[Nights Harbor - 1 week later after the Recruitment Process]
A harbor bustling with comerse, ships, freight cars and shipping containers about. All named after the very well missed R-Rated Hero: Midnight.
A cold ocean breeze sweeps across the docks. The water gently laps against the hull of a sleek transport ship, engines humming low—ready to depart.
Four students linger near a ramp, bags at their feet.
Kirutowa Ojiro, Hariko Bakugo, Kusukuru (or Kiri) Tokoyami, and Senshi Kowashi.
All of them very tired.
Hariko stretches her arms, small bursts of scarlet flickering from her wrists like impatient sparks.
Hariko:"Man… we really had to leave this early!? Couldn't we wait 'til noon or something? I didn't even eat!!"
Kirutowa stands with his arms folded, posture perfect, expression unimpressed.
Invisible tails subtly sway behind him—disturbing the air just enough to ripple his jacket.
Kirutowa: "You're loud for someone representing the top selections."
Hariko shoots him a grin.
Hariko: "Relax. Not everything's a dojo match."
Senshi sits on a reinforced crate nearby, staring at the boat with childlike fascination.
Senshi: "…Big boat."
He leans forward slightly.
Senshi: "…Wonder if it transforms."
A few feet away…
Kusukuru stands quietly near the railing.
Her cloak flutters slightly. Goggles resting on her head.
She looks out at the water.
A faint shimmer forms at her side—
A small manta ray of light glides just above the surface before dissolving.
She exhales softly as doing this centers her.
Hariko pulls out her phone to snap a picture of the ship.
Ojiro leans against a post, eyes half-lidded.
Kirutowa: "If you need validation that badly, maybe you shouldn't have been picked."
Hariko stops taking pictures.
Slowly turns.
Smiles wider.
Hariko: "Say that again but louder. I think the ocean didn't hear you."
A small boom cracks from her palm.
Kirutowa doesn't move.
But the air behind him shifts—subtle, invisible pressure from his Wisp Tails.
Senshi quickly steps between them, trying to stop a fight before it starts.
Senshi:"…Let's not do this guys. We just kinda met"
Hariko: "SHUT IT!!"
Kirutowa: "SHUT UP!"
As they argue, a tall, familiar silhouette walks towards to the ship.
Black feathers. Sharp eyes. Cloak flowing.
Fumikage Tokoyami. The Jet Black Hero - Tsukuyomi
The Pro Hero overseeing the trip.
The students straighten.
Even Hariko—slightly.
His gaze briefly shifts.
It softens—barely.
Landing on Kusukuru.
Tokoyami: "Conduct yourselves as heroes. You are departing not as students—but as representatives."
Hariko leans over slightly, whispering loudly.
Hariko:"Whoa… strict AND dramatic. Kinda cool."
Kirutowa scoffs.
Kirutowa:"As expected."
Tokoyami(thought): "I hope seem cool to Kusu."
Senshi then raises his hand.
Senshi:"Will there be robots in America?"
Tokoyami pauses.
Tokoyami:"…Focus. Your actions abroad will reflect upon your schools… and your country."
Out of nowhere the heroes Quirk: Dark Shadow appears.
Dark Shadow: "Don't worry, America has a crap ton of robots."
This brings a smile to Senshi's face as he corrects his glasses.
Kirutowa steps forward slightly.
Kirutowa:"Is everyone present?"
Tokoyami glances toward the dock.
Then back.
Tokoyami:"…We depart on schedule."
Hariko whistles.
Hariko:"Damn. Somebody's getting left behind."
[Boarding Ramp]
One by one, they walk up.
Senshi pauses halfway.
Looks back at the harbor.
Senshi:"…Are you sure we can't wait?"
Tokoyami answers from behind him.
Tokoyami:"Unfortunately."
Senshi nods.
Then boards.
[Deck – Moments Later]
The group gathers near the railing.
Engines grow louder.
Ropes release.
Hariko (stretching):"Alright, last call for mystery fifth member."
Kirutowa:"If they're late, they lack discipline."
Kusukuru:"Or they overslept."
Kirutowa:"Excuses."
Senshi:"…Maybe they run fast."
Hariko:"Not that fast."
[SHIP HORN BLARES]
The boat begins to move.
Slow at first.
Then steady.
The dock starts drifting away.
Kusukuru turns.
Still watching.
Hariko:"Welp. Guess that's it."
She leans on the railing.
Hariko (laughing):"Imagine being that guy. Missing this trip? Couldn't be me."
[DISTANT – DOCK]
A figure appears.
Running.
Fast.
???: "WAIT—!"
Hariko squints.
Then bursts out laughing.
Hariko:"NOOOO WAY— HE ACTUALLY MISSED IT!"
Kirutowa watches.
Eyes sharp now.
The boy doesn't slow.
Doesn't hesitate.
He reaches the edge—
Ship already pulling away.
He exhales.
Keeping his momentum, he jumps from the dock above open ocean.
A green plasma bag opens—
Like a pocket in space.
Out comes a staff. Or maybe a pipe.
LEAPS.
THUNK.
Midair.
Standing.
The staff vanishes—
Another appears—
THUNK.
Step.
Disappear.
Reappear.
Without slowing—
The staff plants midair—before vanishing, only to reappear again as this boy's foothold.
As if standing on nothing.
He runs through the air.
Like a performer who's done this a thousand times.
Senshi (wide-eyed):"…Woah."
Hariko:"…Okay yeah I take it back."
Final leap—
A spin—
LANDS on the deck with a clean tumble.
Silence.
He stands.
Calm.
Kazuto:"…Made it."
Hariko claps once.
Hariko:"DUDE!!! THAT WAS SO SONIC!!!!"
Kirutowa steps forward.
Measured.
Kirutowa:"You're late."
Kazuto looks at him.
Kazuto:"Or you left early."
This remark bothers the young martial artist.
Senshi: "Glad you made it."
Kazuto: "You got accepted too?"
Senshi: "I wasn't sure after what happened in the..."
Tokoyami steps in.
Cutting the conversation.
Tokoyami:"You're late. Unbecoming of a hero. Name."
Kazuto:"Kazuto. Kazuto Utarou."
Kazuto:"Quirk. Plasma Pocket."
Tokoyami studies him.
Then turns away.
Tokoyami:"Then stand with the others."
Kazuto walks past them.
Simple.
Hariko leans toward him.
Hariko:"That was too close. I was almost gonna be just the 4 of us."
Kazuto:"Almost doesn't count."
He grins.
She grins back.
Hariko:"Yeah. I like you."
Tokoyami(annoyed): "What a tedious trip this will be."
[WIDE SHOT – SHIP MOVING FORWARD]
Five students now.
Complete.
Below deck—
Hidden between cargo—
A quiet breath.
Unseen.