Sorry my update was slow this time. This one was really hard to write. Thanks for all the reviews they mean a whole lot to me! There was a lot that I wasn't sure how to approach but I just don't see it ending any other way. In lighter news, I got engaged! I'll keep this short. Remember you've been warned!
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It was great to feel of use.
Asola wandered the labyrinth of alleys toward the bar all the while swelling with pride. Not only had she gotten the job, but because of her qualifications from when she was still in school she had actually gotten a position a bit higher up. How convenient that she already had her background check done a couple of weeks ago for her old job. After a brief training period she would be working with the number hero insurance agency. She would be able to gain access to all sorts of personal information for the heroes that reported in to her. It was just a waiting game until she had their home addresses. Shigaraki will be so pleased, she thought to herself before stopping that train of thought in its tracks. No need for all that.
She was getting much better at navigating her way here. Midoriya was right that she needed to be training her ability to take in all of her surroundings as well as her body. It was astounding they ways in which that kid inspires everyone around him. Just in the little time that they had been staying here everyone in the league that trained anywhere near him was inspired. He is such an asset, and she was excited to be one as well. Asola hummed with excitement as she turned the handle to the bar and it opened to reveal that no one was home. It made her sad for a moment, but seeing that Kurogiri left her a note filled her with a strange warmth. This was probably what it was like to have a family. Or close friends. Neither of which she had much experience with.
With a sigh, she decided to try to find the router to set up her laptop on the internet for work. Wifi wasn't going to work and Kurogiri told her it wouldn't be a problem to set her up in the bar office for a few hours a day to get her work done. After setting her bag down on the bar and pulling out her laptop, Asola twisted the handle to the office and creaked it open slowly. She'd never been in here before.
It took her a second to find the light switch but as she flipped it the office was revealed to be completely normal. There was a long desk stretched across the far wall. It had a desktop computer attached with the screensaver currently running. There were papers and files in assorted piles around, and the router setting atop a small printer blinking familiarly. She scooter some files to the side and sat down her laptop and started running a wire from the router and plugged it in. The process jiggled the mouse of the desktop and the sudden change made her jump and squeak a little before chuckling at herself and continuing with her work. She didn't look at the screen on principal. That was Shigarakis' computer and whatever he left up on the screen was not her business. She made a point to turn away from his desktop screen while settling into the chair and fiddling with her laptop, all the while mumbling to herself.
"Stupid computer...you need to cooperate, I cannot afford to replace you.. C'mon what good are you if your helpless and broken..cut me some slack-" A sudden noise cut off her mumbling.
"You must be Asola." The disembodied voice made her jump and actually scream this time while looking around frantically.
"What?!" It took a moment for her to realize it was coming from Shigarakis' computer, she turned and saw a mask moving slightly, "Oh, I'm sorry… I.. didn't know you were...in here?"
"It's quite alright. We were going to meet eventually." All for One responded plainly.
There was something about watching explosions from the rooftop with Shigaraki that made Izuku feel alive. Up until this moment there was a part of him that was worried he wouldn't have the stomach to be a villain, but those doubts had drifted away in the sea of chaos before them. His eyes broke away from the scene for a moment to look at Shigaraki who was also focused ahead. He looked slightly annoyed in that way he always did, but Izuku could tell he was happy. They were working with the Hero Killer and Kurogiri said it was all thanks to him.
Now they just had to keep track of the guy, which was proving a bit more difficult than expected. Shigaraki wanted him to watch the Hero Killer attack whoever his target was tonight, but he seemed to have left them behind. Izuku could understand, he didn't seem happy about Shigaraki wanting to bring the Nomu along to the city, but his boss always got what he wanted and brought them along anyway. This temporary truce may be just that regardless of his own intervention. Those two men just didn't seem to be able to get along well enough to work together.
Izuku spotted a glimpse of the pro hero Native in the alleyway and he knew immediately that was where the Hero Killer had to be. Izuku nudged Shigaraki a bit and motioned over to the fight. Shigaraki didn't show any appreciation other then a glance his way before turning his attention toward one of his Nomu in the distance.
"You can get good notes from here?" Shigaraki stated in a voice that reminded Izuku of his old athletics coach. It wasn't a question and Izuku walked to a place where he could get a better view. The Hero Killer was incredible and Native was done for. It looked like one scratch was all it took and then the hero was stunned in place. Izuku huffed, that wasn't enough information. How was he supposed to show his worth after gaining absolutely no new information on the Hero Killer. This wouldn't do.
"Can I go down there?" Izuku asked.
"Got Quirkless?" Kurogiri questioned.
