Hey... It's me... The author... Making a canon for the second time in this fanfic of mine. Hi. Did you miss me? I hope not. OUCH! Okay, okay, I hope you all ready for the new chapter of 'The Quirk Underworld'.
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Ugh... Enough with that, now, let's get on to the author's note. This time, it comes directly from the author. Uh... Well. Okay. There was a person who gave four... No. Wait. Three interesting reviews that I'd gladly answer... Not... ARGH! OKAY! OKAY! Sorry...
So firstly, Mr or Ms. Cloy552. Toga did came to join the League of Villains after Stain's arrest, no mystery to that, but in this fanfic Izuku is still at his age of fourteen which means the things leading up to that point hadn't happened yet. And the League of Villains was never even introduced until the unforeseen simulation joint arc, but we know that All-For-One made Tomura and Kurogiri gather allies. It was seen in chapter one that Toga is already an occupant of a pub in Kamino Ward, the reason for that is explained in chapter eight, The Etymology of Toga Himiko. When Kurogiri said that All-For-One, in chapter seven called with an alias 'Sensei', sent her to them with orders. Thus, making her the first ally Kurogiri and Tomura has.
Secondly, if anyone's wondering why Meltdown is hunting Izuku at the police station. Trying to kill him. Well. I can't say anything about that. All I can say is that Mister J sent him to do so. But the reason why he did such thing will be explained, trust me. I refuse to give spoilers. Also, imagine this, you're in a world of possibilities and miracles, you are suddenly spared by a mad woman, whom you know nothing about of, how do you know that that woman is not in the room with you at any time?
And lastly, about the Quirk transfer thing, if anyone's wondering how's that possible. You probably not know this, but I'm maniacally chuckling. Remember when I say I wanted a more M. Night Shyamalan kind of twist? Well... You just wait. A little hint, let's just say Toga didn't really give him a Quirk, capiche?
And so... Thus ends the author's notes.
What? You think of me as some kind of idiot? Of course I remember to tell them about my disclaimer for the BNHA universe.
As an truthful author, I say this from the bottom of my heart. Or... Whatever's in there now... I am, honestly, thankful for your kind gestures. Your follows and favorites are very supportive, much like your review. So please, review, and read on.
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It has been a month since the day the hurricane strikes, they say that there were about five hundred people that died that day. But the truth is, they only found sixty four bodies.
Bodies that are hanging from trees, bodies that are drowned in river, bodies that are crushed inside houses, and bodies that are found several miles from the epicenter. From these death tolls, there are some victims that have never been found. Their families mourned their deaths, knowing that nothing comes out of the hurricane alive. Like it or not, people would rather think that the ones who are missing have rested in peace, they'd rather not to live with the guilt of knowing that there's nothing they could do now if some of them are even alive.
And so, these broken families, these other victims of the hurricane, needed someone to be blamed.
Then came the rumor that spreads around the feeds of a social media site, an anonymous from the internet had spread out the word, or rather, a question. The question that makes most people angry.
Where was All Might?
Internet chat rooms, many people from different countries went in on the story. Someone came in to throw in one of their useless opinions in the sea of garbage made out of ones and zeros, the usual stuff. But when it comes to the topic where the word 'All Might' and 'Hurricane' is in the same sentence, all hell breaks loose.
And just like that, the rumor spreads. It's very troubling for the pro heroes these days, knowing that they too had no control over the disaster and the deaths that happened that day.
A pro hero, with the alias 'Eraserhead', named Aizawa Shouta, finds these as one of the things that made the media annoying.
"You look somewhat unrecognizable…" Said a woman's voice, bringing the man out of his trance.
As he looked behind him, towards the entry door of the waiting room, where a woman whose face was touched by youth stood. The woman wore a light grey suit and a matching colored pencil skirt, the white shirt under her suit had a loose button making her bust seem much bigger. Her blue eyes twinkling under her glasses, her spiky black hair falls to her waist, and her smile seemed to hide a certain worry under her beauty.
"Your collar is open…" Aizawa said bluntly.
The woman pouted. "I can't breathe well in tight clothes!"
Aizawa said dots, he shook it off and looked towards a more important matter. "You're early, Kayama-san. I expect the others is waiting behind the door?" Aizawa said.
"No, I'm here alone, went with my new car. What about you?" Kayama said, twirling her car keys.
