Playful yips and mirthful giggles reverberated through the empty apartment as Toga excitedly danced around the room, twirling and skipping every which way in an expression of her immense joy. With a dramatic flourish, the newly resurrected villain leaned her back against one of the poster-filled walls, her head turning to stare at a picture of Izuku's smiling face, one from his dramatic performance against that coldy-firey boy from the sports festival. Sighing dreamily, Toga pretended that she was standing next to the real thing, her shining golden eyes locked with flat emerald ones.
"Oh, Izuku!" Swooning with a dramatic sigh at the 2D image, her voice thick with unbridled adoration for the boy in the picture, Toga rolled onto her side to make it seem as if she was lying next to him. Dainty fingers, usually used for murder, 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 heart, more excited giggles rolling out of her chest as she began dancing around the room once more. With her every expressive flourish and sweeping gestures, the size of the room expanded threefold to accommodate her wants, the hardwood floors being replaced by fancy marble, straight out of some kind of animated movie from America.
The room was suddenly illuminated as an expensive-looking chandelier materialized in a flash of brilliant light, made of an assortment of precious gems and the finest gold. The glorious chandelier hung heavily from the drab ceiling, small bits of plaster falling onto the polished floor as the cheap material used in its construction struggled from its immense weight. All it took was a simple thought by the love-struck girl to completely alter the makeup of the room.
Could truly be applied to the rest of the world? The Universe?
At that moment, with the heavy implications of this new power clear to the villainous girl, Toga didn't care. Her happiness had reached levels she could have never even dreamed of before, the endless possibilities of what she could do, that she could change, rolled through her head at a blistering speed.
Toga didn't care about the world, only what she can make of it, how it can be used to supplement her fun.
She had overcome death itself, moved the city and sun to fit her mood, and turned a drab, piece of shit apartment, into a glorious ballroom. And she hadn't even done anything fun yet! Holding the poster in out in front of her, the image crumpled and torn from her rough handling, the psychotic schoolgirl's smile slowly turned wicked.
"But first," skipping back to the window, devious thoughts running through her mind, Toga turned to the front door, raising her arms up in a grand gesture as she let the poster lazily flutter to the floor, "Himiko-chan has to exact some revenge!"
As if summoned by her words, a dark portal opened up at the other end of the room, the six members of the League of Villains appearing from its opening. The group she had been a part of, fought with, believed in. The ones who had left her for dead back in that godforsaken laboratory.
"Kurogiri, where did you bring us?" Tomura glared angrily at the man-made out of a swirling black mist, his fingers scratching roughly at his neck as his servant, the portal user Kurogiri, tried his best to stay calm in this strange situation they found themselves in.
"Tomura-san, I assure you I did not do this." Kurogiri bowed low to his master, his voice full of shame and regret, seeking forgiveness for a mistake he did not make. Before Tomura could retort, his fingers scratching ever harder, leaving his skin scratched and bleeding, the bickering pair were distracted by a manic scream from their Double Quirk user.
"Guys, I think I'm seeing a ghost." Eyes wide and jaw hanging slack, Twice pointed a shaking finger toward the other side of the mysterious room they found themselves in, the rest of the league curiously following his line of sight.
Standing before an open window, the picture of perfect health, was one Toga Himiko, seemingly back from the dead. The League of Villains were left in a shocked stupor after seeing their former partner alive once more, giggling madly as she stared gleefully at them, the last time they saw her being when she burst into a blinding white light, not a single piece of her remaining in the aftermath.
"Well, well guys, long time no see." Another round of laughter rolled through her chest as Toga bounced impatiently on the balls 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?"
The happy smile on her face never faltered, but, the longer she stared at the villains, the look in her eyes gradually began to darken, until all that could be found within her golden gaze was contempt and pure hatred. She had trusted them, as much as you anyone can trust other villains, and they had left her for dead. They had watched her writhe and scream in unbearable agony, seen her struggle to live, mentally pleading for someone to save her. They saw her as nothing but a pathetic fish washed up on the beach.
