Fem Izuku is Harley Quinn reborn. Let the chaos and insanity begin.
The teller looked at the comically large revolvers in the girl's hands, and for a moment, thought the girl was bluffing. She couldn't have been more than fifteen, sixteen at the most.
Then the girl shot one of her guns, shattering the tacky decoration behind them.
The poor woman nearly pissed herself, realizing that the guns were very much real and that they were being robbed.
The girl's grin was downright insane and there was little doubt in the teller's mind that she would shoot to kill if necessary.
"Boss, we found the bank manager! They've already called the heroes!" said one of the lackeys.
"Bah. Heroes my ass! In my day, Supes were actually worth fighting! These losers barely know how to handle someone willing to deal in lethal force at all!" spat the girl.
Not that she would bother, but it was the principle of the thing. A few poisons and special gases, and these so-called heroes were out for weeks if not months.
They had to get specialized healer-types just to reverse the damage done, and even then they still had side effects from it! It was downright pathetic in her opinion.
That being said it meant that most of the places they hit were easy prey, as she was methodical when it came to her planning. If one of the bigger (read: worthwhile) heroes were having an event, she made sure to hit a place that was too far away for them to catch them with any real luck.
Most of the 'villains' were really people who had a less than flashy quirk and were trying to make ends meet. They could care less about having to follow her odd rules, because once the job was done their boss gave them a steady wage. It wasn't legal money, but it was enough to put food on the table and pay the rent.
She was even nice enough to show them who was trustworthy enough to launder their stolen cash so that it came out clean, which lessened the risk of the heroes catching them by tracking the stolen funds.
"Boss, we have the cash," said another lackey.
"Check for the dye packs," she ordered.
"Already done," said a scarred villain.
"Supes here in less than a minute," called out one of the watchers outside.
"Anyone dumb enough to follow us is dumb enough to get their ass shot!" said the girl.
The villains left the bank, with the heroes only arriving scant seconds after they disappeared.
"Dammit! Did they hit again?" said Kamui.
Later that night...
"Hey, we're on the news!" shouted one of the villains.
Everyone shut up and turned up the volume.
"Earlier this afternoon, the villain group known collectively as the Harlequins hit the First Sun bank..." started the reporter.
"Boss, final count of the take was six mil, five hundred thousand and thirty-five. Cleaners said they'd handle it for us for an easy mil," said the scarred villain. His name was Dabi.
Some might find it odd that a terrifying villain like himself took orders from a slip of a girl who was barely older than his youngest sibling.
Dabi knew first hand anyone stupid enough to treat his boss Harley as a child was dumb enough to get shot. She didn't mess around, she didn't give one shit about quirks or what they could do, and he found her insanity oddly refreshing.
"Tell them they have three days, if they can shorten that time I'll give them another hundred thousand," said Harley.
"Done," said Dabi, sending them a text. He got a thumbs up emoji in return.
"So what's next boss?" asked one of the lackeys.
They had initially doubted the odd girl who was barely old enough to be a high schooler, if that.
That changed the second Harley demonstrated that she was absolutely batshit insane, had zero issues shooting someone in the face if they defied her or her commands, and was highly intelligent.
It had taken her all of a week scoping out the area near the banks to have the heroes response time to an alert, and to formulate a plan around it.
No one doubted her after the first bank, when she shot a hero in the leg and left him crippled for life without any hesitation whatsoever, and the proceeded to use some weird concoction that left the heroes who did show up traumatized.
Dabi had arrived after the third bank, eager to light the spark that would cripple the current society...and hopefully give him a chance to take on Endeavor.
Harley had convinced him by pointing out that the heroes were so used to relying on All Might that if they attacked enough areas where the hero network was weak, they could bring down morale to dangerous levels. Enough to draw out the serious players and start a real revolution.
Right now they were gathering funding by robbing banks and hitting jewelry stores. Most of the heroes considered them small time thieves, considering they never stuck around to really empty out banks and always hit during the day.
Dabi knew better. Harley was testing the waters, training their group of thugs and villains using banks and small operations.
