"So these are Basil's friends…fascinating…" Sayako hums quirking her head to the side smirking amused at the colourful cast before her, furrowing her brow when she finds herself strapped up alone this time, feeling her feet fidget alongside her arms as her head quirks to the side briefly.
"It's Orochi now." Mad, Magus snaps sharply at the girl grunting, flailing about in the confines.
"And I don't care." Coldly, Sayako snaps reeling her head back.
"Well he does." Magus snaps appearing before Sayako before crying out when Sayako slams her head against Magus.
"Big sis Magus! I'll cut you!" Toga seethes her blade teasingly touching Sayako's throat only making her sicker.
"Do it bitch won't change your whore ass face." Snickering, Sayako smirks smugly.
"You must really have a death wish." Dabi sighs shoving his hands into his pockets.
"Eh all I want for my funeral is a good meal for the others oh oh also, also bells ringing out for Christmas day for my funeral."
"But it's not Christmas…" Confused, Spinner points out.
"Maybe never gonna give you up, that'll be fucking funny…hahah….bold of me to even assume anyone would ever come…maybe they'd go for the open bar maybe I should ask for it to be open casket then." Haughtily, Sayako snickers spasming in her confines, cursing, mumbling incoherently.
"Has she been drinking?" Confused, Compress turns to Kurogiri.
"Of course not." Kurogiri answers.
"Aren't you worried about what we did to your friend?" Frowning, Dabi questions.
"Not really you want him on your side right? Why kill the guard you want on your side?" Sayako shrugs.
"Smart girl." Shigaraki remarks.
"Not really, flattery won't get you nowhere besides he's a big bag of angries course you'd want him on your side shame it won't work." Smirking, Sayako answers.
"And you know that?" Shigaraki arches a brow.
"He's too stubborn to just switch sides." Sayako shrugs.
"But you on the other hand?" Shigaraki asks.
"Oh no I'm pretty stubborn or is it annoying, eh probably both." Bored, Sayako shrugs her leg jittering.
"Aren't you worried about what we did to him?" Dabi furrows his brow at the girl noting her squirming.
"Not really no. I know what you're trying to you think by splitting us up you'll get more information since I'm alone and separated from people we are accustomed to, can lead people into spilling the beans more. Hey anyone in the mood for coffee? I like coffee…did you know there's a bean day? It's January the 6th then again there are like about 400 types of beans out there so…" Sayako begins rambling making the others arch a brow by the girl olive hues jumping from side to side as she rambles.
"I think you've had enough." Compress sighs.
"And I think you should shut up." Sayako remarks.
"Look at you being smart." Shigaraki remarks.
"Look at me using my common sense you mean. Still, got to give you probs your friends have some sense of style I mean look at that guy he has a top hat. Hey, hey why is it there's a wine called dry wine I mean a drink is meant to hydrate you so why drink something dry? Even then why does red wine all taste the same, it all tastes like moult which just tastes like candle wax…" Sayako asks as she slams the back of her head against her holding platform of sorts once more.
"Well…that can…" Kurogiri begins but…
"Why thank you." Compress cuts him off tipping his hat to her.
"Can't go wrong with a fedora or bowler though, man top hats should come back also the mask is pretty sweet not to mention how much effort yandere over there goes through to have hair like that." Sayako quirks her head to the side, grinding her teeth together.
"Aww thank you now where shall I cut?" Toga sneers seething pressing her blade deeper into Sayako's throat as a small stream of ruby red forms making her cackle.
"Did you know veins have three layers? Ooh! Ooh! My rope would be a good place to start." Smiling, Sayako offers as the others furrow their brow some perturbed by her words.
"So loud…" Shigaraki scratches at his neck.
"Aw gamer boy…shame if you didn't have that hand over your face I bet you're quite the looker." Mischievously, Sayako winks.
"You think complimenting me is going to get you of it?" Shigaraki quirks his head to the side.
"Eh worth a try I mean I like the shades the one with the huge ass column has." She gives Magus that who glares bitterly at her cradling their busted bloodied nose tended to by Kurogiri.
"What about me? You like anything about me? Probably not…" The masked figure asks hopeful only then to deflate like a balloon.
"Your personality is cool." Calmly, Sayako shrugs.
"Ooh which one?" Eagerly, the masked figure beams brightly.
"Uh…" Uncomfortable, Sayako reels her head back.
"Twice shut the hell up." Grumbling, Dabi huffs from the barstool.
"Oh look at Mr edgelord over here hello, so many crabs have you got crawling about?" Dubiously, Sayako snickers as his icy blue narrow at her.
"What's that meant to mean?" Dabi scowls, his hands engulfed in an icy blue flame.
"Oh come on tall dark and…" Unfazed, Sayako begins but falters from the scorching heat emitting from the bright blaze before her.
"Handsome?" He seers leaning in smirking smugly down at her.
"I'd say zombie would be a better term." Teasingly, she smirks up at him making his hues widen when hearing her words.
"Shame if I had to burn that pretty little mouth of yours shut." He leans in sneering.
"Try it see where that gets you." Disgusted, Sayako sneers at the sharp stench of burnt flesh from him.
"Dabi enough." Shigaraki orders.
"You're shitting me…" He lowers his hand reluctantly as all eyes turn back to the blue boy.
"Sayako Sachiko I will ask you again will you join the league of villains?" Shigaraki stands from his seated form, arms stretched out almost as if he were welcoming her into a warm welcoming hug.
