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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Ugh..." Law groans as he rolls over in bed, immediately grabbing his phone and pulling it under the covers to shut off his alarm.
Forcing his eyes open he sits up in bed and looks to his left, seeing the sun rising over the horizon.
Stretching his arms out he yawns, still feeling exhausted from the Nomu attack yesterday, "ok, gotta take it easy on the hero crap today..." he mutters while getting out of bed.
Almost an hour later, after a quick shower Law is sitting in his living room with his laptop on the coffee table, eating a meal bar and scrolling through his phone.
In this high-end and modern penthouse located in the middle of Minato Tokyo, almost everything was grey, white, or black, simple with sharp angles, and completely spotless.
Sitting on the white coffee table was his laptop, and connected to it was his visor, currently transferring all the footage from the last 24 hours into the laptop.
Beside it was the metal box he'd gotten from Mei a while ago, currently open to reveal a set of visors, 5 in total, and an empty slot for the currently active one. All are folded down to be easily transported.
Across from him was a massive tv built into the wall currently playing the morning news, HNN, the Hero News Network, was covering last night's attack and giving people a rundown of exactly what happened and the death toll.
They were still pulling bodies out of the rubble or declaring people as lost and missing, likely taken back to the league by Kurogiri.
Law takes a sip of water and finishes his meal bar as the video transfer is complete, and immediately begins cutting the video to upload it.
Isolating all the footage from the beginning to the end of each incident is all the editing he does, simply finding where it began and where it ended. Any more cuts than that would cause people to potentially become suspicious of what he's hiding.
And people being skeptical or not trusting him would defeat the entire purpose of him making these video uploads.
"Finally," Law uploads the video and just sits back, waiting for all the views and comments to flood in from his 95 million followers.
After defeating stain he'd gotten a small boost, with some people even calling him 'true hero' so much that it began trending online, much to his annoyance.
But he certainly wouldn't stop them from spreading his name and praising it.
After a few minutes, as expected, his phone begins ringing. Law just puts it on speaker atop the table and lays down flat on the couch to take a small nap.
"Yeah, you saw the video?" he asks without even looking at the caller ID.
"Not exactly what I expected," Nezu's voice responds through the phone.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the news drones only got close enough to see bits and pieces of the chaos, since Nomu would attack them. But on the screen, it looked as if the building got stuck somehow...the Pro Heroes reported that you caught it.
But, as any reasonable person would, I didn't fully understand what they meant by 'Horizon caught the building...' I didn't know you could do that."
"What do you mean? You know I have Takt."
"Yes, but moving some rocks and moving 215 thousand tons is an entirely different story."
"It's just a bigger rock," Law says casually, then yawns.
"Honestly none of you people that can be rank #1 Pro Heroes are normal...are you still tired?"
"Woke up too damn early."
"Understandable after the night you had, so did you need any special circumstances to hold a skyscraper in mid-air?"
"Nope."
"So you really can just, do that, whenever you want, really?"
"Yup."
Nezu sighs, "can you at least see why this makes some people nervous..."
"Villains yeah, figured the general public would be elated to see it. Don't they worship king meathead because of how hard he punches, it's basically the same thing."
"Normally yes, but it's very clear to them that you have a mean streak in you, and it seems aimed at other heroes more often than not. Your public approval rating plummeted after your interview, paired with this video proving the reports to be accurate, people are going to be nervous."
Law gets slightly annoyed by that, "seriously? After all the people I saved last night, they're still unhappy? What did I even say in the interview that got them mad?"
"You mentioned All Might's retirement," Nezu says bluntly.
"So? Do they really expect him to fight forever? I at least told them 10 years, but we both know he'll be lucky to live 4 more years."
"A single person can understand that, but collectively as a society, people are scared to hear things like that and will react poorly. Many of them have never known a world without him and don't want to imagine that.
Your projected approval rating rose up to #11 after the sports festival from #37 because you defeated Stain and posted that video. Plus he called you a 'true hero' so some people take that seriously.
But now it sank from #11 all the way down to #53 because you mentioned All Might retiring. Not to mention a lot of Pro Heroes hate you because you essentially called them useless and demanded the Hero Public Safety Commission fire them."
