Toya & Tira- 23 Years Old

Fuyumi- 22 Years Old

Natsuo- 19 Years Old

Shoto- 15 Years Old

Tira woke with a start as she found herself tucked into a large bed in a room she barely recognized. It took her a moment to realize she was in one of the apartments within her father's agency where she was staying temporarily while Shoto was interning. She frowned; she didn't remember falling asleep. The last thing she remembered was sitting in her father's office while he was working on some paperwork. As she sat up and peeled what she assumed were soft blankets off of her, she faintly remembered laying her head down on her father's desk at some point. As she swung her legs over the edge of her bed, she remembered him carrying her to bed and tucking her in as she'd started to fall asleep. She was amazed she'd been able to fall asleep so easily in his presence. Perhaps after allowing herself to forgive him, she was able to relax around him.

She smiled as she changed into a pale cornflower blue dress. She pulled her long frosty white hair back with a matching cornflower blue ribbon and slipped into a pair of flats before exiting her room to find Shoto already dressed in his hero costume standing on the other side of her door as if he'd been about to knock.

"Nee-san, did you just wake up?" He asked curiously.

Tira nodded.

Shoto's heterochromatic orbs flicked down to the fresh bandages on her hand. "What happened?"

"I haven't had enough practice making tea." Tira piped up softly and offered him a reassuring smile, "it's okay though."

Shoto frowned, "I was told to check on you and see if you wanted to accompany us on another patrol tonight." His tone revealed he'd had to spend time with their father without her there as a buffer.

Tira smiled and nodded.

"Are you sure? If it's a bad burn maybe you should be resting?" He asked her softly.

Tira shook her head, "it's fine."

Shoto sighed, "alright."

Tira linked her arm through his and watched his lips pull into a smile. They joined their father in the lobby and Tira was surprised to see it was already early evening, she'd slept the whole day. Some of his sidekicks were already there and waiting. They all greeted her with polite smiles.

Enji looked to his children as they joined him in the lobby. Tira looked a little paler than usual which was alarming as she was already a sickly pale naturally. Though she couldn't feel pain, her body was overworking to try and cope for the pain it thought she was in and in an attempt to heal her damaged cells though some were dead and beyond repair. He noticed her arm linked with Shoto's and how relaxed Shoto appeared with her at his side. It was good that she was here, she helped ease everyone's tension.

"We're taking a work trip, to Hosu." Enji informed his eldest daughter.

Tira nodded her understanding. The commute to Hosu didn't take too long, Shoto was observing his father and his sidekicks trying to get an idea of what preparations they made during their travel. Tira sat between her father and youngest brother for the entire ride looking between them both anxiously as Shoto was hardly acknowledging their father anytime he tried to speak to him.

Not long after they arrived in Hosu were sirens going off everywhere. It appeared there was some kind of attack. Tira managed to keep up with her father, her brother and the sidekicks with ease as they raced in the direction of thick clouds of smoke drifting up into the sky.

"Shoto! There's trouble ahead." Their father called, "I'll show you what it means to be a hero."

Tira paused as she noticed her younger brother stop running as his cellphone vibrated in his pocket. She stopped and turned to him curiously as he looked at his phone.

"Dammit, you should be watching me!" Their father snapped as he realized Shoto had stopped. He froze as he saw spears of ice with black cores sprouting up around him. He adjusted his tone, "what is it?"

Tira dismissed her ice spears and looked to her younger brother. Shoto didn't say a word; he just looked down at his phone and turned to run.

"Hey! Wait!" Enji called after him. "Where the hell are you going?"

"An alleyway at 4-2-10 Ekou Street. If you finish what you're doing or see extra pros, send them there. I'm leaving you here to take care of this trouble. I'm sure you can handle it yourself." Shoto said coolly as he kept running.

"Huh?" Enji stared after his youngest son in awe before looking to a worried Tira, "Tira, stay with your brother and be careful."

Tira nodded and bolted after Shoto as he turned a corner. She moved much faster than she'd anticipated, her body remembered all the grueling training she'd gone through as a child and she had no problem catching up to him. Shoto jumped as Tira appeared at his side.

"Nee-san? It might be dangero-."

Tira threw him a sharp look, "don't forget, Shoto, I am your older sister. It's my job to protect you."

Shoto smiled, she was sticking up for herself a lot more lately. "Alright, but I am supposed to be learning how to be a hero here, so don't do everything for me."

Tira smiled. As they wound deeper into the heart of the city taking back streets and alleys, Tira heard what sounded like a teenage boy yelling. Were they friends of Shoto? She noticed Shoto run faster upon hearing the yelling. She matched his pace with ease.

"Nee-san, hang back a minute." Shoto called to her before rounding the corner. She saw a flash of fire as he launched an attack using his left side.

Tira paused at the corner of the alley. She peered around the corner and spotted two teens lying on the ground and what appeared to be an injured hero leaning against one of the buildings in bad shape. Standing in the middle of the alley about to attack one of the fallen teenagers was a man wrapped in blood red and white bandages and scarves that hung in the air behind him eerily. His eyes were the color of blood and seemed to be aglow with purpose. His hair was dark, matted and unruly. He had a plethora of blades adorning his body. Tira felt a moment of panic as she realized this was the Hero Killer her father was after. He was too scary of an opponent for Shoto to face!

"Midoriya," Shoto spoke up, "you need to give more details in times like this." He held up his phone in the direction of the teenage boy with the mop of unruly dark green hair. "I was almost too late to stop this guy."

"You too, Todoroki?" The other teen, a boy wearing what looked like a modern-day suit of armor with dark hair and glasses piped up, his voice cracking with emotion.

"How'd you get here?" The boy Shoto had addressed as Midoriya asked in awe. Tira realized then it was the same boy she'd seen Shoto talking to at the Sports Festival. "Hold on, you're using your left side."

