Hawks' wings fluttered softly as he landed on the creaky wooden floor of the old building. The League's usual meeting place was eerily quiet tonight, devoid of its usual sinister energy. Hawks had been tasked with gathering intel on Dabi's latest movements, but tonight felt different. The silence was unsettling.

He walked cautiously through the narrow hallway, his eyes scanning for any signs of movement. The dim light barely illuminated the path ahead, making each step feel like a descent into the unknown. Hawks paused, hearing a faint, rhythmic sound coming from a room up ahead. It was the sound of music, slightly muffled, but unmistakable.

Pushing open the door gently, Hawks was met with an unexpected sight. In the center of the large, empty room, Dabi was dancing. Not alone, but with Toga. The two moved in an almost hypnotic synchronization, their movements fluid and strangely graceful despite the stark contrast of their personalities. Toga's laughter echoed softly, mingling with the haunting melody that played from an old, crackling record player in the corner.

For a moment, Hawks was struck by the surreal beauty of the scene. The two villains, usually associated with chaos and destruction, looked almost peaceful, lost in their own world. But he knew better than to be lulled into a false sense of security..