Note: I DO NOT own My Hero Academia or The Boys so don't report me. This is for entertainment purposes only and I hope you enjoy the chapter.

It was morning now as Izuku and the others finally made it to the address Mallory gave them.

Izuku then walks up to the door with the others behind him as he knocks on the door.

It didn't take long to get an answer as a woman in her late 50's opens the door.

Valerie: Can I help you?

Izuku: Good morning, ma'am. My name is Izuku. Is there anyone living here who used to go by the name of Liberty?

He asked as the woman seemed afraid.

Valerie: No.

She says, about to close the door only for Izuku to quickly stop it with his bare hand.

Izuku: Ma'am, please.

Valerie: You need to leave.

Izuku: My friends and I just need to ask you a few questions.

Valerie: Just leave me alone. I took your damn money, I signed your damn papers, and I have kept my mouth shut!

Izuku: We're not from Vought, ma'am. We're going against Vought.

Valerie: . . . Then y'all are just some damn fools.

Izuku: The reason we came here is because a friend of ours believes you might have information on Liberty.

Valerie: . . . You're wasting your time. Okay?

She says, trying to close the door but to no avail on the account of Izuku's strength.

Mother's Milk: Miss, hear us out. After that, if you want us to leave, we'll go.

He says, the woman letting out a sigh.

Valerie: Go ahead.

Mother's Milk: My father was a lawyer. Small-time, very smart. And aggressive. When I was a kid, something happened between my family and Vought, which I'd rather not talk about, but it was bad. Now, see, my dad, he believed in the law and that nobody was above it, not even Vought. So he went to work. He got after their asses. He had one of those . . . remember those little black, manual typewriters with the keys? I'd go to sleep at night to all that noise, my father banging away at that thing. Wake up the next morning, he'd still be hammering away. All night. But see, Vought wasn't about to let this one black man put his foot on their necks. Mm-mm. So they hired teams of lawyers. Paid off judges. But my father never gave up. Till one morning I woke up and . . . I didn't hear those keys anymore. Just found him hunched over that typewriter, dead at 55.

He said, that last part making Izuku and the others sad.

Valerie: I'm so sorry for your loss.

Mother's Milk: I'm not here for your sympathy. But I am gonna tell you that his fight got passed down to me. And I'm gonna make Vought pay for what they did to him and, ma'am, from what I've gathered, what they've done to you as well.

He said as the woman remains silent for a moment before letting them into her home as they all took a seat in the living room.

Valerie: I mean . . . it's been forty eight years. What good is dredging all this stuff up now gonna do?

Mother's Milk: Honestly we don't know. But we still need to hear it.

He said as the woman, her name being Valerie Hunter, lets out a sigh and takes a seat.

Valerie: I tried to get people to listen.

She laughs.

Valerie: Lord knows, so many times, I tried. But a little black girl accusing a white superhero of murder in these parts?

Mother's Milk: Yeah.

He said as Valerie lets out another sigh.

Valerie: It was during one of those summer rains that you just knew was coming by the smell in the air. I was eleven years old, asleep in the backseat of my folks' Ford. My brother Myron, he was driving. I woke up to sound of screeching tires as the Ford stops. Myron asked "What's the trouble, ma'am?" as Liberty came up and told him to get out before dragging him out into the rain. She told him that his car was involved with a robbery that night. Of course it wasn't true, my brother never committed a crime in his life, but she didn't believe him. I watched in the back seat as she started beating on him before throwing him onto the hood. Myron was begging, asking "Why are you doing this to me, lady? Ain't you supposed to be a hero?" And you know what she said? She said that she was a hero for killing a black piece of shit like him.

She says, pausing for a moment before continuing.

Valerie: I saw blood splatter onto the windshield. And I just sat there in the backseat, horrified. Liberty must've not noticed I was there, otherwise I'd likely have been killed too. I got out in the rain and saw my brother . . . barely alive. I was frozen. I couldn't move my body or say a word as I watched my brother die right in front of me.

She said as tears began to well up in her eyes.

Valerie: I wanted to go to the police.

She said, her voice cracking as she said this.

Valerie: But my folks? They thought it was pointless. So when that man from Vought, when he showed up and he offered us that money, we just took it. Two thousand dollars . . . that is what my brother's life was worth! Just two thousand dollars!