"And I will ask you again…have you considered painting your hands nails? Black would look really slimming on them." Sayako smirks unfazed only then to gasp, saliva spewing out of her gut, splattering saliva on the floor as she winces, her olive hues glaring into a pair of ice cool blue.
Punching a woman? Low blow blue boy…" Snickering, Sayako cackles at him.
"You're annoying." He raises his hand engulfed in flames ready to finish her off when…
"Enough!" The harsh hiss echoes as the stomping sound of footsteps echoes where Sayako sees stables be thrown back to the side by a familiar tail, having tripped him up.
"Basil the fuck you playing at?" Angrily, Dabi demands from the boy, his gold glaring into Sayako's snickering olive, concern clear upon his face when seeing her hues look all over the place, seeing her spasming as next thing Sayako knew she was falling forward, caught in his arms before she pushes herself off him, beginning to pace, back and forth, back and forth muttering, mumbling, confusing the others when seeing the strained struggling teen before them have some sort of fit almost as they wait for her to ride it out, waiting for her to recompose herself as she screams, kicking at the wall randomly. Toko raises her blade once more but Basil raises his hand stopping her as the others watch, waiting it out….
"Kamino ward…" Midoriya furrows his brow at the busy streets of the nightlife of Kamino ward where people of all sorts of origins come around, talking, chatting, going about their day.
"It's so crowded." Uncomfortable, Shoto whispers.
"Those villains are hiding somewhere int his city just tell me where to go!" Kirishima declares determined about to run off when…
"Wait a second! For now on we need to be extremely careful! These criminals already know what we look like remember? We have to consider we could be attacked at any moment!" Momo intervenes swiftly snatching, stopping Kirishima.
"Yeah you're right shoo stealth mode!" Midoriya proclaims posing.
"You're standing out even more Midoriya." Bluntly, Todoroki tells him.
"We won't be able to scout effectively if we're recognizable." Ida sighs.
"Okay so what should we do?" Kirishima asks.
"I have an idea but it's a bit old school…" Sighing, Momo meekly confesses, a faint tint of embarrassment upon her as she gestures to the clothing shop as the teens venture into, hoping for some disguises.
"What did you guys do to her?"
"We had a talk that's all." Innocently, Shigaraki shrugs only making Basil's eyes narrow.
"Just a talk look at her!" Orochi snaps scowling gesturing to the struggling mess, cradling her head, tugging stray strands of blonde, frail fibres of blonde mixed with brown descend down.
"We didn't know she'd freak out like this." Tiredly, Dabi sighs.
"What's wrong with her?" Confused, Shredder questions as she whimpers, wincing, cradling her head, her hands flat on either side of her head.
"Everything, everything's wrong, everything's fucking…" Seething, Sayako seethes, raising her fist alarming the others only then as they draw their weapons to watch as she screams, slamming her fist into the wooden floorboards below.
"There is nothing wrong." Feebly, Orochi tries to argue grimacing when seeing scarlet smear the wall below.
"The floor would say otherwise." Dabi remarks shoving his hands into his pockets seeing her nails scrape against the wooden floorboards, her crescents scratching at the boards.
"She's just…she needs to just let it out." Feebly, Orochi tries to argue but…
"So she can attack us?" Shredder snaps scowling.
"Please she isn't…she just needs to let it ride it out or else she's not going to help either of us." Tentatively, Orochi tries to explain.
"So we should get rid of her?" Dabi raises his hand engulfed in icy blue.
"We are not harming her. You guys did enough to her." Pointedly, Orochi snaps scowling.
"Well she's your guest." Dabi shrugs sheepishly.
"Yeah she should have woken up to you." Pouting, Toga huffs puffing her cheeks out like a chipmunk.
"Yes well I had matters to attend to. I didn't think it would get this bad though." Truthfully, Orochi crosses his arms over his chest.
"She was just kidnapped." Fairly, Twice points out chirpily cheerily.
"…Sayako can you hear me?" Softly, Orochi calls out to her.
"You know you could pick better boyfriends Basil." Briskly, Sayako brushes Orochi off.
"Boyfriend?" Shigaraki stands scowling.
"Shigaraki darling enough she's only doing this to rile you up." Magne tells him.
"Sayako I'm going to ask you again…" Annoyed, Orochi tries to gather his patience when seeing the girl stand up beginning to pace back and forth biting her bruised bloodied lip, a shy stream of ruby red teasingly touching her tongue, tasting nothing but iron.
"And I'm going to blank you again." Smoothly, Sayako brushes him off.
"Sayako…" Sighing, Orochi watches on as Sayako sturts over to the bar uncaring towards the numerous glares pinned upon her back.
"Hey purple mist man I got to ask you're like all portal right?" Curious, Sayako leans over the bar, eyeing the champagne glass standing tall by her side.
"Yees?" Unsure, his yellows narrow at her.
"Where odes your poop go? Do you even poop? I mean you have a body but…" Befuddled, Sayako asks as the others gape at the question.
"I beg your pardon!?" Perturbed, the portal demands.
"PFFFFF!" Toga and Twice snicker bursting into a fit of giggles while the others roll their eyes.
"I…Is she alright?" Concerned, Compress questions eyeing the girl.
"Just let her go I saw her at the attack, she's smart enough to know she can't take us all on right? I mean U.A students are so clever." Smoothly, Shigaraki intervenes only making a pair of olive narrow.