"Because they are useless and should be fired."
Nezu sighs, "if you must know, the few Pro Heroes you mentioned have been constantly harassed online for the past few hours and even had people arrive at their homes last night demanding they retire. Your words have actions."
"And so do their bad choices, heroes are basically celebrities and cops rolled into one, they signed up for this."
"Nobody wants to have their life ruined by a few words from an interview," Nezu says.
"If it can be ruined that easy then it wasn't much of a life anyway. Besides, there will be growing pains...assuming you people even want to prepare for a world without All Might.
So the public is a bunch of pussies that can't handle the real world...no surprise there. How'd you even get these stats anyway? I thought only fully licensed Pro Heroes have an approval metric..."
"I made a system to predict at what rank a Pro would debut at for the commission a few decades ago, this way they notice talent early so other countries aren't the first to make offers."
"I guess that makes sense, so I've gotta get to #1 on it and I'll be that much closer to my end goal, seems simple enough."
"Much easier said than done."
"Well of 115 thousand people I'm in the top 100, so what's the top spot compared to that."
"Ahh, speaking of our hero-saturated society, Pantu asked me to come up with a more intense numeric system to give out Provisional Licenses."
"Taking my advice on going for quality instead of quantity?"
"It at least appears that way. Your classmates have only done one week of training thus far, I hope over the next seven they can reach a point where the License Exams won't be impossible."
"How tough is the commission gonna make them?"
"A one percent pass rate."
"That would mean...for the average exam around fifty people pass."
"Extremely difficult," Nezu says.
"Yeah but if you start taking the exams in the first year that gives you six tries, if you can't pass in that many chances then it's time to pack your shit and leave. And that's assuming you don't get held back in the Hero Course so you have even more tries."
"Yes but some people also get in trouble after getting the Provisional License. If you've been found violating any law it can be renounced or suspended, or in extreme cases, you'd simply be expelled and blacklisted.
If it's renounced you'd have to retake the exam to get a new one which would restart the entire 3-year trial period.
But usually, people get into trouble because they begin selling merchandise and marketing themselves as a Pro, which is illegal without a full license. We've almost had a few cases of that in the past here at UA, it's usually treated as a minor mistake and only given a 3-month suspension."
"Yeah, but I work around that particular issue since I'm not marketing myself as a Hero, just as myself. Since 'Horizon' is on my ID and birth certificate it's more like I'm just a regular celebrity that branded myself to be my own product... an easy workaround for me.
And this way I don't have to wait three years before I get to start building my career. I mean the new rookie heroes climbing the ranks are Mt. Lady and Kamui Woods, they're in their mid and late twenties.
I'm more popular than them already because I don't have to get a Provisional License, then wait 3 years to be a full Pro Hero, then start marketing myself properly, then make my own agency to get out of someone else's shadow.
I just kinda skipped the big time-wasting parts of the process..."
"And used the Sports Festival as a large fancy advertisement," Nezu says.
"Isn't that what it's for?"
"Yes, but most people can't actually capitalize on that use. It's normal for Pro Heroes to just get a look at potential sidekicks."
"Yeah well, one more thing I'm better at than the current Pros, add it to the pile of reasons they don't like me," Horizon says with a shrug.
"It's not all bad press for you at least," Nezu says.
"What do you mean, people liked what I had to say?"
"People all around the world overall think much more highly of you, it's only Japan that felt slighted because of your views on All Might's longevity.
Across the world and especially in more rural areas that are much more conservative with views and traditions many people loved what you had to say. Especially regarding the hero-villain labels put on people for things they cannot control.
Many Quirk acceptance movements are seeing you as their own savior, and people have already been protesting the 'Heroes who look like they should be villains' official listing.
I suppose most Pro Heroes are just so busy or self-absorbed that they never really stop to think about the ugly side of society, although at large people try to ignore the discrimination and hate certain Quirks can inspire in others."
"Can't hate people for things they can't control, it should really be common sense, but people are just too dumb for that..."
"Very true."
"Hey! I can say that because I'm human, but yeah..." he shares a small laugh with Nezu.
