Well this got more popular when I was gone, thank you. Now happy Memorial Day to all of you and to those few who have gone overseas and have somehow made your way to this story, thank you for your service. Now I cut the trilogy of our beginning to this chapter, I made it longer to help those who wanted to see a fight scene, wont say its my best. However can't give you Kishi's 100% this early can I. I only own what I own, and I thank you for reading this story.


Now to focus on the main part. I couldn't just go into broad daylight kicking the ever living shit out of pro heroes whenever I felt like it, or so one would think. You see my goal was to fight stronger heroes. As such, it's better if they came up to me. It meant the smaller scale in popularity heroes would come first and I work my way up to Endeavor. The day I beat him, my job as a hero crusher would be done. However I needed a form of backup. While my Super Regeneration was an amazing quirk. I does not however prevent me from ever being fatigued, same with Shock Absorption. If I become overtaxed my healing immediately stops, I can take physical blows again. With my two strongest defensive abilities taken along with not being able to move. You can practically call me finished, I'd get arrested in a heartbeat. So I needed a group, which finding one wouldn't be hard. There were a lot of people who despised heroes. I mean it for various reason people would become villains in this society. Be it by how their quirks made them seem evil. They were hero school dropouts wanting revenge or you cliche run of the mill "I just want to watch the world burn" kinda guys. I mean they're reasons were all different but all were under the same banner. I then headed to the heart of it all to collect my new allies. Alleyway 13, a street renamed for it's nature to harbor criminals or those who simply feel they are denied the right to use their quirks. It was the unlucky street, anything terrible could happen to you here. However I was more looking for one group first as my partners in crime. I was looking for a few badass quirkless who called themselves the "Right to Fight" movement. They were a quirkless only group solely created to allow equal treatment and chances for quirkless to become heroes. This was the group along with a few others to allow me to obtain allies. I headed to a bar known as "Equalized Ground" a more, revolutionized bar. It allowed all groups in, due to the facts that hero society wasn't allowed by their policies to enter the building. Discrimination against the elite, the irony made it just my place. However with the bouncers stopping me…"Sorry is there a problem sir."

"You're the quirkless son of that top ten hero, you're…not…allowed…" While he was talking I pulled up my left hand to make a cylinder around my fingers with my Lumber silver. It was hard to work with because I had to maintain focus to use it. Unless I didn't need it to be an object I was forming. The more complex the object, the less control I have of the quirk. After knotting it tight I quickly shoved it into his chest.

"Deadly Hand: 230 Caliber Air Shell." Okay so maybe I geeked out and came up with names for my combinations of quirks. I wanted to sound cool when I fought people okay!? Nothing more, anyways to keep my bluff going a dangerous smile. "If you want to see where's the air part comes from. Be my guest." The bouncer being smart despite his appearance moved aside. I slowly walked into the bar, already getting glares from the people in the club. "I am looking for the Right to fight group."

"Yeah and why should we ever tell you!" One of the lowlives barked, a fool I suppose. I just waited him to jump before using my Gale sliver firing a blast of air from my fingertips to simply send him flying. Mediocre compared to the actual quirk but effective nonetheless. I preferred using air cannons over tornadoes. With limited usage of wind as a whirlwind, or storm of sorts I found making air pressure blasts was more effective, however being not the specialty of the quirk I would not be too sure if the guy was knocked out or dazed. It freaked me out how unsure I was that he was knocked out. Guess I need more full quirks if I wanted to deal out more damage. I'll probably work on using that quirk more too, you see just like a bicep a quirk is like a muscle. It grows stronger the more you use it, as such my slivers grow at a more exponential rate. Whilst still never being truly as strong as the original quirk as I said earlier, each were damn close with efforts in training it. Gale wasn't one of my most used quirks, as such it wasn't as strong as my normal main to my surprise, the man got up clearly shocked. "The…database and informants said you were quirkless!"

I smirked, intrigued that info sharks knew of me. Were there some kidnapping attempts being planned on me due to that information, hate to be those idiots. Cause I think they just wasted their money. Also made him wonder about Toumura Shigaraki. If he knew about me during our encounter that meant rumors about me were around. No wait that wouldn't make sense, he wasn't around for six months…Unless the Heroes were already searching after me. Well guess an alias would be needed on my behalf to start after all. I suppose that means the heroes tipped some of the informants off. Guess I'll be adding Mr. Can't Touch Anything to my list of people to take down at some point, he knew who I was.

