Masutaro Sako, better known – to him – as Mustard. Aspiring villain, bodyguard of his boss' daughter, UA Hero Course student.
Very annoyed right now.
"Goddammit…" Mustard grumbled, trying to stand back up. Kurogiri had dropped him and the other students right in the middle of… a large mountain? No, he wasn't on an actual mountain. The ceiling of the USJ was still above them, so this was probably one of the terrains Thirteen had talked about.
"Where are we?!" Mineta shouted, looking around.
"I think we got sent to another part of the USJ. Are you two ok?" Masutaro replied, looking at both him and Kaminari, the blonde teen having stood back up.
"Yeah, I…" He froze, "Uh, guys?"
"What is-" Masutaro stared wide eyed as at least fifteen Villains appeared all around them, dropped from Kurogiri's portals to surround the students. "Oh." Masutaro bit his lip. Could he solve this by just saying he was with Shig- Handjob?
He snorted.
"What are you laughing at, brat?!" One of the people around shouted, his head covered by a large metallic helmet that made him look like a medieval knight, if it wasn't for the black tank-top he was wearing.
"Sorry, just… Handjob." He chuckled again, and despite his best effort Denki snorted too.
"You brat! Are you insulting the boss?!"
"We are sorry!" Mineta shouted, "Don't listen to them, they are just idiots."
"Y-Yeah, look, we don't want trouble." Kaminari added, raising both hands.
"Well, nothing personal kids, but we have orders to kill you all." The metal-masked man replied with a shrug, his arms growing larger most likely thanks to his Quirk, "if you surrender, I can make it painless." The other people nodded, Mineta screeching in fear and even Kaminari taking in a sharp breath.
Mustard bit his lip. "Uhm, pure hypothetical, but were you told to spare anyone?"
"Nope."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Think about it a bit more, uh… Sorry, I didn't get your name." Mustard said.
"It's Hard Head." The man said proudly, hitting his helmet to sell the point.
Mustard snorted, "What, that's why you work for a Handjob?" He reflexively asked, before covering his mouth. Kaminari and Mineta stared at him like he had gone completely insane – which, fair enough, but he was in a stressful situation and this guy had just called himself 'Hard Head'. At least he was referencing a part of his Quirk, this guy was referencing his helmet.
At least, the other villains found it funny, if their laughs were any indication.
"Ah! He really got you!" A man with long brown hair and a white mask that covered the upper part of his face, shouted.
"Shut the fuck up! You call yourself 'Gravitational Spring'!" Hard Head threw back.
"It's an awesome name!"
"You can make your arms longer! What part of that has anything to do with gravity or springs?!"
"… Springs grow longer." He defended.
"Yes, if they are fucking broken!" Hard Head shouted back, "Anyway, I was put in charge of this squad, so listen to me, alright?!"
"I'm not in your squad, I'm in Tesla's."
"Well, he isn't fucking here, so listen to me!"
"Uh, guys?" Another villain, this one a Heteromorphic type whose face resembled a white mask with only eyes and a black triangle for the mouth, said, "Can we go back to the job?"
"Yeah, you are kinda making this uncomfortable." A second villain said.
"Look I just came here to kill All Might and possibly some children, not to do name reviews." A third one added.
Mustard watched them bicker and was seriously torn between using the chance to sneak away and telling them to do their fucking job as Villains. They were putting the entire category to shame, dammit! Stain would have been in tears!
"Wow, that was a good move there." Kaminari whispered to him, interrupting his thoughts, "What now?"
Mustard looked at Mineta, who was still trembling, and then at Kaminari. "Can't you just zap them all?"
"I can't aim my Quirk."
"Damn, same." He looked at Mineta, "You have sticky balls, right?"
"Y-Yes?"
"Sticky balls, electricity, Gas, and my support items." Mustard sighed, throwing one of his gas grenades to each of them, "I think we have to fight."
"Are you insane?!" Mineta shouted, and that immediately got everyone's attention.
"Alright, enough, let's just kill them." Hard Head declared.