"Do you want to get on your knees as you suck me off or…?" Sayako remarks making Shigaraki flinch as Dabi places his hand over his mouth sniffling the chuckle escaping his lips, a small smirk upon his lips.
"You…" Shigaraki seethes scowling.
"How disgusting…" Disdained, Compress shakes his head.
"So got to ask the mask where did you get such a snazzy mask from?" Intrigued, Sayako asks.
"Wow thank you, but I'm afraid a magician never shares his secrets." Touched, Compress bows gracefully to Sayako.
"Fair point." Slowly, Sayako reaches out to the bottle coiling her fingertips around the neck of said bottle.
"So good to see you getting along with one of our own." Shigaraki remarks as Sayako eyes the bottle before her.
"Bit of an assumption there I just gave the guy a compliment that's all." Annoyed, Sayako glares at the label of the bottle.
"Sayako Sachiko." Shigaraki struts over to her.
"Here we go…" Sayako rolls her eyes exasperated muttering under her breath bitterly.
"Will you join the league of villains?" Shigaraki stretches his arms out to her once more making her eye twitch,
"Yeeeah…No." Smoothly, she reels the bottle back before smashing it into Shigaraki's head smirking sadistically, a glint gleaming in her eyes when hearing his harsh cry of shock only then to gasp when she is thrown to the ground, pushed as next thing she knew she fell flat to the ground, glaring into a familiar icy pair of blue, a similar sadistic smirk to her own upon Dabi's lips.
Cheeky move brat." Dabi stretches his fingertips flexing them as flames envelope his hand once more, moving closer to her. She eyes the bottle casted down to the ground below, seeing the neck bottle roll over to her side, seeing the sharp shards of the shattered bottle.
"Don't! Sayako please come on it's me, it's okay it's okay, it's…" Orochi begs making Dabi look over at Orochi about to berate him as Sayako uses said opening, grabbing said neck and swiping at Dabi making him hiss, blood gushes down the side of his face. She kicks him off, diving away from them all as they are surrounded.
"Don't touch me, don't touch, don't touch, don't, don't, don't…!" Deranged, Sayako seethes snarling baring her feral fags at the group.
"What do we do with this nutjob?" Dabi seethes as Toga draws out her blade lunging at Sayako.
"Nuts…did you know you can use walnuts as a gluten-free base for anything that needs a crust." Cackling, Sayako snickers. She easily grabs said blade elbowing Toga in the gut causing Salvia to spew out as she is easily disarmed and kicked to the side.
"I…did not know that." Twice furrows his brow.
"And I don't fucking know all I have are these stupid fucking facts in these stupid barren empty head!" Heaving, Sayako screams, cradling her head tugging at stray strands of blonde.
"H-Hey come on don't…there's no need to hurt yourself Sayako come on…" Tentatively, Orochi tries to reach out to the girl staggering back.
"DON'T TOUCH ME." Sayako screams slamming her foot to the ground as the others gaps when suddenly string spikes out of Sayako coiling around them all as they find themselves frozen.
"Argh!"
"T-That b-bitch she's going to kill us!" Spinner screams as he heaves, struggling in the vie grip of the iron fibres around them all making them flail.
"S-Sayako c-calm d-down p-please!" Pleadingly Orochi begs horrified when seeing small slits of ruby red form upon Toga's cheek, seeing the purplish hue form around their throat and beginning to spread but his gold dilate when meeting panicked scared olive as a ruby red hand lunges at her.
"Compress!" Shigaraki calls out as the teeny tiny ball comes crashing down to the ground.
"Sayako!" Strained, Orochi calls out as he falls flat to his knees, catching said ball clutching, clinging it to his chest pained.
"No…" Weakly, he whimpers pained anguished at the sight of her, of her eyes they were so scared, so…
"It had to be done until she can at the least calm down." Shigaraki stands over the pained Orochi.
"Sayako…" Orochi whispers, his voice cracking breaking briefly, feeling the strong sting of disappointment gnaw away at him.
"I'll go put her back in her cell." Compress offers his hand out to Orochi but he remains firm, clutching said ball tightly to his chest.
"I suggest keeping her in her ball form before releasing her. We don't want to make the other one uncomfortable." Dabi advises leant against the bar before looking over at Orochi, a still silence hanging heavily in the before Orochi silently slowly hands the ball over.
"Of course." Compress nods his fingertips clasping around said ball before heading down descending down the step to the prison cells.
"Sayako…" Longingly, Orochi whispers pained.
"Come on Orochi forget about her let's drink!" Twice declares joyously bringing the sad snake into a side hug.
"Yeah!" Toga cheers.
"Aren't you underage?" Sceptical, Orochi's gold narrow at Toga.
"Just get a drink you need one after dealing with that bitch." Dabi slumps his shoulders turning to the bar.
"She isn't a bitch." Sharply, Orochi snaps scowling watching as Toga gets out the first aid kit tending to his cheek or trying to until being swatted away by Dabi's hand.
"Either way I need one." Dabi grumbles as Kurogiri draws him a drink, lifting it to his lips, needing it now more than ever after that talk of there's.
"Great disguises we'd stand out in this district dressed like kids!" Kirishima furrows his brow as the others exit out of the shop.
"Yaoyorozu, couldn't you have just used your quirk to save money?" Mystified, Shoto furrows his brow at Momo.
