Toga excitedly danced around the empty apartment, twirling and skipping every which way to express her immense joy. Leaning against one of the poster filled walls, Toga turned her head to stare at a picture of Izuku's smiling face from the sports festival, pretending she was standing next to him. Love-struck golden eyes locked with flat green ones.
"Oh, Izuku!" Toga swooned at the 2D image, rolling over so it seemed like she was lying next to him. Dainty finger lovingly caressed the paper material as if it were the real thing. "What fun we'll have now."
Tearing the poster roughly from the wall, Toga held it tightly to her chest and began dancing around the room again. The rooms size expanded threefold, the hardwood floors being replaced by fancy marble-like in a grand ballroom out of an animated movie. An expensive golden chandelier hung from the drab ceiling, straining the cheap material used in its construction. The love-struck girl had altered the makeup of the room with nary a thought.
Toga didn't care, her happiness had reached levels she could have never even dreamed of. And she hadn't even done anything fun yet. Holding the poster in front of her, the image crumpled and torn from her rough handling of it, the psychotic schoolgirl's smile turned wicked.
"But first." skipping back to the window, Toga turned to the front door, raising her arms up in a grand gesture, letting the poster flutter to the floor. "Himiko-chan has to exact some revenge!"
A dark portal opened up at the other end of the room that Toga was facing, six members of the League of Villains appearing from its opening. The group she had been a part of. The ones who had left her for dead back in the laboratory.
"Kurogiri, where did you bring us?" Tomura glared at the man-made out of a swirling black mist, the Portal user trying his best to stay calm.
"Tomura-san, I assure you I did not do this." Kurogiri bowed low to his master, seeking forgiveness from a mistake he did not make. A manic scream distracted the two men, as they turned to the Double Quirk user.
"Guys, I think I'm seeing a ghost." Twice pointed a shaking finger toward the other side of the mysterious room they had landed in, the rest of the league following his line of sight. Standing before an open window was Toga Himiko, back from the dead. The League of Villains were left in a shocked stupor as the blonde-haired schoolgirl began to giggle madly.
"Well, well guys, long time no see." Toga bounced on the heels of her feet, her excitement bubbling up more and more, as all kinds of fun scenarios began playing around in her head. "Didn't think I'd be back, huh?"
Her happy smile never faltered but the look in her eyes began to darken the longer she stared at the villains. She has trusted them, as much as you can trust other villains, and they had left her for dead. Watched her writhe and scream in unbearable agony as if she were a pathetic fish washed up on the beach. And she was going to have her revenge. And it was going to be so much fun.
"Oh, Handsy!" Tomura's posture became aggressive at the schoolgirl's childish taunt, his red eyes flashing with unrestrained hate. "Are you ticklish?"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Tomura began stalking over to the grinning girl, but a sudden strange sensation at his side made him stop in his tracks. Looking at where the weird feeling was coming from, he saw one of the severed hands slowly crawling up his side. The hands latched onto his arms loosened their grip and began moving like spiders across his torso. Their fingers dug roughly into his skinny frame, wriggling about as if they were trying to….tickle him?
"How are you doing this?!" Toga merely smiled at his outrage, angering the leader of the League of Villains more. Stalking across the room, Tomura raised his hand toward the blonde schoolgirl, as the hands continued to creep all over his body. "You may have learned some new tricks but I'll make sure you stay dead this time."
Toga did not move a single inch as the fuming Tomura came within grabbing distance of her. Tomura knew she was stupid but to let him this close without protecting herself was on a new level. Grinning madly, his weathered skin creasing in a horrific visage, the Decay user grabbed Toga's face roughly, feeling the girl's soft skin beneath his fingertips.
"Aaaaah too easy!" Laughing maniacally, Tomura threw his head back, anxiously awaiting the feeling of skin turning to dust. But it never came. Increasing the strength of his grip, Tomura turned his manic gaze back toward the girl within his grip. All he saw was a pair of golden eyes shining with mirth. A delicate hand came up to grab Tomura's wrist, easily removing his hand from her jaw with unnatural strength.
"How?" Wrenching his arm with all his might, trying to remove Toga's grip on his wrist, Tomura failed to make the small girl even budge an inch. Feeling his body being dragged downward, Tomura came face to face with the psychotic girl, her face in the midst of intense pleasure.