Ahem we interrupted this teen's narration for a 3rd person look at things going on at the same time.

With the Villains

"Damn bastard….who does he think he is...KUROGIRI, I want everything we can find on the guy now!" Toumura was disintegrating every object that wasn't necessary at the moment! Why was it that Sensei picked that quirkless fool over him, he learned everything. He followed every lesson, it was bad enough that other villain groups weren't taking him seriously enough yet. Now the only thing he could think of to get them unified under him was now taken away! No, it was unacceptable, he wouldn't allow it! Scratching his neck he watched the screens pop up around their new hideout, all sharing the face of one blue haired All for One user.

Kishigari Shikamori: Age 16 Gender: Male

Parents:

Father: Reginald Shikamori

Quirk: Newton's Maestro

Mother: Nyssa Shikamori

Quirk: Whirlpool.

Quirk: Quirkless

Height: 174 centimeters

Blood Type: O

Alias: None(Unfit to be a hero)

"T-That's it…THAT'S IT!" Toumura threw one of his gloves at the screen the glove disintegrating before making contact with the screen. "That can't be it, I need a weakness. Something to exploit!" He went into a full blown rage, losing all sense of control.

"Shigaraki…you're losing your head calm down. Did you forget that he's quirkless? The physical practitioners and medical staff don't got into that much detail about their health. It's commonplace to see quirklessness as a disease, and to be extremely avoided at all costs. They also don't bother with most exams because they fear it will break the patient. Although this little of information even for a quirkless is weird. Let's try something else, school records." Kurogiri suggested to calm his younger leader. He got this had an emotional attachment to this foe. Kurogiri had to admit he didn't approve of someone using their last leader's quirk for their own agenda. It didn't set well with the black mist person. The articles appeared on the board as they looked on.

"Middle School Boxing Champion this year is a Quirkless boy, young winner booed out of the school."

"Impressive, most people in those tournaments has strength enhancing quirks, even if they are unable to use them the moreover are physically stronger than a quirkless." Kurogiri said with a tone of surprise. Even with a hatred towards the boy, he couldn't help but be disgusted by the treatment of him in his earlier years. The boy was battered and bruised, more so than normal for a boxing league, and that was for professional. The discrimination he faced was inexcusable, however said, sympathetic feelings would not save him from their wrath. He disgraced the legacy of All for One and must pay dearly for it. Although most of the school events would just involve him being bullied or just in the background. Again, it was off to Kurogiri how little information there was, as if someone deliberately took it away.

Dabi and Toga walked in, clearly hearing the ruckus from before, "First those Yakuza freaks and now this. I think you're looking at this the wrong way, if the guy is off the grid look at the parents."

Toumura just calmed down looking over. "Dabi that's a brilliant idea." He was looking at this the wrong way, with his head now thinking clearly he could see that. "Bring up articles about his parents!" Articles covered the screens until Toumura focused on the one article that caught his eye. "Oh? Yes, this will do nicely, that quirk is MINE!"

With the heroes

"All Might, don't you think just arresting the boy would be best?" Aizawa spoke with the logical explanation to their New All for One user problem. It was more of a simple case, the boy was just a minor criminal that should level out after some jail time.

"It's not so simple, from what All for One told me. This could be blown out of proportion if we make the wrong moves. However let's focus on that when we get notice of who the boy is." Toshinori would just look at the screen coughing some blood onto the floor, it wasn't the first time so he knew it be alright. "Check the cases, anyone with a multi-quirk ability."

One of the analysts pulled up news articles from other cities and towns. "There have been accounts in a small town outside the city of a youth taking on villains using diplomatic immunity to run a human trafficking operation. There was accounts of him using 26 quirks in succession." Five screens of different criminals from the different countries.

Toshinori's eyebrows scrunched up, as if he knew where this was going. "He's a hero's son?" He seen this before, he had been there before.

Nedzu walked in the small animal gone person looking over at his dear friend. "What makes you say that, he could be going after them for their quirks, being that the status usually correlates. Especially for human trafficking." While his quirk gave him intelligence higher than that of humans. There was only one thing he would lack, a human factor. It always fascinated him how one human without knowing another human could find connections between themselves and the person.

