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Call Me… Deku

Chapter 7

Midoriya stood quietly in the hallway that led away from the bar area as Stain and Shigaraki talked. Every part of his brain was screaming for him to intervene; Tomura wasn't sticking to the script Deku had written at all. He was supposed to be convincing him to join them, but he obviously wasn't ready for tactful manipulation, certainly not with someone as smart and driven as the Hero Killer.

Izuku could hear their conversation becoming more heated, Kurogiri attempting to calm Shigaraki to no avail. He smirked to himself, knowing it wouldn't be long before Stain attacked them. Of course, he knew exactly how the quirk 'Blood Curdle' worked, but his comrades didn't, they'd get taken down and he could set his own plan into action.

Deku had initially built his scheme around Stain either being convinced to join their group or simply used as a pawn, but then he'd gone and attacked Ingenium. Midoriya didn't have any particular feelings for Tenya, and neither did Todoroki, but from his expansive research, he knew that the Pro Hero was one of the good ones.

Tensei did live in a large house and had plenty of air time but he saved people because it was the right thing to do and people followed him because he was a good person as well as a leader. Stain might not have thought Ingenium was 'worthy', but Midoriya did, and he was pissed that the hero had been disabled.

The villain Deku didn't tolerate any mistakes, even from people that weren't working for him. He fully intended to help Tenya get his revenge while simultaneously tying Stain to their League to further his Master's dream.

Sure enough, he heard Tomura being knocked to the ground and crying out as he was stabbed. Kurogiri also hissed in pain, but it was much more subdued, Deku figured it was just a small slice to his flesh rather than something deep enough to actually hurt him.

Midoriya continued waiting out of sight with a bored expression as Stain licked the blood, his 'comrades' freezing once the quirk was activated. He idly checked his watch, wondering if the Hero Killer had even noticed his poorly hidden presence or not.

"I know you're there. Come out." Stain ordered, his voice filled with malice.

Deku straightened his bright green tie and adjusted his gloves before stepping around the corner, leaning a shoulder on the wooden edge lazily. He could see the challenging stare Stain was giving him and sent one of his own back. Izuku told himself that he would not loose; he had too much to prove to too many people.

"Heh! You're just a kid wearing a big boy's suit. Get out of here before you get hurt." the Hero Killer chided, his glare morphing into a smirk.

"I'm a villain, same as you. Call me Deku," Midoriya stated blandly. "And I'm not the one at the disadvantage here… If you're not going to join our group I suggest you leave."

Stain sneered at him, twisting the blade in Tomura's shoulder without remorse. "This one lacks conviction. I can see it in your eyes though, you're different. A boy like you-"

"I said that my name is Deku. Not 'boy'. If you're so sure you can beat me, then try it." Midoriya interrupted, maintaining his bored attitude.

The Hero Killer stood from where he hovered over Shigaraki, pulling out yet another long, serrated sword to point at Midoriya. "If you're trying to win me over, interrupting me with false confidence won't work."

Deku let out a hollow scoff and rolled his eyes.

"You know, researchers say that natural human reflexes allow a person to rush someone with a gun before they can shoot as long as they're within twenty feet. By my calculations…" he stated, pulling out a fully loaded pistole and aiming. "You're twenty-five feet away Stain, and your quirk doesn't let you move faster than the average person."

The Hero Killer grinned widely but lowered his blade in defeat. "Do you think threatening will work better for you, boy?"

Midoriya flashed a fake smile, tilting his head to the side cutely. "Of course not. I just don't like a hypocrite who goes on about his convictions and doesn't live up to them. I don't think our League actually needs someone who makes such blatant mistakes."

Stain's smile quickly warped into anger, letting Midoriya know he'd hit a nerve. "And what mistake is that?"

"Awww… Poor little Hero Killer doesn't know what he did wrong? That makes you the worst kind of liability. As much as I'd like to explain your failure to uphold your ideals, I really have a lot of work to do to find someone more suited for the open position. If you'd let these two go then we can drop you back off in Hosu… Maybe you'll get it right this next time."

Stain growled, his eyes narrowed dangerously at Izuku. No one had spoken to him like that in a long time or lived afterward. But it was now evident that Deku truly wasn't worried, and as long as the gun was trained on him the young villain had the upper hand. He'd underestimated him.

"You'll regret this, Deku." He seethed, letting Tomura and Kurogiri free.

Midoriya felt pride swell in his chest from hearing Stain say his villain name. He'd proven himself to the fanatic, even if he'd done so by pissing him off. "Come on Kurogiri…" he giggled, clicking the safety off of his weapon, "take our guest back to Hosu before I change my mind and kill him."