Mustard pulled out his gun. "Yeah, I don't think we have much of a choice."
-x-
"Stop right there!" A villain shouted, launching himself toward Himiko and her companion. The girl smiled and then slipped past his fist, disappearing from his field of vision thanks to a combination of her skills and the environment she had found herself into. Really, sending someone whose specialty were surprise attacks in the Conflagration Zone, where smoke, fire and crumbling buildings were everywhere to act as cover, was pretty dumb.
Or purposeful. After all, Kurogiri was the one that had dropped them here. As she thought that, she planted her knife in the guy's shoulder. Only the shoulder. She was supposed to be fighting as a UA student, after all, she thought as she turned around and hit him with the pommel of the knife on the back of the head, the man's scream from the stab silenced as he slumped on the ground. She smiled. She was supposed to behave nicely after all.
That was why she only stabbed him twice more, a ravenous smile growing on her face. Oh, she missed this…
"Uhm, Mademoiselle Shimura…" Her companion said, and she gasped, stopping herself from stabbing the shoulder more.
"Oh, uhm, sorry, I wanted to make sure he stayed down…" She replied, looking at the blonde, "Your name is… Aoyama, right?"
"Oui mademoiselle. Thank you for taking me with you." He added, and Himiko shrugged. She had just dragged away the boy because if he died Izuk- her classmates would have been sad.
"No problem. Think this guy was the only one that had caught up with us?" She asked.
"I-I think so." He looked around, "We probably lost the others, though they might ambush us next."
Himiko sighed. Why were those idiots attacking her? She was with the League, dammit! Tomura- Handjob should have told them to not touch her- "Oh that son of a bitch!" She shouted.
"Ssssh, Mademoiselle Shimura, we might get found out if you shout like this!" Aoyama looked down at the villain, "I-Is he dead?"
"Nah, I aimed for a part of the shoulder where there are no major blood vessels. I think. Probably." She sighed, "Well, if he dies it's self-defense, right?"
"I-I believe so. But we shouldn't kill, right?"
"O-Of course." Himiko nodded, trying to hide her worry. She looked down and opened her bag. On Izuku's suggestion, she had also requested bandages, and she quickly closed them around the stab wounds, sneakily, she also used the syringe to take some blood.
What? She deserved a reward for being such a nice person.
"So, what next…"
"There they are!" A guy wielding knife shouted, emerging from a corner, Aoyama screaming as ten or so more villains followed him.
"Dammit…" Himiko pulled out another combat knife and a syringe, "Guess we are fighting."
"We are on your side!" Aoyama shouted.
Everyone froze at once. Himiko blinked, and looked at him, then at the villains. She counted seven total. "Uh, for real?" The guy in the lead said.
"Yes! I work for Handjob's dad, and she is his sister!" he shouted. Himiko stared at him. What?
-x-
"You know, Doctor, I feel like I'm forgetting something." All for One replied.
"Did you forget to tell Tomura Shigaraki and Kurogiri about your spy in Class 1-A?" The doctor asked without missing a beat, like he already knew the answer.
All for One snorted, a mighty impressive feat considering he lacked a nose. "Ah! As if I would ever forget about something so important like- Fuck!" He grabbed his phone and pressed the fast call number to Kurogiri. "Come on, pick up…"
"Good day. This is Kurogiri's voice mail. Please leave a message after the-" All for One hung up the phone and snarled, punching another number.
"This is Tomura Shigaraki's voice mail. If you aren't dad, fuck off. If you are dad, hi dad, *smooching sound* I love you."
All for One shivered as he hung up the phone. "Dammit Tomura."
"I mean, maybe he will survive?" Garaki replied, and All for One hummed. Navel Laser was a good Quirk, the Villain could attest to that considering he used it before. Granted, the image of the Symbol of Evil thrusting his hip forward to shoot or having to get away from that kid – what was his name, En? – because he had a bad case of the shits had been a bit humiliating, so he didn't miss it, but still, quality Quirk.