"When one gains great power after living in someone else's shadow for all those years. You're going to be curious what it's like to be them for a day or two." Toshinori just looked on watching the one recording of goons being taken out by explosions coming out of a silhouette of a teenager's hands. "There is probably a personal disgust. As each trafficker was found in coma's without their quirk triggers gone. He doesn't want people who abuse others to have quirks…no it's something else, why did he attack these men…" The heroes were left wondering what made their new adversary tick.

Back with Kishi, you may narrate yourself once more

Thanks for cutting me off, dick! Oh, right I got to get back to my segment.

So things were moving smoothly, and I happened to get a mango smoothie on the way so bonus! I was lead by two full armored men. Anti-quirk armor, I had heard of it, it had reinforced strength. Armor made out of Quirk reinforced and lightened titanium, a dull process that needed certain quirk circumstances to be made, I heard quirk marriages were made to make sure those quirks live on through the generations in one of form or another. The armor was equipped with sabot rounds. Anti-tank missiles, electro cables, hydrologic and magnetic technology to give it even better performance. It was an impressive marvel…if it's original purpose was to help people with lackluster quirks. I was utterly disgusted with people like that, they had an ability no matter what it was or how disappointed they were with it. It was still a power! It was something that made them at least a person in this world. Quirkless couldn't have the benefactor of saying "at least I have such and such power". Like I don't get why they complain about the power they were dealt with instead of learning to use it to it's utmost potential. Hell some of the top heroes quirks seemed lackluster in some of their earlier days. I just…don't get the complaining, I probably never will.

I was lead over to the boss of the Right to fight movement. Hirashi, he was more of mob boss than a public movement leader, a factor made apparent for the location having a lot more, exotic attractions. I sat down before the shorter tuxedo clad man smoking a cigarette. As if just trying to get me uncomfortable he called two girls over to sit next to me, I guess he wasn't going to believe I was how old as the fake ID I showed the bouncer I threatened earlier. "So kid what do you want?"

I wasn't going to be hiding my intentions so I went for being bold. "I'm here to take over your organization. You're too lenient and it's getting nowhere." I would be more barging but right after all the walking I was tired of waiting, I lifted my hand as nitroglycerin on my palm exploded barely hitting Hirashi. A show of force as the girls beside me shuffled an inch away. "That's just a taste of what I can do. So any complaints of me taking charge."

The man sat back in fear as I lifted my other hand freezing the table solid. Crossing my leg over as electricity pulsed around my foot. I lifted three fingers started to shake at four. "H-how. That…is…" He backed off about to fire an anti-tank missile, however he stopped after my left arm cracked becoming rock like as I hit him directly in the face. My other hand lifting a fourth finger.

"ANY OTHER DUMBASS WANTS TO TRY ME! IF SO STAND UP?!" I yelled staring at the other people.

Four days later.

"That's the punching hero Deathgoro!" The crowd cheered for the powerhouse hero as he fought a set of common criminals. Just a casual average day for a hero.

…Oh how wrong you could be

Before he threw a single punch a masked fighter with a grey suit made for obviously being streamlined rushed the criminals with blue sparks coming off from his feet. The hero tried to analyze the outfit. It had certain blue liquid containers in between the joints of the suit. Streamlined armor plating heavily against the legs, as well as a visor attached to the helmet with a mouth guard. Definitely no hero. "Hey you-" The hero wasn't allowed to even finish as he was gunned down by mini-explosions.

"Apologizes…" Deathgoro looked up to see, well, he didn't know what to make of it. Standing before him was a teenager, he assumed a boy. Wearing a black fedora, a blue spacesuit like mask that had to be made of reinforced glass, with a jet black neck device that resembled the portable life support device that All for One wore during his attack. He also wore a white dress shirt without a tie unbuttoned on the top two buttons. A black long coat trimmed with a gold looking fabric over the dress shirt with black pants that gave the businesses vibe. The punching hero couldn't get a good look at anything else he was wearing footwear wise, however that really wouldn't matter. "My first example will have to be you. For that I feel bad for you."

"Bastard! Who are you, stop stealing the spotlight!?" The crowd booed the new masked person before a duo in metal suits ran into the area. A female in a orange and black model with long flowing black hair and brown eyes. As well as a male blonde with a green and brown suit came in fast as they dispersed the crowd as quick as it formed earlier.