"Damn it, Deku!" Tomura growled, holding his shoulder carefully. "What the hell was that?"

Midoriya rolled his eyes as he typed away on his laptop. He was searching through cameras to find where Stain had slunk off to after being warped away. "It's all a game Tomura. Now, for us to win this round I need you to take some Nomu's to Hosu and make a scene. I'll take care of the rest."

Shigaraki hissed in annoyance but turned to the screen to negotiate with their Master about how many Nomu's he could have.

"Kurogiri, I'm going to need you to drop me off here…" Deku called, pointing to coordinates on the screen.

"Do you really think it's wise to follow the Hero Killer after making him so angry with you? He said you would regret your words and I don't think he is the type to go back on his." The warp gate responded.

Deku turned to him and blinked a couple of times. He really did appreciate that Kurogiri always had his best interest at heart. He, Master, and Todoroki were the only ones that seemed to care about his wellbeing now that he'd left his mother behind and Bakugo… maybe.

But if he didn't hold true to his new, sociopath persona, then he'd never be given the respect he needed to either take over for Master or be Tomura's right-hand man. So, he refused to outwardly acknowledge the concern and instead gave him 'the look'.

The Warp Gate backed away and nodded, mumbling about checking on Tomura's progress before they left. Izuku also got up and grabbed his bag, stepping through the portal once it opened.

Midoriya could hear a fight going on in the alleyway below him as soon as he stepped onto the roof and decided to change. He had time before Tenya would undoubtably show up, and he didn't want to ruin his clothes in the ensuing fight.

He smiled to himself as he pulled out his villain costume, the one he'd designed himself for such situations. The black slacks and vest, white shirt with a nice colorful tie were perfect for his usual exploits, but he couldn't help but get excited thinking about switching it up.

His fight suit was dark green and had cut out shoulders, with white lines on the torso that ran down the side of his thighs. He still wore black gloves, but they were fingerless, his prints having long been seared off to prevent anyone from figuring out he was still alive. The gloves were connected to white sleeves that stopped just over his biceps, allowing his strong shoulders to peak out.

Midoriya slipped everything else on before finishing his attire with a metal mouthpiece that dueled as an air filter/voice changer and a red belt to hold his many gadgets, knives, and guns. The suit itself was a material he'd asked a new friend to make for him. It was fireproof, could melt ice, absorb and redistribute shockwaves of all kinds, and of course, showed off his chiseled physique.

Tenya's voice rang out, signaling that it was just about time to get this party started.

Deku [Tuesday; 8:54 PM]: 4-2-10 Ekou Street, Hosu City.

Midoriya could practically see Todoroki's heterochromatic eyes widening when he saw the little icon switch to 'read'. Part of him wondered if his spy would actually show up since he was with his father, but he had an inkling that he would. Shoto would never disappoint him.

He looked over the edge of the building so that he could examine how Tenya was doing. "Not that well…" he mused quietly. Taking a few preparatory breathes, he jumped down, landing easily despite the substantial height.

"Stain!" he called, making sure to stay in the shadows so that he couldn't really be seen. He giggled when the man's almost single-minded attention was ripped away from Iida. "Attacking children this time… Really, I thought you had standards…"

The Hero Killer turned towards him menacingly, his long tongue flicking out like he could already taste his blood. "Look at his eyes… filled with vengeance instead of worry for that false Pro. He is unworthy. I'll kill you next for slighting my dream."

"Ouch. I'm hurt! Oh wait, that's right; I'm not a hero, am I? I'm a villain." Midoriya countered. He could hear his spy's tracking device beeping in his earpiece, letting him know he'd be there soon.

Technically, he couldn't step in and help Tenya himself, as that would ruin his whole plan. But Todoroki could. It would simultaneously support his cover as a hero in training, get Stain framed as part of their League, and hopefully force Todoroki to use his fire quirk in combat, something he'd still been hesitant to do.

"Tenya?" Shoto shouted, finally making it to the alley. His eyes flickered between his classmate, the Hero Killer, and the small, muscled form that was swaddled in darkness. It only took him a moment to realize the third person was Deku and he stopped short, waiting for instructions. He could feel his stomach twisting painfully, wondering why exactly he'd been texted.

Midoriya had only sent an address, so he wasn't sure who he was supposed to be attacking. It could be Tenya to prove his allegiance or Stain and Midoriya because they were both villains. He'd never killed anyone before and the thought of doing it now so suddenly worried him.

