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Izuku Midoriya is going to rain hell on any member of the serpent he finds. Shoot em, stab em, beat em to death, it doesn't matter he's going to end them. The mother fuckers. He puts his revolvers on his hip, his pistol behind his back and grabs a lever action shotgun. He steps through the portal waiting in his backyard. These cunts really thought they could do that shit and get away with it. Make a snuff film with his men, call him out and get away with it. They're not getting away with shit.

They should still be here. In this warehouse. He's glad Giran recognized it. It poses some questions but he'll deal with that later. He's a little busy right now.

He kicks open the back door. Strolls in and three men run over to the sound he made. Working the lever as fast as he can he slams four shots their way and practically pastes the bastards. He moves further into the warehouse and encounters two more men. He slams the butt of his shotgun against the first man's chin and shreds the second man as he gets shot in the stomach. Pain be damned, he's not gonna stop moving till everyone in here is dead or dying. Which is exactly how he leaves them as he finds his men. Look what these fuckers did to them.

These were good people with husbands and wives. One with children. One practically was a child. He was only seventeen years old. Just a few years older than Izuku. Poor kid. What type of monster has it in them to torture a seventeen year old boy to death.

It's like he can feel his soul corroding. He can't. But it feels like he can. Izuku never thought of himself as an angry person, but if the time he spent as a vampire has taught him one thing it's how to hate. Not just how to take it in and deal with it. Or even to put it towards something positive but it did help with both of those. It taught him how to bring it back around ten fold. Which is what he's going to do. He knows exactly how to do it.


"Look, just start recording and we'll get started." says Ketsueki.

"I did, boss." says Wolfman.

"Oh… good. Alright lets get started but before that how about I explain what I'm doing and why. I don't know which snake specifically ordered to have my men captured and tortured to death for a show but if I find out I'm going to gut him. But before that I've got some of the men who actually took part in it. Some, not all as I killed about fifteen of them. What we have left is nine. We're gonna do what they did to my men to them. I'm simply giving them what they deserve." Ketsueki strolls over to a table and grabs a wrench.

"What's your name?" asks Ketsueki.

"Please don't kill me."

"No. Now what's your name?" asks Izuku.

"Mohammad."

"That's the most common name on earth. I'm surprised it took me so long to meet one. How's this Mohammad, you give me a good reason and I don't kill you. You only get one chance though, so make sure it's good." says Ketseuki.

"I have a family." says Mohammad.

Izuku breaks his ribs with the wrench.

"Damnit Mohammad, I said a good reason." Says Ketseuki before stomping on his calf and breaking his fibula, "A couple of the people you killed had a family. You still killed them."

"I'm sorry." says Mohammad between heavy breaths.

"You should be, but you're not sorry you did it. You're sorry you got caught. Real quick did any of them mention their families?" asks Ketsueki.

"No." replies Mohammad.

"No." parrots Ketsueki, "Do you know why? It's cause they didn't want to bring their families into this. Do you want to bring your family into this? You want me to kill them too?"

"Please." says Mohammad.

Ketsueki brings his foot down on Mohammad's good leg, snapping it at the knee.

"Please what, Mohammad?" asks Ketsueki.

"Please don't." says Mohammad.

"Don't kill em? You don't want them dead, why are you trying to hide behind them? You're here because of your choices. You want to bring them to me because of your choices?" asks Ketsueki.

"N-" starts Mohammad before Ketsueki breaks his jaw with the wrench.

"Yes you do, you low life sack a piss." shouts Ketsueki, "You don't care who you hurt to make your money or who you sacrifice to preserve yourself, or who you leave behind when it all catches up to you and it always catches up."

Ketsueki looks him dead in the eye for ten or so seconds. He wants remorse or regret something to let him know what he did was wrong and all he gets is fear. It's fine. It could have been worse but it's not what he wanted. He brings the wrench down and into the piss sack's skull.

The rest of the killings go similarly with some variations. He actually recognized one of them as a rapist. He finally got to use those gelding tongs on that one. He feels sick to his stomach. What a position he's in. He put himself here though and he'd do it again.

"So what now?" asks Victor after it's all over, the snakes are left where they were and his men were either buried or returned to their families.

"Well I'll take it to Giran. I want them to see that. To scare em out of business. I might do it again if we catch enough of them." says Izuku.

"Okay, but um." starts Victor.

"You don't need to be there." says Izuku.

"Thank you." says Victor.

"You alright?" asks Izuku.

"I feel sick. I don't want to see that again. Death is one thing, mutilation is hard for me." says Victor.

"I'm sorry for putting you through that." says Izuku.

"I'd do it again." says Victor.


Authors note

This was neat. I'm not sure fun was the right word for this one but I enjoyed it all the same. Sorry for not updating last week. I'll try to make sure I get one next week.

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D3vil B4sket: I'm trying to get chapters out more frequently but that isn't working. Some of it has been circumstantial but some of it has been on me. I'm gonna keep trying this for a while if it keeps working the way it does I'll go back to writing longer chapters.

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