And now she was going to have her revenge. And it was going to be…So…Much….Fun.
"Oh, Handsy!" Clenching his fist, 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?" Growling angrily, Tomura began stalking over to the grinning girl, prepared to shut her up for good this time, but a sudden strange sensation at his side made him stop in his tracks.
Blinking in confusion, Tomura looked down at where the weird feeling was coming from, his eyes going wide as one of the severed hands slowly began crawling up his side as if it were alive. At the same time, the rest of the hands latched onto his arms loosened their grip and began moving like spiders across his torso, until all of them were roaming over his body like some kind of hive mind. Coming to an abrupt stop, their fingers suddenly dug roughly into his skinny frame, wriggling about as if they were trying to….tickle him?
"How are you doing this?!" Toga merely smiled back at him, completely unphased by his outrage, which only angered the leader of the League of Villains more. Stomping across the room, his body radiating ill-intent, Tomura raised his arms toward the blonde schoolgirl as the hands continued to creep all over him. "You may have learned some new tricks, but I'll make sure you stay dead this time."
Toga did not move a single inch, her smile never faltering as the fuming Tomura came within grabbing distance of her. Tomura knew she was stupid, just a childish brat with no sense, 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 as he smiled triumphantly.
"Aaaaah, too easy!" Laughing maniacally, Tomura threw his head back, anxiously awaiting the wonderful 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 gasp, confused on why she was not lying at his feet in a pile of ash. All he saw was a pair of golden eyes shining with mirth. Feeling Toga smile from beneath his palm, Tomura looked on in horror as a delicate hand came up to grab his wrist, the psychotic schoolgirl easily removing his hand from her jaw with some new-found super strength.
"How?" Wrenching his arm with all his might, twisting and yanking with his whole weight, Tomura failed to make the small girl even budge an inch as he tried to remove Toga's grip on his wrist.
Feeling his body suddenly being dragged downward, Tomura found himself face to face with the psychotic girl, her face in the throes 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 meanwhile were too flabbergasted by what they were witnessing to help their leader, the feeling something bad was going to happen shared amongst them, the fact many of them were not too fond of Tomura making the decision to remain out of it a bit easier.
Stiffening at the sudden feeling of small pinpricks of pain running up his arm and down his body, Tomura felt an involuntary grunt of pain passing his cracked lips at this strange sensation.
"Now let's make you prettier." Staring at his arm, the one trapped in his Toga's vice-like grip, Tomura's eyes widened as an emotion he hadn't felt in a long time, one he thought he had buried forever, burrowed its way into his chest.
Fear.
Every pore in his arm began leaking blood, a seemingly never-ending stream of red liquid oozing out of his flesh, coating him in a crimson hue. Panicking, Tomura desperately tried to wipe away the blood on his arm, only to witness, to his horror, the same happening to his other arm.
Feeling a sting in his eye, Tomura's watched as his vision started to be obscured by blood dripping down onto his face, his hands flying up to rub the offending liquid away, his mind a frantic mess. But no matter how much he tried to wipe it away, how much he clawed and tore at every inch of blood running over his body, the red just wouldn't go away. Shakily raising his arm to his face, red eyes constricting in horror, Tomura let out a nightmarish scream of pure 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, inhaling the sweet, metallic odor with a satisfied 'hmm' as a shiver of pure delight ran down her spine. Licking her fingers sensually, Toga savored the wonderful coppery taste, greedily 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 around him as she surveyed her handiwork, greatly enjoying her new creation. Every inch of Tomura's lithe form was now dripping with the sweet, life-giving nectar, his skin, internal organs, everything, having been transformed into blood. The mere sight of his body, now comprised solely of the crimson liquid, made Toga drool like a leaky faucet.
Tomura tried to back away from the insane girl, to keep her and her fetish for blood far away from him, his movements sluggish and stilted from his new liquid form. How? How had she done this? This was not part of her quirk? None of this should be possible! What the hell happened to her?!