"Because I want to." Toga purred sensually, the look in her eyes unsettling the usually stoic villain leader. The rest of the league was too flabbergasted by what they have been witnessing to help their leader, many of them not being fond of him making the decision a bit easier. Small pinpricks of pain ran up Tomura's arm and down his body, an involuntary grunt of pain passing his cracked lips.
"Now let's make you prettier." Staring at his arm, the one trapped in his Toga's vice-like grip, Tomura's eyes widened in an emotion he hadn't felt in a long time. Fear.
Every pore in his body began leaking blood, a seemingly never-ending stream of red liquid oozing out of his flesh. Panicking, Tomura roughly tried to wipe away the blood on his arm, only to witness the same happening to his other arm. Tomura's vision started to be obscured by blood dripping into his eyes. No matter how much he tried to wipe it away, the red wouldn't go away. Shakily raising his arm to his face, Tomura let out a nightmarish scream of fear.
His whole body was turning into blood.
"Mmm, yes, yes!" Releasing her grip on Tomura's arm, Toga lifted her blood-soaked hand up to her nose, smelling the sweet metallic odor, a shiver of pure delight running down her spine. Licking her fingers sensually, Toga savored the wonderful coppery taste, hungrily lapping up every last drop. "Red looks so much better on you, don't you think Handsy?"
Hopping over to the blood-soaked man, Toga circled his body enjoying her handiwork. Every inch of Tomura's lithe form was now dripping with sweet, life-giving nectar. The mere sight of his body, now comprised solely of blood, made Toga drool like a leaky faucet.
Tomura tried to back away from the insane girl, his movements sluggish and stilted by his new liquid form. How? How had she done this? This was not part of her quirk? What the hell happened to her?! His body jolted in fear when Toga laid a hand on his arm, halting his movement, somehow being able to hold on to the liquid as if it was solid. A predatory grin, teeth shining menacingly, was spread on the schoolgirls face, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.
"Ah, ah, ah." Wagging her finger back and forth in reprimand, Toga pulled Tomura close again, running her finger up his arm until they stopped right by his elbow. "You are probably wondering how I'm doing this."
Pushing down, Toga's finger began to agonizingly, slowly slice into his arm as if it were a knife. Pain seared through Tomura's arm where the sadistic schoolgirl was severing his arm with just her finger, his howls of agony being drowned out by the blood pooling in his mouth. Spatters of blood flew into the air as he struggled to get away from the blonde psycho. Leaning toward his ear, Toga whispered loud enough for everyone to hear her.
"I can control reality and everything in it." With a quick slice, Toga removed the villain leader's arm from his body, cradling it to her chest like it was a precious child. Tomura raised his arm, now just a leaking stump, to his face as he fell to the floor. Eyes full of fear stared at the blonde schoolgirl, who was currently happily lapping up the bloody severed arm.
'This…this is hell.' Tomura slowly backed away from the all-powerful girl, watching her ravenously devour his blood-soaked arm. What horrible god, deity, or force in the universe decided to grant godly power to this unhinged schoolgirl. 'The world is over.'
Popping the last piece of Tomura's arm into her mouth, sucking delightedly on it like a piece of hard candy, Toga ran her hand through her hair, feeling the wet blood soak into her blonde locks. Red splotches of blood painted the rim of her mouth, like a child having just messily eaten a bowl of spaghetti. Kneeling down to her former boss's level, Toga crawled on all fours toward him, grabbing a hold of his outstretched leg.
"Just a little bit more, please." Toga started pulling lightly on Tomura's ankle, the Decay user watching helplessly as his leg began detaching from his hip with distressing ease. Falling onto his back, Tomura stared at the glittering chandelier above, surrendering himself to Toga's whims.
"Alright enough of this girly." Looking up, Toga did not have any time to react to the sudden exclamation before she was consumed by searing blue flames. Dabi casually strolled up to Tomura's bloody body, grimacing as he feebly tried to reattach his leg. "Jeez, she sure did a number on you huh?"
"It might look pretty." Dabi's blue eyes widened in horror at the mirthful voice coming from the blue bonfire where Toga had just been, the flame moving higher up as if it was alive. Stepping out of the burning inferno, not a single scratch to be found on her, Toga glared at Dabi, the smile on her face replaced by an angry scowl. "But I'm not a big fan of heat anymore."
