Cosmic Warrior and the Dragons!

The gong sounds was comforting in a way, not that different than the dojo he'd grown accustomed to. He just coulnd't find where the gong was at first glance. The person who spoke first was um... bold. The added faces, made the young man want to shrivel up and vanish. He hated this much attention. He wasn't even anything special according to his own measure. Dragon lords? If he joined did that make him a star dragon or a space dragon? Yoo called himself a dragon but it mainly because that's what his clan was referred to. Were he and Flashfire friends? He didn't like prying into the hero's life too much. Still, this place. It needed an update or something. Everything seemed... old. His former inner management student was already drawing up pricing for renovations. His train of thought snapped when the next dragon spoke up. 


"Melody, please, you'll scare the young boy! Come in, please, you must be Benkei! We've been waiting to meet you all week!"

"I'm okay, promise." He reassured her. Scaring him wasn't really possible, at least not in this fashion. A part of him did feel like he didn't fit in though. When he searched up this agency's roster at U.A., he noticed each person literally had a dragon-like quirk. Maybe they were trying to reach out to others too. There was no possible way he was lucky enough to get picked for an interview like this on his own. In response, the boy just spat out some management jargon. "I-I think you should call me Benkei. I'm still trying to figure out my costume and name. I think I may have jumped the gun in how the identity formulation process works. It's hard to canvas a hero without properly fleshing out what makes them... them. " He chuckled with some honesty. It was true... Most kids in UA got into gear during their first year. This would help them test out costumes and gear, so that they'd be ready for their second year, and the third year after that. Admittedly, he was trying to fast-track his progress. He'd only been a "hero" for all of 10 days. He needed to be able to keep up with everyone else. And in that sense, maybe this was the place to go. To expedite his growth, he had to throw himself in a place that was unfamiliar. All the minute details didn't matter. He needed to hone in on his internal voice.  With a more firm response, he- "Yeah. For now, just call me Benkei. I'm just a runt for now, but I'll transform into a true hero in this place. Don't worry, I'm a fast learner." He said. Welp, he'd accepted. All that was needed was to pass whatever test they had for him, and see if they accepted him in return. The flash of confidence quickly faded when he realized... "Mmmm, Miss Abyss. What exactly will I be doing today?"

"Benkei, this is Ghidora. She's heading out on patrol, and the first thing you'll be doing is shadowing her! Don't mind her temper. She's a real sweet-heart deep down... and who knows, maybe love will blossom between two young souls~"

He adjusted as a new dragon showed up. Now this was a personality type he was used to. It reminded him of his brothers. "Yeah... dunno about that one." He'd wave off the latter end of the statement. Still, he- "Let's work hard together." with a slight bow. When Ghidora ordered him to be ready in five, he pinched his jumpsuit and stared at it. He already was in costume, he just had to put on his helmet. Miss Abyss was nice enough to gift him with a sidebar before he met up with the shorter dragon. 


"Honestly, don't worry. She's one of the most loyal dragons here. Ghidora is someone you want in your corner if a situation goes south! You'll get along famously. But... you shouldn't keep her waiting. She doesn't like waiting for anything!" She'd say.

He had conflicting feelings about loyalty, or even trusting people for that matter. He'd been taking steps in learning how to be more open. This was one of those steps. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind." He seemed nervous about relationship building rather than the mission itself. Well, it's because it was true. He had a few life or death fights already in the past. Finding a villain to fight was the least of his worries. He was stronger now than the boy he used to be. Especially since he had started to get a handle on his quirk. Unlike most kids, Benkei was a late bloomer. His quirk showed up around 12, whereas most kids got theirs around a much younger age. He'd slide his helmet on, and meet with Ghidora. "Ready." There were plenty of things to test out here; himself, this suit, and the person he was with. "Where do we start?"

Benkei glanced over this woman. She and Abyss were complete opposites. How did they get along on the same team? On top of that, the woman was seemingly answering her own questions by making assumptions of him. It left him a little confused on how to answer. He'd swallow before answering. Seemingly any answer was the wrong answer with this person. If Flashfire was the in, and Miss Abyss seemed excited, then it meant he just had to get Ghidora's good side right? She presumably was the hard one to please right? He needed to figure out how...


"'What will I be doing?' 'Where do we start?' Tch! That ain't the kind of questions a hero should be askin'!"

~I'm not a hero, I'm a student~ He responded internally as to not add more fire to her draconic flame.

"First lesson, snotbrain! Heroes never ask that kinda thing! I read ya file when Flashfire said you'd be comin' to join us. Ya just moved up to the hero course? Well, forget what ya know from that! Ain't those U.A. teachers taught you nothin' so far?"

He stared trying to find the least smart ass sounding of a response. Internally ~I just started a week or so ago... I've only taken entry test and quirk evaluations~

Responding out loud, he-"Yes, that's right. From Management course to General up until now, ma'am... All I know about is agency management Ghidora-senpai." That felt respectful. Good. Good. He was feeling confident!

"Heroes don't decide what to do on a day! We hit the streets, feel the air on our wings an' the ground beneath our claws. We go lookin' for people to help, and that's all we need to know!"

