Kakeru stood and observed the hero who was patrolling around the bank. The boy's instructions echoed in his head as he took aim. 'Pretend you can shoot spikes from your left arm only.'

And he did so. He shot a spike at the Petrifying Hero, taking him by surprise. But as the boy had predicted, the hero gracefully dodged the projectile, a feat nearly impossible for others. He continued shooting from his left hand, using his right arm to support the other instead of his usual style of shooting spikes simultaneously from both hands.

"Since his quirk is activated by touch, he'll try to close the distance between you two. As a pro-hero, dodging other's attacks is his forte. At a long range, there's no way you can take him by surprise. The same isn't true for short ranges however. You'll have to beat him at his own game."

And true to the boy's words, the first thing the hero did upon closing the distance between them was to reach out with his weapon. A baton crackling with electricity. Attempting to distract him with the baton, the hero used his other hand to touch Kakeru's left arm.

And succeeded. Kakeru's left arm slumped to his side and now left temporarily immobilized, prevented him from using his quirk.

Or so the Petrifying Hero thought. In a swift moment, a projectile coming out of the villain's right arm stabbed his hand.

"He'll go for your left arm first, believing that by numbing it he'll be able to stop you from using your quirk. Take the moment he'll strike to incapacitate him."

"Aggh!' The hero howled in pain, dropping his baton on the floor as he clutched his arm that had started bleeding profusely, forgetting the effects of his quirk. His ability to numb body parts by turning off electrical impulses that carry messages through nerves to the brain. Now left defenseless and crippled, the hero was surprisingly easy to knock out.

The voice of clapping filled the empty area as 'Midori' came into view, "Well done."

Kakeru had to admit, his instincts were right. The boy was dangerous. Everything went exactly as he had said, no lapses, no miscalculations. It made him wonder what his quirk could be. Future prediction of some sort, probably.

"You carried out my instructions perfectly," The boy claimed happily, like a child being given into his demands, "I'm glad. I was afraid you'd have to call in your...allies to save your hide had you done things differently."

A chill ran through Kakeru's spine. He never told the boy about his teammates. The boy just knew of them, the same way he'd known what his own quirk was.

The boy with the mask tilted his head, "So you aren't denying that they are with you. My, you should have informed me that you had men in the shadows, I wouldn't had have to think of plans to escape at a moment's notice believing that they were policemen, or worse, heroes undercover."

"Liar," The boy's head shot up when he heard that, "You said that this is the time the Stupefying Hero patrols here, no one else would be in sight. Not the other heroes nor the policemen. You knew full well that they were with me."

The boy stood still for a second, and then chuckled, "You are more observant than I pegged you to be, villain," He bowed, taking his leave, "Glad to be of help."

"And please, should other need my help, tell them to seek the aid of 'Kettei'," The boy melted into the night, his black attire blending against the dark sky. His departure left the villain and his entourage free to rob the bank, just much more easily and effortlessly than they had planned to.


Izuku had started his 'activities' around 2 months ago, taking 2-3 hours per day to gather information.

He had started with taking tours around the city, placing his attention not only on the quirks of people but also on the areas they lived in. It had been shocking, to say the least, when he discovered the...less savory parts of society. To think quirks with unlimited potential were wasting away on 'heroic deeds' when they could be used to alleviate poverty and more concerning problems.

Then again, he himself would have turned to heroics if he had a quirk.

Izuku loved analysing quirks, breaking them down and finding ways to exploit them. Until some time ago, he had only thought of their applications in hero fights, but upon seeing the ugly truth of society, he'd started to think of other ways to utilize them better. Some quirks essentially supplied a non extinguishable source of energy, one that could easily supply electricity to the poor.

It further infuriated him the most of the poor were the quirkless ones. Those who weren't born with the required genetic makeup were often castrated; bullied and abused. Their level of education as such was limited and hence, their income. And the worst part was that others didn't even know or care about this.

And it was like this that he was thinking while returning home when a voice called out to him, "Hello there, 'Kettei'. Tell me, would you be interested in joining the League of Villains?"

Izuku had told his mom that he'd be home by 10pm. So much for that promise.


So here we see the name Izuku has chosen for himself. "Kettei", or 'determined' in Japanese according to google translate. Which I don't trust. at all.
This was my first time writing an action scene. I think its probably too vague and confusing to understand. I tried.

Also, 'Kakeru' and 'Stupefying Hero' are just characters I made up to show how starts Izuku helps villains with his intelligence. I think someone else also did something similar, but the entire fight was something I made up by myself. In case you didn't get it, Kakeru's quirk was to shoot spikes out of his hands while Petrifying Hero could paralyse/petrify any part of the body by touching it. The sentences in italics were supposed to be parts of Izuku's advice that Kakeru was remembering.

Finally, a huge thanks to all those who followed and favorited this story. Legit can't express how happy it makes me to see others liking my work.

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