His body jolted in fear when Toga laid a hand on his arm, completely halting his movement, the psychotic girl somehow being able to grab a hold on to his liquid body as if it were still solid. A predatory grin, teeth shining menacingly, was spread on the schoolgirl's face as drool dripped from the corner of her mouth.
"Ah, ah, ah." Wagging her finger back and forth mockingly, Toga pulled the fearful villain leader close again as she ran her finger up his arm, as if she were measuring for something, until they stopped right by his elbow.
"Now, you might be wondering how I'm doing this." Pushing down, Toga's finger began to agonizingly slowly slice into his arm as if it were one of her beloved knives. Pain seared through Tomura's arm where the sadistic schoolgirl was somehow severing his arm with just her finger, his howls of agony being drowned out by the blood pooling in his mouth. Splatters of crimson liquid flew into the air as he struggled to get away from the blonde psycho, his feet sliding helplessly on the marble flooring, his desperate wails sounding like a drowning man. Leaning toward his ear, mouth curled into a horrific grin, Toga whispered loud enough for everyone to hear her.
"I can control reality and everything in it."
With that declaration, Toga wasted no more time and sliced downward, completely removing the villain leader's arm from his body. Holding her newly acquired prize in her hands, golden eyes looking upon the severed arm with delight, Toga cradling it to her chest like it was a precious child. Raising his arm to his face, now nothing but a leaking stump, Tomura fell to the floor in shock. Eyes full of fear, the villain stared at the blonde schoolgirl in horror, said girl currently happily lapping up the bloody severed arm.
'This…this is hell.' Slowly backing away from the all-powerful girl, wanting nothing more than to get away from this horrible monster, watching helplessly as she ravenously devoured his blood-soaked arm. What horrible god, deity, or force in the universe decided to grant such 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, her tongue still licking satisfyingly at her lips. Kneeling down to her former boss's level, Toga began crawling on all fours toward him, grabbing a hold of his outstretched leg.
"Just a little bit more, please." Toga pleaded childishly as she started pulling lightly on Tomura's ankle, the Decay user watching helplessly as his leg began detaching from his hip with distressing ease, the limps separating with a sickening squelch. Falling onto his back, Tomura stared, with a distant gaze, at the glittering chandelier above, completely surrendering himself to Toga's whims.
"Alright enough of this girly." Looking up at the rude interruption, a dull glare on her face, Toga did not have time to react before she was engulfed by a searing, blue flame. Flicking the fire off of his palm, Dabi casually strolled up to Tomura's bloody body, grimacing as he watched his boss try to feebly reattach his leg. "Jeez, she sure did a number on you huh?"
"The color might be pretty." Blue eyes widening in horror at the mirthful voice, Dabi turned toward the blue bonfire where Toga had been moments ago, the flame moving higher up as if it moving on its own. Stepping out of the burning inferno, not a single scratch to be found on her, Toga glared hatefully at Dabi, the playful smile on her face replaced with an angry scowl. "But I'm just not a big fan of heat anymore."
Quickly firing off another blast, Dabi quickly took several steps back to create some distance between him and this demonic girl. Toga simply walked through the hellfire, her frown only deepening at Dabi's insolence, the Cremation user daring to keep his new god from her meal. Staring into his scar-covered face, the memory of his casual dismissal of her suffering replayed endlessly in her mind, only fueling her anger more. Blast after blast of blue flames collided with her body, kicking up her hair in a demonic visage, the scorching heat feeling like nothing more than a stiff breeze to the omnipotent schoolgirl.
Shooting off another futile blast, Dabi's back suddenly collided with the far wall of the room, his horrified gaze turning to stare into the smiling faces of Midoriya Izuku that were plastered all over the room. As Toga casually sidled up to the scar covered man, her body mere inches from his, Dabi knew he had nowhere else to run. Touching the point of her finger onto Dabi's chest, Toga stared up at the towering man with seething hate, a dark snarl rolling out of her throat.
"Your mistake was making me angry." Flicking her finger up his chest, like a match striking against the side of the matchbox, Dabi's body magically 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, which only helped to fuel the raging inferno covering his body. Dropping to the floor with a dull thud, Dabi began desperately rolling across the floor in a futile effort to put out the flames engulfing him.
