The Hunt

Sekizan was currently moving like a ghost from building to building. He was focussing on moving silently and hearing the movements of night wanderers that, like him, were moving in the most sketchy parts of town.

He was maneuvering in the areas that he had mapped earlier in the day. While on the hunt he encountered crimes being committed, so he swiftly knocked the criminals out without being seen. He also found other patrolling heroes, this showed him that the places he marked were hot spots for criminal and in turn, hero activities.

He hoped to find his target by searching these spots. It was logical to assume that a man who had in his objetive to kill heroes to attend the same places where his targets were more concentrated.

' I hope this rat at least operate with common sense, it would be horrible to persue him on such a vast expanse without clues to guide me.' Sekizan thought. The problem is that he would do this work to find his target mad this was a huge waste of time.

Currently Sekizan was approaching one of the spots he had market, when he heard the sound of combat taking place in the general area. He approached the origin of the sounds origin and saw what caused.

Two people were currently in the middle of a heated confrontation, one had a costume that could only be of that of a hero. The other however had the appearance who matched the report he had read.

' Heh, found you.' Sekizan savagely grinned. He did not wait to act, jumping from the roof landing directly atop his target, making him plant his face on the floor. This action surprised the hero who was not expecting a third party to take part on his confrontation.

" What! Who are you? Are you here to provide back up? " The hero fired questions to accertain the current situation.

Sekizan spared him a glance and quickly kicked him in the chin with just enough force to make him fall unconscious without doing permanent damage to him.

He caught the hero who was falling on the ground while stepping out of the fallen hero killer, placing him gently on the side, away from the place where he landed at first.

Stain was up again, the quality of pests like him was their resilience after all. He looked at the tall man who attacked him and was confused.

" Who might you be? For the actions you performed you cannot be a hero." He stated, he was not certain of any type of group that was on his persuit other than heroes.

" You don't need to know my identity, it wouldn't matter to you either way. Just know that I've come to settle a personal matter with you." Sekizan said after safely dealing with the only witness. He analyzed his opponent carefully, how could a person like this defeat his father he could not gauge from the first impression he had of the Hero Killer.

Stain saw that the mysterious stranger was not interested in conversation so he attacked first, hoping to regain the rhythm after suffering a sneak attack.

He rushed with sword in hand with a chop, aiming at his opponent's head.

Sekizan easily sidestepped the chop, kicking his opponent in the solar plexus with the force of all his body, sending the hero killer flying.

" Eughhh!" Stain felt as if a truck hit him, he was gasping for air. He began to see the seriousness of the situation.

" I wonder, I had planned to dispatch of you quickly at first, without talking to you, but I do not understand. How can a piece of garbage like you managed to defeat my father?" Sekizan was beginning to get annoyed. He assumed the person who defeated his father had a strong quirk or had a high level of combat prowess or special techniques.

However he didn't saw something yet capable of defeating his father from the rat that was in front of him. Just a above average skill with swords and blades.

" Show it to me! How you can do what you can do." Sekizan shouted with challenge. Maybe like this this he would show him something worthwhile.

Stain staggered up on his feet, he barely could maintain his footing after receiving only one kick. He could see that he was not a match against his current opponent with just his skills. He could see that losing was not a option, he had to win somehow.

Sekizan was happy seeing the bastard pick a smaller blade to wield together with his sword. Maybe he had a quirk related to blades.

Sekizan advance again to perform and attack. This time with all on the line, his slashes were more spirited, his stabs had more intent, more deadly. He was giving his all.

Sekizan was evading easily, he did not immediately countered his attacks because he was expecting something to come his way. He was not prideful enough to willingly fall in a trap. But as time passed veins started to pulsate on his face.

' Is that it?' He thought, furious. Is that all he had to give? This defeated his dad?

Sekizan decided enough was enough. He dodged another stab and grabbed the bastard face with his palm using his own momentum together with all his force he could muster to drive him into the hard ground, cracking it due to the massive force imposed by him.