Quickly firing off another blast, Dabi took several steps back to get away from this demonic girl. Toga simply walked through the hellfire, her frown only deepening at Dabi's insolence, to try and keep her from her meal. The memory of his casual dismissal of her suffering replaying in her mind, only fueling her anger more. Blast after blast of blue flames collided with her body, feeling like nothing more than a stiff breeze to the omnipotent schoolgirl.
Dabi's back collided with the far wall, the flame user staring horrified into the smiling faces of the green-haired UA student lining the wall. He had nowhere else to go, as Toga sidled up to the scar covered man. Touching the point of her finger onto Dabi's chest, Toga stared up at him with seething hate.
"Your mistake was to make me angry." Flicking her finger up his chest, like a match striking against the side of the matchbox, Dabi's body ignited in a dazzling burst of fire. The dark-haired villain had no time to yell out in pain before the oxygen was sucked from his body, fueling the raging inferno covering his body. Dropping to the floor, Dabi began rolling desperately across the floor to put out the flames engulfing him.
"Toga please." Snapping her head to the new voice interrupting her, Toga's wild eyes met Twice's masked ones. He was standing next to her, his hand clasped together in a pleading gesture. Tears were leaking through his mask, small sniffles accompanying his desperate pleas, as he prostrated himself before her. "Please don't hurt us."
Toga's dark look never wavered as she stared down at the groveling villain. Crouching down, Toga placed her hand on top of Twice's head, the Double Quirk user yelping in fright, and began gently petting him. The body suit-wearing man stared up at his former partner, the anger still present on her face, but her eyes held something else. Something almost gentle.
"I always liked you the best." Running her hand back and forth on the cloth-like material covering Twice's head, she recalled the fun moments she had with the man with the multiple personalities. His flying mood swings and foul mouth entertained her to no ends, but behind his insanity lay a caring man rejected by society. She remembered his pleading cries to his teammates to help her as Toga's body was being torn apart at a molecular level. "So I'm going to help you out."
Twice stared up at the godly schoolgirl as she removed her hand from his head. Returning to her feet, Toga gestured for him to stand up, the masked man obeying without a second thought. Twice stared at her, expectation gleaming in his eyes, waiting for her to do whatever she was planning to do.
"Uhh, not to be ungrateful but what are you waiting for?" Cautiously questioning the blonde-haired girl, Twice nervously wrung his hands, afraid he might have upset her. A small smile spread on her lips at the fearful question, light giggles dancing through her chest.
"I already did it, stupid." Twice blinked in confusion as the schoolgirl's giggles continued to rise in volume before she burst out into full-blown laughter. Scratching his head, Twice tried to figure out what she might have done. Wracking his brain he tried to gather his thoughts to try and discern what favor she did for him. His eyes widened comically, his head whipping back to Toga's beaming face.
"The other voices….they're gone." Nodding her head, Toga confirmed Twice's deduction, a wide toothy grin covering her face. Twice grabbed the smaller girl's hands, completely forgetting she was the wielder of frightening power and began twirling her around in a circle like a pair of ballroom dancers. Excited giggled spouted forth from both their mouths as they spun to and fro. "Thank you!"
"Kurogiri!" A wet, squelching holler interrupted the excited pairs impromptu celebration, Toga's exuberant smile returning to a fearsome scowl. Tomura crawled desperately toward his servant, a sickly blood trail smearing across the floor. "Get us out of here!"
"Yes, sir." Dark, swirling portals opened up beneath all of the League member's feet, sucking them in one by one. Kurogiri envisioned their bar hideout and began teleporting his master and his compatriots to safety, Toga merely watching them disappear with a disinterested stare. Traveling through the inky blackness, Dabi could feel the flames covering his body extinguish. The League of Villains landed in a messy heap, Tomura's bloody form splatting messily onto the marble floor. Marble floor?
"Back again so soon?" A light girlish laugh made the League feel the greatest fear they had ever experienced in their life. Lifting their heads, they found themselves back in the same room, Toga waving at them with a bright smile on her face. A shiver ran down their collective spines at this seemingly innocent sight, a dark threatening aura covering the schoolgirl's cute features.
"Do it again Kurogiri!" Dabi's screams of fright were shared by the sentiments of every single member of the League. All of them wanted to be as far away from this sadistic god as possible. Conjuring some more portals, Kurogiri tried to imagine a rooftop at the far edge of Tokyo, before teleporting them away from their blonde-haired tormentor.