"Toga, please." Snapping her head toward the new voice that dared to interrupt her during her games, Toga's wild eyes met Twice's masked ones, the man with the multiple personalities flinching under her harsh glare. Standing next to her, his hand clasped together in a pleading gesture, Twice sniffled out a series of desperate pleas for mercy from the psychotic schoolgirl, tears somehow leaking through his mask as he fell to his knees. "Please don't hurt us."
Toga's dark look gradually softened as she stared down at the groveling villain, Twice continuously pleading and whimpering for forgiveness, memories of their time together playing through her mind.
Crouching down to his level, Toga placed her hand on top of Twice's head, the Double Quirk user yelping in fright at the touch, before she gently began petting him. The body suit-wearing man stared up at his former partner in surprise, the anger from before still present on her face, but her golden eyes held something else. Something almost gentle.
"I always did like you the best." Running her hand back and forth on the cloth-like material covering Twice's head, Toga could feel an affectionate smile slowly curl on her lips as she recalled all the fun moments she had with the man with the multiple personalities. His flying mood swings and foul mouth would entertain her to no ends, his unpredictability to every situation making being around him never a dull affair, but she knew behind his insanity lay a caring man rejected by society. As her palm ran over the rough surface of his mask, Toga recalled his pleading cries to his teammates to help her, begging them to rescue her as her body was being torn apart at a molecular level.
"So I'm going to help you out." Looking up at the godly schoolgirl, tears spilling out from beneath his mask, Twice watched as she removed her hand from his head while giving him a comforting smile. Returning to her feet, Toga gestured for him to stand up, the masked man obeying without a second thought, afraid what the consequences of disobeying would be. Twice stared at her at the smiling blonde for several seconds, expectation gleaming in his eyes, waiting for her to do whatever she was planning to do for him.
"Uhh, not to be ungrateful or anything, but what are you waiting for?" Cautiously questioning the blonde-haired girl, Twice nervously wrung his hands, afraid he might have upset her by being so forward. A small smile spread on her lips at the fearful question, Toga placing her hand in front of her mouth as light giggles danced through her chest.
"I already did it, stupid." Twice blinked in confusion as the schoolgirl's giggles continued to rise in volume, her small shoulders shaking before she burst out into full-blown laughter. Scratching his head in confusion, his brows furrowed in deep thought, the villain tried to figure out what she could have possibly done. Wracking his brain, Twice tried to gather his thoughts, doing his best to discern just what kind of favor she could do for him. His eyes widened comically, a lightbulb practically lighting up over his head, his gaze whipped back to the godlike girl, Toga giving him a beaming smile.
"The other voices….they're gone. They're finally gone!" Nodding her head, Toga confirmed Twice's deduction, a wide toothy grin covering her face. Twice grabbed the smaller girl's hands, in his excitement completely forgetting that she was the wielder of frightening power, and began twirling them around in a circle like a pair of ballroom dancers. Excited giggles spouted forth from both their mouths as they spun to and fro, Twice ripping off his mask in joy as the pair celebrated the man's cure from insanity. "Thank you!"
"Kurogiri!" A wet, squelching holler interrupted the excited pairs impromptu celebration, Toga's exuberant smile returning to a fearsome scowl as she turned to glare at the person daring to ruin their celebration. Crawling desperately toward his servant, a sickly blood trail smearing across the floor, Tomura reached his leftover arm out to the Portal user for help. "Get us out of here!"
"Yes, sir." Reacting quickly to the command, Kurogiri summoned a bunch dark, swirling portals beneath all of the League member's feet, sucking them in one by one. Envisioning their bar hideout, Kurogiri began teleporting his master and his compatriots to safety, Toga merely watching them disappear with a disinterested stare.
Traveling through the inky blackness, the familiar weightlessness rolling in his stomach, Dabi could feel the flames covering his body, thankfully, extinguish. After their brief time in darkness, the League of Villains landed in a messy heap, Tomura's bloody form splatting messily onto the marble floor. Wait, marble floor?
