CHAPTER 251(Arsenal’s Legacy Pt.II)

CHAPTER 251(Arsenal’s Legacy Pt.II)

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---USA, Los Angeles, January 11th...

Angel's Park is a massive area in the middle of Los Angeles, a city that has expanded in the centuries since the advent of Quirks.

Its size is slightly larger than New York's more famous central park, but its origin is drowned in blood and tragedy.

Now, nearing noon, tens of thousands of people swarm to the festival being held in the park, enjoying the food stalls that area already setup and waiting for even more to arrive.

Children are playing games, families are having picnics at the many ponds.

All while stages are setup all across the park and the scheduled performances take place.Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com

In the middle of the park is a labyrinth of massive stone obelisks that could be seen from the surrounding cities. Standing out in the greenery as almost unsightly, but demanding reverence.

Many people were walking by, taking moments to gaze in awe at all the names carved into it, and some stopped at the memorial stone for the tens of thousands of people who could not even be identified of found to be etched into the stones.

And a few families were placing flowers at the stone memorials, for the people who were lost during that night.

But the faces of all the people looked strangely happy, considering what they were doing.

As if they were finally at peace.

As if they knew their lost loved ones could finally rest.

As if they could finally believe in justice again.

---Elsewhere...

While all of this is going on, surrounding the park there are streets of impressive skyscrapers, even by 2315 standards, and on top of one of the tallest is a woman, standing on the helipad.

At 150 stories in the air she looked down, barely able to hear herself think over the howling winds.

She wore a pair of grey sweatpants and a matching hoodie, with the hood currently on.

She stands at only 5ft2 -157cm-. Her loose, short, brown hair swayed slightly in the wind but was mostly tucked away.

A pair of thick black rimmed glasses helped her dull brown eyes to see even on the clearest day.

And on her feet were a pair of blue boots that looked a few sized too big.

She looks down at the park, and sees all the people like ants swarming about, celebrating justice and vengeance in one festival.

But her heart is still gripped by fear, the kind of fear that many of those people recently overcame and a few could let go of.

But to her, who had more power than anyone else in the world.

Power she flexed and used to threaten entire nations to exact that justice and vengeance on her behalf, fear still grips her heart.

As if deep down she knew, that the monster was still coming after her.

She looks down at her phone, and sees the timer.

'Only 11 seconds, and I feel like my heart is already about to explode,' she wipes her forehead, and the sleeve of her hoodie is covered in sweat.

Even in the cold wind at this height, the fear was affecting her this severely.

'Still scared of a ghost, as if that monster can ever hurt you now, as if she could hurt me from in the grave...' she berates herself.

But even thinking about the object of her fear that much had her stumbling back away from the edge, breathing heavily and slowly succumbing to a panic attack.

Luckily absolute focus is needed to activate her Quirk, or else an even worse tragedy would have befallen this city...

---Angel's Park...

Down below as all the people are enjoying the festivities, closer to the memorial stones a few camera crews were setup in front of a small stage and podium.

On it was a older white man in a fine suit, ready to answer their questions.

"Huh, why do sound like that?" the nab on the other side of the call ask.

"Uh...what did you need?" she deepens her voice slightly and tries to dodge the question.

"Why are you in LA? When you said you were stepping out of you agency for lunch, I thought you meant down the street not to the other side of the country."

"I just felt like going for a fly."

"2500 miles?" the man sighs. "First time since that night you've been back to LA, and this is the day you choose, when what stupid festival is going on, really Cathy?"

She frowns, "I thought I could handle it alright."

"But?"

She rolls her eyes, "but...I still need time. Every time I think about her, I feel as if there is part of her out there that'll still be coming after me. And I saw what she did to my family, I can't just ignore that."

The man is silent for a moment before speaking, "Arsenal isn't sending some kind of ghost to haunt you Cathy, you just need to trust that she's really gone for good. I mean you pretty much threatened to attack Japan yourself to get to her if they didn't do it, no country is dumb enough to risk that."

"Yeah, especially since now we know All Might was already sick back then," she says. "But still, doesn't feel right unless I did it with my own bare hands."

"That doesn't sound very heroic of you."

"I don't care," she says.

"She's dead Cathy, she can't come back for you from in the grave, and even if she did, you're the most powerful being in the world, you'd crush her."

She smiles at that, "yeah, you're right. Ok, I'm coming back now, I'll be there in an hour or two..."

The man hangs up and she sees the timer on her phone, paused at 20 seconds.

'I couldn't even last 20 seconds without falling apart, how pathetic,' she thinks while holding the phone very gently.

She begins walking to the middle of the helipad and focuses on herself.

'NEW ORDER: I will be just like All Might!'

Her mental image of a prime All Might is fed into her Quirk yet again, and she begins growing.

As she grows her casual clothes is torn apart to reveal the Hero Costume beneath.

The red white and blue, striped costume like the American Flag takes full effect as the cape expands out from the back of it.

All her hair shifts from brown to blonde and her eyes become shining bright blue. And as he eyes shift her vision becomes better than perfect, allowing her to put her glasses away and put on the thin domino mask similar to Ms. Midnights, but red.

Her boots now fit as she grows to 6ft4 -193cm-, just an inch shorter than Horizon and Endeavor, but not close to All Might's 7ft2 -218cm- in his muscular form.

Because even her Mystery Class Quirk has , and pushing her own physical body to the point of matching One For All is certainly a limit of it.

But she is roughly 90% there, most impressive considering this effect has no exact time limit. In fact, all the time she's spent out of this form across her life since receiving her Quirk, can be added up to less than ten minutes.

This, was her first command of New Order, to make her into the man she saw as invincible.

And among her new few commands was...

'NEW ORDER: I can move freely through the atmosphere!'

Star and Stripe immediately begins hovering off the floor, suddenly gaining flight.

Over her career Star and Stripe has used her Quirk to create hundreds of effects, most of which are listed online by the media and fans.

But this is her most common combination, and its almost always more than she needs.

Without any more hesitation she rockets into the air, clearing the city skyline and soaring into the clouds.

And with one last look below at the gathering crowd, her eyes zoom in to see the faces of the happy crowd, then lock onto the horizon toward New York.

BOOM!

A small sonic boom is left in her wake as she goes from floating in place to hypersonic instantly, heading back to her Hero Agency in Manhattan.

Still feeling as if Arsenal would still come after her one day, in some unknown form.

Luckily, she is still the most powerful being in the world, but that would change in the coming months...

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