"Well technically but that's against the rules if I started making everything think about the impacts upon the academy, we must ensure the flow of commers that's right it's our civil duties as citizens!" Flustered, Momo gestures frantically, furrowing her brow bouncing about as she tries to defend her flustered form, bopping up and down excitedly, a gleam glistening behind her shades.
"Sure…I think I'm finally starting to understand Sayako's white collar remark now…" Lowly, Todoroki mutters under his breath sweat dropping at her.
"White collar? But Todoroki I'm not wearing one." Oblivious, Momo says innocently, brow furrowed not quite sure what to make of his words.
"Now you two are going to stay there until you learn to play nice!" Sternly, Twice tells Sayako shoving her inside the cell as the bloodied, battered, beaten Sayako is thrown into the wall, the cell swiftly slammed shut as Twice happily hums, leaving the two skipping.
"Bakugo hey buddy!" Strained, Sayako smirks at Bakugo, his raw reds widening when seeing her cough crimson plastered on the floor below, her lip crack, busted, scarlet streams gush down her nose.
"What did you do?" Katsuki furrows his brow at her.
"What makes you think I did it?" Irritated, she scowls at him, her leg moving up and down as she sits slumped against the wall.
"Cause you're a dumbass." Deadpanned, Katsumi states.
"This coming from the hothead." Huffing, Sayako sneers standing up beginning to pace back and forth.
"At least I know what to do I mean what the fuck are you doing pacing?" Perplexed, Katsuki questions lost.
"I don't…fucking know okay!? Besides they are the villains out of the villains and a U.A student you think I'm the one at fault." Frustrated, she snaps at him seething snarling.
"It's you." Katsuki snaps making her grind her teeth together.
"Oh fuck you!" Sharply, she shouts at him.
"No fuck you!" Katsuki snaps back.
"Why are you such a dick Katsuki?" Sayako demands from the boy grimacing from her words.
"I'm not a dick! You're shitting me right? Pulling a knife…" Katsuki begins making Sayako scowl.
"Oh let that fucking go besides this coming from the guy that screams die, die, die and nearly killed a student he had bagged with on his first practice you're no better than me, at least I have restraint!" Roaring, Sayako exclaims.
"Not from what I've seen." Snippily, Katsuki exclaims.
"Oh just fuck off!" Sayako turns her back to him.
"No you fuck off you think you're so much better than me! You're nothing just cause you saved me from that thing doesn't mean jack!" Enraged, Katsuki points out.
"I never said it did." Sayako disputes.
"Oh please you did. You've always looked down on me." Katsuki scowls at the open air.
"Maybe if you weren't such a dick all the time I wouldn't have to be!" Boisterously, Sayako states.
"Why…?" Katsuki's ruby reds falter.
"Why what?" Sayako questions him.
"Why did you save me that day?" Katsuki questions her taking her aback.
"Because I knew I could do something so I did it." Usure, she shrugs.
"…" Katsuki shuffles slightly, glaring to the side.
"Look I have no idea what shit you're thinking but…" Tiredly, Sayako raises her hands up in mock surrender.
"But what?" Katsuki cuts her off.
"We need each other." Sayako sighs.
"I don't need you." Katsuki spits out disgusted.
"Just listen to me, we both need each other if we're going to get through this. You can't keep pushing me away you need me just as I need you." Annoyed, Sayako explains to him.
"I don't need you." Katsuki glares to the side once more.
"Then think of it as payback, I saved you once now you can save me or whatever bullshit your come up with." Frustrated, Sayako grumbles glowering.
"You do realize where we are right?" Katsuki exclaims.
"Trying not to think about it works. Sayako cranes her head leaning against the wall, groaning.
"Just like your arm." Katsuki's raw reds narrow at her purple arm, ignoring his throat tightening up at the sight.
"Just like my arm." Annoyed, Sayako sneers refusing to even look at it.
"It's fucking disgusting." Katsuki grunts, glaring at the purple arm.
"No shit. I can barely fucking feel it. Incensed, Sayako seethes.
"You serious?" Katsuki blinks baffled, a aprt of him alarmed a her words.
"Yep. Isn't that fucking great? You know what else is great puppies, perfect puppies that I want to fucking stomp on until I hear nothing but the crisp crunch of bone. Pained, Sayako smiles strained her voice quaking, quivering as she smiles, blinking back the tears threatening to fall.
"…Sayako?" Katsuki furrows his brow at the girl's groan.
"So loud everything's so fucking…" Fuming, she curls in on herself cradling her ears.
"What happened to your eye?" Katsuki asks her noting her black eye.
"Staples punched me, bastard hit me in the fucking gut." She winces at the memory ignoring the sharp sting.
"..So?" Katsuki furrows his brow.
"So fuck. My stomach already feels like shit, hey…think I could vomit on them." Groaning, Sayako cradles her stomach wincing.
"You wanna die!?" Katsuki barks at the girl groaning as he flinches from her low moan.
"Ow! Ow! Ow could you…could you just…not shout? That's be great? Tentatively, she begs grimacing.
"Could you take this seriously?" Katsuki sighs sadly, his voice lowered.
"If I did I would be freaking out right now alright urgh…Sayako squirms wiggling about on the floor.
"Would you stop fucking pacing?" Katsuki sighs when seeing said girl stand up once more.
"I can't fucking help it alright?" Annoyed, she crosses her arms over her chest.
"What the fuck do you mean you can't help it!?" Incensed, Katsuki demands seeing her gnaw at her chipped crimson crescent shaped nail.