They had gone from a ragtag group of mismatched villains and thugs into a well organized band of villains.
Harley was terrifying, but fair. And with Dabi acting as her right hand, even new members showed her proper respect.
"So what's our next gig boss?"
"For now we lay low," said Harley. The Supes are going to be looking for us or anyone who can give them information on the group."
She knew all too well how heroes operated. Both as a villain in her past life, and as a hero obsessed teen in this one. Harley couldn't remember how she died originally, and she honestly didn't care.
She had been happy. She had been normal. And then she found out she was born quirkless in a society that prioritized powers, and treated as a second class citizen because of it.
She could have lived with that. Could have lived with being a hero-obsessed fool who still believed that she could turn things around.
Then she ran into All Might at the lowest point in her life, and rather than encourage her dream of being a hero...he told her to give up. That she had no chance because she didn't have a power to her name, and that she was better off staying to the shadows. Like a fucking nobody.
Something inside her had snapped that day, especially hearing how that shithead Bakugo had run into the same fucking hero and was praised for having such a 'special quirk'.
Whatever 'innocence' she still had died that night...as Harley woke up with a vengeance.
All Might didn't think she could become a hero? Every adult save for her mother told her that it was hopeless, that only someone with a flashy ability could do anything?
Well...she'd show them what a real fucking villain was like. No powers, no fancy gear...just violence and madness wrapped up in a pretty little package.
After the first time she humiliated the fuckers, villains came crawling out of the woodwork to fall under her banner.
And now? Now she was almost ready to demonstrate to the world what a real villain was like.
Dabi stuck with Harley, mostly for the entertainment.
"So boss, what's the job this time?" asked Dabi.
"I got word that someone put out a hit on the USJ," said Harley. "We are going to intercept and fuck it up."
"What," said Dabi.
"I may be insane, but I don't tolerate fuckers who target kids," said Harley flatly. "And this All for One character gives me a bad feeling."
"Who are we taking?" asked Dabi seriously.
"Let's make a real bang out of this one," cackled Harley.
"Can I come?" asked a voice. It was Toga, looking almost as psychotic as Harley on a good day.
Almost, because Harley had managed to find some decent medications to level her out long enough that she was actually competent with her knives instead of a damn mess who was all over the place.
"Of course you're coming! Like I would leave my favorite little stabby girl behind on something as fun as this!" said Harley, hugging Toga who cheered.
"Ugh...could you please keep me away from your fucked up displays of affection?" said Dabi with a mock gag.
"Ah, what's the matter stitches? Can't handle watching me with my puddin'?" said Toga cackling.
Dabi almost gagged for real.
"Seriously, can you at least wait until I'm not in the room before you make out?" he half-joked. "Or at least do it with less than all your clothes on so I at least have something to watch."
"No promises, stitches," said Harley smirking. "How about you find our best boys and pick the ones most likely to be able to get away from that many supes. Once they reach there they'll be sure to try and capture us too, even if we did save their ass."
"Gladly," said Dabi, waving his hand.
Seeing the door to the USJ slam open, Harley didn't think twice. She waited before throwing her arm out and causing the kid to slam into it. He was thrown backwards and was swiftly knocked out cold by an enthusiastic Toga.
"Why'd you knock out the kid?" asked Dabi, curious.
Harley smirked.
"Check your phone signals," she told him.
Dabi and the others did.
"What the fuck? I had full bars not five minutes ago," said Dabi.
"They jammed the comms, and obviously did something to the security system to prevent the alert being sent out. This kid likely managed to escape with the help of his class so he could try and reach the teachers."
"How can you tell boss?" asked one of the lackeys.
"Look at his feet. If he's not related to Ingenium I'll eat my bat...which means his legs have some sort of engine-based quirk," said Harley. "That means he's their best bet at reaching the UA staff and alerting them to the situation."
"Then why knock him out?" asked Toga.
"I want to have some fun with the losers stupid enough to agree to this. Which means I want to delay the heroes showing up for as long as I can, so we have a better chance of getting out without being caught," explained Harley.
"Right. What are our orders boss?" asked a lackey.