She yelled as tears streamed down her face before getting up from her seat.

Valerie: But y'all have got to promise me that you won't tell anybody that I sat here and I talked to you. Because if that woman finds out that I opened my mouth, she's gonna kill me.

She says before Izuku stands up.

Izuku: Ma'am, it's okay. We'd never tell anyone. But you don't have to worry about Liberty, ma'am. No one's seen her since 1979, she's probably dead by now.

He says, making Valerie chuckle.

Valerie: Oh, no, no. I . . .

She says before holding up a finger before heading towards the dining table and shuffling about a few newspaper before approaching them with one.

Valerie: Right here. That's her. Right there. That's Liberty.

She says, showing everyone a newspaper with Stormfront's picture.

Everyone then fell silent at this revelation, even Tsutsumi was surprised by this.

They then left Valerie's home and discussed what they just learned in the car.

Hughie: Valerie was just a little girl, she said it was raining, so she could be wrong.

Annie: She seemed pretty certain.

Hughie: Yeah, but if Liberty and Stormfront are the same person, then that makes her what, like, seventy years old? Maybe older?

Tsutsumi: The affects of Compound V are unpredictable. If it can change Jack from Jupiter's skin orange or give Ingenium engine-like protrusions on their bodies, then an extended lifespan isn't really that much of a stretch.

Izuku: She's right. It's the only explanation for Stormfront's youth despite her age.

Hughie: This is the same Stormfront that just became America's favorite two-fisted Supe.

Mother's Milk: And might've popped Raynor's head for getting too close.

Annie: Oh my God.

Hughie: What the fuck is going on?

They said before everyone fell silent for a moment before Hughie spoke up.

Hughie: I didn't know that about your dad. Sounds like he was a real hero.

Mother's Milk: I thought so too, but . . . nah. He's just a man with a disease. He passed it down to me, and if I'm not careful, I might end up passing it down to my . . .

Izuku: Your daughter?

Mother's Milk: . . . Yeah.

Izuku: Well, Mr. Milk . . . I think you're wrong.

He said, grabbing everyone's attention.

Izuku: How can trying to do the right thing be a disparate, Mr. Milk? Your father only did what he thought was right. If that doesn't make someone a hero, then I don't know what does.

He said as everyone fell silent upon hearing the teen's words.

Many hours would pass as they eventually made it back to the safe house only to realize that Frenchie and Kimiko were nowhere to be seen.

Hughie: Where'd they go?

Izuku: I'll call Mr. Frenchie.

He says, taking out his cellphone and dialing Frenchie's number.

It didn't take too long as the frenchman answered.

Frenchie: Yes?

Izuku: Mr. Frenchie.

Frenchie: How was your trip, Broccolidoriya?

Izuku: Forget about that for a second. I'm more concerned about you. Are you okay?

Frenchie: I'm fine.

Izuku: And Kimiko?

Frenchie: . . . Pretty sure she's taking Kenji's passing hard. She left the safe house so I followed her.

Izuku: Dammit. I knew I shouldn't have left you guys alone. Where are you?

Frenchie: In the city.

Izuku: Where in the city? Maybe if I talk to her I can-

Frenchie: No.

Izuku: Mr. Frenchie?

Frenchie: Kimiko needs her space for now. I'll keep an eye on her until she's ready to come back.

Izuku: Okay, Mr. Frenchie. You two be safe out there. Hope you two come back soon.

Frenchie: I'll be in touch.

They say before hanging up.

Mother's Milk: Well?

Izuku: They're fine. I'm gonna try to contact Butcher now.

He says, dialing the number. Izuku waited a little longer this time though he did get an answer.

Butcher: Hello, hello?

Izuku: Butcher?

Butcher: Midoriya?

Izuku: Yeah, it's me. We just got back to the safe house and found that Liberty is actually Stormfront. Vought changed her name, her image and her hero name. She might be the one who murdered Ms. Raynor, Annie's trying to figure it out from inside Vought.

Butcher: Well, as long as Starlight's on the job, we're sorted then, yeah?

Izuku: Yeah. I guess so. Anyway, um . . . how'd your search go? Did you find her?

Butcher: I did.

Izuku: Really? That's good to hear. How is she?

Butcher: Lovelier than the day I met her.

