Toshinori Yagi, Shouta Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada, Izuku Midoriya, and Katsuki Bakugou (two new teachers who had just started working at the U.A.) were all gathered together in the teachers' lounge
"One of the three Henge brothers is wreaking havoc at the nearby mall," Toshinori explained drolly to his comrades. "The heroes that are already there are too nervous to get any closer to him."
The Henge brothers were three villains capable of shape shifting other people with random effects.
Aizawa stood, immediately attracting everyones' attention. "Which one? I'd like to assess the situation before I charge in. I really don't want to be a woman... A cat is fine, though," the dark-haired hero smiled wistfully.
Toshinori shook his head before slapping his hand over his face. "Only you, Aizawa." He stared down at his computer, trying to get a better idea of who they'd be facing against. "It looks like Taitorou Henge."
All but the two new heros froze in their seats. "Uh... ," someone started.
Everyone turned to Present Mic.
"I'm sorry, but I'm sitting this one out," he muttered with embarrassment. "I'm not risking my hero reputation."
Izuku rose his hand. "Yagi, can you tell me more about this Taitorou Henge?"
Toshinori nodded. "He's the youngest of the three brothers. His quirk is to turn heroes into villains, and vice versa."
"We'll take care of him," Katsuki volunteered, before Izuku could intervene.
"What?!" Izuku sputtered. "I didn't say..."
Katsuki elbowed his childhood friend in the ribs. "This is our chance to show the world what we're made of."
"I don't think this is the best route," Izuku started. "What if one of us is turned into a villain?"
"You, Deku?" Katsuki sneered. "You're too pure of heart. I'd be better suited for the role."
Izuku sighed. "I know. That's what scares me."
Toward the end of the meeting, everyone had agreed that Izuku and Katsuki would be better suited for the rescue. They were younger, and still agile.
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Izuku and Katsuki both stood at the mall's entrance. Many pedestrians were scrambling out the doors, screaming, and clinging to loved ones. Was this villain that dangerous? How could he change someone that didn't even have a heroic, or villainous motive?
Katsuki entered first, Izuku following close behind. "This villain doesn't really seem to have a motive," Izuku muttered. "Unless he's actually trying to make more villains by using the heroes already here. But they're not going to make it easy for him. They're obviously going to keep their distance."
Katsuki punched Izuku in the shoulder. "Stop muttering, would you? You're fucking annoying!"
"Sorry," Izuku apologized, and rubbed his sore shoulder.
By the time they had reached the center of the mall, everyone had cleared out. Everyone except the heroes. Izuku could see most of them standing on the second floor, looking down at the first floor. All eyes were directed at the person standing in the water fountain.
Taitorou was grinning madly, and it turned into a manic laugh when he spotted Katsuki and Izuku, standing just a couple feet away from him.
Izuku immediately realized their mistake when Taitorou lunged from the fountain, water spraying out from behind him as he charged at the two young heroes.
The sound of bullets echoed throughout the empty mall from one of the heroes (Izuku assumed was Snipe), trying to hit the quick-reflexed villain. With a hand outstretched, Taitorou brushed passed Katsuki's arm, and instead, hit Izuku dead-on, pinning him down to the floor.
Taitorou leered at his victim as a bright, red aura enveloped Izuku's body. "Well, if it isn't Deku; the new Symbol-of-Peace. Now you'll be the new Symbol-of-War."
Katsuki was so stunned, he wasn't sure what had just happened. He flipped around to see Taitorou leaning over Izuku. His eyes narrowed with anger, and reached forward with both hands to blow the villain away.
Taitorou noticed immediately what was happening, and leaped to his feet, standing at a safe distance from the explosive hero. "Whoa, now. Got some nice reflexes there, but not fast enough for me, Spiky."
"Spiky?" Katsuki growled. "I'll kill you for what you did to Dek..." With a yelp, someone from the side had sent him flying toward the fountain with a round-house-kick. He landed hard in the shallow water, and started to curse loudly. He was unable to use his quirk now. "Damnit, you bastard!" He noted that Taitorou hadn't moved from his spot, but there was a dark, sated grin on his face.
Taitorou pointed to the new villain standing to the left side of him.
It was Deku!
The now former hero's facial expression was different, out of proportion to his normally cheerful face. His irises were red, and eyes narrowed, as if he was bored, but there was a sinister grin splitting his face.
Gunshots rain out through the mall again. Taitorou had been hit in both legs, causing him to collapse. He reached out for Deku, demanding help. "Get me out of here, Deku!"
The green haired villain snorted with bemusement. "Sorry, but you're on your own." Using his All-For-One in his legs, he made a hasty retreat out of the mall, leaving a tormented, screaming Taitorou behind.