"He better. I suppose if he dies, I still have Mustard and Himiko, but I sent him in so I could have a spy without putting the identity of those two on the line." He tapped his
-x-
"Wait, you work for dad?!" Himiko shouted, pointing her finger toward him.
"I- Yes, he didn't tell you about me?" Aoyama blinked.
"No, he didn't! Argh! Why is dad such an idiot?!"
"I feel like we are missing something." The knife wielding leader of the group said, and the others awkwardly shuffled, "The boss said nothing about his sister and… you."
"I don't think he knows." Aoyama pointed out, "About me, I mean."
"Yeah, if dad didn't tell me, no way he told Tomura."
"Uh, she knows the boss' name." One of the Villains pointed out.
For a long moment, no one said anything, the silence only interrupted by the crackling of the fire and the sound of a few buildings breaking.
"So… What now?" The leader of the group finally asked. "It's not really cool to kill the boss' sister."
"I don't know. Guess we just try to keep them here. Still, dick move from the boss, sending us here to fight his sister and an associate."
"Yeah, tell me about it, I was so hyped!" A dude with the head of a crocodile said, "I was supposed to finally get to eat some kids!"
Everyone, Villains included, just stared at him. "Dude, that's disgusting."
"But Killer Croc does it all the time!"
"He is a comic book villain!"
"Then what about Moonfish?!"
"Are you seriously bringing up that BDSM freak right now?!"
Himiko sighed. Alright, she had a lot to unpack on her own. Frankly, she was also a bit disappointed she wouldn't have to fight them and 'accidentally' kill someone. She looked at Aoyama. "Just to ask, you were my fifth vote for Class President, right?"
"W-Well of course, Mademoiselle Shim- Shigaraki."
Himiko sighed. Of course her other vote was from someone All for One had on payroll. God, he looked positively terrified. 'What did dad do to make him work for us?' She wondered, before turning to the Villains. "Well guys, this was fun, but we should really just… leave."
"Wait, wait, why?"
"Because my idiot brother probably never told your colleagues to not touch my friends, so I would very much appreciate if I could help them, you get it?"
"Yes, I get it but uh, we kinda got hired to stop you from doing that."
Himiko sighed, "Look, you are hired with my dad's money, alright? Tomura has never worked a day of his life, so, if you work for him, you work for dad, and if you work for dad, you work for me too, alright?"
"Uh… I'm not sure that logic is…" The knife wielder blinked and Himiko was gone, before he felt a blade under his chin, right at his throat, "You know, thinking about it, logic is overrated. What's the plan boss?" Everyone around him nodded.
Himiko smirked.
-x-
Todoroki walked out of the portal, finding himself in the Landslide area, and prepared to just freeze the villains surrounding him, when he heard a stumble and a gasp, as another of his classmates – Uraraka, he thought she was called, fell next to him.
"Owie…" She mumbled, standing back and gasping. "Villains?"
"So it seems. I think they want to kill us in smaller groups."
Uraraka nodded. "So, uhm… what do we do?"
"We will murder you all!" One of the Villains shouted, charging forward with one of the least inventive bad guy lines Todoroki had ever heard.
"I didn't ask you!" Uraraka shouted back.
"Uraraka, can you stand a bit to my left?" He asked. The girl looked at him a moment, but then nodded, moving to the side covered with fake ice, out of Shoto's line of sight.
And then the ice came, expanding forward in a cold storm. The villains found themselves encased in it head to toe, unable to even shiver. Todoroki sighed. "Well, that's that. Now…"
"Todoroki, watch out!" Uraraka shouted, and Todoroki was pushed forward, taking a few steps on the slope without falling. A moment later, the girl screamed as something hit her, sending her rolling slowly down the cliff.
"Uraraka!" He shouted, turning around and spotting the flying Villain, armed with a large metal pole. He hadn't seen it coming because of his stupid half helmet, the ice side blocking part of his vision. 'Dammit, I thought this design would work to insult dad, but I went way overboard. What was I thinking?'
