Chapter 27 – Mobilization, Step One of a New Future

What makes a hero heroic? And on the other hand, what makes a villain so villainous? How is it that one person can deem what is just and right, well another would deem those same actions as abhorrent? At the end of the day, who had the arrogance to decide what those two words should mean?

Opening her eyes, Yukari put that small internal debate on hold. Tightening the grip on the wooden handle to her firearm, the young girl made direct eye contact with the woman across from her. "We're on time, right?"

The woman wore a maroon outfit that only covered the necessary parts. The clothes left a lot of skin open to the eyes such as her shoulders, thighs, and lower stomach. The villainesses' light brown hair was done up into twin-tails and her face didn't have any sort of mask to hide her features. The only support item, sharing the same color as the rest of her outfit, were two metallic bracelets located on her wrist.

To reinforcing her question Yukari added. "Toga and team three are ready for stage two, right?"

Straightening her back, the young assassin moved out of her slumped position along the wall of the vehicle. Besides the woman, there were two others in the van, the driver and an additional support fighter for the mission. Both were male thus making the radio an equal fifty-fifty.

Avoiding eye contact, the other villain submissively replied, "Yes ma'am."

Searching for something in the woman's gaze, It still left doubt in Yukari's mind. Every single one of them was in their early twenties and that was why Yukari had no doubt that they hated her. Even if it did not go that far, it still left a conflict between herself and the other villains in the vehicle. Yukari had been placed in charge of these three lackeys and they were her responsibility. Despite everything she did for Tomura, she was still just a teenager and that would be how they saw her. Sure, the three wouldn't openly defy her, but all she saw when they looked at her was cold stares.

"Good." Closing her eyes once more, Yukari placed her head against the metallic wall of the van as darkness filled her vision.

Silence spread through the enclosed space at the end of her statement.

God damn it. She really didn't want to be a part of this operation or have any of the responsibilities associated with it. The young girl preferred her hunts to be solitary. But for the past month, the League's only objective had been to strengthen themselves.

After last night Tomura had finally mobilized their organization. It was a good start but left a problem none the less. The majority of the League was subpar. Although with Kurogiri's independent action in regathering the henchmen and increasing their numbers, the cannon fodder was next to useless and lacked motivation. Unlike Dabi and Spinner or even Mr. Compress and Twice, the underlings lacked any sort of conviction. They had been motivated into attacking UA because of Shigaraki's own charisma. Although some were still satisfied and loyal, the majority were not and they simply had no alternative but the League of Villains.

Most of the villains that made up the low ranks of the organization had been small-time criminals. Those that only committed theft or petty crimes. The thing keeping them in the League was the sustained threat of violence or a fear of heroes. All their identities were known, and so they were left with only the League of Villains to protect them. And if any showed a sign of dissent than that was where the Vanguard Action Squad came in, to quell the weak and unloyal.

Exhaling, Yukari opened her eyes and looked down at her arm. Her dominant right hand was still able to hold her weapon, her left remained in a sling thanks to her former childhood friend. At least she still could complete her job, even if she couldn't hold a rifle at the moment she could still prove her value to the Tomura.

And speaking of value, There it was again, the van is going over another pothole. Despite the budget of this operation, nothing had been given to the vehicles. You could feel every crack in the road below as it was in motion. It only proved how cheap they are.

Blinking, the teen's emerald eyes scanned the remaining villain with her in the back of the Van.

The man had a grey helmet-like mask over his head. Other than that he only had a white t-shirt and green cargo pants. This individual looked like nothing more than some Yakuza thug, a want-to-be villain. The only reason he had come was his quirk. Honestly, Yukari couldn't even recall his name, but his hands were the only thing she had to keep in mind. Each of his fingertips was metal and hollowed out. His quirk allowed his hands to function as a gun, shooting bone-like bullets

"Boss, target sighted." The driver said.

"Is she alone?"

"No."

"Fine," Sighing Yukari simply said, "Get ready everyone."

Raising from her seat Yukari approached the door of the van. As she moved, the young teen pulled the slide of her handgun. Placing her free hand on the tinted window, the girl brace for the short acceleration that followed a second ladder. There was a heavy bump as the Van mounted the curb of the sidewalk. With a screech the vehicle swooped into position and came to a sudden stop.

The door surged open thanks to the male henchman on teen's left. To her right, the assassin's female underling readied to launch her quirk.

In front of the three villains was their target. A rather ordinary woman who had the misfortune of being related to one of the League's enemies. Her name was Makoto Tsukauchi, the younger sister of the lead detective investigating their organization. She was someone Yukari's employer wanted, yet unfortunately, she was not alone.

To her side was a young man, someone who Yukari and the league had no information on. Whether he was a classmate or coworker didn't matter, at least not to her. He was someone who was normal in every single way, brown hair, brown eyes, and no noticeable mutations from a quirk. He was in a suit but that was his only distinguishing feature. This was cruel but the young man was someone who simply had the misfortune of being at the wrong place at the wrong time. On reflex Yukari pointed her raised gun towards the man and squeezed the trigger.

Endnotes: Hey everyone, so I'm back. It's been a while. Hopefully this chapter works as a, I'm back and writing kind of thing.

All I can really say is after some personal stuff I decided to take a break for a bit. That turned into some other personal stuff and it kind of snowballed. Anyway, I can't promise consistent updates like how I did for last year, but I will be around and working on this fic in my spare time.

On another note, I rewrote the first chapter. I think it turned out well so if you want you can take a look. I have also considered changing some things going forward for the plot. I've reread the story a few times over the past few months and I'm unsatisfied with a few things. I think after writing none stop for so long I just let my imagination run with the story. So I'm going to cut a few plot lines, most notably the one with Kai, the student from Yukari's school. I just want to focus on a few other things going forward to tighten up the story.

Finally, tell me how I did with the chapter. I appreciate feedback. I felt a little rusty because this is the first thing I've written in a few months. It's actually only about half of the chapter I had planned, but I just couldn't finish it without taking who knows how long. So I felt I had to upload this just to tell myself, "yes you are going to write more of this story." If you have any questions I'll be sure to message you back. Hope you all enjoyed it.