The bright afternoon sun shone down harshly on their prone forms, as they once again landed heavily on a most unforgiving surface. The burning sunlight at least confirmed to them that they had managed to escape that infernal room and the sadistic schoolgirl within. Tomura clawed at his leg with shaking hands, trying fruitlessly to reattach his partially severed leg, his hands failing to get a grip on his bloody limb.
Dabi stared up at the blue sky with new appreciation, the cool wind helping to soothe his bubbling flesh. Ragged breaths shook his body if they were from pain or fear Dabi couldn't tell. He had never felt so much unadulterated terror in his entire life and he hoped to never feel it again.
"The view is nice but the people suck." Tears began falling down Dabi's face as dread shook his body to the core. Rolling his head to the side as slowly as possible, afraid of what he will see, Dabi's mind broke in that very moment. Sitting casually on the edge of the building, blonde hair waving lazily in the breeze, was Toga Himiko.
"Miss me?" Leaning backward, Toga hung her head upside down over the railing, grinning madly at the horrified villains. Enjoying their looks of abject fear caused Toga to cackle crazily. The psychotic schoolgirl sat back up and dropped off of the side of the building, her crazed laughter fading as she fell further down. The League held their collective breath as they watched the schoolgirl disappear over the edge, small prayers of hope that she was finally gone falling from their lips. Mr. Compress held his staff tightly, his worrying wringing wearing down its wooden veneer.
"Nowhere you go is safe." A soft voice in the tophat-wearing villain's ear caused him to jump several feet in the air, activating his quirk on instinct he swung a hand at the offending person. His hand collided roughly with a small body, the feeling of a soft yellow cardigan beneath his fingers confusing the trickster villain.
"Fun little trick." A cold sweat broke out underneath his mask, his hand slowly removing itself from Toga's sweater, the blonde beaming at the terrified adult. Toga tapped his mask with the lightest of touches, a perfectly straight line splitting it down the middle, revealing the villain's pale white face. "But why would you do something like that to Spinner?"
Looking at the palm of his hand, Mr. Compress found a tiny marble-like sphere. Bringing it closer to his face, he could make out the reptilian form of Spinner slumbering inside. Toga had somehow redirected his quirk toward Spinner. He didn't even see her make any movement to suggest she did it. She could do it all just by thought. Backing away on wobbly legs, Mr. Compress fell onto his butt, looking at Toga as if she was some kind of demon.
"Well, this was fun." Toga let out an exaggerated yawn, stretching her arms high into the air, before casting another mischievous smile toward the fear-struck League of Villains. "But you guys are getting boring."
Waving her hand dismissively, each member was slowly pulled into a mysterious swirling vortex, very different from Kurogiri's usual teleporters. The last thing they saw before being swallowed up by the darkness was Toga waving farewell, a horrifically psychotic look in her golden eyes.
"I'm sure we'll play again real soon."
Toga sat at the edge of the building, lazily drawing circles over the Tokyo skyline. Every stroke off her finger altered the landscape significantly: Buildings sliding from one corner of the city to the other, swathes of color washing over countless city blocks, some streets even ceasing to exist entirely. The sun bounced up and down in rhythm to a tune in Toga's head.
"Oh, what should I do now?" Rolling over the side of the building, Toga began walking down its vertical surface as if stuck to it with superglue. Crossing her arms behind her back, Toga watched the cars zoom by below her. Pinching her fingers in front of her eye, as if trying to pluck a miniature off of a child's play-set, the blonde schoolgirl removed a car from the street below, bringing it closer to her golden eyes.
A tiny car was pinched between the tips of her thumb and pointer finger, the terrified pedestrians inside screaming in terror at the moon-sized pupil staring through their window. Toga admired the miniature people inside the car, barely able to make out their horrified faces. Giggles racked through Toga's frame, jostling the minuscule occupants within the car like an earthquake. Returning the car to its place on the street, Toga flopped onto her behind, head resting in the palm of her hand.
"All these choices are making it hard to decide." Blowing a stray of hair out of her face, the breath traveling into the sky and knocking a plane wildly off course, Toga ran through all the exciting possibilities this new power afforded her.
"Could make myself the queen of the world. Have everyone worship me like the pretty little girl I am, all of them knowing their rightful place at my feet. A bit cliche but a classic for a reason."
Kicking her legs back and forth, Toga imagined the groveling masses lined up to kiss her feet with a sinister smile on her face.
"But then again what this world needs most is more blood. Rivers running red instead of blue, the thick delicious liquid flowing all across the world. Oh, how delicious that would be."