Aizawa stared it with a bit of uncertainty, his dull and dry eyes averted back towards the woman. "No, I went here alone."
Kayama nodded at him, she looked past Aizawa towards another door, which looked like it made her anxious. Aizawa took note of this, he brushed his hand back to fix his long slick hair and keep it stuck at a slicked back position. He strolled around the waiting room one more time, taking as much time as possible to keep his mind occupied.
He went back to remembering the day the hurricane strikes, his memory is a little faded as to what had happen. Knowing that maybe it's best to try not to look back to it, even his colleagues said that they'd rather have themselves to move on and not bother with remembering, but the problem with it was that he wasn't actually capable to hide the truth anymore.
For he knew why All Might wasn't there that day, and it's not the fact that his guilt is getting over him, that's another thing, but it was because of the restless group of journalists still on his trail trying to put anything he says about the hurricane or All Might out of context just for the sake of money.
Not only did these people are getting him on the edge of his patience, they are also getting smarter. They have been suspicious towards him and the other pro heroes, which was understandable due to their lack of cooperativity on the topic of 'the truth'.
It's not that he's not sorry for these greedy bastards that deserves a door slammed at their faces every once in a while, he's kind of sorry for the people they say they represent in. He's kind of sorry for the way the media lied to them with false articles and headlines, and he's kind of sorry for not being able to tell the truth himself.
And now, a massacre happened, and it really pissed him off when he heard that no heroes had successfully apprehended the criminal in fault. Since they say that he 'disappeared'.
This must have something that had to do with the Underworld, the tabooed, those who must not be speak of. But there was a doubt inside of him too, knowing how the Underworld can be, it's most likely that they would not just attack something with no reason.
But the boy he saw in the morning live news a few days ago saying that he's also linked to the police station explosion, and he doubted about that too, most likely because it's one of the news channel he disliked. How could someone like that, a child even, be linked in any kind to the most powerful underground organization?
What the hell is actually going on?
About a few minutes later, while the two pro heroes sat in silence on the given chair inside of the waiting room, a knock was heard on the door. No, not the front door, the other one.
Aizawa and Kayama exchanged glances, the shoulder length haired man stood up from his seat, fixed his tie, and walked towards the other door.
A shorter man was waiting on the other side.
Aizawa looked down at the man, puzzled. "Yes?"
"Your party will be called in about half an hour, I suggest you be ready till then…" Said the man, before shuffling away and out of sight.
Aizawa closed the door with a sigh, returning back to his seat.
Kayama looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. "Is it time?"
"No, we still have thirty minutes left to wait for the others…"
"Aren't you a bit scared?"
Aizawa blinked lightly at her. "Why should I? I know that these dumb presses are all just about trying to get the right amount of traffic in their headline sales whether it's from lies or make believe, they'll just record parts of me that'll make me look like the villain here. So why should I be scared of low level criminals?"
"It's not actually like that, you know…" Kayama muttered, her head hung low. "Now, the deputy prime minister is here to watch! What chances do we have to even lie ourselves out of it?"
"Look, Kayama, it's not about the government, politicians, or even the monarchy anymore." Aizawa told her. "It's about the people, broken and angry, and of course, automatically, heroes like us aren't considered true to them anymore. We are one party while the other party is the community that criticizes the other, and what do you think they'll do if they find out all that has been said is a lie?"
"That won't happen, Aizawa…" Said another voice in the room, a much deeper one with a rather dark tone. The two pro heroes at the seats look towards the entrance door and saw that several people had walk in without them noticing.
A skinny man in a clean suit walked towards the two of them. "I've been asked specifically for this meeting, they'll want answers from me so you don't have to worry about saying anything…"
Yagi Toshinori walked over to them with the rest of the party behind him, all built out off several pro heroes. Endeavor, Space Hero 13, Snipe, and much more of the pros came to support their party.
The three of them exchanged unsure looks, Kayama shifted her attention from the skinny Yagi to Aizawa, who stares at her with tired eyes.
"So… When is it starting?" Yagi asked the both of them, his face contorting a bit to that of a worried one. There was also a single trail of sweat running down his skeletal cheek.
"In about twenty five minutes…" Aizawa replied, resting his head on his fist while looking at his watch on the other hand.
"What are you going to tell them then, Toshinori-san?" Kayama asked Yagi.