"Back again so soon?" A light girlish laugh, one full of malice and a promise of pain, made the League feel the greatest fear they had ever experienced in their life. Lifting their heads in unison, they found themselves back in the same mysterious room they had been in mere moments, Toga waving at them with a bright smile on her face. A shiver ran their collective spines at this seemingly innocent sight, but they knew better than to trust what they were seeing as a dark threatening aura covered the schoolgirl's cute features.
"Do it again Kurogiri!" Dabi screamed out in fright, a sentiment that was shared by every single member of the League, all of them wanting 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, the clear blue sky stretching out before them as they once again landed heavily on a most unforgiving surface. As harsh as the burning sunlight may have been on their eyes after their traversal through the darkened portal, it at least confirmed to them that they had managed to escape that infernal room and the sadistic schoolgirl within.
Staring up at the blue sky with new appreciation, the cool wind helping to soothe his bubbling flesh, Dabi had never felt so glad to be alive. Ragged breaths shook his body, if they were from pain or fear Dabi couldn't tell, the flame user having never felt so much unadulterated terror in his entire life and he hoped to never feel it again. Shifting his gaze toward his 'boss', he watched as 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.
What the hell happened to bestow such a horrific power to a psychotic girl like Toga?
"The view is nice here, 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 as she looked out over the cityscape, was Toga Himiko.
"Miss me?" Leaning backward, Toga hung her head upside down over the railing to face them, grinning madly at the horrified villains. Enjoying their looks of abject fear and horror caused Toga to cackle crazily as she sat back up before suddenly dropping off of the side of the building, her crazed laughter slowly fading as she fell further down to the pavement below.
The League held their collective breath as they watched the schoolgirl disappear over the edge, all frozen in time as they waited for what was to come next, small prayers of hope that she was finally gone falling from their lips. Mr. Compress held his staff tightly in his grip, his wringing of the hilt causing its wooden veneer to slowly wear out, small creaks and cracks emanating from beneath his palms.
"Nowhere you go is safe." A soft voice in the top hat-wearing villain's ear caused him to jump several feet in the air, a very childish scream jumping from his throat, activating his quirk on instinct as 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 greatly confusing the trickster villain, the familiar feeling of a marble appearing in his grasp unusually absent.
"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 with a sickly sweet smile. Tapping his mask with the lightest of touches, Toga's fingernail barely grazing the wooden covering, a perfectly straight line splitting it down the middle, revealing the villain's pale white face underneath. "But why would you do something like that to Spinner?"
Looking at his palm, Mr. Compress was surprised to find a tiny, marble-like sphere in his hand, the trickster pretty sure he had struck Toga. So where did this come from?
Bringing the sphere closer to his face, Mr. Compress was shocked to find the reptilian form of Spinner slumbering inside. Toga had somehow redirected his quirk toward Spinner, all without making a single move even to suggest she was doing it. It was as if she could do it all just by thought. Backing away on wobbly legs, Mr. Compress fell roughly onto his butt, looking up at Toga as if she was some kind of demon. For all he knew, she was.
"Well, this was fun." Letting out an exaggerated yawn, stretching her arms high into the air, Toga cast another mischievous smile toward the fear-stricken members of the League of Villains. "But you guys are getting boring."
Waving her hand dismissively, each member was slowly pulled into a mysterious swirling vortex, completely different from the ones Kurogiri would usually create. The last thing they saw before being swallowed up by the darkness was Toga, cheerfully waving farewell to them, a horrifically psychotic look in her golden eyes.
"I'm sure we'll play again real soon."
Sitting at the edge of the building, lazily drawing circles over the Tokyo skyline, Toga was casually playing around with her new powers, the world suffering from the schoolgirl's boredom. Every stroke of her finger would alter 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. As the newly crowned god of reality played with the city like a new toy, the sun bounced up and down in rhythm to a tune in Toga's head.