"One down kid, you are next!" The flying enemy shouted, diving toward him at high speed. Todoroki moved his right hand forward, and the Villain was instantly turned into an ice statue. Ignoring the flying man, Shoto rushed toward Uraraka. The girl had rolled down a fair bit, probably fault of his ice having covered part of the cliff, and had some blood on her face.
'Shit, is she …' He looked at her, trying to pull her up, "Are you ok Uraraka?"
The girl mumbled something that sounded like 'thank you to GasmaskdeMask for his six months subscription' and Todoroki sighed in relief, examining her wound. She had been put out of commission on impact, but the wound itself was minimal, more of a bruise. He touched the area around it to make sure there was nothing off about it, like a depression in the skull that might have meant bad news, and Uraraka winced, before slowly opening her eyes, awoken by the pain.
"Todoroki?"
"Sorry, it's my fault." He said, "I should have seen that coming."
"Don't worry!" Uraraka smiled, flinching at what had to be a hint of pain from her wound, but now starting to quickly regain control of herself, "I'm totally fine. Really, I only got grazed." She sounded sure enough, even if still a bit wobbly.
Shoto hummed. That was probably the case, to be honest, seeing the villain had a large pole as a weapon and if she had been hit directly, Uraraka would have been knocked out cold, not just dazed for a minute. Still…
He created a bit of ice and pulled a piece of cloth from his costume, putting it around the ice and then on the wound. "Keep it there so it won't get too swollen."
"No problem!" She gave him a thumb up, winced again, and looked around, "But wow, that's what your Quirk can do, uh? I'm jealous, you caught them all immediately."
Shoto hummed again. Yes, his mother's Quirk was indeed a good one.
It was all Shoto needed.
With a sigh, he walked to the closest Villain to get information from him. He heard Uraraka saying "I hope all our friends are safe" and nodded. But they were all UA students.
They would manage.
-x-
"Give it up kid!" The large man with gold skin and spikes emerging from his shoulders shouted to make himself heard over the artificial storm. "You are alone and surrounded, no help is coming for you!" His red eyes focused on the child with the head of a crow, who was looking around trying to size his opponents.
Spike wasn't a newbie. He was one of the most experienced out of Handjob's crew, so he had been put in charge of one of the 'parties' as Handjob called them. They had been assigned the Downpour area, where only one of the kids was supposed to be dropped. An almost insultingly easy job.
The teen tried to run away, but four of his men moved to block him from running, and Spike smirked. "Sorry kid, I told you, nowhere to go. You are locked in here with us."
The kid smirked. And then laughed, a snarl on his face. "Oh, you don't understand. You have invited me to a mad banquet of darkness, giving up your own survivle. You see, I'm not locked in here with you…"
A shadow emerged from his body. Spike was a large man, but this shadow was enormous, eyes shining of a malevolent red. It towered over the kid, and then they spoke as one. "You are locked in here with us."
The Villains screamed.
-x-
Kirishima paused mid-punch, ignoring the Villain trying to use the opening to stab him, the knife breaking against his skin. "Did a girl just scream?" He asked, then turned around and hit the Villain with a right hook, the hardened fist sending him flying against a wall.
"Focus, Spikey Head!" Bakugo shouted back, creating an explosion right in the face of the translucent villain that had tried to sneak up on Kirishima. The chameleon-like man was launched toward the closest wall and stayed there, unconscious.
"Wops, thanks for the save Bakubro!"
"I'm not- Argh!" He looked toward the other person, "Are you done Yaoyorozu?!"
"One moment!" The girl shouted, and found the opening to hit the tall, grey-skinned man she was fighting right in the chin with a movement of her polearm. She sighed as he fell to the ground, out cold. "Done."
"Alright! Next, we are going to blow up the fucking Portal guy!" Bakugo shouted.
"Are you sure it's a good idea, Bakugo?" Yaoyorozu asked with an unsure look.
"Yes it is! Get going!" He shouted, rushing down.
Kirishima laughed, "Man, Bakubro is supermanly!" And immediately rushed after the ash blonde teen.
