Let me just say that I am grateful of all the feedback on this story. They do make me feel that this is worthwhile. And I do enjoy writing this. Thanks to a certain commenter (You know you are *wink*wink*), I now want to think of fairytale/mythology parallels for the MHA characters, one example I love is having Izuku Midoriya being the March Hare (Again, you know who you are *virtualhug*)!

Epilogue: The League of Villains

With every shining city, there is a dark underbelly. The Kamino Ward was no different. Kamino, Yokohama was a shining beacon of Japan's coastal line. The brighter the light, the deeper the shadows. And unfortunately for Kamino, there isn't enough underground heroes to patrol the streets. So, no one bat an eye as a pair of civilians walked down a dark alleyway and onto a somewhat abandon street. Passersby, people who didn't belong to the status quo of the hero society, did thought it was strange that an average looking man was taking his teenage daughter to such a seedy location. Or, they weren't father and daughter at all and its merely an escort work.

Either way, it wasn't their business.

The pair arrives at a plain-looking bar. The 'father' knock on the door and it opened by a crack. A familiar, mist covered man peered through. "And you are?"

The 'father' smirked. "The clockwork orange would like to enter."

Yellow eyes narrowed. "Torchwick?"

Then, like a smashed mirror, the images of the 'father' and 'daughter' shattered away, revealing who they really are.

"The one and only," Roman grinned. Neo winks.

"Let them in, Kurogiri," a raspy voice said and Kurogiri did as he was told. Once Roman and Neo were inside the bar, Kurogiri closes the door behind them. "So you're the infamous Wicker Gentleman." Seating at the bar, making a house of cards, was an…odd looking man. His scraggily hair was a very pale blue, almost white, and his skin was almost a sickly pale and raw around the neck that is visible and his nails looked severely brittle. But that's not the strangest part of the man, no. No, it was the hands. Detached hands that were not his own. Hands that are clamped over certain parts of his body, mostly the upper area, including his neck, head, and face. The man turned to face the duo, his face obscured by one of those detached hands. It looked…

Roman had a disturbing thought that those hands were not plastic, not fake. That they were once belonged to living humans. This…person(?)…was the man his employer wanted him to meet?

"I was told that you could get me enough abled bodies to face even the mightiest of heroes."

"Well, I can do much more than that," Roman scoffed. "May I, at least, know the name of the man I'll be working for from here on out."

"It's Tomura. Tomura Shigaraki." A shiver went up Neo's spine at his tone. There's something…not quite right about him.

"I am Roman Torchwick, the Wicker Gentleman." He holds out his hand. "I hope you and I will benefit from this business venture."

Tomura raises his hands. "You don't want to shake my hand. Trust me if you want your appendage left intact."

Mildly unnerved, Roman retreats his hand. "…Okay then."

The corner of a chapped, warped smile peeked from behind the hand. "Welcome to the League of Villains."

To be continued in the Life as a UA Student Arc…

And that's it on the Wolf and the Rabbit Arc! I hope everyone enjoyed this. Like I said yesterday, next week and/or the week after will be a break, depending on…well, life.