This would be the start of the "Edward gets out of jail and becomes a vigilante" AU. Which as I write it I become incredibly aware of the fact that it requires a massive suspension of disbelief in the fact of Edward managing to legally get out of jail before he's like... into his thirties or something. But this fic needs to exist so suspend your disbelief and let's say he managed to get parole despite a) that whole escape thing and b) the fact that whether or not he would have ever been offered parole in the first place is questionable (you know, what with him getting slammed with murder as opposed to manslaughter over an accident of all things I'm blaming Yuri, he's such a dick). XD PG. Gen for now.
[Tiger & Bunny isn't mine]
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"You came too quickly. I wasn't finished wrapping this up for you." Edward flashes a vicious sort of smile, giving the incapacitated criminal sprawled at his feet a nudge with his boot and Ivan feels his heart plummet in his chest.
He'd had an inkling, of course. He'd known about Edward's release and tried not to be wounded by the fact that Edward hadn't even attempted to get in contact with him since. And stories about the new vigilante prowling the streets of Sternbild were all over the news. Someone managing to snare the odd criminal before any of the Heroes make the scene, leaving behind someone to be scooped up and arrested but not much else. But even with the lack of evidence Ivan couldn't help but wonder at the possibility of Edward's involvement. Even while he told himself that Edward was probably far too angry still to consider helping others. And it was better that way. He could never be a proper Hero now, being filled with too much hurt and fury to want to try for something impossible would be better than risking prison again.
And yet, here he is, dressed in dark clothes with a pair of goggles just barely disguising his identity and smiling as if he simply doesn't care who sees him like this even if the expression is tinged with the slightest hint of bitterness. Craning his neck a little as he tries to peer past Ivan towards the mouth of the alley.
"Shit, I hope I haven't been caught on camera yet, that would be inconvenient." Edward takes a quick step back, already sinking into the wall behind him. "Getting caught doing this sort of crap would really fuck up my parole."
"Edward, wait...."
"Ah-ah." That smile twists into something cold as he pauses long enough to raise an almost scolding finger in Ivan's direction. "No outing my identity there, Origami Cyclone. Or do you want to see me back in jail? Maybe things were better for you that way no matter what you tell me."
"No. I don't. Wait. What do you want me to call you then...." The protest trailing off weakly as Edward vanishes into the wall without another word, just the slightest hiss of shifting sand.