"Who I am? Well I'll give you the simplest of answers for that simple question. You all may call me Don Quirkless." Kishi, behind the spaceman like mask had a, very questionable smile on his face. He just couldn't believe it was finally time to live out this goal of his. It felt, thrilling, as if everything that could tell him yes was going off at the same time. Steam came out of the ports on the device he wore around his neck. "If you just relay my message I guess I can let you go." Deathgoro just lifted his fist before making a dash towards the new threat before him before making a shift to take out the woman of the group. Only to see from the corner of his eye the Don's leg bulk up and him close the distance between the two of them. Kishi's leg would start producing lightning as he struck the hero. Muscles tensing as the kick just shocked Deathgoro's body leaving the punching hero yelling in pain. "W-What is this…"

Kishi smiled behind the mask as he began to speak. "Deadly Leg: Hybrid Engine - Taser." He did like his taser variants of quirks but this one was a preferred special move. It combined the quirks of Electrify and Engine for a quick kick with the shock to disable an opponent's muscles. Oh boy did it disable, his heroic opposition was unable to even flinch as up from Kishi's sleeve branches grew wildly, seemingly harmless as it didn't have any control behind it. That would be how it appeared till they lit up, the branches were covered in nitroglycerin sweat. Gotta thank that Katsuki Bakugou for having a bone crusher handshake he was the easiest person to get a silver from. "Deadly hand: Forest of Mines!"

Deathgoro landed back on his feet albeit a tad bit burned. It did bother, no unnerved him at what this crook just did. This criminal did not use just one or two quirks, but four. Quirk marriages could only dream fondly of doing such a thing. He was also so fluid despite the noted shaking after using the combos, possibly recoil. That many quirks had to have drawbacks, however seeing how fast he was fighting he did not want a dragged out brawl. That did seem like the plan to go as he threw a punch, not holding back. "Steamroll 20 Ton Stopper!"

Kishi's body expanded getting hit by the force of the hero's special attack, it was stronger that he imagined. His form condensed back to normal as a bit of blood dripped from between his teeth. While he was in theory stronger than the hero in abilities and firepower. It didn't make up for the years of experience Deathgoro had fighting was just engraved into that single punch. Also while he had shock absorption it didn't mean he didn't feel the force of punches, his body just was able to handle more punishment. Unlike Noumu who basically had his nerves cut off when he became brainless, Kishi could still feel things despite his best efforts over the six month period. It didn't help he didn't prepare for this fight as well as he originally did. The soda he drank earlier meant his engine attack was a one time thing, as well as him foolishly placing too much nitroglycerin on the branches and not fortifying his hand. However the hero just was lucky at the moment, this was Kishi's first fight against against one of these elites. This next assault would be less sloppy, he spread apart his legs dragging his feet against the ground. Once his feet were shoulder length apart he lifted his hands, dominate hand in front of the other. Deathgoro took a lunge as Kishi lit up his front hand to cause an explosion momentum reinforced chop to the neck of the punching hero. Kishi followed up with a quick few jabs before getting slugged in the face by the heroes signature punch. Body expanding and condensing as it reeled from the bow. Having enough with his right arm hardening Kishi had enough giving his own haymaker launching the hero back. The force of the blow causing a shock wave breathing into a building behind his target. "Pacific Rimshot!"

The crowed gasped as blood dripped down from the crowd as Deathgoro started to bleed, he only stayed conscious due to the headband of the hero outfit. That kid had to at least double in strength to throw a punch like that, it made the hero assume that his opponent was well trained and holding back. "That wasn't everything you had was it." The strength quirk user spit out a tooth, oh were the recovery specialists going to be mad fixing that, if they even could.

"Perceptive hero. As expected from a hero of justice...yeah that wasn't really a Pacific Rimshot, but I didn't have a cool name for that one. Maybe Indian Invoke or something? Oh well I guess I'll crank up from fifteenth percent to twenty, see if you can handle the jump eh?" Kishi lifted his arms electricity flashing over one hand, the right hardening up as the two combatants rushed the other. Kishi's mind only had one thing play through his mind. Checkmate. He used mini explosions to direct his blocks and chops. While one would think in a cross counter of blows a punch would be more effective, while punches had more power. It was easier to transition to a block using chops as there was no time wasted opening the palms of your hands, people always took Kishi for only a boxer, well least what he didn't remove from his file hacking into the hero/civilian index. To an outsider it might be that the two were evenly matched, but it was apparent that Deathgoro was slowing down much faster than his opponent. His muscles unable to withstand the electricity fully tensing up as a right hook finally sent him to the ground, unable to move.