He says before Izuku raised an eyebrow upon hearing a squeaking sound as thought it was coming from a toy.

Izuku: Where are you now?

Butcher: Heading off grid. Argentina, maybe. Early retirement.

Izuku: Retirement? What do you mean? You're leaving?

Butcher: I am.

Izuku: You . . . you couldn't have atleast come back to say goodbye to everyone?

Butcher: I know we've been through some shite together.

He says, pausing for a moment before continuing.

Butcher: You were . . . you were always like my canary, I suppose. You and Hughie. Thank you. Goodbye, Midoriya.

Izuku: Wait, Butcher-

He couldn't finish his sentence as the British man ended the call.

Izuku couldn't but feel sad that Butcher was leaving the boys for good this time as he sat down on a chair.

Tsutsumi: What's going on with Butcher?

Izuku: He said he found his wife and that he's retiring. I guess with Ms. Becca back, Butcher doesn't have any reason to continue the fight against Vought.

He said, catching M.M's attention as he paused his favorite show and stood up before walking towards the teen.

Mother's Milk: Tell me exactly what he said.

He says, to which the teen told him Butcher's exact words on the call.

Afterwards, M.M did a little digging to find out where Butcher could have gone.

And so, Izuku, Hughie, M.M & Tsutsumi got into the car and started driving to their destination, which took a whole day as they arrived at around noon.

It was a nice neighborhood as everyone got out of the car and approached the address M.M found, gently but firmly knocking on the door.

It took only a few seconds for the door to open up as an elderly woman looks at them.

Judy: Can I help you?

Izuku: You're Judy Butcher, ma'am?

Judy: What's it to you?

Izuku: We're friends of your nephew, um . . . William, right?

He says to which M.M nods his head.

Judy: That's right, I recognize you from the news. Come in, come.

She says, letting them in.

Izuku: Is Butcher here now, ma'am?

Judy: You just missed him. He went to take Terror out for a walk.

Izuku: Terror?

Judy: His dog.

Hughie: I didn't know Butcher had a dog.

Izuku: What kind of breed is Terror?

Judy: English Bulldog. Would anyone like some tea? Or water, maybe?

She asks to which she leads them to the living room sofa as they all took a seat.

They then waited for the next twenty minutes until Butcher finally came back with Terror from their walk.

Judy: Oi, Billy. You shouldn't be leaving your mates without notice. Who's this one remind you of?

She asks, that last part referring to Hughie.

Judy: Ain't he the spitting of Lenny?

She asked as Butcher looked at them with a sour expression on his face.

Butcher: No.

Hughie: What's going on with you, Butcher? Izuku said that you told him you were retiring to Argentina or something.

Butcher: I am. What are you doing here?

Mother's Milk: Well, Izuku heard a dog toy on the phone. And I know you keep Terror at your aunt's, so . . .

Butcher: Brilliant as ever. Time to go.

Izuku: Is Ms. Becca here, Butcher?

Judy: Becca? Billy, what is he talking about?

Butcher: It's nothing, Judy.

Izuku: What happened at the compound, Butcher?

Butcher: A little something called mind your own fucking business.

Izuku: It is my fucking business when one of my friends suddenly tries ghosting us with little to no explanation. We're all worried about you.

Butcher: Your cunt sense tingling, is it? Well don't you worry, I'm sorted.

Mother's Milk: Where's Becca, man?

Butcher: Waiting for me at Hampton Inn. So . . .

He says, clapping his hands together.

Butcher: . . . lots of thanks, time to piss off.

He says, gesturing towards the door.

Hughie: We're not going anywhere.

Butcher: Right.

He says, making his way towards the door.

Izuku: Butcher!

He said, standing up from the sofa and following after him.

Izuku: Butcher, you can't just-

He paused upon getting that indescribable feeling again before grabbing Butcher by the arm, pulling him away from the door.

Butcher: Midoriya, for fuck's sakes, let go!

Izuku: Danger Sense.

Butcher: The fuck are you talking about?

Izuku: Danger Sense. It's name I decided on for one of my new powers. This feeling I got right before Ms. Raynor died or before Kenji tried to kill you. I'm getting it right now. Someone's waiting for us out there.

He says, grabbing everyone's attention as Tsutsumi sneakily makes her way to window curtain, taking quick glances outside.

Hughie: What do you see?