"I don't need to tell you shit!" Sharply, she snaps back at Katsuki her olive twitching.
"Oi string girl what's wrong?" Katsuki demands from her.
"Nothing just…nothing." She raises her foot stomping on the ground below.
"Urgh pacing ain't going to do anything." Katsuki reminds her furrowing his brow when noting her bloodshot olives, her heaving form, feeling a sick sense of deva ju just from the sight of her panic, seeing beads of sweat slither down her tense temple, breathing frantically, heaving almost.
"You think I don't know that….!?" She seethes sharply snapping at the unfazed Katsuki.
"Just shut up and stand still for a second fuck sake…" Katsuki curses grumbling.
"…" Slowly, she slides down against the wall dejected.
"…You see that wall over there with that weird crack?" Katsuki asks taking Sayako aback.
"…Yeah." Sayako complies.
"Focus on that." Katsuki tells her.
"…Ok…kay? Struggling, she tries too but…
"You focused?" Katsuki asks her.
"Well I found this spider." Smiling, she stares down at sad spider swarming the area.
"Fine focusing on the spider what's his name?" Katsuki sighs slumping his shoulders.
"Pete…" Perkily, she smiles.
"What's… he like?" Katsuki sighs struggling.
"Apples." She answers.
"Apples the fuck?" Katsuki can't help but chuckle slightly.
"Pete is a picky spider." Snickering, she jokes.
"Clearly…you calm?" Katsuki questions her as she bows her head, shakily exhaling.
"…Yeah…how did you do that?" Taken aback, she peers over her shoulder at Katsuki.
"My sister…she…she used to calm me down as a kid when I'd get worked up." Katsuki furrows his brow at the memory of his sister tending to his what she deemed as ager attacks, her holding his had, the two talking about who knows what it'd help him, just her listening helped him…
"You care about her don't you?" Tenderly, a small smile crosses Sayako's lips.
"…" Quietly, Katsuki's ruby reds narrow at the ground below.
"She…she went through a lot." Katsuki brings his legs close to his chest.
"Hey Bakugo…. Did you know hot water freezes faster than cold water. Crazy, right? A number of explanations have been suggested for "the Mpemba effect," including one that posits warm containers conduct heat more efficiently, and another that suggests warm water evaporates faster." Curious, Sayako looks up at the ceiling, poking at the spider scuttling about.
"Why the fuck do you know that?" Katsuki's raw reds narrow at her.
"I don't know I just do." Sayako grumbles, gnawing at her sleeve.
"Huh. Guess you do learn something new every day even if it may be stupid." Katsuki grumbles, bringing his legs closer as a heavy silence hangs over the two, both of them closing their eyes just as the door opens and next thing the two knew they were being dragged out.
"You're annoying…you know that?" Shigaraki remarks as he sits down on the bar counter wishing for another char with both his hostages both of them opposite sides of one another, tied up through the leather claps coiled around them, back-to-back. Bakugo slumps forward briefly by the heavy metal cement like clasps, holding his hands together. He glares at the league of villains while Sayako simply taps her leg against the scraped up floorboards noting the bits of dried blood smeared upon the floor.
"And you're boring you probably don't know that." Sayako, seemingly knowing the response was directed at her states craning her neck back.
"I could kill you right now." Shigaraki slowly stands from his bar seat only to falter from the hand planted firmly on his arm, on the claw coiled around him as his ruby reds meet a pair of gold glaring up at him. He sighs shakily, slumping his shoulder, trying to compose himself.
"But you won't, like you said you want us remember?" Smugly, she reminds him, in a sing song tone, taunting him almost earning a small smirk from a certain raven-haired male.
"Orochi wants you not me." Mad, Shigaraki snaps reminding said girl.
"And you don't want to disappoint you're little boyfriend." Bemused, she wiggles a brow briskly brushing him off.
"He isn't my-" Seething, Shigaraki's fingertips curl in on themselves, his cold, bruised, battered, beaten inner palms swiftly stinging from the touch alone as Orochi simply sighs shaking his head at the blonde's antics annoyed almost by them, even exasperated some would say.
"Let's return to a short clip of the U.A high press conference that just wrapped up." The others then perk up at the TV turning to it.
"And would you look at that…" Amused, Shigaraki smirks at the sight of the screen showing much to Bakugo and Sayako's surprise Aizawa all dressed up in a tux with his hair held back as he stands before the media, a press conference taking place.
"We are here to apologise. A recent incident has caused harm to twenty-eight students' heroes and we staff were ill prepared. We take any responsibility for trauma caused by our negligence. It's our duty to train heroes but also to protect heroes in training." Truthfully, Aizawa begins bowing before the press flashing feverously at Aizawa, Vlad King and Nezu.
"I'll take the first question. Since the beginning of the year U.A students have had four encounters with villains. This time there were students who were gravely injured one of which was taken by the villains. How do you explain this to their families? And what are the specific steps you're taking to ensure their safety in the future?" The reporter stands as he questions the three.
"We will increase patrols around the school grounds and review security measures within the school. The safety of U.A students is our main priority make no mistake about it." Nezu reports to the media.
"Isn't that strange? The heroes are becoming the bad guys seems there not dealing with this very well. So much criticism but everyone makes a mistake or two right? It's not like they are supposed to be perfect modern-day heroes sure have it rough. Don't you think Bakugo? Sayako?" Smugly, Shigaraki turns back to the other two.
