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"Reports say that the wounds are about three days old. Izuku Midoriya, her 15-year-old son is the prime suspect in the case. A knife is missing and so are some of his clothes, as well as the boy himself. A bounty has gone out to capture the boy for interrogation. Police are working with all know heroes to look for him," Izuku lingered at the TV, staring up at it. He smirked a little to himself. A bounty, for him. He was a little proud, to say the least. Turning down the alley he has been calling his home; he sat down next to a dumpster and took out the small burger. Before he could even take a bite, a voice spoke from the darkness.
"So you are the now-famous Izuku Midoriya, huh?" A hooded man with red eyes and light blue, unkempt hair stepped from the shadows. Izuku stood up and drew his knife.
"If you're looking to take me in for the bounty, it's not gonna happen," he said.
"Oh no no," the man chuckled, waving a hand. "Besides, you couldn't do anything against me. You're quirkless," the man taunted.
"… I can still kill you," Izuku said, leveling the knife on the man.
"Alright, but won't you hear out my proposition first?" The man asked. Izuku stayed silent for a moment before motioning with his knife for the man to continue.
"Good. My name is Tomura Shigaraki. I am the leader of an organization known as the League of Villains. We would love for you to join. You hate All-Might, correct?" Shigaraki asked.
"I do, but how can you help me kill him?" Izuku asked.
"I have friends in high places. They're working on something. In the meantime, we can give you a place to stay, and maybe a Quirk," the last part caught Izuku's attention. He had wanted a Quirk all his life. And if they plan on killing All-Might, they could possibly give him a powerful Quirk. A small smile tugged at Izuku's lips.
"Alright, I'll bite. Lead the way," Izuku said.
"Alright then," Shigaraki then held a finger to his ear, where a communicator sat. "Kurogiri, he's agreed. Give us a portal," A dark purple, smoky substance opened behind Shigaraki, and he stepped through, before beckoning Izuku through. Izuku stepped through to the other side, revealing a bar. A tall, smoky man stood behind the bar, dressed in a bartending outfit with a metal neck brace or armor on. Izuku eyed the place wearily.
"Welcome to the humble abode of the League of Villains," Shigaraki said, raising his arms to indicate the entirety of the bar. There was a darkened hallway leading back farther into the building, or maybe to the entrance. Izuku glanced around. The building was old and rundown. Behind the bar, on shelves, were glasses and bottles of various alcohols.
"So it's only the two of you?" Izuku asked.
"Oh no. There are many more of us. We're just scattered around the country. But this is the home base," Shigaraki explained, sitting at the bar.
"And when you plan to kill All-Might, you'll get everyone and teleport them?" Izuku asked, referring to Kurogiri.
"Indeed. Pleased to make your acquaintance Izuku Midoriya. I am Kurogiri," Kurogiri said. Izuku nodded to him then paused and thought.
"Sounds like a dumb, half-assed plan," he said. Kurogiri and Shigaraki had to process what Izuku said for a moment before Shigaraki lashed out.
"Hey, you little shit! It's a good plan, alright," Shigaraki said.
"Literally your entire plan I'm assuming is 'kill All Might when he's weak'" Izuku crossed his arms and looked at Shigaraki expectantly.
"…Listen here, if you don't like, the door's that way," Shigaraki pointed to the door behind Izuku and Izuku briefly glanced at it.
"…Y'know what, fine, I'm in. You plan to kill All Might, you have my help," Izuku said. Before Shigaraki could say anything Kurogiri intervened.
"No, no, that's good, thank you. I believe you will prove to be a valuable ally," he said. Continuing, he looked to Izuku's bag. "Now, I do know that you had a run-in with All Might the other day. Have any information you'd like to share?" Kurogiri said.
"Mm… not much, honestly. But, I can tell you that, from a wound he sustained from a fight years ago, his respiratory system is destroyed, and he can only maintain his hero form for maybe five to six hours a day. The rest of the time he's just some weak skeleton," Izuku offered.
"Well, that's certainly much bigger than I thought, but very useful," Kurogiri said.
"Yes… yes, yes, it's great! We just need to look for this old skeleton and kill him when he least expects it," Shigaraki said, his eyes lighting up behind that creepy hand of his.
"Well, I don't think you should go outright like that. I think you should wait until he's been tuckered out from a fight or multiple incidents, then we can kill him in front of the world," Izuku offered.
"Yes, yes, even better! You have a mind for strategies, Izuku. I feel we'll get along just fine," Shigaraki said. Izuku scoffed.
"Please, we won't get along fine. Knowing you, you'll get sick of me soon. I'm only in this for killing All Might," Izuku said. "Oh, and by the way," Izuku proceeded to drop thirteen notebooks on the table. "I have notes on almost all major pro heroes, and all minor ones. You may want to look these over," he said before zipping his book bag back up. "Now, which way to my room?" He finally stopped talking and directed his question to Kurogiri.
"Down the hall, first door on the left," Kurogiri said.
"Thanks," Izuku said.
"…Tomura Shigaraki, are you okay?" Kurogiri asked.
"…I honestly don't know whether to like this kid or hate him. He has an amazing mind, but his personality is so annoying!" Shigaraki said.
"You'll get used to him eventually, Tomura Shigaraki," Kurogiri said.
"…No, I probably won't," Shigaraki replied.