Tsutsumi: Black Noir's here. And he's not alone.

Izuku: How many?

Tsutsumi: Far as I can tell, there's only one. But it's not at all who I expected.

Butcher: Well don't keep us in the fucking dark, who's out there with Noir?

Tsutsumi: Dynamight.

Izuku: Kacchan?

He whispers to himself.

Hughie: Wait, you know Dynamight, Izuku?

Izuku: Yeah, Kacchan and I were childhood friends. Then he got his powers and started bullying everyone, including me. My family and I moved away a couple years later and I haven't seen him since.

Meanwhile, Black Noir and the young hero Dynamight, AKA Katsuki Bakugou were watching Judy's house from a rooftop.

Dynamight: This is fucking stupid. I say we just get in there and kill that British bastard.

He says, to which Noir quickly writes down on a notebook, showing it to the explosive hero.

Black Noir's Note: "Not unless you want the public finding out. Be patient, kid."

The teen read it before letting out a frustrated groan.

Dynamight: Fine. As long as I get to beat the shit out of Deku, I'll wait. But if we have to sit here all day, I'm going in myself.

Butcher: Don't know why the fuck Dynamight's here with Noir, but I'm pretty fucking certain that Noir followed me from Becca's.

Hughie: You couldn't get her out?

Butcher: . . . She didn't want out.

He said, his answer surprising everyone except for Tsutsumi.

Hughie: So what now?

Izuku: Um . . . Ms. Tsutsumi and I can fight them off while you guys make a run for it. Just in the car and drive away, we'll catch up with you later.

Tsutsumi: Don't be reckless, Midoriya. We can't just go out unprepared.

Mother's Milk: She's right. If they want to kill us, they'll have to do it with an audience.

Izuku: What do you have in mind?

Some time would pass as sirens sounded off with the fire department driving into the neighborhood, announcing to everyone to evacuate their homes due to a gas leak.

Which was of course a lie, courtesy of M.M.

Izuku: Good call, Mr. Milk. That should buy us some time.

He said as everyone got to work, building a homemade bomb from materials available to them in Judy's home.

Izuku: Okay, that's one bomb set.

Tsutsumi: Midoriya.

Izuku: Huh? Oh. Yes, Ms. Tsutsumi?

Tsutsumi: Are you sure you're up for this?

Izuku: Up for what in particular?

Tsutsumi: Fighting Noir and your childhood friend.

Izuku: Oh. Well . . . to be honest, I'm pretty terrified. I mean, I know my arm's already healed now, but still . . . going up against Kacchan won't be easy. And that's not even taking Black Noir into account. I mean, he's equal to Queen Maeve in strength, only being surpassed by Homelander and Endeavor.

Tsutsumi: I understand how you feel. I was scared in my very first mission as Noir's sidekick.

Izuku: You were?

Tsutsumi: Yeah. But when it came down to it, I was ready and did my best at succeeding. I know you can do it too, Midoriya. You just have to believe in yourself and utilize everything you've learned to win. Don't forget that.

Izuku: I see. Thank you, Ms. Tsutsumi.

He says, feeling a lot better now.

Some time would pass as the boys had finished setting up the bombs before heading down to the basement and into a secret door that leads into Judy's "Taffy Room" as she calls it.

Upon entering it they couldn't help but notice a table with all sorts of drugs on it.

Izuku: Um, ma'am, are you . . . ?

Butcher: She's dealer, Midoriya.

Judy: Just an affordable alternative to privatized healthcare.

They said as everyone fell into an awkward silence.

A couple of hours would pass as the fire department proceeded to leave the area with the boys all waiting in the Taffy Room.

Izuku then glances at Tsutsumi, who was currently leaned up against a wall, holding out one of her knives she used on the members of Idaten, twirling it in her hand.

Izuku then decided to get up from the sofa and walk up to the former hero.

Izuku: Can I ask you something, Ms. Tsutsumi?

Tsutsumi: Shoot.

Izuku: Is it true that you killed Jack from Jupiter and Mr. Marathon? Two of the Seven's founding members?

He asked, to which Tsutsumi stops twirling the knife before looking him in the eye.

Tsutsumi: It's true. Everything the news told you about their deaths is solid. Except for one thing.

Izuku: . . . What was it?