Yagi seemed a bit uneased at the question, his little beady eyes sunken deep inside his socket gazed off. "I'll tell them what they need, I'll try all I can to get all of this under control…"
"That's good, then…"
Kayama frowned at the both of them. "But… Toshinori-san…"
"If it comes down to that, Miss Kayama, then I have no choice but to tell the truth. For me, a symbol of peace, to be the one who'll cause another hate war is too much of a thought for me to bear. And yes, while I admit that it won't be the wisest choice in the book, considering the rising numbers of villains every week, I won't have any other choice. The worst case scenario is that the people would not consider me as their symbol anymore, but I'm fine with that, as long as people like you two keeps them safe at all times…" Yagi said, ending his speech with a little cough. Which was a bad idea since it made him sprout blood once more. "Although, this might seem a bit off the topic, but I need your help with something…"
Aizawa blinked. "What is it?"
"There was a massacre a few days back, yes? I was wondering if any of you had any idea on what all that was…"
Kayama and Aizawa exchanged glances. "I suppose there was this kid, whoever he was, and he killed his classmates by what seemed to be a blood type Quirk. I don't know anything much about it, but it seemed to me that it's just one of those mood swing cases… Why you ask?" Aizawa said, a bit curious at the question too.
Yagi seemed a bit agitated at that, he looks like he is debating if he should tell the two pro heroes. "I visited an old friend the other day, Naomasa Tsukauchi, he's one of the police station explosion victims."
Aizawa stared at him with his eyebrows furrowed, unable to respond properly, he lets the man continue. With an anxious look, Aizawa went back to the time when he was informed that they had found a mark at the area.
Considering All Might's history with their kind, and the things he'd do to get at them back, Aizawa would have expected the man to do more than just ask for leads.
"I heard the boy was charged with both crimes?"
Kayama nodded. "Yes, but why are you so interested in it? I mean, I get why that should matter to you, the kid's unstable and roaming free in Japan, but shouldn't there be a more important things at hand? I'm sure the other heroes will apprehend him in no time…"
"No." All Might in disguise said, coughing a bit as he realized that he answered a bit too quickly. "I mean… No, it's alright… There's something I must talk with the boy myself…"
Aizawa stared at him in silence, a bit surprised at what he just said. Although it's obvious that an All Might would like to finish things his kind of way, the one with the smile and all, but there was something in his eyes that said that he'd like to talk personally with the said child himself. The reason for this is clear to the other man.
But, he hasn't got a lot of time to think about that. There wasn't enough evidence to support that the Underworld is in fault. There wasn't enough things that'll push them out of their current dark age, and now, the time has come for them to go up towards the spotlight.
The hanging rope awaits.
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"—it was not our intention to let the villain in fault to get away with it, hundreds have been deemed dead at that faithful day and I admit that it was my fault as well for not being able to overpower the hurricane…"
There was an eruption of denials, shouts, and angry calls from the people who came to watch the hero's public confession. Several flashes from hundreds of different cameras took the pictures impatiently as the photographers bumped against each other at the contest of profit, the headline would be dying to get All Might's good side, Toga supposed.
She, and the rest of her partners in crimes, had been watching the news for about a whole three hours, remembering every word that's said until she realized that it's already seven o'clock sharp at night. Frankly, inside of her, she could say that she's frustratingly confused. She cannot decide whether she should be angry at the heroes, or the government.
But as she thought about it, everyone was to blame for something.
"Is it true that on that day, you were absent on the counter attack for the hurricane?" Said a reporter. Toga saw his mic lifted above his head to get All Might's clearer voice.
"All Might! All Might! Number one hero! You said that in your last statement you admit that there is someone else more powerful than you?! How do you cope with that?"
"All Might! JPC reporter here! The villain is still at large in Japan, yes or no? And what will you do about it?"
Toga sighed, mentally talking to herself about her opinion on the media. Of course, she would probably answer to herself… Why bother with something that hates you too?
The girl lifted her head up from her arms which she used as a pillow when she rested her head on the table, Toga licked her chapped lips in distaste as she longed for a cold drink. As she went to sit up straight, she could be seen biting her lips with her fangs, a habit of hers.
