In My Hero Academia With Uchiha Sasuke System

Chapter 05: The Silver Shadow

The night sky stretched infinitely above, its dark canvas littered with a brilliant scattering of stars. The constellations sparkled like fragments of shattered glass, their cold beauty illuminating the vast expanse. Below, the modern Japanese neighborhood lay bathed in a subdued glow. Traditional yet contemporary houses lined the streets, their tiled roofs glinting faintly under the moonlight. The streets were alive with the wailing of police sirens as a fleet of patrol cars raced down the main road, their red and blue lights cutting sharp patterns through the tranquil night.

The cacophony of the sirens was almost deafening, their urgency echoing between the houses. Inside the dimly lit alleys between the homes, Sasuke crouched in the shadows, his form melding seamlessly with the darkness. His black sandals pressed lightly against the ground, ready to move at the slightest sign of danger. He watched intently as the police cars zipped by, their lights reflecting off the nearby windows. His dark eyes narrowed, analyzing their movements with a calculated calmness.

When the street finally quieted, Sasuke emerged from the shadows, his short-sleeved blue shirt and gray shorts blending with the muted tones of the night. The white bandages wrapped tightly around his ankles peeked out from beneath his shorts, giving him an air of both preparedness and intrigue. As he moved silently through the alley, his black sandals made only the faintest sound against the ground.

Ahead, the glow of a television flickered through the window of a nearby house. A young boy sat cross-legged on the floor, completely absorbed in his cartoons. Sasuke darted past the window, his movements so fluid and swift they resembled a fleeting shadow. The boy's eyes widened as he caught the motion from the corner of his vision. Standing slowly, he walked to the window, his face pressed against the glass. "Am I imagining things?" he whispered to himself, his breath fogging up the cool pane.

By then, Sasuke was already far beyond the boy's view. He moved with purpose, his strides light and calculated as he approached the nearest house. With a small crouch, he leapt into the air, his chakra-infused legs propelling him effortlessly to the roof. Landing with barely a sound, he straightened and surveyed his surroundings.

"Good," he thought, a faint smirk crossing his lips. "I'm getting used to this body."

He scanned the rooftops around him, his dark eyes darting from one building to the next. The city sprawled out in every direction, a labyrinth of modern architecture and traditional design. He searched intently, his gaze sharp and unwavering. Then, he saw it—a faint glow of pale blue, barely perceptible, trailing from one rooftop to another in the distance.

"There," Sasuke muttered, his instincts flaring.

Without hesitation, he bolted toward the source of the glow, his speed increasing with each step. The wind rushed past him, tugging at his shirt and hair as he closed the distance.

The figure ahead was unmistakable. The man moved with a practiced elegance, his silver hair catching the moonlight as he leapt from rooftop to rooftop. His skin had a warm bronze hue, and his eyes, shimmering with a pale, almost metallic glow, scanned the area for an escape route. A faint aura surrounded him—a silvery-blue light that flickered and pulsed with every movement.

"Damn those idiot police officers," the man muttered under his breath. "They've probably already called a pro hero. I need to lose them before they catch up."

As he ran, his eyes darted to the streets below, where police cars weaved through the narrow lanes, their lights bouncing off the buildings. His movements were frantic but controlled, his aura shimmering brighter as he muttered, "Think, think... where can I hide?"

The sound of footsteps behind him broke his focus. He turned sharply, his silver eyes narrowing as he spotted Sasuke leaping effortlessly onto the same rooftop.

"You again?" the man growled, his irritation evident.

Sasuke stood firm, his dark eyes locking onto the man with unwavering determination. The silver-haired man's aura flared, intensifying as his anger grew. Instead of continuing his escape, he pivoted sharply, turning to face Sasuke.

"You should've stayed out of my way, kid," the man spat. His aura pulsed violently, the silvery light casting an otherworldly glow around him. Without warning, he launched himself toward Sasuke, moving like a streak of silver lightning.

Sasuke's eyes widened in surprise, his body reacting instinctively to the sudden attack. He barely managed to brace himself as the man's fist, surrounded by the shimmering aura, slammed into his stomach.

"Why," the man snarled mid-strike, "are you still in my line of sight, you little pest?!"

The impact was devastating. The silvery aura exploded outward like ripples in water, a violent burst of energy that sent Sasuke hurtling backward. His body crashed into the roof of the neighboring house, rolling and bouncing across the tiles before finally coming to a stop.

The roof itself was a mix of traditional craftsmanship and modern design, its dark tiles slightly worn but sturdy. Dust and debris scattered around him as Sasuke lay still for a moment, his chest rising and falling with labored breaths. He opened his eyes slowly, his vision swimming as he tried to focus.

The spot where the man had been standing was now empty, save for the faint shimmer of residual energy hanging in the air. Sasuke's gaze trailed upward, his eyes catching the faint glimmer of movement above him.

The man was descending rapidly, his knees tucked and his hands stretched skyward. Behind him, the night sky was a masterpiece—a deep indigo canvas speckled with stars that shimmered like tiny beacons. The silver aura around the man glowed brighter, reflecting the celestial beauty above.

"Silver Starfall!" the man roared, his voice echoing across the rooftops as he came down with terrifying force.

Sasuke's body tensed, his instincts screaming at him to move. But it was too late. The impact shattered the rooftop beneath them, the tiles collapsing inward as both figures plummeted into the room below.

They landed in a child's bedroom, the soft glow of a nightlight casting eerie shadows on the walls. The room was small and cluttered, filled with toys, books, and posters of popular heroes. A small bed was pushed against the far wall, its blanket crumpled where the child had been moments ago.

The boy stood frozen in the corner, his wide eyes filled with terror as he stared at the two intruders. His small frame trembled, his breath coming in quick, shallow gasps.

Sasuke groaned, his body aching as he pushed himself up from the debris. Dust floated lazily in the air, settling around him like a quiet snowfall. His head throbbed, but a voice echoed in his mind, cold and mechanical:

"Endurance level increased: Rank 1 → Rank 4."

Sasuke let out a dry, humorless laugh, his expression one of tired resignation. As he sat amidst the chaos, his dark eyes glinted with a mixture of pain and indifference.

"Yay," he said flatly, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "How thrilling."

The dust continued to fall as the two opponents locked eyes, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a blade.

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[ A/N ]

New Week, For every 200 Power Stones, an extra chapter.

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