Drooling at the thought of all that sweet nectar covering all parts of the world made her thirst increase tenfold.
"And why should people fear me, when they could all be my friends. We could have a planetary slumber party, covering the world in a giant, comfy blanket that we all share. Just have everyone smile and hug me as I carve piece after piece of flesh from their bodies. They would be so happy to share themselves with me. Oh, how lovely!"
Toga's happy thoughts spiraled further and further down a sadistic vortex, the pupils of her eyes dilating from the intense pleasure coursing through her. Falling to her back, her chest heaving with heavy breaths filled with lust, she stared again at the altered Tokyo skyline.
"Oh, this city would look so much prettier if it was shaped like my Izuku's adorable face. But that would be too small for my beloved. It's not grand enough. The whole solar system should be as beautiful as his face. Izuku, Izuku, Izuku! My lovely Izuku!"
As soon as her mind wandered toward her green-haired love, it was all she could think about. His hopeful smile and emerald eyes boring itself into her mind.
"We could spend all of our time together. I would take you wherever you want to go. Make any little dream in your pretty head come true. We would go to U.A. together, share our lunches. You would compliment the wonderful bento I made for you as we hold hands walking to the station together. You would lean down, capturing my lips in the most intimate of kisses."
Toga's thoughts became more and more flowery and romantic the longer she imagined a life of going to U.A. with Izuku. Each new scenario playing before her mind's eye planted the seed of an idea deeper and deeper into her brain. Smiling sincerely, Toga closed her golden eyes.
She had made her decision.
Izuku sprinted down the U.A. hallways, his red, oversized shoes tapping against the ground in a rapid beat. Leaping up the steps two at a time, the wielder of One for All skidded around the corner, hurrying toward the giant door labeled with 1-A.
'Aw man what a bad time to oversleep. Why did the news have to run a late-night expose on All Might's career!' The green-haired boy chided himself for his carelessness as he came to stop before the imposing wooden doors. Gripping the handle tightly, Izuku wrenched the door open quickly.
"Aizawa-sensei I'm so sorry for being late!" Izuku screamed at the top of his lungs, bending down at a severe angle to express his sincere apologies. Nervous sweat was pooling on his brow, as he awaited the stern lecture of his homeroom teacher.
"Izuku it's been four seconds calm down." Aizawa's bored tone calmed the hero in training's rapid heartbeat, relief washing over him like a tidal wave. "Now get to your seat so I can get started."
"Yes, sensei!" The green-haired boy shuffled nervously into the classroom, the amused giggling of his classmates causing the shy boy to blush profusely.
"Man, Midoriya. Never thought you'd be one to be late." The electric user, Kaminari, snickered at the tardy student, before yelping in pain as he was jabbed in the side by Jirou's earphone jack, the purple-haired girl giving him a withering glare.
"Your one to talk, Mr. I-forgot-to-do-my-summer-homework." The spiky-haired blonde winced at the Punk girls harsh words, dejectedly lowering his head in shame.
"Midoriya!" Iida's booming voice distracted Izuku from the arguing seat neighbors, the class president standing at attention, his arm gesturing wildly at Izuku with his typical robotic movements. "It's most unbecoming to arrive late for the first day of class."
"It's also most unbecoming to yell in class, kero." Iida flinched at the frog girl's blunt statement, quickly falling back into his seat, face flush with embarrassment. Izuku gave Tsuyu an appreciative nod, the frog girl smiling back at her green-haired twin. Shuffling to his seat Izuku stopped in his tracks, his eyes bulging out like saucers. Cold sweat dripped from his brow, his heart hammering uncomfortably in his chest.
"Didn't get enough sleep last night Izuku-kun~?" Izuku was frozen in place, his mind unwilling to accept what he was seeing before him. Sitting in Katsuki's usual spot, a Cheshire grin on her lips, was the villain Toga Himiko.
A/N: This is the fastest I've uploaded between chapters so far. It will probably not always be like this, was just on a roll after the first chapter so I had to keep it going.
Alright, we have the main premise of the story coming up now. Toga going to U.A. with Izuku. Now is when the fun for Toga and torment for Izuku begins.
Coming up with different ways for Toga to use her new powers is tons of fun. With a girl like Toga, the skies pretty much the limit for what she could think of, all without the usual inhibitions a regular human would have.
Thank you to everyone who checked out Chapter 1 and I'll hope to give you Chapter 3 as quickly as possible!