"Oh, what should I do now?" Dropping over the side of the building, Toga began walking down its vertical surface as if stuck to it with superglue, her body completely unbound by the laws of gravity. They were hers to rewrite after all.
Crossing her arms behind her back, lightly skipping down the side of the glass-covered building, 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 plucked a car from the street below, bringing the tiny vehicle closer to her golden eyes for inspection.
The tiny car was pinched gently between the tips of her thumb and pointer finger, the same size as it had been from her vantage point, the terrified pedestrians within screaming in terror at the moon-sized pupil staring through their window. Toga admired the miniature people inside the car, cooing at how adorably small they were, the psychotic blonde barely able to make out their horrified faces. Giggles racked through Toga's frame, jostling the minuscule occupants within the car like an earthquake, greatly enjoying the power she held over these, and every, person.
Returning the car to its place on the street, it's size restored to normal, Toga flopped lazily onto her behind, her head resting comfortably in the palm of her hand.
"All these choices are making it hard to decide." Blowing a stray hair out of her face, the breath traveling like a tornado into the sky and knocking a plane wildly off course, Toga ran through all the exciting possibilities this new power afforded her.
"I 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 it's a classic for a reason."
Kicking her legs back and forth, Toga imagined the groveling masses, all 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. Lakes, no! Oceans of it! Oh, how delicious that would be."
Drooling at the mere thought of all that sweet nectar covering all parts of the world made her thirst increase tenfold, a little smattering of drool falling to the street below, impacting with the concrete like a meteor.
"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, all of us decked out in the cutest pajamas. Everyone would 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, cheering me on as I turn them into quivering masses of severed limbs. Oh, how lovely!"
Toga's happy thoughts spiraled further and further down a sadistic vortex, the visions of brutality and suffering causing the pupils in her eyes to dilate from the intense pleasure coursing through her. Falling onto 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 a gesture for my beloved. It's not grand enough. The whole solar system should be as beautiful as his face, every star dedicated solely to him! Izuku, Izuku, Izuku! My lovely Izuku!"
As soon as her mind wandered toward her green-haired love, from his face to his boundless heroism, it was all she could think about. His hopeful smile and emerald eyes boring itself into her mind until it became the focal point of all of her thoughts.
"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 on the roof, you would compliment on 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, my heart beating loudly in my chest as I lean in closer."
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, from going to class together to fighting villains side by side, planted the seed of an idea deeper and deeper into her brain, one that sprouted into the most beautiful plan she could think of. Closing her golden eyes, Toga could feel a genuine smile come to her lips.
She had made her decision.
Sprinting down U.A.'s hallways, his red, oversized shoes tapping noisily against the ground in a rapid beat, Izuku hustled to his classroom faster than he had ever done before. Leaping up the steps two at a time, the wielder of One for All skidded around the final corner with a deafening screech of soles on a freshly waxed floor, hurrying toward the giant door labeled 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 swiftly wrenched the gigantic door open with a powerful heave.
"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, for once without the underlying tone of agitation, helped calm the hero in training's rapid heartbeat as relief washed 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, several eyes watching his walk of shame, 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, her pointed words having hit their mark with deadly accuracy.
"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, glad someone had his back, the frog girl smiling back at her green-haired twin. Shuffling quietly to his seat, Izuku suddenly stopped in his tracks as his eyes bulged out like saucers. Cold sweat dripped from his brow, his heart hammering uncomfortably in his chest, his whole body wracked with fear.
"Didn't get enough sleep last night, Izuku-kun~?" Frozen in place, Izuku could not answer the question directed toward him, 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!
July 11, 2020 Update: I'm surprised it has taken me this long, but I completely forgot to add Magne to this story in any way! It was just an oversight when I started and then I just forgot to have her there. So let's just say she was spared by Toga because she liked her and was not there when she died in chapter 1 so she had no reason to summon her. Sorry for that mistake.
This chapter I felt needed a bit more fleshing out during the torture scenes, what I originally wrote not quite translating well to what was in my head. I hope this time it's a bit clearer or at least a better read!