"Well, well… another hero showing up. Looks like you've got quite a fight on your hands Stain..." Midoriya explained covertly. He could practically feel Todoroki relaxing at his words, so he continued. "The League of Villains takes care of their own as long as they are still useful. Unfortunately, you've drawn far too much attention to yourself for my liking…"

Stain growled at him, realizing he was going to be tied to their organization whether he liked it or not. If Todoroki, Tenya, or Native got away, they'd make sure to tell the cops what Deku had said, and his word would mean nothing compared to theirs.

But he had to smile as well. Even in the dark, he could see the light in Midoriya's eyes sparkling brightly. Whether they agreed or not, the kid had conviction and was going to do what was necessary to see the change he desired, just like him.

Stain prepared himself to attack. If it was going to come down to a battle of wills then he wouldn't simply roll over; he lunged at Deku.


Todoroki snuck onto the roof of the hospital, having received another text from Midoriya earlier that night. He only had an arm injury, so he felt a little silly showing up in a gown and slippers, but he didn't really have a choice. His father hadn't brought him a change of clothes and his costume was off-limits.

"Deku?" he called quietly, looking around for his boss. He felt a hand on his shoulder and a knife pressing into the skin of his back soon after. Without thinking, he stilled, holding up both hands in surrender.

"Not even a flicker of fire or ice… That's not good my little spy. Your first reaction to someone jumping you should be to attack" Midoriya stated, his voice soft as he rested his chin on Todoroki's shoulder.

"Even if it's you?" Shoto asked. He was vaguely aware that he wasn't even nervous that Deku might actually plunge the blade into his spine this time. He trusted him now, and he hoped that he was earning Deku's trust as well.

Izuku smiled into the crook of his neck before pulling away and sauntering off to the edge of the building, dangling his legs over the side. He patted the ground for Todoroki to come too, almost looking relaxed as the wind blew his messy hair around.

"Hmm… Well, I guess if you're sure it's me then you probably shouldn't give me a reason to kill you... But that's enough reprimanding for now. You did very well last night; you showed up on time, waited for my instructions, and came up with a very convincing cover story for why you suddenly ran off from Endeavors group. I'm proud of you Shoto…"

Todoroki felt his heart flutter with happiness; that was the best compliment he'd ever gotten. "Thank you, Deku…"

Midoriya smiled at him again as he got comfortable. It wasn't that long ago that Todoroki would have been internally questioning the safety of sitting on the edge of a skyscraper with him. "So, I expect updates on how your classmate's internships went and any improvements in their skill set. Also, as soon as school resumes it's time for the next phase of my plans with Kacchan."

Todoroki nodded with a little shy smile and took the notebook Midoriya had retrieved from his backpack. He flipped through it, filled with curiosity and amusement. "So, this is what we were doing that night you broke into his room?"

"Mhmm" Midoriya giggled, bumping his shoulder into Shoto's like a little kid. "What do you think? I think it's going to be really fun."

Shoto switched his gaze from the detailed plans to Midoriya, easily making eye contact with the teens green orbs. Despite Deku's words, there was conflict in them, more than he'd ever seen before. He could see a deranged need to make Bakugo pay for what had obviously been several terrible years of bullying, but there was also actual love there too.

"You've not felt it necessary to tell me what your final plan for Bakugo is, and I've never been gifted with knowing how to maneuver through interpersonal relationships. I trust your judgment that this plan will be 'fun' as you put it."

Deku turned, planting one foot on the roof and letting the other stay where it was over the side of the building. His full attention was on Todoroki, green eyes boring into him with an intense expectancy. "I want to know your honest opinion, Shoto. Why do you think I'm doing this?"

The dual user thought carefully before answering, re-examining every conversation he'd had with Deku about his goals for the League and Kacchan.

"I… I'm not sure exactly, Deku. You say you love him and I can remember multiple instances where that sentiment seemed to be true. So, I don't understand why you're rubbing salt into his wounds when Bakugo has shown significant remorse for how he treated you."

Todoroki swallowed hard when Izuku's gaze didn't waiver, analyzing him like an object rather than a person.

"But…" He continued, "I also think that you have a strong sense of justice, even if it has been warped by villainy. While Bakugo has made progress, he still exhibits the same pride that led him to bully you in the first place."

Midoriya rubbed his chin thoughtfully, his eyes finally losing the last of their vulnerability and turning dark once more. "That's a very astute observation, little spy. But, I think you've missed a key part of my motivations…"

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