Tsutsumi: That they were the ones that tried to kill me first when I refused to carry out another one of Stan Edgar's orders.

Izuku: Vought's CEO?

Tsutsumi: Who do you think Black Noir reported to? One day, I decided that I've had enough of being Edgar's hitwoman. But, of course, he wouldn't let me just quit. No, he "appreciated" my talents. Especially since I was personally trained by Noir himself. We got into an argument, which eventually led me in attempting to kill him. My mistake was doing that when Noir was in the room with us.

She says, pausing for a moment before continuing.

Tsutsumi: So, naturally, Noir and I got into a fight. I was twenty five at the time. I was able to hold my own against Noir utilizing every trick he taught me. I couldn't beat him head on. I managed to get out of there and make my way to the lower levels only for Jack from Jupiter and Mr. Marathon to show up. It wasn't easy at first, but I managed to shoot Marathon in the leg like I did with Ingenium. Unlike Ingenium, I finished him off with a bullet to the head. Jack tried his best, but he wasn't strong to stop me, barely lasted a minute with me on his own.

Izuku: And then . . . you escaped?

Tsutsumi: I did. From then on I was on the run from Vought, several times they tried to kill me. A couple of those times were led by Noir.

She said as the two fell silent for a bit before Izuku spoke up.

Izuku: Do you . . . do you think you can take Black Noir this time? I mean, I know we already agreed to the plan but maybe-

Tsutsumi: You can help me?

She asked, completing his sentence as the teen nodded.

Tsutsumi: I appreciate it, Midoriya. But I need to face Noir alone. You just stick to the plan and we'll be fine.

Izuku: . . . Okay.

He said, albeit reluctantly before an explosion from upstairs caught everyone's attention.

Everyone was frozen as they waited, staring up at the ceiling for a bit as they could hear a single set of footsteps from above.

Izuku was amazed that Tsutsumi was right. She knew Noir best and predicted that he would enter the house alone, leaving Dynamight to remain outside to keep an eye on them in case they decided to escape.

Another explosion sounded as the second bomb went off. The footsteps then continued shortly before the third bomb goes off.

Everything was briefly silent before the footsteps continued once more with Terror starting to bark.

Though Butcher quickly got his doggo to keep quiet as they listened only to hear silence.

This went on only for a few seconds before they heard a clanking noise which then ended as a gas canister falls from one of the vents.

Izuku: Everyone out! Let's go!

He yelled as everyone gathered their essentials and made their way to the secret door, Judy opening it as they exited the Taffy Room, up the basement stairs with Tsutsumi going first as she kicks the door open.

Tsutsumi: Clear.

Izuku: Okay, let's go everyone!

He said as Tsutsumi stood in the now destroyed living room.

Izuku: Ms. Tsutsumi!

He said as the two supes looked at one another.

Izuku: Please be careful.

Tsutsumi: Same to you.

She says before Izuku led the others outside the house while Tsutsumi stayed behind.

Izuku: Get in the car, now!

He said as Butcher unlocks the whole Izuku looks around the neighborhood.

Izuku: Kacchan! I know you're here! Come on out!

He yelled as Dynamight glares at Izuku from the rooftop before standing up, revealing himself.

Izuku: Guys, go!

Hughie: What?! Izuku, no!

Izuku: We already agreed to the plan, Hughie! Just go!

Mother's Milk: No fucking way we're leaving you!

Dynamight: Go you fucking rejects!! This is between me and Deku!!

He says before jumping off the roof, landing several meters away from Izuku, still glaring at the green haired teen.

Butcher: Come on, lads! Midoriya can take care of himself!

He said as the rest of the boys reluctantly agreed before they drove away while the two teen stared at one another.

Dynamight: Deku . . . you lying bastard!

Izuku: Huh?

Dynamight: Don't okay dumb with me you damn nerd!! All this time you had powers and fucking kept it from me all these years!! You always said you wanted to be a hero and yet . . . you're out here rolling with these goddamn criminals!! So what's the deal, Deku!!!? Why'd you lie to me!!!? Why'd you become a damn criminal!!!? We both wanted to be heroes like Homelander and yet here you are!!! Tell me you sack of shit!!!

He screamed as Izuku looks at the blonde supe with a drop of sweat rolling down the side of his head.