"Yes." Izuku answered with enthusiasm while tapping it lightly. Kurogiri opened a portal without another word and right before Izuku disappeared though it Shigaraki patted his shoulder and whispered something in his ear that sent chills down his spine. So this was it, he knew something like this had to be coming eventually but he figured he'd have more time. It wasn't a request. It was an order.
"Don't hesitate to use it, Midoriya."
"A child wearing a suit?" The Hero Killer questioned. Izuku stopped in his tracks and ducked behind the dumpster at the end of the alley to listen. Any information he can get about this man will be useful for the league. Izuku listened intently as the conversation continued. "Who are you?"
"I am the brother of an incredible hero who you attacked!" The kid answered as he struggled to stand up, "He's the best older brother anyone could hope for. I have come to stop you, because he can't anymore." He slammed his fist to his chest, Izuku knew he looked familiar but couldn't get a good look at his face, "You're going to remember my name for as long as you live! I am Ingenium and I will defeat you! That I will promise!"
"Then so be it. Die." The Hero Killer responded plainly. Izuku shifted to try to get a better look at the scene in time to see the kid propel forward and screaming something Izuku didn't hear well. The Hero Killer dodged it easily and kicked him in the side. Izuku thought he may have said something but he couldn't hear. Being this far away from the action was a pain, but he was worried the Hero Killer would hold back if he knew he was being watched.
"You're a weakling, just like he was." It happened so fast. The boy was down on the ground and the Hero Killer had his blade through his shoulder. Izuku still couldn't tell what the guys quirk was but his physical abilities were off the charts. He couldn't wait for a proper opportunity to analyze him. Hopefully he would get the chance once all this business was finished.
"You aren't heroes, you have no right to be called that. Both of you are nothing but fakes." That got Izuku listening he turned his body so he could peek a bit more out from behind the dumpster to see. The kids head was in full view and Izuku finally remember where he knew him from. This was the kid from class 1A with Kacchan. Looks like they are all turning out to be a bad bunch. The thoughts got his blood boiling.
"...paralyzed him from the waist down…" It was hard to hear what 1A kid was saying and Izuku has lost interest. This was one of Kacchans' friends. The thought made him sick as he listened to the kid monologue about his brother until he finished "...I'LL KILL YOU!"
"Shouldn't you be worried about saving that guy?" The Hero Killer stated while pointing at Native struggling on the ground. Izuku smiled widely. The Hero Killer was right and it made him so happy. He knew he was on the right path, look at the state of the Pro heroes? And now even the students are kids like this one and Kacchan. They needed to be eliminated. "So busy with your grudge you forgot about him. You plan on using your quirk only for yourself. Completely blinded by a selfish desire for revenge. You're about as far away from being a hero as I can imagine. And that's why you'll die tonight."
The Hero Killer licked his blade and 1A kid could no longer move. Got him. Izuku thought as he finally got a grasp on his quirk. He knew it wasn't just about the cut, if it was that simple he wouldn't need to be so good with his swords. This man just keeps getting more interesting by the second. Izuku pulled out his notebook and began scribbling notes while also trying to keep an eye on the scene ahead. The Hero Killer was going to kill that kid and then move on to Native. Maybe once he is finished he'll be willing to talk about his quirk some! The excitement got Izuku mumbling to himself and before he knew it he'd blown his cover and halted the execution.
"What are you doing here?" The Hero Killer questioned. The boy on the ground tried to plead with Izuku to run away or something and Native stayed strangely quiet as if he could tell they knew each other.
"Sorry," Izuku chuckled lightly while standing up and scratching his head nervously, "I didn't mean to interrupt. Your speech was really good, I was taking notes."
"Notes?" The Hero Killer looked at the notebook in his hand and sighed. He was about to continue further before the kid on the ground interrupted again, urging Midoriya to run away from this villain and get to safety.
"It's people like you I should be worried about." Izuku spat hatefully at the boy on the ground before turning back to the Hero Killer, "I'm sorry I interrupted. Please continue." The fact that he was going to continue to take notes was implied.
The Hero Killer returned to the kid on the ground and made one last speech before raising his blade to strike. He really loves speeches, Izuku added to his notes musingly before noticing that Native was starting to move behind the Hero Killer.
It all happened in a flash.
Before Izuku could say a word Native had broken free of the Hero Killers quirk and was sneaking up behind him in a flash. The boy on the ground was looking up, his face twisted in fear and anger before noticing the movement of the Pro and relaxing a little. The Hero Killer raised his sword and finished the kid on the ground quickly, preparing his second blade to counter the attack from Native. But his sword never made contact. Instead Native fell backward onto the onto the pavement with a bullet hole dead center of forehead. Izuku continued to hold Quirkless still smoking from being fired.