They fall into a comfortable silence for a moment as the video he just uploaded begins playing on the news, he glances at his phone to see it's already at a few million views.
And the news anchor begins narrating everything that happens, causing Law to mute the tv.
"Do you think we'll be ready for it?" Nezu asks, his voice quieter and more concerned.
Law sits up, looking at the phone slightly confused, "ready for what?"
"A future without All Might, without our Symbol Of Peace...his presence alone suppresses crime in any country he's in. I can't imagine what will happen when he announces his sudden retirement."
Law falls silent for a moment, understanding exactly how important this was for Nezu.
He's spent his entire life, ever since heroes rescued him from that lab, supporting and nurturing Hero Society.
All he'd been working toward was a world at peace, and the closest he's ever come was Toshinori Yagi, All Might, and now that dream was slipping back into impossibility.
Law sighs, "don't worry Nezu, we'll be alright, in a few years All Might can retire knowing everything will be taken care of, so long as I am here..."
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Flying above the buildings in Minato Tokyo, Horizon stands on his hoverboard and listens to music within his visor. Nodding along to the beat as he tilts slightly and shifts from flying above buildings to flying above roads.
Reaching the edge of his Room he makes sure to get eyes onto the trailer truck he's been following before closing his current Room and opening a new one, then he drifts back over the buildings and out of the line of sight for the truck.
"People rarely look up, but better to be safe than sorry, especially when I can sense them anyway. An entire week following these annoying leads...time for me to cash in," he mutters to himself as he continues following the truck around.
A minute later as he's still following the truck, he gets a call from Nezu.
"Shouldn't you be asleep by now?" Horizon asks.
"I was about to get some rest, but I just found this interesting article about you..."
"Well I stopped a runaway car yesterday, but it's been a slow week."
"Not 'you', I meant Law Matani."
"Huh, but I haven't even done anything."
"Then why is there a picture of a certain lady leaving your apartment this morning?"
"The purse designer lady, what about her?"
"It's a bit of a scandal...seeing as she's married to someone slightly famous."
"Shit," Horizon sighs. "Didn't know she was married. Is this gonna be annoying?"
"I doubt it, he's just a baseball player, he can't cause someone at your level any problems, and nobody is foolish enough to challenge the Matani Estate---"
"But this puts me in the public eye, and now people will actually know about the Matani Estate, fuck."
"Exactly, I assume you already had a plan for this?"
"Yeah, most of the things I buy retain their original names and are controlled by subsidiary asset management companies, which are all owned by my anonymous Swiss Vault account, it's all airtight."
"Good, I just called to give you a bit of a warning, if you keep going like this the quiet life of Law Matani will become very loud very quickly."
"I'll be more careful in the future."
"Glad to hear it."
Nezu hangs up and Horizon just grumbles to himself, "of course it'd be my dick that gets me into trouble...I'll just have to lay low until people forget. Some hero will do something and nobody will even remember Law Matani...like take down a big drug operation in the same city."
Horizon sees the truck pull into the port at the edge of Minato Tokyo. As it drives between all the stacks of shipping containers Horizon lands on a tall crane that didn't have any lights on it, allowing himself to stay completely hidden.
He hops off the hoverboard, leaving it parked and hovering in place as he walks to the edge of the crane.
Crouching down he reaches behind his back.
Contrary to the appearance of his Hero Costume, Horizon actually had a few items strapped to the back of his belt, concealed by his flowing jacket draped across his shoulders.
Mainly were a few beads which expand when crushed into a cast, big enough to incase a limb.
Too weak to act as a capture tool but good for a doctor to have.
A small medical pack, with only a scalpel, morphine, needle and thread, bandages, and alcohol for cleaning wounds.
And the item he pulls out, a small digital scope.
As he takes it out and powers it up the sight is displayed inside his visor, making it so he doesn't have to lift it to his face, simply using it like a camera.
Zooming in he sees the driver and passenger, two plain-looking tall men open the back of the truck, and one door to the warehouse opens.
Four more men come out and begin helping them move crates, bland and unmarked, each as big as a backpack, adding them to the rows already neatly packed into the shipping warehouse.