Izuku: Kacchan . . . I never lied to you! You got your powers when we were in kindergarten! I only got mine in the second grade! After my family and I moved! I just my powers later than you did! And as for why I'm out here . . . well, the country, the whole world might call my friends fugitives or criminals but I call them heroes. Heroes that are trying to bring down the corrupt corporation known as Vought! Them and their fake heroes! And I . . . am really hoping that you're not one of those fake heroes, Kacchan . . .

Dynamight was silent for a moment before letting out a chuckle.

Dynamight: Deku . . . do you take me for a fucking idiot!!!? Didn't lie to me my ass!! And Vought being corrupt!!? You're a real fucking comedian!! You kept your powers a secret from me because you thought you were better me, didn't you!!!?

Izuku: What?! No! That's not it at all, I-!

Dynamight: No more talk, Deku!! You're a fucking supervillain!! Now DIE!!!!!

He screamed as he lunged towards Izuku, propelling himself with an explosion.

Dynamight was heading towards Izuku like a missile going in with an explosion. Though Izuku would dodge it after powering up to 55%.

Dynamight: Is dodging all you can do, Deku!!!?

He yells with a smirk on his face going in with a right hook only for Izuku to grab hold of his right arm.

Dynamight was surprised by this, even more so when Izuku gets him in a shoulder throw, slamming the blonde into the concrete.

Izuku: Kacchan, I don't want to hurt you! Even though you bullied me after getting your powers, I still admired and respected you! So please stand down!

He said as Dynamight got back up.

Dynamight: Like hell I'd back down against a weakling like you!!

He says, using his left hand to propel himself with an explosion and going in for a kick which was quickly blocked by Izuku.

Izuku then kicks Dynamight in the gut with a 55% Smash, sending him flying into a car.

Izuku stared as his childhood friend got back up again.

Dynamight: That all you got, Deku!!? Your attacks aren't enough to put me down!!

He yelled, blood dripping down his mouth as he raised one of his grenade shaped gauntlets, holding onto a pin.

Dynamight: Tell me, nerd. You know what my gauntlets are used for?

He asked as Izuku's eyes widened.

Dynamight: They can store up all the sweat in my palms to amplify the power of my explosions to their fullest potential. In other words . . . you're gonna die here and now!!

Izuku: Kacchan, wait!!

He yelled as Dynamight looks at him with a smirk before pulling the pin.

Izuku thought about dodging but then realized that the blast would likely hit the other houses.

Seeing no other choice, Izuku powers up his body to 100% and stands there with his arms raised in a defensive posture as a massive explosion engulfs him.

Bakugou couldn't help but make a smug grin only for his eyes to widen in shock upon seeing that Izuku was still standing, with only a few scratches.

The two stared at one another before realizing that explosion had also disintegrated the green haired teen's clothes.

Izuku lets out an embarrassed scream as he quickly lowered his hands to cover up his genitals.

Dynamight just stared at Izuku, unable to believe what he had just witnessed.

Dynamight: How did you do that?

Izuku: Huh?

Dynamight: HOW THE FUCK DID YOU SURVIVE THAT, DEKU!!!!?!?

He screamed as he charged towards the now nude Izuku.

Izuku clenched his fist and goes for a counterattack only for Dynamight to use an explosion to change his trajectory, going up and over Izuku and blasting him in the back with an explosion.

Izuku was hurt by this as he stumbled forward only for Dynamight to grab him by the arm.

Dynamight: Deku, don't you ever forget who you are!! A weakling!!!

He screamed as he slams Izuku into the concrete.

Dynamight: You've always been beneath me, dammit!! Know your place!!

He yelled as Izuku quickly got back up, gritting his teeth.

Izuku: Kacchan, I'm warning you! Walk away before I use drastic measures!

Dynamight: You don't scare me!!

He yells with a smirk as he charges in, ready to attack Izuku with another explosion.

But then Izuku charged towards him as well, reeling his fist back as he powers up to 100%.

Dynamight's eyes widened as Izuku speed blitzed him, hitting the blonde with countless, savage strikes as Dynamight was unable to keep up.

Dynamight's head was spinning as Izuku glares at him before hitting the blonde with a 70% Smash, blood spewing from Dynamight's mouth as he was uppercutted over a hundred feet into the air.

Izuku then grunted in pain as he looked to see that his arm was in pain, though atleast it wasn't broken this time.