Her eyes shifted on one of the corners of the bar, two people are chatting at each other as if trying to debate on which of are going to make dinner tonight, Tomura and Kurogiri are always like that. She loves conflicts, she tends thinks it's fun to watch the tension of the two groups. But as she looked around she got disappointed, not only did she saw Izuku secluded from the rest of the pub on one of the stools next to the counter, there were nobody else on the pub (save for Yuuki, who changed into her cat form while trying to comfort Izuku for the last ten hours) after that awesome, definitely not disgusting incident where Muscular got cut clean in half.
Speaking of which, she could hear him grunting next to her.
"Hey, could you stop that? I'm trying to listen to the news…" Toga sneered, looking at the bloody mess at the floor.
The muscle Quirked man glanced angrily at her, too bad he lost a lower arm and a lower body to do enough damage at this level of overwhelmed. "You ain't even smiling… You look at me, guy torn in half, barely alive, and you still ain't smiling?"
But Toga smiled at that, she found herself unable to hold her own laughs when she again, had her eyes averted back towards the man's missing lower body now covered in roots-like muscles. "Do-ho ho ho ho ho! Are you implying that I'm not even slightly amused at what I'm looking at here?"
"Tch… Why the hell am I supposed to care about your mental illness? Stupid fucking me, asking stupid fucking questions…" Muscular cursed, his red tank top now covered in more blood after Izuku cuts him in half. His muscle-like tendrils are thinning due to the exhaustion of trying to keep the man alive.
Toga found his response as the finishing of their little chat, she went back to minding her own business until she saw Izuku again. The boy was grabbing locks of his forest green hair in stress, while a white cat tapped her paws gently on his knuckles.
"You know, I'm surprised that you're still alive, Muscular. I picked that Quirk for Izuku-kun specifically…" Toga said.
"I ain't going to be put down by some kid…"
Toga scoffed. "If you're not actually legless, you might be able to stand your ground at that statement…"
"DO YOU WANT TO DIE?!"
"INSIDE VOICE. WHEN. IN. THE PUB! GODDAMMIT, I SWEAR, ONE MORE NOISE AND I WILL END YOU!" Tomura furiously shouted with contempt towards the now disabled man.
Toga watched as Muscular stared blankly at the lanky, greyish blue haired man as he turned back to Kurogiri for a chat. Muscular seemed to be stiffing from his posture as he was laid down on the wall for a long time.
Toga, again, turned her attention back to Izuku. Feeling a little bit of bloom inside her heart as she now saw his face after he took his time looking down at himself, of course, Toga could honestly understand why he felt this way.
She went up to him, skipping a bit along the way. "Hiya...!"
The white cat shifted her blue eyes from the boy towards her, a black spot on her right eye seemed to be squinting at the sight of Toga. "What's up?"
Izuku cleared his throat after what seemed like a failed reply. "—ey… Hey…"
Toga stared at him, there was a brief moment when the both of them locked their eyes. The girl did the only thing she could think of, she grinned widely. And Izuku response was, a horrified look.
The cat's facial expressions seemed to give off something that resembles an exasperated sigh, the feline leaped down from the countertop before walking away from the both of them. "Toga, can you come with me?"
Toga waved at Izuku, while still grinning scarily. It was unknown whether that grin was on purpose, or she is actually born with it. Toga followed the cat towards the door which leads to the hallway, humming subconsciously on the way. She finds herself facing the cat in front of her, judging from their position it was sure that Yuuki was not trying to let anyone hear their conversation.
"So… What's going up your alley?" Toga said apathetically, honestly she'd rather be with Izuku at this moment.
"Izuku told me about the time you… Erm… When you killed his three people in front of him. And he also said that he's thankful for saving—" Yuuki stopped mid track, earning a confused head tilt from Toga. "You know what, screw this. What the hell's wrong with you—NO! DON'T ANSWER THAT!"
"But—"
"Listen, Toga, this… Other half of you… It almost got Izuku killed yesterday night… Not that I'm sure that it's possible… B-but there's this part where you're avoiding eye contact with everyone, as if you're trying to hide your guilt, Toga-chan. And… I don't know who I'm even talking to…" Yuuki said with a hint of sadness in her tone, Toga found this particularly curious considering that she's facing with a cat today.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Toga said casually. "There's only me, and nothing else is like me."
"I just… Wanted to ask… Well, I wanted to ask which one of you that gave him a Quirk. It might help him to know what he's actually dealing with…"
"Why would I want to do that?" Toga scoffed, waving Yuuki's words away. "It's thrilling to see him cut another person in half!"