Yaoyorozu stared around the room. They had been ambushed by about twenty villains, so the fight hadn't been particularly long. Still, she couldn't help but think that if those people had come in with the intention of killing All Might, then probably they weren't planning to attack him with folks they could beat as students with barely any training. This meant-
A hand grabbed her leg. Yaoyorozu shouted and reflexively hit the owner of said hand, one of the villains, with her polearm, making him groan and the pass out, making him go unconscious again. She sighed in relief. Whatever the plan, at least she shouldn't stay alone with those people.
With that in mind she started to move after Bakugo and Kirishima. At least she was teaming up with a friend, she thought. Bakugo was rough around the edges – and in most other parts, if she was being honest – but still, he was someone she knew better than the rest of the class at least. Walking downstairs, she arrived in time to see Bakugo tapping a foot on the ground, and looked at them in surprise. "Uh, shouldn't you have left already?" She asked, "I thought I would have to catch up."
"We were about to, but Bakubro said we should wait for you." Kirishima nodded, "Very manly." He said, with an approving expression.
"I said we can't leave her behind you idiot! Get moving Yaoyorozu, I want to cave the skull of that fog bastard in!" Bakugo shouted.
"I'm not sure it's physically possible, Bakubro. We don't even know if he has a skull."
"Then I'll fucking find out!"
Yaoyorozu chuckled, following him and Kirishima.
Yup. A very interesting friend.
-x-
The First watched the screen intently. The ship Tsuyu, Tsunotori, Jiro and the Nineth were locked on was completely surrounded by Villains. "So." He asked, "Any suggestion for Nineth?" He asked. Loath as he was to admit it, he didn't want the kid to just drop dead there. It would have meant One for All would be lost.
Oh, and that a child would die, right.
"Shoot them and punch them." The Second said.
"Gain speed and then punch them." The Third said.
"Dodge an attack and punch them." The Fourth agreed.
"Smoke them and then punch them." The Fifth nodded.
"Tie them up and deliver a good punch." The Sixth said.
"Take flight and then-"
"Something he can actually do." The First clarified, and everyone went quiet.
Nana raised an eyebrow, deep in thought, and glanced at the screen again, "Well he can always just stab them."
"That's a good suggestion, if only he had a knife."
Nana pointed at the screen, where Midoriya had pulled out a knife from his belt and was stabbing the hand of one of the Villain, a shark like man that had decided to try and climb on the ship, making him fall back into the water.
"Why does Nineth have a knife?! Who gave Nineth a knife?! I did not authorize giving knives to a teenager!"
"He got trained by that Vigilante, Stendhal." En, the Fifth, pointed out, "Vigilantes often have weak Quirks and compensate with weaponry. We know Izuku can use knives. He probably just put them in his gear."
"And they fucking gave a fifteen years old a knife?! What kind of degenerate country has Japan become."
"I mean, he is not the first One for All user with a knife." They all looked to the third, who nodded.
"Yep, caught me. I needed a weapon to not be defenseless while charging Fa Jin, and guns and bullets got expansive fast." He watched Izuku stagger back, dropping the bloody knife, "Though yeah, kid needs to snap out of it."
"He just stabbed someone, even if it was just a hand it can't be easy." Daigoro pointed out.
"Oh please, I knifed people all the time and I never regretted it." The Third said, and all the other Vestiges slowly turned toward him.
"You know, the more we learn about each other, the more I think Izuku is the Holder with less issues." Nana finally commented.
Yoichi sighed and went back to look at the screen, staring at the trembling hand of the Nineth. Well, Nineth was staring at him. He was mostly just stuck looking at whatever he was looking at. 'Come on kid. You got One for All. Prove you will be a worthy holder.'
"I told you, having a knife in your toolkit is perfectly normal!"
"Not for a teenager!"
'Please…'
-x-
Izuku stumbled back a bit more, than Jiro and Pony both grabbed him. "Boss!" They shouted in unison. He took a deep, shuddering breath. "S-Sorry, it was the first time I…"
"Stabbed someone? Dude, it's fine." Kyoka replied with a shaky smile, "Either way, it's four of us against ten of them. They can't possibly win."