Back in the house, Tsutsumi was waiting for Noir as she could hear his footsteps.

Tsutsumi: Come to the living room, Earving! I'm right here!

She called out before she heard the footsteps approaching the living room before Black Noir eventually made it to the living room, staring at his former sidekick.

Tsutsumi: It's been a long time, hasn't it?

She said as Noir silently stares at her.

Tsutsumi: What? Not even gonna say hi?

She asks as Noir takes out one of his knives, getting into a fighting stance.

Tsutsumi then takes out a knife and gets into a stance as well.

Tsutsumi: Nice to see you too.

She says before the two approached one another, swinging their knives as the blades clashed.

The two tried to stab and slice one another with their weapons, but both dodged and blocked, knowing full well each is capable of piercing their mostly invulnerable skin.

Black Noir then punches Tsutsumi in the face, followed by the former hero kicking Noir in the gut, sending him into the wall.

Tsutsumi then tackles Noir straight through the wall, both now in the kitchen as Noir throws her off of him into the refrigerator.

Tsutsumi quickly got up, but not quick enough as Noir was on her, repeatedly punching her in the jaw.

A little bit of blood spilled from her mouth as he manages to knock her knife to the floor before grabbing her by the neck and pinning her to the fridge.

Tsutsumi then knees Noir right in the testicles, making Vought's Number 4 Hero grunt in pain before grabbing him and tossing the supe straight into the ceiling and onto the second floor.

She then quickly grabs her knife and backs away from the hole in the ceiling.

She waits for Noir to jump back down, knowing that the stairs would be too obvious. Or was it?

She thought as she quickly glances at the stairs before looking back towards the hole in the ceiling.

Tsutsumi was cautious, using all her senses to try and locate Noir as the house was dead silent.

After a few seconds, Noir came crashing down from the ceiling, creating another hole as he falls towards Tsutsumi.

The former hero quickly dodged out of the way as the two continued their fight.

Thrusting, blocking and parrying their blades at one another along with an exchange of punches and kicks.

It lasted a couple of minutes before Tsutsumi began to gain the advantage due to her younger age.

She manages to knock Noir's knife out of his hand before slashing him across the chest and grabbing the Number 4 Hero in a headlock.

Noir tried his best to get her to let go, slamming her up against the walls and furniture but Tsutsumi just wouldn't let go.

The longer this went on, the more Noir began to struggle as Tsutsumi continued to tighten her grip around his neck.

And soon enough, it ended with Tsutsumi snapping Noir's neck as a loud crack could be heard.

Black Noir fell to the ground just before the door was kicked in as Izuku runs into the house.

Izuku: Ms. Tsutsumi!

Tsutsumi: Still alive.

She said as Izuku looks at Noir.

Izuku: Oh crap . . . did you kill him?

Tsutsumi: Nah. He has a healing factor, like Kimiko. He'll be back up on his feet soon enough.

She says before flipping Noir onto his back and staring at what appears to be a camera built into his suit.

Tsutsumi: Hello Stan. I know you're watching. Noir and Dynamight are down and you failed to kill William Butcher. You send Noir, or anyone else, after us just know that we have photos of Vought's dirty little secret. Homelander's son. If you don't want those photos going viral, then I suggest you leave us be.

She says before ripping the camera out of Noir's suit and crushing it like a grape.

Izuku: Do we really have photos of Homelander's son?

Tsutsumi: I don't know. Hopefully Butcher took some during his trip.

Izuku: What if Stan Edgar calls your bluff?

Tsutsumi: Trust me, he won't do anything. Not if he wants to risk destroying his precious company. He'll have to assume I'm telling the truth.

Izuku: Right. So, anyway, I think we should get out of here now.

Tsutsumi: Right let's go.

They say before exiting the house with Tsutsumi carrying Izuku on her back as she takes flight.

Tsutsumi: What happened to your arm?

She asked, noticing the pain he was in.

Izuku: I, uh . . . used about 70% against Kacchan and I think I sprained it. The pain hasn't gone away yet. Hope it's not too serious.

Tsutsumi: Well, considering how you healed your arm in only a couple of days, I doubt this one will be much of an issue.

Izuku: Yeah. You're right.

They said as Tsutsumi continued their flight.

-To be continued-

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