He senses another 12 men scattered about, all carrying rifles, aside from the drivers who had concealed pistols.
'Time to get some probable cause,' he thinks, zooming in on the crate itself.
TAKT!
He focuses his energy on the crate and causes it to slip out of the man's hand, falling on its side and causing the top to pop open, exposing the pale green liquid, packed in small glass vials.
'Gotcha,' Horizon then zooms in on each of them men, inputting their faces for his facial recognition system to sort through.
Yet another upgrade which was suggested by Mei. It's not as instant as what'd you'd find inside a police station, but it can eventually get the job done.
Using his Hero Network access from his phone to gain access to the criminal database.
"Shambles," he warps into the back of the dim warehouse. Still feeling all the men at the front loading boxes he carefully and quietly opens the top of one crate, getting an up-close look.
Rows upon rows of neatly and securely packed vials of drugs.
"Trigger," Horizon mutters to himself, mostly for his camera and mic to pick up his narration.
"Imported from Eastern Europe and sent to Japan. The latest highly addictive Quirk enhancement drug. And since this warehouse is on the dock and a truck just came from inland to add to this cache, I'm betting all of this is shipping to south America.
Otherwise, they would have just gone from Eastern Europe and used the New York port.
A lot of people are gonna die if villains get a supply this big...18 men, all armed. 16 with assault rifles, and two with pistols."
Horizon takes out his phone and does a few simple searches, using his authority via the Hero Network to get the information he needed.
"The dock opens in two hours and the ship beside this warehouse is scheduled to depart in three...I need to deal with this now."
The sound of metal clanging as the warehouse doors close echoes about, and the few lights inside the warehouse go out.
"Huh, complete darkness, that's useful. A bright white three-piece suit really isn't good for stealth anyway," he chuckles lightly
Horizon send a quick alert to the police, receiving confirmation that they'd be arriving after gathering some backup.
Horizon sees his facial recognition system finally get one hit, the driver was the only one with a criminal record.
"Aggravated Assault, Quirk: Contortionist...his entire body is double jointed...well that's something."
Focusing on the man Horizon waits a few minutes until he strays away from the others, then.
"Shambles," Horizon swaps the man with a card and immediately grabs his throat with one hand and his arms with the other, choking out the man as he struggles beneath Horizon's greatly improved physical strength.
"Shambles," Horizon recalls the card to him before anyone stumbles upon it, as the man finally goes unconscious.
"It's Horizon! He warped someone!" Horizon hears from the man's radio.
But he doesn't sense that anyone even noticed this man was gone, and they were all scrambling to get to each other at the front of the warehouse.
"How the hell..." Horizon throws the unconscious man over his shoulder and warps back to the top of the crane, then recalls the card he swapped with to get up there.
He notices the remaining 17 men all taking up a strange formation, obviously trying to keep eyes on each other.
'How the hell did they even know I was here...' he wonders, watching them all gather.
Using the scope he can see a few of them visibly shaking at the idea of being hunted by him.
'Street thugs paid to do the boring job of guarding a warehouse nobody was supposed to know about, and now they have to fight a god...yeah, I'd be shaking too.'
"You there man? Where are you?" Horizon hears through the unconscious man's radio, shrugs, and picks it up.
He keeps an eye on the men while speaking, "so, how did you know I was here?"
He sees all the men stiffen, looking at each other nervously as they realize how real this situation was.
"We aren't talking to you!" The presumed leader yells into the radio.
"You just did, but hey if you tell me I'll take it easy on you, or you could surrender now and save us all the hassle..."
"Why don't you come down here so I can put a bullet in yo ARGH!---" the man drops to the floor as two hits of Injection Shot tear through his thighs, muscle and bone obliterated with ease.
All the other men begin frantically looking around, wanting to help their ally but forced to leave him reeling in pain as they try to cover each other.
"So, anyone else?"
"Ok, I'll talk!" One of the men drops their gun, completely terrified, and raises his hands to the sky in surrender.
"Perfect, so, start talking," Horizon says through the radio.
One of the other guards doesn't like this and raises his weapon at the traitor, "you fucking rat ba AHHH!"