"Once a hero accepts payment to protect people they aren't a real hero anymore. That is what Stain's actions taught us." Spinner remarks leant against the wall.
"A hero in this current system only cares about money and glory and since society buys into those idiotic rules anyone deemed a loser is shoved aside." Shigaraki begins making Sayako furrow her brow briefly feeling a sharp sting to his words.
"Okay look blue boy, could we can it with the philosophical questions? My brain just doesn't have the mental patience in dealing with you're simplicity today." Tiredly, Sayako sighs groaning craning her neck back once more lightly hitting the back of her seat.
"We want to pose some questions what is a hero, what is justice, is this society truly fair? Soon everyone will be asking. That's when we know we've won and you like winning don't you Bakugo? And you Sayako like discussing these questions do you not?" Easily, Shigaraki ignores the groaning girl.
"Why don't you bring out the Kool-aid already?" Annoyed, Sayako grumbles under her breath only to wince from the light elbow to the side, her greens glaring into a pair of raw red as she shuts up, feeling her leg twitch as they remain strapped.
"Dabi let them go." Surprised, both their eyes widen alongside Dabi's own from Shigaraki's command.
"Huh? You know they'll just fight." Dabi furrows his brow at Shigaraki.
"It's fine we're recruiting them so we should treat them like a equal. Besides they're smart enough to know they can't take us all right? After all U.A students are so clever. "
"Hey twice you do it." Lazily, Dabi brushes the task off to Twice.
"Sure no way!" Smiling, Twice gives a thumbs up in a cheery chirpy tone only then to switch to an annoyed tone.
"Do it." Dabi orders.
"Aw man." Twice whines pouting as he makes his way over untying Bakugo first.
"I do apologise for my forceful methods but please understand we aren't some unruly mob avenging crimes without a third act in mind. We didn't kidnap you two by accident." Courteously, Compress tells the two.
"Even though our backgrounds are different everyone here has suffered because of people, rules that try to hold us back. I'm sure you two are the same." Shigaraki continues his rant just as Twice unclasps the final restraint off Katsuki, rubbing at his sore wrist before blasting twice in the head making the others gasp taken aback by the explosion but most importantly…staring shocked at the hand that had fallen flat to the ground.
"Did you see what she just did!? That's my big sis out there! Isn't she the coolest! No matter how much trouble she's in she's always the winner! Just like All Might" Gushing, the young Bakugo beams brightly watching the screen in the shop showing said brunette fighting her hardest against the villains surrounding her.
"Tch…I'm done listening to your endless talking can't you just get to the point or do you like your own voice? Basically, you want to cause trouble and you want me and threads to join you? Well screw you, we ain't interested do you understand!?" Fed up, Bakugo deadpans, brow furrowed. He cuts the others off smirking smugly at their terrified expressions only then to falter from the still silence of their leader staring down at the limp hand on him.
"…Father." Intensely, Shigaraki whispers seething as both Sayako and Bakugo flinch from the sheer malicious intensity emitting from Shigaraki feeling nothing but dread course through them at angering the head of the league of villains.
"You spoke about keeping the students safe Eraserhead but according to our information and yet you encouraged them to fight during the training camp, putting them in grave danger, one of which has been gravely injured from one of these said fights. What was your reasoning for this?" The reporter questions Aizawa as the cameras continues flashing during the press conference.
"I concluded that because we didn't know the full situation allowing them to use their quirks would help avoid the worse possible outcome." Aizawa answers.
"And what would that outcome be? Do you think twenty-six victims and two kidnapped children was a win for U.A high?" Sneering, the reporter remarks.
"I assure you things could have gone much more poorly. I feared every student would be tortured or killed in the end." Aizawa adds.
"Most of the victims were harmed by the gas attack we've determined it to be the result of a poisonous quirk used by one of the villains. Its thanks to the quick actions of miss Kendo and Mr Tetsutetsu that injuries were kept to a bare minimum. Additionally we're providing mental health counselling to every student but for now we do not see serious physical trauma." Nezu elaborates for the press.
"So you found a bright spot in this tragedy." Disgusted, the reporter sneers.
"We're relieved that an entire class of unburdened heroes still have a future." Firmly, Aizawa corrects him.
"Can you say the same thing for the abducted Katsuki Bakugo and Sayako Sachiko? He enrolled under your school with excellent marks and went on to win the sports festival. He is also the younger brother of pro hero Bombarda and was captured by a powerful sludge villain who had to be taken down by All Might. The boy's obviously strong and heroic just like his sister however just like hsis sister, he shares the same short temper as her." The reporter begins making their eyes narrow, Aizawa opens his mouth about to rebuke when…
"Sayako Sachiko on the other hand was offered a recommendation to the school but chose the exam. She had passed however she is also the daughter of the sadistic surgeon Kazz, who has had history when it comes to villains, you mentioned no one knowing about the camp nor its location but how are we not certain Sayako could have leaked the information to the guard. Funny how the villains mentioned wanting to kidnapped Bakugo but not Sayako and yet she too was taken, perhaps to avoid the media's eye upon her. A few reports have mention Sayako having mental health issues in the past in particular in middle school where she hospitalised a boy. Despite her supposed mental health treatment at U.A a few have mentioned her mental health having deteriorated having even placed a knife to a fellow students neck, now that doesn't sound hero like now does it? How was she not expelled for doing such a thing? You speak of U.A helping her but from what we saw at the festival it seems you are doing the opposite." Nevertheless, the reporter continues making Aizawa's eyes expand from his words grimacing, feeling a sharp sting to his chest from the report's report.
