Hawks stood in the doorway, his large feather swords in his hands as his red feathers kept you trapped in place. He stepped closer. The battle outside with the Pro’s fighting the Paranormal Liberation Front outside, the screams and quirk usages outside sound quiet compared to the room, the only sound being your and Hawks’ breathing.

”I’m not a bad actor, ay?...”

He spoke, his eyes glaring through his visor in the dim light. He stepped closer, eyes fixated on you.

”I don’t want to kill you…so please, don’t move and surrender quietly.”

He stepped closer, gripping his feather blades tightly in his hands.

Sure, he had betrayed the trust of several of the League’s Villains. But he had a mission for the HPSC to complete. And you were too dangerous to let go… who knows what you’d do.