"How'd I get here? Good question. Your message took me awhile to figure out. Next time try to send more than just your specific location. But you're not really one to send cryptic messages without a reason, are you?" Shoto prepared himself to defend against the scary looking man. Ice shot across the ground from his right foot covering a good portion of the ground. "So, I figured you were in trouble and asking for help." Ice shot up from the ground where he'd created a thin layer of ice and began to shift Midoriya and the injured pro gently to lay next to the other teen. "Everything's okay. The pro heroes will be here any minute!" Shoto darted forward launching a fire attack at the Hero Killer causing him to leap back away from the others. "You're just what they said you were. But you won't be taking any more lives, Hero Killer."

"Todoroki! You can't let that guy get your blood. I-I think he controls his enemy's actions by swallowing it." Midoriya yelled from his paralyzed state on the ground next to the other two. "That's how he got us!"

"He ingests blood to keep people from moving, that explains the blades." Shoto noted, he was too busy analyzing his opponent he didn't realize his opponent was quicker than him. "All I've gotta do is keep my distance."

Tira abandoned her spot hiding around the corner, and flew into the alley faster than she'd ever moved before. Shoto was in danger! Shoto jumped as a blade flew at his face, he didn't have a moment to react. He felt something tug the back of his shirt and he stumbled back. Tira moved fluidly past him reaching her hand up to catch the blade so it wouldn't fly past them and hit any of Shoto's friends. The sound of a blade tearing through flesh met her ears, though she couldn't feel anything she knew she'd at least prevented the blade from injuring anyone else.

"Tira!" Shoto cried in awe as he recovered from being thrown off balance as his eldest sister protected him.

"Another one?!" The Hero Killer growled in annoyance. "You have good friends, Ingenium!" He swung the blade in Tira's direction, "or you did!"

Walls of thick ice with a black core suddenly shot up all through the alley blocking all exits and putting a wall between the hero killer and the rest of them. The walls were solid ice and stretched high above the rooftops. Shoto stared in amazement at Tira's immense power.

"Tira!" He looked to her wrist where a knife, that had previously been flying toward his face, was currently at. It was imbedded deep into her wrist and protruding out the other side.

Tira looked up in time to see the Hero Killer falling from the sky above her. She gently shoved Shoto back, out of harm's way, as spears of ice began to shoot from the thick walls of ice in the Hero Killer's direction.

"I won't allow you to harm my brother or his friends." Tira spoke softly as she concentrated on his rapidly falling form trying to impale him with spears of ice to keep him from getting to them.

"Another false hero?" The Hero Killer scoffed as he fell.

"I'm not a hero, I'm just a big sister." Tira cast her hands upward causing dozens of ice spears to shoot up from the ground around her toward the Hero Killer.

The Hero Killer's glowing bloody eyes widened and he hurriedly shifted and contorted his body to avoid being impaled by the spears of ice. This ice was much stronger than the teen's ice. He'd been able to easily slice through the bits of ice left over from when the brat had moved the others to safety but this girl's ice had a strange black core and was nearly impossible to break through. He managed to avoid getting impaled and dropped down next to the girl before swinging his blade at her.

Tira's body moved as if it had a mind of it's own as she was suddenly plagued with vividly haunting memories of a time when she was six years old and everyday was filled with training that had broken countless ribs, left her with thousands of bruises, and made her vomit from over exhaustion and pushing herself to the limit. The vivid memories flooded her mind and she narrowly avoided getting stabbed in the neck.

She shook her head and pulled herself from those awful training sessions and back to the present. Her body moved fluidly, remembering the hell her father had put her and Toya through. She'd always wanted to be strong to prove herself to her father and to be strong enough to protect Toya who she had always loved above anyone else. She'd lost sight of that after she'd drowned in her own blood. Now, she wanted to be strong again, to protect her whole family.

"TIRA!" Shoto shouted in a panic, as the Hero Killer's sword plunged through her stomach. His fire couldn't get through her ice it didn't even appear to be melting, his fire had no effect.

Tira didn't react to the blade in her gut, she hadn't even realized it was there as she took a swing at the Hero Killer. He caught her by the wrist and his long tongue extended toward her. He licked the blood dripping from her wrist and smirked. His smirk fell as Tira's small bandaged fist connected with his jaw and sent him stumbling back a few paces pulling the blade free from her gut.

"What the hell?" He stared at the pale girl in awe as she darted forward. He held up his blood-soaked blade and licked her blood off of it but the girl didn't stop running. "Why isn't it working?!" He sounded annoyed now. He leapt back to avoid her and winced as a spear of ice pierced him in leg.

Shoto stared at his sister in awe. Did it have something to do with Tira's inability to feel? Perhaps because of her damage, the signals his quirk made her body send to her brain weren't being received properly. That created another problem as the signals her body was trying to send to her brain that she was severely injured were also not working. Blood soaked the front of her dress spilling from the wound in her gut in a matter of seconds. She was losing too much blood.

"Tira!" Shoto yelled to his sister, she was going to get herself killed at this rate.

Tira lunged at the Hero Killer as another spear of ice slashed him across the cheek and a third impaled him through the shoulder managing to hold him in place. As she reached him, her vision suddenly blurred and she panicked as she realized she was beginning to fall. Something was wrong, her body wasn't working right. She hit the ground and noticed an alarming amount of blood begin to pool around her.

Before she slipped form consciousness, she managed to dismiss the ice she'd summoned so the pro heroes could get to them once they arrived on the scene. She hoped she'd managed to distract him long enough for Shoto and his friends to recover and make their escape. The Hero Killer looked down at the unconscious girl as her ice disappeared. He noticed several scars all over her body and quickly realized the girl was not a hero, but a victim.