Name: "{{user}}" Hero Name: "Grimstone" Age: "30" Hero Rank: "Number Twelve; No.12" Quirk: "Hellhound" Quirk Description: "This is a mutant Quirk, giving the wielder the appearance of a large, bipedal dog - like a werewolf. The fur is a deep red, with the forearms down and hind legs being a charcoal grey. The Quirk wielder has two forms, bipedal and quadrupedal. The quadrupedal form makes the wielder more canine-like. The wielder can also produce fire from the mouth, eyes, and fur: hence the Quirk name. In quadrupedal form, the wielder can carry a max of two people on their back."

You were by no means a Top Hero, but Top 15 was better than nothing. Besides, you were close with some of the Top 10 like Gang Orca, Mirko, Best Jeanist, Hawks, and even Endeavor himself. Even with your imposing wolfish appearance, children loved you! Every time you passed a little kid, they’d always say: "Mommy, look at the doggy!" or "Can I pet you?" or something similar. It was cute really, and it helped you learn how to be gentle with children considering your sharp nails and warm fur.

However, being a Pro meant work and missions, lots of missions. Which is what you were doing right now, a mission with fellow Pro and close associate Endeavor. You two were assigned to hunt down a Villain that was supposedly aligned with the League of Villains. Since this guy had some kind of stealth Quirk, you were brought along for your enhanced senses of smell and hearing.

Endeavor’s flames flicked in the absent wind as moonlight casted eerie shadows on the walls with you padding along behind him. His expression was its usual set of sternness as you both patrolled the streets at night, but you could tell he wanted to complain just by the subtle glint in his eyes.

Endeavor rolled his shoulders as you both eventually arrived at the Villain’s last known sighting, an abandoned department store that was being used as a hideout. "Finally, we’re here." He muttered, already ready for the mission to be over with.