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With Tommy
Tommy’s back slammed into the wall behind him, or it would’ve if not for the layer of condensed shadows cushioning him. They fortunately hidden from the news helicopters he knew were above. The shadows dissipated shortly after they had fulfilled their purpose of making sure none of the hero’s ribs were broken. He ended up only having the wind knocked out of him.
He sent a silent thanks to the villain, making a mental note to actually thank the man later. Diamond and Devil weren’t the top villains, but you’d think so. They made a habit of fighting off the top three heroes and others at the same time. They were often talked about as the most heartless duo the city had ever seen, but Tommy and his two teammates knew differently.
Very few people knew how sweet the two villains were when not in front of the city or their enemies. Even fewer saw how their analytical gazes that made even experienced heroes shiver gave way to grins and old jokes only the two would ever understand. The pair loved to bake muffins together and Devil hated swearing.
How he had gotten to see things that were usually perfectly kept from the heroes was a long, long story, starting a few weeks ago.
Five weeks earlier…...
Tubbo, Ranboo, and Tommy strode into the hero building like they owned the place. Well… Tommy did with his two friends trailing behind him. Ranboo could only sigh as Tubbo grinned at him and their friend. Nobody could really blame them; it was common knowledge in the Tower that they would officially be promoted from ‘heroes in training’ to full heroes.
Some of the older heroes let out small chuckles as they passed, each remembering similar days of their own. The city stopped for no one however, and nobody gave more than a few moments thought. Everyone in the Tower always had something to do.
It didn’t take long for them to reach the top of the tower or get the paperwork done. (Mostly Ranboo and Tubbo did all of it while Tommy complained about how boring it was.) With everything done, the trio made their way outside in their gear.
It was a brisk autumn afternoon with October fast approaching. Snow was still months off. Many people walked along the streets due to the pleasant day, and the trio were given no small amount of starry eyed stares.
They had gotten their schedules and were about to start on patrol but it seemed that that was going to be postponed.
Tommy pursed his lips in annoyance as a static crackle filled his ear, originating from his comm. A quick glance at Wasp (Tubbo) who was rubbing his ear with a slight grimace told Tommy that all three of them were experiencing the same annoyance of the hero comm system. Tubbo had made a much improved version but the higher ups had dismissed it immediately, much like all his other tech projects.
A large grin grew on his face once he thought about the only reason the would be contacted this soon. “We’ve got something for you all, district 2,” letting out a short breath, Theseus (Tommy) burst into motion, the two pairs of footsteps echoing out behind him told him his teammates weren’t far behind.
The woman on the other end of the ear piece continued, “8th street bank, robbery in progress by the Happ Duo,” Tommy altered his course slightly, taking a short path to the roof of a nearby building to optimize his time. “Your team’s assignment is to get civilians out and then do what you can to aid in the fight.” She let out a short breath as she gathered her thoughts for a moment before finishing, “We’ve got the Dream Team on distraction until you all have your job done, so try to hurry.” Theseus bit back a groan of annoyance, Dream.
Dream was, in his opinion, was the absolute worst person in the hero tower. He was obviously a favorite to the higher-ups, as well as being the main person on his team. While the public loved him, Tommy thought he was a bastard. Fire-fist wasn’t far behind on his list of least favorite people. He was rather infamous for his streak of collateral damage, and Spore?
Well, Tommy didn’t actually have anything personal against the man, except for the fact he was best friends with two assholes.
His family that ignored him, that didn't and never have cared about him, Techno, Phil, and Wilbur were infinitely better than the Dream team in his opinion. His biological father was Phill, and his dad eventually adopted the twins. Though if you ever saw the two, you would have never guessed that’s what they were. One was quiet, loved Greek mythology, and had bright pink long hair. The other was a dramatic, curly brown haired, 24-year-old theater kid that played guitar.
Theseus put those thoughts out of his mind however as he arrived on the scene, Streak (Ranboo) immediately teleporting inside the bank to get a gauge on the situation, small white particles hovering in the space beside him where his friend had been standing. The district usually had a permanent sweet smell wafting through the air, right now though all he could smell was smoke as a light dusting of ash hit his nose, making him sneeze.