Yuuki went silent. "… You're the one who gave him the Quirk? How did you even do that? It's not even physically possible!"
"Oh… About that… Well, I kind of—"
The two of them stopped when they heard a dimmed sound of an explosion coming from the pub, the both of them did not exactly exchanged looks but it's obvious that they're both are puzzled at what they just heard. The explosion came again, but more static. It was like, it came from the TV.
Yuuki rushed on her four limbs back towards the pub, Toga saw he skittered away in a hurry as she followed suite.
And then they saw both Kurogiri and Tomura, looking at the news with their full attention. Because now, the live public speaking is interrupted with another live news, a footage of destruction and chaos.
Toga felt herself a bit surprised, she heard people talking about this. But when she saw it completely live on TV, it made her wanted to see the things shown with her own naked eyes.
There were these things, monstrous things, with different body size and characteristics, but they're all the same when it comes to destructive power. There were several citizens screaming in fear as a giant black thing lifted a truck and threw it off screen, the thing shrieked a battle call and several other things came to join it in the party. The figures are all quadrupled in limbs, some had wings, some are really buff, and all of them had their brains swollen to an unnatural size and could be shown out of their heads.
Toga smiled, she did not expect this to actually happen. This was truly exhilarating.
"IZUKU!" Yuuki's scream was heard.
Izuku had ran from where he sat, he quickly passed both Kurogiri and Tomura, before facing Toga.
Toga playfully blocked his path, knowing that he was trying to run outside through the only door he knew of. The girl gave a devilish smirk at the young boy, and the other occupants watched the two facing each other face to face.
Toga finds great enjoyment watching him stare at her in puzzlement, disbelief, and fear, she did not care why the boy wanted to go out so much. If anything, she'll take him anywhere. But this time, she wanted the both of them to watch her long awaited movie.
"Where are you going? The movie's about the start!" Toga sneered, earning a blank look from both Kurogiri and Tomura, and a stare of great disappointment from a particular white cat. "Come on! This'll be romantic!"
"H-Himiko-san! Please, I need to get out of here!"
"Why? There's a good seat right over there, we could watch it with perfectly no—"
"MY MOTHER IS IN DANGER, HIMIKO-CHAN! I NEED TO GET THERE AS FAST AS I CAN!" Izuku might not know this, but Toga saw the blood vessels in his eyes are getting redder and redder after he made an outburst.
"Oh?"
"PLEASE! LET ME THROUGH! I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON BUT I JUST NEED TO GET TO HER!"
"She'll be fine, she got the pro heroes don't they? All Might will come to save her, right?" Toga said.
Izuku is loss at words. "W-what are you people… Why are you doing this!? Why are you so casual about all of this!?"
"Well, firstly… I'm me!" Toga put simply. "I'm anything you want me to be!"
"GET OUT OF MY WAY!"
There was a loud cough coming from behind the boy, it was Tomura. "Let him be, Toga. We'll see what happens when the heroes failed to save the day again."
That hits the trigger, Toga could see the panic from inside his eyes. This mischievous feeling inside of her, she just wanted to mess with him so bad. She wanted to see him beg for her to get out of the way, and she wanted to see the face he made that night at the park. Oh, how she loved that face.
But Izuku lowered his gaze at her, teeth gritting, before his figure exploded to trillions of microscopic blood. His reaction is definitely surprising, the red storm went past through her body, sharp blood made short cuts on her face, the sound of it rushing against her ear is definitely something worth hearing.
The boy had grown so fast, she had thought.
It felt real good to be this side of her again, she had thought.
It has been a pleasure to write this.
And another thank you, I suppose.
And no, I am not a tsundere... Jeez...
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Next up, on The Quirk Underworld.
Aquila, Mister J, and All-For-One. Partners in crime with knifes in each other's back, how will they cope with the results of their show once they know that they succeeded in bringing chaos? All Might faces off with Izuku at last, the false hero and the monster. One wants answers, the other just wants vengeance. Who wants who? And a new villain arises, seeing the pro heroes now painted as failures, he sees this as a once in a lifetime chance.
Toga Himiko is working with someone else?
A lead on the disaster Quirk user?
Find out next on... "The Day the Heroes Stood Still"
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