"The violence he showed at the sport festival and award ceremony both showed he cannot control his temper alongside that Sayako Sachiko's temper is no better for her to go to the extreme of a report showing her having put a knife to a fellow student's throat? How is that sort of violence condoned in U.A? Not to mention her having a heart attack live on stage, surely U.A 's teachings have gone too far for her to suffer through that. What if this is the real reason the villains kidnapped them? What if they are brainwashing Bakugo and Sachiko right now towards the path of evil? How can you sit there and tell us they both have a future?" Frowning, the reporter demands just as faraway in the ward, Momo watches the screen play, placing a hand over her neck grimacing at the memory pained.
This reporter knows exactly what he's doing. He's trying to antagonise us so we'd say something damming. You can't fall for it Eraser. He probably knows how much you hate the media and how much you hate yourself for letting them be kidnapped. Don't let him trick you. Internally, Vlad King looks over at his fellow teacher clearly concerned for him when seeing the rage in his blank bloodshot hues looking ready to end them all.
"As Katsuki Bakugo's and Sayako Sachiko's teacher I take fall responsibly for not taming their violent behaviour. However, their actions at the sports festival were born of their deep seeded convictions. They are trying their hardest in their pursuit to be the top heroes if the villains think they have a chance with them, then they are grossly mistaken. I can guarantee you that much." Aizawa bows his head after a still silence hangs heavily in the tight tensions of the room as he bows before the media, the press eating this up as on the other side, Sayako who had her head bowed down, grimacing from the reporters' report perks up at Aizawa's words watching the screen showing said male bowing as he explains his side.
"That doesn't amount to real evidence though I didn't ask how you feel I asked if you had concrete information. Sayako Sachiko has shown to have more villain tendencies then heroes she could…" Ruthlessly, the reporter continues but…
"She isn't." Curtly, Aizawa coldly cuts him off taking him and the reporters aback by the sheer sense of confidence coming from him.
"And you know that?" Sceptical, the reporter furrows his brow.
"I know her just as I know that we failed her." Honestly, Aizawa confesses making Sayako's shimmering greens widen when hearing his words.
"Pardon?" Perplexed, the reporter furrows his brow.
"Sayako Sachiko has had her fair share of struggles more than most but from these fallings I can see how much she wishes to be a hero. That doesn't account for her actions but we at U.A haven't been the best we have tried but the mental health of our students takes priority and as many of those struggling know the battle of mental health can be a tricky battlefield. We may have pushed her too hard just as you said however we are doing everything in our power to be better for her and for the rest of the classmates in her year." Earnestly, Aizawa explains to the crowd as Sayako blinks back the tears threatening to fall.
"We're doing our best currently with the intel we currently have available I have no doubt the police will break this case very soon. We won't rest until our missing students return to U.A." Nezu throws in.
"Aizawa…" Hoarsely, Sayako whispers, bowing her head anguished.
"Hah did you hear the teachers? They get me more than I thought we'll never join your league of bastards! We may not be at camp but I'm still allowed to fight!" Firmly, Katsuki states the fact firmly smirking smugly at the group of villains before him ready to take each and every one of them out.
"See Bakugo that's great and all but think you could get me off this fucking chair!" Curtly, Sayako snaps seething snarling. She roars, thrashing in the seat she is strapped to, on the floor courtesy of the chair having fallen to the floor leaving Sayako strapped to the side.
"Do it yourself thread girl!" Bakugo glares daggers down at the blonde.
"The fuck you say?" Sayako seethes flailing about as Shigaraki silently stares down at his hand, the intensity resonating from the male making the others freeze from the sheer bloodlust emitting from him.
"No Tomura Shigaraki stay calm!" Kurogiri calls out alarmed.
"Don't lay a single finger on them. Any of you. These heroes…are still a valuable piece." Pointedly, Shigaraki says to the others stopping the battle from starting.
"Heroes and Villains are cut from the same cloth…"
"What? You think we're the same? Not a chance!" Bakugo smirks smugly.
"Tomura…" Worriedly, Orochi whispers watching on as Shigaraki waves him off assuring he's fine as he slowly picks up the hand.
"Then I guess I have no choice. I wished you would have listened to what I had to say I thought you all of people would understand Sayako Hakamada." Smoothly, Shigaraki puts his hand back on just as Sayako flinches from the name, feeling his heart drop, his blood turning ice cold.
"Hakamada?" Confused, Katsuki turns to the frozen form of Sayako.
"We know all about you, how you're father chose the people over you, his own daughter, his own flesh and blood. He neglected both you and your little brother and for what? For the approval of strangers and they say blood is thicker than water." Shaking, Sayako curls in on herself, grinding her teeth together, shaking.
"…Stop." Warningly, she snarls hearing the faint sound of fibres tightening.
"It must have hurt when your own father threw himself after women and women just to deny your existence, just to deny his relationship with your other father. You must have hated how he was praised, he was rewarded for leaving you behind for putting you and your family away like they were yesterday's trash." Unfazed, Shigaraki continues as Orochi's eyes widen when seeing her form.
"Tomuraaa…" Worriedly Orochi calls out but it falls to deaf ears.