Just the first of the heroes to fall.

However. It wasn't a true victory to Kishi, he sad he would only use twenty percent. However the weakest of the pro heroes forced him to use a total of thirty-nine percent give or take two percent. He scowled taking odd the mask to clean it, his face dripping coughed up blood. "Queen Cage, Tracks."

The speedy comrade came over with railroad like burn marks in his skid. A new girl would walk over with a baseball hat in hand. She had long black hair which was dyed midway down to the tip in a neon pink and covered by a red baseball cap. Her face was covered by pair of shades as well as a black skull tattooed on her right cheek, Queen Cage really didn't try to hide her face. She wore a small shirt that was torn up to have no sleeves and show off her midriff. To keep her despise the norm vibe she also wore short shorts that were torn up and show way too much, not that her boss complained. Although a big factor was, she was the only one in the group her leader's age. "Yo boss, just because we're scared enough to let you lead us, doesn't mean we respect you enough to listen. Aside Mr. choo choo over here. So order me again and I'll kill you!" She pointed her bat at her leader only to be smacked in the face with his mask.

"Don't talk, just obey Cage. Tracks perimeter clear." Kishi looked over to the only member of his team he assembled that "respected" him. As Cage grumbled picking up her boss' mask and pulling out spray paint.

"Of course Don, we have 6 minutes to escape." Tracks was straight to the point, nothing to flashy when he talked. It was admirable in Kishi's eyes. He was only one who actually got the North American usage to the word don anyways.

"Good. Delta, Prima! We're getting out of here, Tracks groups of two." After the deed was done Tracks rushed off the 4 of them in two trips in the matter of four minutes total.

…Not leaving a trace.


Well thats that, hopefully this was worth the wait, as stated before I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review, favorite follow and possibly add this to you alerts if you want. Heck PM me questions, I really enjoy feedback and possibly more people to help with this story. Titanswestside is a busy guy and I don't want to waste it over trival stuff or just when he is writing his own story. Anyways...

New Quirks/Slivers Mentioned/Used this chapter:

Kishi:

All for One: Explosion: Strengths: Allows the user to excrete sweat similar to nitroglycerin from their palms and ignite it to create various explosions at will, especially for innovative uses such as propelling oneself. The more the user sweats, the more powerful the explosions are. Weaknesses: It takes more sweat to produce effective explosions. It will eventually result in wearing out the user's palm due to direct skin contact, causing pain to the user's arm and shoulder. Additionally, creating explosions with both arms at the same time causes their overall strength to disperse between both limbs, leading to individually weaker blasts.

All for One: Electrification: Strengths: Gives the ability to emit electricity out of the body as a sort of aura that electrocutes anyone through contact. Weaknesses: If the user exceeds his wattage limit, they will short circuits his own brain, becoming a lunkhead for one hour and being unable to fight back until the user recovers from this state.

All for One: Gale: The user has power over the wind. They can create incredible gusts of wind. Access to flight, and produce air cannons. Weaknesses: The user cannot defend or attack while flying with this quirk. This quirk can only be activated with one hand.

All for One: Hardening: Strengths: Gives the use the power to harden any part of their body. The ability not only protects the user from physical attacks, but also from heat and shock waves. It can be used as both the strongest defense and the strongest attack. Weakness: Can only be used one part of the body. The other drawback to the Quirk is that there is a limit to how much damage the hardened skin can withstand, causing the hardening to slowly dissipate.

Tracks/Shinkan Saisen: Bullet Train: Strengths: Gives the ability to run at 320km/h as well as produce blue sparks from the users feet while running. Weaknesses: Unable to make sharp turns. After running for more than 10 minutes the user needs a coolant to cool down their body.

(For reading this far here's a treat)

Queen Cage/Haruhi Yakyu: Specification: Strengths: Allows the user to make anything into a sphere capable of being touched despite what it was originally. Revert back to original state after hitting an object not near half a meter near user. Weaknesses: It does not work on animals and humans. The user has a limit to making only 30 sphere at a time, skin will tear and appear to have open slash wounds if limit is surpassed.

Other members of Kishi's team:

Delta/John Dao

Prima/ Jane Dao