Injection Shot tears through his arms and legs in rapid succession.
"Oh god," the other men drop their weapons and raise their hands to the sky. "Please don't hurt us!"
"Start talking, how'd you know I was here?"
"It's the watch," the first man who surrendered says. "They're new, a lot of people are selling things that they say can help defend against you, most of em are trash scams but our watches alert everyone connected if we skip distance!"
"Hmm, let's test it, Shambles," Horizon swaps one of the men for a gun they threw a few meters away.
The watch at his feet and on all their hands start beeping immediately.
"Ugh, this shit is gonna be annoying, but I can adapt too," he says to himself, then opens the radio connection. "Anyway, just stay like that until the cops come, if any of you move, you'll join your friends on the floor, I'm watching you..."
Horizon calls the police to alert them of the new situation, and not even 20 minutes later a horde of squad cars and armored trucks arrive to cart off these men to prison.
Individuals who don't pose a threat to society on a large scale are reserved for Tartarus, these small-time criminals would simply go to a regular prison, or plead ignorant of what they were guarding and only get an illegal firearm possession charge.
The maximum charge for that alone, 15 years. Since they didn't use their Quirks that will help their case a significant amount.
Now they just had to get their story straight and pretend they didn't know what they were protecting or moving.
'Assuming they're smart enough to do that,' Horizon thinks as he sees the truck with the men driving away.
Now only the lieutenant in charge of this case and the evidence squads were on the scene with him.
"You know you really should have waited for backup," the leading officer says, looking up at Horizon.
"Sorry I didn't want to risk them changing the situation further, but luckily I got them all to surrender peacefully."
"Not surprising, it's you," the officer says. "Any advice for the doctors on how to deal with...whatever you did to those guys?"
"Treat it like they got shot with regular bullets that tore right through them, do you have any info on this?" Horizon says while handing the cop the watch.
"Hmm," the man looks at it for a few seconds then recognizes it. "Yeah, big-time criminal organizations have been showing up with these, but only for the top lieutenants, or I guess in this case when they're guarding twenty million in drugs."
"Apparently it's for warping."
The man gives Horizon a confused look, "what? these let them warp?"
"No, it's to alert the connected watches that someone warped you. Best guess, it uses precise real-time GPS, if you suddenly skip over a few meters it alerts everyone."
"Hmm," the man taps his chin a few times. "One of those Anti-Horizon devices we've seen selling for a fortune on the black market..."
"There are more, what are they?"
"Well, a Horizon-repellant tear gas?"
"Annoying...but I mean who doesn't that crap annoy?"
"True. Big rubber pads that absorb your slashes?"
"That's stupid."
"A special ring that makes it difficult for you to sense and warp people?"
"That...people are actually stupid enough to buy that?"
"We've caught about 200 people across the country with it on," the cop gives a disappointed sigh.
"Idiots, even if any of this crap did work, wouldn't stop me from warping toward you instead..."
"Oh yeah, good point. But yeah the last main one is the most expensive, Welding."
"Welding?" Horizon asks.
"Yeah, the League of Villains is spreading misinformation that you can't warp things that are molecularly bonded to other things, like if two things are welded together you can't just move one piece."
"Ok, so they have welders?"
"The Weld Quirk, they've apparently got like a dozen small Nomu that people can rent to weld their products down so you can't warp it away, it's stupid but people actually believe it since the League Of Villains has a pretty good reputation right now."
'Hmm, Awase from 1B has that quirk, and whoever in Tartarus used it to weld my parents to the prison so I can't warp them out. Shigaraki has a brain after all, not that it takes much to figure something like this out, but still annoying...'
"Yeah that's ridiculous," Horizon says, playing off the idea as another failure. "Anyway since we're just about done here I should get back to patrol. I just didn't want these drugs in my part of Tokyo..."
"Yeah, thanks for stopping these guys. Um, can I maybe get a picture with you?" the cop asks nervously. "My kids would love it."
"Sure thing, I'm always happy to help the cops any way I can. Heroes can throw punches but beyond that, we can't do much, so honestly, just between us, I think you guys are the real heroes..."
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