Izuku tried to feel as positive as Kyoka wanted to sound, but he could tell both her and Pony were worried. The enemy had terrain advantage. If it hadn't been for Asu- Tsuyu, they would have been all killed in the water.
"Izuku."
"There has to be something we can do. Maybe Tsunotori could target them with her Quirk? But then they would focus on her. Maybe then Kyoka can-"
"Izuku."
"Fight off the villains with her soundwaves. Though, that leaves our back completely open and neither me nor Tsuyu have a good Quirk for long range, so…"
Something hit him lightly on the shoulder and he all but jumped in the air, "Wh-What?"
"Why don't you just tell them you are the son of the boss of the Green Valley Clan? They won't risk angering them." Tsuyu asked with a deadpan expression.
"Oh well, because then As- Tsuyu would find out I am-"
Everyone went silent, even Kyoka and Pony, who had been trying to intimidate the Villains by shouting at them. The only remaining sounds were the jeers of the Villains trying to answer back to Kyoka and Pony's failed intimidation attempt, and the distant fighting from the main plaza. Also, a far-off girlish scream for some reason.
For a long moment no one said anything.
Then Midoriya unfroze. "Wh-What? No, I'm not the- Uh, what even is a Green Valley Clan? Ahahah… Ahah… Ah…"
"Midoriya. You are a pretty bad liar." Tsuyu said, "And I know who your dad is, Midoriya. I know who you are."
"I totally don't…"
"And I want in." She concluded.
Midoriya's eyes went wide.
Jiro's eyes went wide.
Pony's eyes, who were naturally wide, almost popped out of her orbits. "You want to… join the Clan?"
"Correct."
"But why?" Izuku asked, "And how do you know…"
"Ohi, brats!" One of the Villains shouted from the water, a guy with a pale face, sunken eyes, noseless and with wide, lipless teeth, reminding Izuku of a monster from an ancient black and white movie. "I've had enough!"
With that, he raised his arms, and the water coalesced in a giant hand, ready to slam on the ship and probably tear it apart. Damn, that was actually a pretty good Quirk, what a waste of it- Goddammit Midoriya, get it together.
Izuku considered his options. He could fake – badly – ignorance and let the ship sink, with them all onboard.
He could try to figure out a way out, but Tsuyu was the only one that could easily escape by water, and while he could see options – like using Pony's horns to float away – that still required the Villains to not pursue them. Worst case scenario, they would just lead them all back to the plaza were supposedly Professor Aizawa and Gran Torino were fighting. They would then be burdened even more by having to protect the three teens. It was a very heroic situation, but also a very dangerous one.
Or he could use the side of his life that had nothing to do with heroism.
He closed his eyes and tried to copy the way his dad acted as the boss. Then he realized that was how he acted with his cousins, so he racked his brain for the best option. He needed someone that could be terrifying, someone that sounded like they were always in absolute control, someone that could make another person cry and run away with a mere look.
Oh, right.
Him.
Izuku walked to the edge of the boat, and took a deep, deep breath. "Shut the fuck up you useless idiot!" He shouted, and clearly the Villain had not expected that, because his giant hand stopped mid-movement.
"What did you just say?!"
Izuku closed his eyes, letting his inner Bakugo come to the surface. "I said shut the fuck up and listen! Do you know who the fuck I am, you fucking extra?! I am Izuku, the" He lowered his voice just a bit, hoping it didn't carry too far, "Heir of the Green Valley Clan! Do you understand that?!"
-x-
Kirishima raised an eyebrow. "Did you say something Bakubro?" Kirishima asked.
"What are you talking about?!" Bakugo shouted back, and Kirishima shook his head. He probably imagined it.