"Useless." Sekizan spat on the ground, showing his dissatisfaction. He prepared to stomp this pest life away once and for all, when suddenly his body stopped moving, without his control.

" *Huff huff*..." Stain was spent, he not had enough energy left to get up as he placed the smaller knife, with a drop of blood, at the tip of his tongue.

" I *huff* will *huff*n-not * huff* die today!" The Hero Killer shouted, he was on his last legs, he could barely move. But he succeed!

At the moment his opponent grabbed his face, right as his head was about to smash the ground, he barely was able to scratch the skin of the arm of his mysterious opponent.

" I will completey objetive! I will rid this society of the fake heroes who plague it!" He said as he was staggering up again, falling multiple times like a new born deer.

" The fake heroes are all the same, aways conceited. But I don't need much, just a drop is enough, just a drop of blood and it doesn't matter who you are. You are all the same to me." He said barely getting on his feet using his sword as support. He got upright, finally, with blood soaking his face and clothes.

" And you are the same as well. It doesn't matter how strong you are, I defeated you all the same." Stain said, taking a deep breath. He had to finish, just one more attack. Just one more.

He began to walk, picking up the pace as he walked, getting into a run.

" AHH!!" He shouted all his struggle in this last attack.

Sekizan observed all of this paralysed by the strange quirk of his opponent. He saw as the sword approached his heart.

' Move you useless body! How can you be defeated by such a piece of garbage like this?' Sekizan shouted in his mind as he saw the blade come closer in slow motion. His exposed skin was showing all the veins possible, the blood vessels on his eyes busted with all the effort he put into moving.

'How can you allow your father wake up with the news that his son has killed by the same rat who defeated him.' Sekizan thought as the blade finally touched his chest. The sinapses that his body were making produced such amount of energy that a spark travelled through the blade when it touched his chest.

His nose bled, red streaks fell from his eyes as he used all of bis capacity and beyond to control his body to move.

' MOVE!!' He shouted in his mind as the blade pierced into his chest and left at his back.

"*Huff huff* In the end I win." Stain said as he tried to pull his blade back, bat failed.

" Huh?" He lowered his head to see a hand holding the blade in place.

" Heh, you missed, you rat bastard." Sekizan said with a raspy voice. He stared at Stain with blood red eyes with blood pouring from his nose.

He kicked the ground 10 times with all his strength in an instant, with each of his 10 kicks the ground cracked, showing the force of one of his kicks, and transfered all this force to his fist.

*BANG!!*

He aimed right at the nose of the hero killer, feeling his skull cave in and crack, blood spilled as he flew through the air like a broken kite without strings. Landing on the ground like a sack of shit, completely unresponsive.

" Phew, that sure was close." Sekizan said looking at the sword embedded in his chest.

He had managed to twisted his body at the last moment making the blade barely miss his heart. It seems that his effort overpowered the killer quirk, liberating his body when he manage to move at that crucial moment.

Sekizan looked at Stain and and was able to still hear a heartbeat, he was greatly surprised.

" What a fucking cockroach. Does this guy has a undying quirk of something?" Sekizan mused. Walking to the unresponsive criminal.

" I doubt you will be able to wake up after that. I will not end you now, I will cripple you though. Courtesy of my dad, bastard." Sekizan said as he kicked the spine of the famous hero killer, crippling him for good.

" Heh, what a long night." Sekizan said, looking at the night sky.

(An: this was a good chapter to write, I personally liked the fight, it made the most sense to do something like this. I already am predicting some people saying something like.

" You trash author, how can the protagonist not use the rokushiki and deal with the hero killer from the beginning. You are trash! I like to suck dick."

You know, the stuff haters normally say and stuff. And I like a good and polite author say back. Fuck you.

Heh, but seriously. Common this was a good chapter. Leave me some stones will ya? Gotta maintain this fic on the ranking.

On another note, some people are saying for me to create a Patreon and a discord or something. I don't know how this all works. Will the reader give me tips or something? Of you know how this works or leave a comment. Someone would pay for reading this? I'm flattered, hehe.)