"Marc?" she asked in a trembling voice.
"Damn! I shouldn't have had fun sending parademons like that.... How am I going to get out of this?" she wondered, biting her nails.
"Tell him I'm sick!" she cried eagerly.
The receptionist sighed, half exasperated, half amused by the distress of the unbearable girl.
"He expected you to say that, he said you have a minute to follow me" she replied in an impersonal tone.
Lishty gnashed her teeth angrily, then obediently followed the woman, the woman in uniform, through the hushed corridors of the hotel.
"Why they never let me do what I want..." she growled, dragging her feet like a capricious child.
They ended up entering a huge and richly decorated room, it was very luxurious and lishty looked at her before her gaze fell on a man sitting on an armchair, his fist on his chin.
He was more than one meter ninety-five tall, and possessed an imposing body. His hair was a flamboyant blonde, he was dressed in a crisp red and black suit, a large solid gold necklace streaked his neck.
He wore gold earrings as well, he really had the look of a billionaire...
Lishty shuddered at his cold gaze, his eyes were red, a precious ruby red, but his pupils..... They were real black holes.
"Hi Marc... Did you want to see me?" asked Lishty, sweating profusely, her head down.
The receptionist had left, she wanted her to be there.....
The man called Mark got up and approached the girl, he made her raise her head by placing his hands on her shoulders.
He stared at her with a stoic air. Lishty couldn't see her reflection through his eyes, as if his black hole-like pupils were absorbing her.
Elsewhere, X was in his pajamas at home, watching his series.
Izuku lifted weights in his room, his eyes shining with determination.
Trinity X was on patrol at night, alert to the slightest threat.
All might in his weakened form was having tea with nezu in his office in yuei.
No one suspected what was happening thousands of miles away...
........
Marc smiled, a smile that was not angry...
It surprised lishty....
"Isn't he going to scold me?" she wondered in amazement.
A very shady organization seemed to be operating in the shadows, but it was nevertheless extremely powerful.....
Who were they? And above all, what did they want? What had they done with Phoenix?
To be continued...