-x-
The Villains mouths fell open. Izuku was fairly sure Pony and Jiro's mouth had also fallen wide open, judging by the sound he heard from behind his back. "Th-That's right!" He continued, stammering a moment before getting back into character, "I am the heir of the Green Valley Clan! Are you going to try and come at me after hearing that?! Uh?! Fucking extras like you would not last ten seconds against the Clan, you got that?! You better give up and leave UA right now if you don't want to suffer the consequence!" 'Wow, Kacchan makes a really good mobster.'
"F-Fuck you! You are just pulling that out of your ass!" The guy he had stabbed earlier shouted.
"Oh?! I'm sorry, do I hear a bug talk?! Oh wait, it must be one that is ready to get squished by the Clan's booth!" He started to laugh. Really, it was mostly hysteria fueling him right now, knowing if he failed here him and the three girls were in deep shit, and it would largely be his fault for having the Number One's Quirk and still being useless in combat, "Mh?! What will it be?! Will you come at me and see how that ends?! Do you feel lucky enough to do that, you useless extras?!" 'Please please please buy it…'
The Villains looked at each, and for a long moment no one spoke. "Fuck no, I'm not dealing with the Green Valley Clan." One of them finally said, "The money really isn't worth it."
'Yes!'
"Oh, grow a spine!"
'Noooo…'
The guy that was clearly the leader, the same one that had formed the giant water hand, punched the water, creating a large splash and then pointing at Izuku, "It's just a kid spouting nonsense. I bet he doesn't even know the name of his 'father'." He turned toward the teen, "Or am I wrong?"
"Isaiah Green, you fucking dipshit! You think I'm telling you my dad's actual name?!" Izuku shouted back in his best imitation of an insulted Bakugo – which was really just average Bakugo with a side of 'how dares this extra speak to me', switching lightly a moment later to angry Bakugo to sell his anger, "But maybe you want to talk to my cousins, Isana and Maguma! Want to see what happens when they find out you put me in danger?!" 'Uh, actually, what would they do?' He wondered. Izuku's throat was growing a bit sore for the screaming. Man, that explained why Kacchan's voice was always so raspy.
The Villains looked at each other, and Izuku could clearly hear them mutter to one another.
"He knows Maguma and Isana…"
"Idiot anyone in the underground knows those two."
"Yes, in the underground, not in fucking high school!"
'And now, bring it home Izuku.' "Well?! Will you give up, you extras?! I'm being generous right now, if you just let us go and pretend this conversation never happened, I won't have to beat the shit out of all of you! And trust me, I really want to! I'm supposed to become a Hero, you shits, but you want the Yakuza?! Oh, I will give you the Yakuza! Surrender, or choose right now if you want to keep your kneecaps or your fingers! Is that a deal, or do you want to see how long you can live when the Clan comes after you?!" 'Pleeeeease…'
"Fuck this man, Handjob is a cool dude but I'm not getting murdered for some money." One of the Villains said, and that was enough to break the morale of the others. Even the few that seemed unconvinced, and there were at least three or four, clearly didn't want to risk it.
Izuku looked at Pony, Jiro and Tsuyu. "Alright, Pony, float me and Jiro to the coast. Tsuyu, you carry Pony by jumping and then swimming, alright?"
Pony and Jiro said nothing, the latter grabbing almost mechanically the horn the former moved in front of her and Izuku doing the same. With a slow pace, the two started floating off the ship, and that was when Izuku remembered, "Oh, and this entire class is under my protection, extras and all!" 'Sorry guys.' "Hurt someone and I will get the Clan on you all!"
The twenty, who had clearly been planning to swim toward a new target, stopped, grumbling in defeat. Izuku sighed. Alright, that was the scariest thing he had ever done, but it was solved. If one of them spoke up about it, unlikely as it seemed considering what David Shield had told him before, he could always just feign ignorance or say he had lied, showing some of the research he had done independently on the Clan months before. His hobby was Hero watching, knowing about Villains and criminals wasn't that weird.
The horns made them land gently a few meters from the coast, so they could sneak around the battle. Izuku shivered as he entered the water, followed by Kyoka and soon reached by Tsuyu and Pony.
"Phew. That was close." He said. No one answered, as he turned and looked at the three girls, all still staring at him from a few feet away. "What is it?"