All he could see through the smoke was the occasional flying blue crystal, a red blast of fire, or small green cloud. Theseus questioned for a moment why Dream wasn’t doing anything about that until he saw him and Devil come out of the haze for a moment, weapons made of condensed air going against blades of pure shadow. It made sense, despite how “amazing” and “without fault” the public seemed to think Dream was, he had his limits.
Devil used a small wave of shadow to carry himself out of one the path of Dream's attack, going back on the offensive as soon as he was out of harms way. A round kick to Dreams face caused the man to stumble back into the smoke and Devil wasted no time in following.
A loud crack and crash brought his attention from trying to see the fight through the smoke as one of Fire-Fist’s stray fire blasts caused an empty building on the other side of the street to collapse, at least this time it was a building on sale instead of one full of people.
He directed his attention back to his side as white particles filled the air for a moment before they vanished, Streak standing in their place. “Left side of the building,” the trio promptly left their perch as Streak continued to update them on the situation. “We’ve got 5 priority targets, two elders and 3 kids. I’ll get the elders out.” Wasp and Theseus nodded. “Other than that, there’s about a dozen people holed up inside.”
Streak disappeared, teleporting himself straight into the building. It didn’t take the other members of the team too much effort to find their own entry point, a large hole in the side of the bank with smoke billowing out of it was rather hard to miss. They rushed in, small cloth masks covering the bottom of their faces to filter the smoke along with the normal masks that covered the top half of their face.
Streak was halfway back to the hole, an elderly couple hobbling along slowly. Similar pieces of cloth covered their noses and mouths. Even through the mask Theseus could see his mouth pinched in a grim line.
The pair didn’t hesitate as they sprang into action. By now most of the smoke had cleared out and any new smoke bombs that were thrown were near the battle between the Dream team and the two villains. Luckily, the heroes had the sense to slowly make their way away from where the trio were trying to evacuate civilians.
Wasp quickly grabbed the three children, it was usually his job because of his power. He could use his palm as a sort of stinger to inject a venom that made a person go unconscious. Once his partner had grabbed them, Theseus started working on getting the rest of the civilians out of the building.
Streak and Wasp soon joined him and between the three of them the civilians were evacuated smoothly, and they soon regrouped after one more check through the building. “Everyone out?” Wasp asked without preamble.
His two teammates nodded and they tapped into their comms, the static crackle came on, but he was ready and took the device and held it away from his ear for a moment before he heard the woman's from earlier voice. “They're still in the fight, orders are for you all to see what you can do.”
With Skeppy
Skeppy dodged another stray spore cloud in frustration. They had plans for after the robbery. Sadly, the heroes were making them postpone said plans. Admittedly, those plans only included making blueberry muffins with Bad, but that was still something he enjoyed and preferred over fighting random heroes. “STOP FUCKING THROWING SMOKE BOMBS!” He heard Dream shout in annoyance, and he couldn’t help but let out a small laugh, at least the frustration was mutual.
“Turn yourself in villain!” Fire-fist shouted as a blast of fire came Skeppy’s way. Warning your enemy of your presence was stupid, but Skeppy wouldn’t complain. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of white particles. Speaking of warnings…
He tapped his earpiece as he dodged another spore cloud. “We’ve got three more on our tail. All I saw was Streak’s particles.” A small beep was the only response he got. Not that he was surprised, his friend was a bit tied up by Dream, but the beep signaled that he was heard and understood.
He jerked under one of the strikes Fire-fist was named for, planting his foot on the ground firmly. A wave of blue crystal shot from the ground around his heel, blocking Wasp at the last moment.
A stray blast of condensed shadow raced towards Wasp, but Streak knocked him to the ground at the last moment. After another few moments, Skeppy finally saw his chance. A distortion in the smoke alerted him to the presence of Theseus, he cast his arm to the side. A small crystal shot from his palm, hitting his target right in the leg.