All the heroes gathered around Katsuki, while two others hoisted an immobile Taitorou up by his arms. What had just happened? Why did his childhood friend act so...villainous?
Snipe stepped up beside Katsuki and tried to ease the young blond's mind. "Don't worry, Combustion(1), we'll figure out how to get Deku back."
All Katsuki could feel was his world crumbling down around him.
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"It isn't your fault," Toshinori tried to explain to a very distraught Katsuki. "Not all heroes are perfect." He leaned forward in his seat, and bridged his fingers under his chin. When no response came from the younger blond, he looked to Aizawa. "Have you found anything?"
The steady tapping on Aizawa's computer was all the answer Toshinori would get.
"I did," Hizashi exclaimed excitedly. "Apparently, there's been a large amount of destruction in a business district, close to the mall. Buildings are toppling, and over sixty people have been injured. No fatalities...yet." There was a grim expression on his face.
Toshinori knew there was nothing he could do, especially without his own quirk. He looked to Katsuki. "Bakugo, my boy. Care to go investigate this destruction?"
Katsuki looked up, as if snapping out of a trance. "Yeah, sure, All Might." He stood numbly, and made his way out the door.
"Poor kid," Hizashi murmured. "He acts like someone ran over his puppy."
"Not quite as bad as that," Aizawa commented.
Toshinori frowned. "Maybe I should go with him."
"But you'll get hurt!" Present Mic exclaimed. "You don't need to be out there!"
"I can take care of myself." Toshinori ignored anything else the other hero had to say, and left. Izuku was like a son to him; so even he felt like he had lost part of his world.
Katsuki had followed the devastating trail of ruined buildings, and injured pedestrians. They were crying, lying in the road, moaning in pain, and a few were looking for friends, and family that had been lost under the rubble. How could Deku cause so much suffering? Even as a villain, Katsuki didn't think his friend would even consider causing this much damage.
"Hey, look what the cat dragged in," a familiar voice announced from just above Katsuki's head.
Katsuki looked up, before dodging a powerful punch aimed directly at him. The ground cracked, and shook everything violently around him like an earthquake. "Deku," he gasped.
The said villain looked at his former friend with interest. "You're looking particularly frazzled today. It's kind of cute on you." He smiled lecherously as he approached the blond, and leaned in close.
A blush rose to Katsuki's face, almost forgetting what he had come here to do. "Deku! Snap out of it! You're a hero! Its not like you to do..." He grunted in pain when a fist came in contact with his stomach. He knelt down to one knee, holding his midsection with a mewl.
"Aw, how sweet," Izuku taunted. "You're proposing, aren't you? Well, the answer is yes." He laughed manically before suddenly kicking Combustion half way down the street, making full contact with a gray truck.
Katsuki pulled himself free from the dent he had left within the vehicle. His whole body cried out in agony when he crashed to the ground. He was only slightly aware of the people running by, screaming for help.
His vision blurred as he readied himself for another attack. Katsuki held his hands up in front of him, and was surprised when they made contact with a firm body. As his vision cleared, he could see that it was Deku's chest his hands were pressed against, and he suddenly couldn't find it himself to use his quirk against him.
He was scared.
His eyes came up to meet Izuku's red ones, before a large hand came up to his throat.
"What's wrong, Combustion," Izuku purposefully emphasized the other's hero name by mocking it. "Don't have it in you anymore?"
His words snapped Katsuki out of his daze, and he brought his hands up to Izuku's hand that was strangling him. He forced the explosion to envelope the other's arm, but to no avail. Izuku had released his throat, and shook his grip loose before making his escape.
Deku had launched himself to the top of a building, and smirked triumphantly at the blond. "Come and get me, Kacchan."
Katsuki snarled between his clenched teeth, and dashed off toward the building his nemesis was waiting for him on. When he had reached the top, he was surprised to see that Izuku had stripped his top off, his muscles defined against the setting sun.
"That was fast, Kacchan. That excited to see me?" Izuku taunted. He positioned himself into a fighting pose, and beckoned the blond with his index finger. "Show me what you've got."
Combustion threw an explosion at Izuku's head, and cursed when the other merely leaned to the side to avoid it. When had Deku become so nonchalant? Being a villain made him act way too confident, and...arousing?
Katsuki blushed at that thought, but quickly shook it off. He had to get his comrade back. He took off at a run, aiming for Izuku's stomach. He had planned to blow Deku back, but he missed!
Izuku stepped aside, and did a drop-kick against Katsuki's back.
The blond smacked face first into the rooftop, breaking his nose in the process. He groaned, unable to find the strength to roll over. Instead, Izuku did it for him. As he looked up at the other's face, he could feel the blood sliding down the sides of mouth.
