Nakayama Atsushi POV (a reporter)
This right here could be my big break, I thought, as I walked towards the symbol of peace. All Might himself.
Here he was, after having put a stop to a gang of human traffickers, the light shining down on the hero and the captured villains.
I fixed my tie for the third time, and I walked forward, the camera men following me without me needing to say anything. There was no need for words here, we had done this many times, but I still felt my palms growing clammy.
A live interview of All Might, this is what would make me famous. This, this right here, is what would put me on the map.
He was far larger in person then on TV, especially this close. He was so much taller then everyone near us, so, so much larger too.
"So, All might, I was wondering if I could ask some questions?"
He let out a boisterous laugh.
"Of course, ask on!"
"Well, first I would just like to thank you for your service to all of humankind, and I would like to ask what was the scariest villain you have faced?"
He seemed to think over it for a moment, opening his mouth once before closing it, finally speaking, almost uncertain.
"I would have to say the scariest would be a villain known as Gigantomachia, a terrifying opponent that grew stronger the more he fought, and he did NOT care about casualties. I'm rather sure he retired, as he hasn't been seen in years now. So, your second question?"
And just as I was about to ask my second question, his phone rang.
"Ah, how rude of me! Do you mind if I take it?"
"Of course not All Might, I can wait."
He smiled before answering, this time in a far quieter voice then when speaking with me, but I could still hear what he was saying.
"Tsukauchi, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
Whatever this Tsukauchi said was enough for All Might to freeze in place up, dropping his phone with a schocked expression on his face.
If I didn't know better I would have said he almost looked... scared.
The villain that had been captured on the other hand, Superior, as he called himself, was one step from pissing himself.
He had a quirk that amplified all of his senses and his strenght, and he supposedly always had above human strenght and senses, so it seems as if he heard what Tsukauchi had said, and had not liked it.
He was shaking on the ground, and it seemed like he was trying to shout something around the gag he was wearing.
It was at this point I noticed that All Might had picked up his phone again, and this time he spoke with a tone filled with barely controlled rage, almost a hiss through his clenched teeth. It was a terrifying thing and it made me want to get as far away as I could, even though I knew if it turned it's attention onto me, I was dead meat.
I didn't dare to turn to look at All Might.
" . ?"
The next tones weren't spoken with quite as much rage, and I felt that it wasn't gone, just under control now.
His next words weren't spoken with anger, rage or hatred, but instead with determination and his words rang true on levels beyond what I could understand, even if I didn't understand.
"We make sure to check this time."
He put his phone back into his pocket, and smiled apologetically at us, the adoring and fearful audience before he spoke in hurried tones.
"I am sorry, but something came up and I will have to take my leave."
When he leaped into the sky I felt a weight get lifted from me. Not just from my shoulders, but every part of me.
I hope to god the camera man filmed that.
Superior POV
I had to disappear. That was the only way to hide from that monster for any extended periods of time, and that was what I would have to do.
All For One accepted many things, but one he did not accept was trafficking children. I had seen what happened to men far more powerful when they thought that rule didn't apply to them.
I would be rescued, that I knew, but how long could I really run after that? I knew my allies had to know he was back, or I would have no allies.
But still, damn, did this make me want to kill that security guard smiling smugly at me, as if she was superior to me just because I am in chains.
I didn't give a damn about the fact that she was wearing a mask obscuring her face, I knew she was smirking like them. Those that thought of themselves as betetr then me, but I showed them.
With the gift from Sensei, one I don't think I would be keeping much longer.
The prison transport didn't interuppt my thoughts by slowing to a halt or slamming on the brakes, no, it flipped through the air as if it weighed nothing, and then it slammed into the ground with all the care of a doll colliding on the floor after a child threw it away.
And I couldn't feel my legs.
I couldn't feel my legs.
I couldn't feel my legs!
I screamed as I saw the one that had caused all this, cars laying uprooted around her, with the guards of the transport laying dead or dying on the ground.
With a cloack and a robe that glittered in green and black, as if made of thousands of scales the size of sand grains, with green hair flowing freely, I felt as if I stood infront of Sensei again. I didn't feel that cold that bit down, deep, into my bones, but the feeling of being dissected as if I was worth nothing, (not less, just nothing) crawling up my spine.
I tried to crawl away, but I was stuck, and looking back at my body it showed that most of me was held on the ground by the car.
The security guard that was smirking like she better then me before tried to stand in the way of the monster aproaching me.
She tried, and like many, she failed.
One of the damned ghost shadow things around the girl standing in the middle of all the destruction, while slowly walking towards me, as if she was taunting me that she could take her time, released a burst of electricity from it's hands and she fell like a puppet with it's strings cut.
And step by step she grew closer.
Step.
Step.
Step.
And then she leaned down on one knee infront of my crumpled form, and smiled.
"You will be a fine collection to my shadows." And with that she reached forward with her hand and touched my head, with speeds far beyond what should be humanly possible, and in a burst of pain I was missing something that should be there.
Something that had been there since Sensei put it there. Something she took with the smile of a child being given a gift instead of a monster ruining a life.
Ruining the life of someone that mattered.
"Sensei sends his regards."
And with that comment, she vanished into a swirl of shadows.
The villain known as Superior passed away from his wounds on the way to the hospital, all while repeating the same phrase again and agian. "All For One lives."
The police officer that had transported him to the hospital thought it was creepy and commented on it to his collegues, and not all villains are monsters clad in spandexes. Some of them fit in like a glove any where. Some of them belived in justice once, but when justice failed them, they turned to profit.
And one of them heard the complaints of a tired, overworked police officer.
One person told another, and from there another was told.
One person said something online and ten thousand saw it, and told others.
Two hours after that officer complained all next to all organized crime in Japan stopped.
Four hours later the criminal underworld in asia was cast in to a panic while preparing gifts for the old king.
Six hours after that officer complained the infighting started.
The world villains was in a state it hadn't been in since before All For One made it his. Since before control existed. Since before order.
Because they knew that Sensei was alive, and he never treated traitors kindly, and no one had dared to stay on the same side as the dead man.
Eight hours later it came out that he had a new enforcer.
Twelve hours, almost to the minute, alliances started being made. The villains of the world ground their heels in and refused to go without atleast taking a bite out of All For One.
