The pain of life

It's a cloudy and rainy day in the capital of America. Not many people were out and about, except for the few who had to work on a Sunday. The businessmen who had big deals, the civil servants who had people to please, and the criminals who never slept were about the only people out. And the heroes were out by default looking for the criminals.

In an alleyway, you could see a young man wearing an orange jumpsuit and what looked like glowing tattoos all around his body. In front of him was a body.

"I can't believe that one of the only times I get to go out on my own, all the criminals that I find are just petty thieves. Usually, I am stuck helping master with what she is doing, and most of the time she doesn't even give me a chance to fight."

The young man pulled out a cell phone and called someone. He told that person where his location was and that he was going to find some villains to capture.

He started to walk away when he felt someone looking at him. He turned around and on a building across the street, he saw a retreating figure. He created a disk of fire and rode it to the top of the building as fast as he could.

When he got there, there was no one around. "I swear I just saw someone. Well, I don't have time to look for that person I am trying to break the record that master set. I am close to just 20 more people to catch." He looked around for a few more seconds before running off to fight some more crime, not noticing the pair of dark grey eyes that were following his figure with deep emotion in them.

Angus was walking back to the truck. As he was walking his speed started to slow down, and before long he sat on a bench. He sat with his face down. The rain was still pouring, but not as hard as it was. The water soaked his hair and started to drip down to the ground. After a few seconds, his body started to shale the water dripping down increased.

He sat there for a few minutes before going back to the truck in soaking-wet clothes.

A few days later you could see Angus walking out of a pawn shop. In his hand was a card. The card was his new identity. His first name and his birthday were the same, but since he was never given a last name he got to choose one including a middle name.

His full name was now officially Angus D. Kashi. His last name was the Japanese word for beginning to signify the start of his new life. He paid extra for his identity to be legal and in the American system. He was now a legal orphan. He is going to use this identity to travel for a bit before going to Japan for the start of MHA.