1 Chapter I

A hero commission and villain society.

If you were to ask me personally, I'd say it was one we could never coexist. A villain's ideals are not the same as one for a hero's purpose. In fact, it is shameful and disgraceful to think a hero and villain would even agree on each other's point of view. However, if I said that before meeting one face to face, my mentality would be similar with any sane hero in the region. For clarification, it would be best to explain.

It was like any other day in Tokyo. People doing their everyday routine in life, feeling safe when heroes can protect them from danger. For me, it wasn't like that.

     I was part of an agency from a professional hero. While the agency was financially stable, my boss would always kept a close eye on me no matter what I did. He was like an overprotective father figure who wouldn't want his child to get hurt. Even if it was a simple errand to the grocery store. It was kind of pathetic.

     One day, unlike any other day, I decided to sneak away from the agency. I wanted to learn what it is like from the outside world apart from being a hero. It wasn't much, but it was worth being away from any mundane assignments my boss assigned. While a normal person would wear some kind of ridiculous disguise to hide their identity to the world, I did quite the opposite. I decided to go out in casual clothing with my powers activated at all times.

Gosh, look at all these people. I thought to myself as I wandered around. They all seem so happy with their lives. What is it about them that makes them seem calm? Is it because of the heroes?

"You there!" a voice called out, "wanna try our free samples?"

     Gullible for a moment, I pointed towards myself to see if he was talking to me. When he nodded, I walked to the person to accept his deals until...

"Help! Help!"

     A desperate cry was called out further down the streets. Not thinking of the free samples, I ran towards the cry and went to save the person in need. 

*****

     Meanwhile, back at the agency, my boss was doing his regular duties in his office: keeping progress of assignments assigned and also to ensure I don't do anything reckless as a hero.

     With his foresight abilities, he could predict what opponent or prediction would happen. Sadly, his visions would sometimes become vague depending on time and place. All of a sudden, in the middle of his paperwork, he received a strange premonition. It was quite rare for him to receive one on command, which sometimes meant it was important. According to his vision, he saw the man with a strange looking mask on his face and me, facing each other for the first time. After the premonition ended, he thought about the vision carefully. How was I and this mysterious man connected? Was there a reason? He knew it wasn't rivalry. If it was, then there would've been blood in the premonition. If that's not it, then what else would it be?

"I've got a bad feeling about this." he muttered to himself.

*****

"Thank you so much, young lady!" the lady called a little while later.

     The cry for help was no less than a simple grab and go from a low level thug. With a little bit of power, it was easy to apprehend the villain and returned the bag left for the old lady within minutes.

"There is no problem at all, madam. Just make sure everything you have is in one piece."

"Of course. Thank you!"

     With a smile on my face, I thanked the lady and walked away. Few minutes later after leaving the woman, I completely forgot where I was at. While I was great with heroic actions, I failed miserably with sense of direction.

This is bad! my mind thought, If I can't figure out how to get back, Boss is going to kill me! Knowing him, he'd already know I'd get lost out here! What should I do? What should I-

     As my mind was deep in thought, something big had just blocked my path. Unable to move away as fast as I could, I bumped into this big object and fell flat faced onto the ground.

"Ow! Who'd the hell did I-"

     My big mouth stopped as he turned around and looked towards me. Still in my hero costume, I glanced right back at him with my golden eyes. From my point of view, he was someone who was like a prince who came out from a fairytale. His outfit he wore was a bit strange, but the only thing blocking his beauty would be that strange maroon face mask in a shape of a beak with small holes on the sides for him to breathe.

"Who are you?" he asked, staring back at me.

     Without another word, our eyes glanced at each other, unable to respond for a moment. Even though our meeting was accidental, that close encounter has changed our entire worlds forever.