~They sure take this dragon thing seriously...~ He thought, remaining silent for this. Maybe this astronaut suit was too over the top for this place. Should he have come in his UA gym clothes. He couldn't help but overthink. He'd deflate more when she berated him and others like him for not being experienced. He'd huff from under his mask. He wanted to be a hero like The Rocket. Someone who could save people, like Nocturne who could sniff out crime with detective precision, like Mama Bear who gave back to the community she occupied... Lots of heroes had admirable traits. Was wanting to be a hero just not enough? Ultimately his main reason for was to repay hero society. Nocturne didn't let him fall through the cracks, so he wanted to embody what a hero was. Maybe even one day become a great. It was too much to fit into one answer. "I just got here by luck," He muttered in a low tone. By his own measure, he was just lucky to be there. Ghidora not being impressed made sense. 

"Hmph. Ya said yer didn't have a hero name yet. Why? Don't expect me to believe that spiel ya fed to Abyss. What's stoppin' ya from steppin' into a pair of Hero boots?" - She'd say.

In response, "Space Cadet Kyo... It's a work in progress. I'd really rather you just call me Benkei for now, until I figure things out." He lacked confidence in his hero identity, but "Nothing's stopped me because I'm right here right now." he had plenty of resolve to become one. He'd become a hero regardless of what anyone thought. He knew that much. "You don't have to believe FlashFire, or anyone. I'll make sure I become one with or without approval. Or else I'll be putting everyone's hard work to waste." The only reason he was alive was due to other people. His brothers shoved him to Bones before they were killed. The Bones org fought for their respect, and he was lucky enough to survive a second Yakuza attack. Everything he knew crumbled, at least until he met Nocturne and the rest of his family. Then he met Mama Bear, who gave him safe haven for some years until he started UA. "All my life people had done nothing but protect and look out for me...  To repay them for all their hard work... Become a hero is the only option." He'd speak his truth without telling the whole story. Maybe he could tell it if they got to know each other better. 

"Today, is like all other days. We're out helpin' stabilize peace an' keep people safe. Villains are everywhere, an' Hosu ain't no walk in the park! Hmm, have ya ever faced a Villain yet? I'd bet not, but ya U.A. kids seem to be gettin' hit a lot these days."

Tough question. Being born in Yakuza, there wasn't really a defining line of good and bad guys, just families, mini organizations, tasks that needed to get done... It was really its own thing. He thought about his biggest example, Nocturne, who was the head of the Ryuujin clan. Yoo wasn't a villain, but he did what needed to be done for his family. He thought to his own family, and even the gang he was introduced to... They did bad things, but not because they wanted to... Yeah, he'd fought bullies, rival gang members, and even some scuffles between other families. Perhaps the answer was yes. "I've fought a fair amount..." by a regular hero's standards, all yakuza were probably bad guys and if that were the case, yeah... he'd fought plenty. 

Ghidora sprang into action as she seemed to have sense something. Sliding his helmet over his head, he- "Yes! As ready as I'll ever be."

Benkei's mind rolled as he trotted along. He paid no real effort in trying to keep up and spent more vigilance in making sure she was still in eyesight. As long as he could follow the general direction, he wouldn't be too far behind. Keeping up with someone like her would be a waste of energy, and he'd learned enough from Nocturne the importance of load management and keeping enough in the tank. The thugs were in eyeshot and Benkei would slip his hand passed his thigh to engage his moon boots.

"Im goin' for the flyer! We gotta catch the other four. Make a choice, Benkei, an' do the Dragons proud!"

His steps would evolve into jumps to which he'd land on a star and jump for another boost in height. With this final hearty jump, dark clouds manifest from his hands. They'd glitter as dust would be supercharged into stars, Benkei holding a cluster of stars in either hand. "Star Shooter, Showering Sky!" He'd launch the groups both left and right. They'd blast off in the direction of the goons with a wide spread shot gun like spread. They'd pierce like bullets would, but if the surface was too hard, they'd simply explode upon impact. Benkei specifically was aiming for the legs. Even if the projectiles missed, the concrete getting violently dented would surely make someone fall. He'd take his attention to the duo, If he could stop two it would be better than stopping just one. He'd bank left after the duo, only hoping he were lucky enough to get a hit on the man who went right and slow him down drastically. 

"This is the most efficient way to do this right?" He muttered under his breath, hoping Nocturne's tips would help. He'd already been in fights, but hero work was a different ball game. He had to be precise or else things could go drastically wrong! "Hey, you two! STOP RIGHT THERE!" He'd call out.

Shoot... only one down. He'd land onto the ground, and sprint after the too. They seemed to be a lot peskier since they had quirks. He kept Serena's words in mind... Yeah.. It had to be important to remember what they came from but not exhibit the same bad lessons taught from being on the streets. This wasn't a fight for survival or to kill, it was just to subdue them. This meant he'd have to adjust his plan of attack. He smirked at the man being an ice user. "Lucky~~~. Shield Constellation." He'd clutch his fist tight, and erupting from it a large five-pointed star rested on his Knuckles as he charged forward with no issue. His stars emitted heat, so this blast of ice would meet a quality defense.  With pitter-pattering steps, he'd run after them. The teen huffed. This suit and helmet were incredibly hot... While moving around was easier, the flashiness and fashion focus made for a sweaty ordeal. He'd have to go back to the drawing board when he got back to school.  Ripping the helmet off, he'd initiate another jump, using the very same star as a jump pad to get closer. He'd chuck a tiny star far ahead of the pack. 

A tiny star sat floating, before igniting into a giant flash bang. Hopefully this would stun these damned villains. "Solar Flare!"