Izuku knelt by his former friend and gingerly ran his fingers through the blond locks. "You look good like this, Kacchan. How does it feel to be the bitch for once?" He leaned down and licked the side of Katsuki's face, cleaning the blood away.
The blond writhed at the attention, and was ashamed by his erection. He squeezed his legs together, trying to hide it. He whimpered when his hands were pinned down above his head. Why couldn't he find it in himself to fight back anymore?
Hard, demanding lips met his own, and Katsuki immediately reciprocated the kiss. In the back of his mind, he was screaming at himself; telling himself to stop. This wasn't right! Deku wasn't himself! But it felt so good, and the voice of reason was quickly fading.
And suddenly, Izuku's lips moved away, as well as the pressure on his wrists. Katsuki blinked slowly, wondering why the other had stopped.
Izuku was staring at the door where he, himself had burst through only moments ago, but now someone else was there.
Toshinori Yagi!
"Deku," the former hero beckoned. "My boy, what are you doing?"
Izuku stood, and stepped over Katsuki's body. A menacing sneer appeared on his face. "Taking what's mine, pops. If you get in the way, I'll easily break you in two."
Toshinori cringed at the other's words. He knew that Izuku was quite capable of doing just that, but he had to persuade him to get away from Combustion. "Izuku... You wouldn't hurt the man that made you into what you are now, would you?"
Izuku faltered. "You mean everything to me, Toshinori. You were more of a father to me than my own father." His expression suddenly turned fierce. "But that time is over." He pooled his quirk into his arms, and punched down into the roof. It split apart, and splintered like wood on a tree.
Toshinori was sent back through the door, and down a flight of stairs. He had expected to feel a few bones break, but warm arms were holding him tight against a firm chest. "Aizawa," he gasped.
"Are you alright?" The younger man asked, carefully setting Toshinori down on his feet again. "What happened?"
"I'm fine, but Izuku is on the roof. He needs to be stopped!" The former hero frantically explained. "I don't know if you'll be able to get to him. He's split the roof in half!"
Aizawa nodded, and ran up the stairs to confront Deku. When he reached the landing, both Izuku, and Katsuki were gone. "Uh...I think we have a problem," he called to Toshinori. "They're not here..."
Toshinori followed, and observed where his successor had been. "Look. There's part of the floor missing. It looks like they fell through!" He paled at the thought, thinking both heroes were now severely injured.
"Hey!" Someone shouted. "Is someone going to help us?"
Toshinori and Aizawa looked at each other in bewilderment before looking down into the crevice of the roof. There on the top floor was Katsuki, and Izuku. Katsuki seemed alright, but Izuku was hurt badly.
"He saved me by cushioning my fall," Katsuki explained. "It...seemed to turn him back to normal too."
Izuku's facial features did seem softer. However, the metal spike sticking out of his right shoulder was definitely something new.
"We'll be right down," Toshinori stated with a relieved smile. His adopted-son was back to his sweet, innocent self.
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Two days in intensive care, and Izuku was right as rain. He was allowing Katsuki to change his bandages, and accepted the few negative retorts by the short-fused blond. He couldn't help notice the faint blush on the other's cheeks, but he wouldn't bring it to Katsuki's attention. It was Izuku's own secret. He remembered everything that happened, after all. However, there were some things that he wished could be forgotten. Like the destruction he caused over part of the city.
His thoughts were interrupted when Toshinori came in with a pleasant grin on his face. "How are you, Izuku, my boy? You look a lot better."
"Thanks. I do feel better."
"I have some news," the older man started. "That cursed quirk that Taitorou placed on you? Apparently, the only way to cure it was to do the opposite of your mind-set."
Izuku smiled knowingly. "You mean, act like a hero?"
Katsuki flushed in irritation. "I didn't need saving."
"Yes, but it's a good thing that he did save you," Toshinori scolded. "Or we'd still be dealing with a villainous Deku." He stroked Izuku's hair lovingly. "Your students will be happy to see you again." With that, he walked out of the room.
Katsuki stood, disposing of the soiled bandages. "You almost make a pretty convincing villain, Deku... But I prefer you like this. My back still hurts from where you kicked me."
"I'm sorry." Izuku frowned, sincerely feeling guilty about the suffering he had caused the blond. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."
"I'll hold you to that," Katsuki growled. "You better hurry up and get better! I'm tired of taking care of your sorry ass!"
Izuku chuckled fondly. "Well, I'm not." He laughed harder when his friend's face turned ten shades of red, and then stormed out. It was fun pushing all the blond's buttons.
To Be Continued...