"And we're not even going into him adopting a child, a neglected abused child of a villain and how did the media react to that? They demonised him, just because he didn't conform to the way society was, because he refused to back down unlike your coward of a father, a cowardly pro hero in your eyes isn't he? He neglected you, when your father was having to pay for the numerous lawsuits thrown his way for the child he adopted where was your other father? Where was he when the death threats were sent to him? Where he was when the media had a practical witch hut for him? Where was he when he was suffering, when you were suffering, when you were all suffering!" Shigaraki declares proudly proclaim said fact as Katsuki's eyes expand at the news just as a singular tear freely falls from Sayako as next thing she knew…all she saw was red.
"It's not crowded but there are people around." Shoto remarks brow furrowed in his disguise as he leans against the wall after the others had dealt with Momo's drunken catcallers.
"We can't draw attention to ourselves. So what's our next move?" Momo asks.
"Let's go round the back it might be our best chance to get some solid info on this place." Midoriya reasons as the others follow Midoriya having arrived at their target designation.
"This is so narrow I might get stuck." Momo whispers grunting.
"Just keep moving we got to find out what's inside. No one will see us from back here. There! We should be able to see through that window." Midoriya tells them perking up at the grate window.
"We'll be blind through the darkness." Shoto furrows his brow.
"One second I'll make a night vision scope." Momo removes her lenses ready to do so when…
"Wait…no need. I actually brought one along with me for this." Kirishima intervenes.
"Whoa. Really?" Midoriya stares stunned at the device in his hands.
"When I thought about what we'd have to do. I figured we might need it." Kirishima bashfully bows his head.
"Sure but aren't those models super expensive? I did some research on them when I was thinking about my costume but they cost like fifty thousands or something right?" Worriedly, Midoriya points out.
"Whatever man just drop it." Annoyed, Kirishima sighs.
"Right then Kirishima will serve as our scout. Back him up Midoriya." Shoto tells him as Kirishima is held up by Ida and Midoriya is held up by Shoto.
"Don't lean forward so much we might have to run at a moments notice. Tell us what you see inside and be quick about it." Worriedly, Tenya warns the two.
"Right….the place is pretty trashed but it doesn't loo-argh!" Horrified, Kirishima states stunned at the image revealed form the binoculars.
"What's wrong!? You weren't spotted were you?" Shoto hisses harshly.
"T-The back left the corner Midoriya look…" Shaken, Kirishima passes the lenses over to him.
"No way…are those all…nomu?" Midoriya stares stunned at the army amount of nomu's in pods of some sort, having o clue how the pros could combat against the army of nomu's resting, waiting for the moment to strike.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Screaming, she snaps slamming her fist to the floor, the tears freely falling as strings shoot out of her coiling around everyone including a certain blonde.
"Oi Sayako!" Katsuki calls out to the girl heaving.
"He wasn't there he was never there for you. The media tells us to love who we want, quirkless, mutant, whoever it is love who we want but when it comes to the fact of the matter, when it comes to reality, nothing has changed, these quirks have done nothing but alarm others of the differences between humanity and made the restrictions of hero society all the more tighter. You are a sign, you are the symbol, you are the representation of what that can be. Same sex couples here cannot marry but they can be partners but how is that fair? Why can't they marry just like any other couple? Why is there a difference? Why is it harder for these couples to adopt, to have the life they want? It's because they fear it, they fear the methods of creating such children. That is what you are Sayako you represent what the commission fear, what the people of Japan could make, could create…" In awe, Shigaraki gushes at the shaking girl, pointing proudly at her as she shakily stands, the tears freely falling from her.
"Create? The fuck is going on?!" Lost, Bakugo grunts griming feeling the fibres dig deep into his flesh, seeing black spots appear in his blurry vision.
"And why did he do that? Because the media wasn't ready for what he is, for what they are, for what you represent. You were never meant to be born but you were and have now opened a path for people like you, for couples like your parents, for…" Fascinated, Shigaraki announces only then to be cut off by the sharp strings coiled around his throat causing him to heave.
"Are you done?" Surprised, Sayako and the others jolt up at the voice as Katsuki blinks a fair few times trying to adjust his blurry vison trying to fight back against the black blurs in his vision.
"It doesn't matter, none of it fucking matters. Sayako doesn't fucking care! I know Sayako she aint the sort to switch sides she may sprout shit but she isn't the sort to turn traitor!" Katsuki declares proudly shocking everyone just as he feels the coil around him loosen.
"Heh…" Sayako smirks shyly just as Katsuki falls flat to the ground heaving huffing cradling his bruised throat.
"What's so funny?" Frowning, Orochi demands from her.
"You think I'd just switch sides do you know how hard it was to become a hero, for fuck sake I had to fucking study me fucking study! It was hell and that's not even brushing how I had a heart attack at the sports festival, you think after everyone I've done after everything I've risked. I'd just throw it all away and besides becoming a villain just because my old man is a shitty father is such an overused cliché. I mean why should I give that old man the satisfaction that he affected me to a point of which I'd switch sides as if I'd give him that win!" Scoffing, Sayako cackles shaking her head at the morons before her, keeping her grip tight on them as Katsuki shakily stands, cradling his throat.
"That…is both the most amazing but most pettiest thing I think ever heard." Katsuki smirks smugly amused almost as the two share a glint gleaming as they stand back to back with one another.
"Yeah well-" Sayako begins just as Dabi is about to set said strings on fire until they all perk up at the knock of the door turning to…
"Pizza delivery!"