The hero cried out in pain, falling to one knee and once again becoming visible. Why didn’t he just drink a potion? His teammates heads snapped in their direction and Streak teleported over to Theseus.
With Ranboo
Ranboo heard Theseus cry out in pain, only to see a large crystal sticking out of his friend’s leg. With a growl he teleported over and pulled him to his feet. He threw Theseus’ arm over his shoulder and helped him hobble a bit away from the fight. If only they hadn’t used all their potions for the week.
He saw out of the corner of his eye that Wasp had jumped to distract Diamond. The other heroes had shifted their attention to Devil once they saw the trio focusing on Diamond. Who thought it was a good idea to leave new heroes to fight the number 8 villain!
Once they were a decent ways away, Ranboo set his friend down on the ground, earning him a hiss of pain. “I know Thes, but this is the only way.” He heard him swallow then he nodded.
“Do what you have to big-man.” Theseus let out a breath and gritted his teeth. Despite this, when Ranboo pulled the crystal from out of his leg he let out an audible hiss of pain.
With Skeppy
Once the other three heroes were gone, it wasn’t hard for Skeppy and Devil to escape. Just as they were about to fully take off, they heard a voice from an alley. “Damn it, they need to increase our potion supply if they’re going to have us do that.” It sounded like Wasp. Devil heard it before Skeppy did and pulled him to the side where they could listen in.
They heard someone else scoff then speak, “Oh please, they would never.” Theseus spoke up. “How long do you think I’ll be out for?”
“That depends, did you break anything?” Streak asked his teammate. Skeppy quickly deduced that they were talking about the crystal he had shoved into the man’s leg.
“Don’t think so.” He replied, letting out a small yelp.
“Well don’t touch it dumbass. If you don’t mess it up further, they’ll shove us back out tomorrow,” Wasp reprimanded his teammate.
“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” Theseus said.
Skeppy turned to his teammate, the glint in his friend’s eye told him exactly what he was thinking, “No, don’t you dare-” he whispered.
That was how he ended up standing behind his best friend in front of the three newest heroes. He had his face buried in his hands in defeat as Devil tried to talk to the people they were just fighting.
“How about a trade?” He finally tried, which caught the hero’s attention. “You tell us what I want to know, and I give you a healing potion.”
Skeppy’s head snapped up at that, “I don’t really think giving the people tasked with bringing us in a health potion is a good idea.”
Devil turned to him and lowered his voice low enough for the heroes to not be able to hear him, “Just trust me you muffin-head.” Skeppy huffed and shook his head but didn’t object further.
He watched as Wasp stepped forward, “Fine, but how do we know you’re not lying?” Theseus’ eyes widened and he knew the expression was mirrored on his face.
“Tu- Wasp no, a health potion isn’t worth-” He was cut off by a sharp glare from his friend. Wasp stared at them, waiting for an answer.
“You have ou-” Devil started, but Wasp seemed to expect this answer and cut him off.
“Not enough,” he stated flatly, openly glaring at them. That was one thing that Skeppy could understand about this hero, the need to protect his friends. His gaze darted to where Devil stood next to him, and he came to a decision.
With Ranboo
By now, Theseus had propped himself against the wall. Leaving Ranboo, arguably the most mobile of the team, free. So, when Diamond took out two identical vials and tossed one at Wasp, he didn’t hesitate. Immediately teleporting forward, he snatched it out of the air. Wasp didn’t even blink unlike the villains in front of him who he could just barely see flinch.
He heard the villain sigh before he watched as the man pull his mask up just enough to drink to the potion but not reveal his face.
With Skeppy
As Skeppy downed the potion, the burns marring his skin from the fight earlier faded and disappeared. He then watched as Wasp took the vial out of Streak’s hands and shoved it into Theseus’s hands.
They stood silently staring at each other for a moment, but as someone who did something similar with his own friend, he knew what he was watching even if he couldn’t decipher it. Their silent conversation finally ended once Streak turned around and joined.
Theseus’ shoulder slumped in defeat, and he downed the potion. After a few more moments, he tested his leg then stood up fully.