"Ignore the heroes unless they target you first, especially the kids. Anyone else, you fuck them up as much as you want. I don't tolerate assholes who target children," said Harley flatly. "Leave Noumu to me or Dabi... I want that thing well and truly dead."
"Does that mean I'm allowed to go all out?" asked Dabi.
"Let's go fuck shit up!" cheered Harley. The others cheered with her. The teen below her groaned and she kicked him...lightly...to knock his ass out again.
If he woke up before they were done, then he was free to go get the heroes.
Inside the USJ
Ochako was in a state of panic. None of them could have anticipated that they would be attacked by real villains during what was supposed to be a training exercise. The teachers were either fighting off the villains, or in the case of Thirteen was badly injured helping her classmate escape. Worse, they had all been split up by the same smoke villain who had helped them infiltrate the place.
Seeing the villains leer over them, ready to attack, Ochako could only pray that Iida was able to get help fast enough.
So you could imagine the shock she and everyone else had when the doors leading outside were blasted open by a massive column of blue fire.
"S'up bitches!" cackled a female voice. "Is this invitation only, or are we allowed to join in?"
"Oh look, it's those losers in the Harlequins!" sneered one of the more creepy looking villains.
"Why don't you wimps go back to your little bank jobs?" sneered another villain.
"How should I respond to that... oh I know!" said the leader of the new group.
Ochako watched in numb shock as the leader took out a pair of comically sized revolvers...and shot a villain right in the face. He was very clearly dead.
Something in the air changed, as the villains decided to take the new group far more seriously than they did the heroes.
"Alright boys, let's fuck these losers up and show them who the real villains are!" cackled the blonde.
Ochako found herself envying the blonde girl, partly because of the how she lead a group of obviously powerful people with terrifying quirks, but also because she was such a badass.
Harley zeroed in on the Noumu, and cheerfully leaped off the ledge that the kid and the wounded pro hero were hiding on.
She let out an insane cackle as she took out some shuriken and knives and let them fly.
Her aim was impeccable, as she easily killed a few more losers, with Toga letting out her own insane warcry and pulling out her knives.
"What the actual fuck?" said the 'lead' villain. Harley had to admit, the hands were a nice touch, if highly tacky. "Why are you helping the heroes?"
"You made the mistake of targeting kids," said Dabi calmly. "Boss didn't take too kindly to that idea."
"Since when are the Harlequin losers a real threat?" said another villain, trying to avoid being stabbed by Toga.
"You guys are idiots. Haven't you ever heard of laying low until your troops are ready to make a big splash?" deadpanned Harley. "Hard to make a decent impression when your minions haven't had a few trial runs to run out the kinks in their teamwork, never mind what a bitch it is to create enough capital to pay them a decent wage when you're still a rookie."
Dead silence, before the mist villain spoke up.
"That...is actually a valid point," he commented. Seeing the betrayed look his partner gave him, he shrugged.
Having her group rob a few banks to iron out their teamwork was a pretty smart move. Not only did they earn a large amount of money to pay said minions, but it allowed them to figure out how to work around each other without bringing in friendly fire.
"Supes inbound!" shouted a watcher, who had a pair of binoculars keeping an eye out. "Shit, it's All Might!"
"Take out that meat puppet!" ordered Harley.
"On it boss," said Dabi. Without any hesitation, he used his quirk at full blast, turning the Noumu into an ugly blackened stain on the ground.
The hand villain nearly had an apoplectic fit over this. His partner, being the more even headed of the two, immediately evacuated them.
"Why did you help us?" asked Eraserhead with suspicion.
"I don't like assholes who target kids," said Harley. "Besides, what better way to make a big splash than having the heroes owe us one for later?"
"You know I'm going to have to arrest you," said Eraserhead.
"You can try...your little nullification quirk won't do shit against me," cackled Harley. He had already had his ass handed to him by the Noumu before they showed up. He had to be running on fumes.
Eraserhead stared her down. Harley smirked at him.
"Get lost, before I change my mind," he said.
They disappeared, and All Might was left just as confused as everyone else as to why the Harlequins had shown up to help them at all.