No one answered.
"Guys? Are you alright?"
"Boss." Pony said.
"Y-Yes? Did I do something wrong? I-I know I shouldn't have used the Clan's name so easily but-"
"You are a scary motherfucker."
"I'm terrified of you now." Kyoka admitted.
"It was pretty vicious, ribbit." Tsuyu added, nodding.
"I-I was just imitating Kacchan!"
"Sure. What about the kneecaps?"
"I don't know, that's what mafia does, right?" Izuku waved his hands, and then his eyes wondered on the plaza.
He gasped, "Professor Aizawa!"
-x-
Gran Torino couldn't really say he was impressed with the Villains that he was facing so far. Granted, he had a great support in Eraserhead, but the twenty or so people Handj- the guy whose name he refused to say out loud had dropped on them were trash. Most of them were just flailing their Quirks around.
Eraserhead could easily direct his Quirk to block attacks from Torino's blind sides, and meanwhile Torino could take out his targets. He was a bit out of shape, and that was proven by how slow he was compared to his prime, but for those idiots it was more than enough.
That was until that monster of a man came in. He had dashed toward Eraserhead, grasped him and crushed his arm like a twig, before slamming the Professor's face in the concrete so much it had created a crater.
Just your average bad match-up, in theory, a strength-type against a man that, bar removing Quirks from the equation, fought Quirkless. Except that something was wrong there. That level of strength would have been weird even for Toshinori once One for All was taken off.
Something unnatural was happening.
"Alright big guy, now give back the Teacher, or you will leave a teaching aid without a job!" He shouted, hitting him in the face with a double kick at high speed.
It did very little.
He glanced toward Handj- that guy and noticed his disgruntled expression. Something had gone wrong, it seemed, if the warper was back from guarding the gate.
Good.
"Well, it seems it's game over." The villain said out loud, "All Might isn't here and now one of the students got out. I guess we have no choice but to leave."
"Good idea, get the heck out of here, you whippersnapper!"
"Sure. Just one thing…"
He was fast, and he moved in the other direction. Gran Torino had been so focused on taking out the big guy before he outright killed Eraserhead, he had completely forgotten that Handjob was most likely dangerous too, and more importantly, he had missed the four students that had just landed close by.
He rushed forward, just as Shigaraki touched Midoriya's face. Fuck. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck. From the short bout he had with Eraser, before the giant intervened, he knew his touch meant crumbling to pieces. Eraser's elbow had cracked for a moment, even if it took time to completely crumble it seemed.
"Kid!" He shouted.
Nothing happened, and Gran Torino had the time to slam into the man's back, sending him fly away. With a look at Eraserhead's eyes, bloody as they were, pointed toward Tomura, he figured out what had just happened and couldn't help but smile. "Goddammit!" The grey-haired Villain shouted, standing back up, a snarl behind the hand on his face, "How hard can it be to kill some children?!"
Gran Torino slammed his cane to the ground. "Well, young man. I'm afraid I thought a thing or two to the Symbol of Peace before." He replied, "Like not letting kids get murdered."
The Villain froze, and his eyes focused on Gran Torino, before a smile grew on his face. "Did you just say you thought the Symbol of Peace?" The smile now was clearly splitting his face under the hand he wore as a macabre mask, "Well, it sounds like I just got a good mid-boss. Isn't that right, Noumu?"
Gran Torino turned around in time to see Noumu, the towering giant, standing right there, his beak open in a surprisingly sudden and intimidating screech.
A fist hit him, and Noumu roared.
-x-
To Masutaro's great shame, their fight was proving far too easy. Shame, of course, because the Villains were really terrible, something that he, an aspiring villain, found so hard to believe it was frankly making him groan in frustration. I mean, how can you be a Villain and yet suck at it? It's like, the easiest thing.
Of course, the first few defeats were excusable. The moment the Villains had charged, Mineta had panicked and rained his sticky balls on them and the ground around them, resulting in a lot of them just ending up stuck. A few particularly unlucky had been hit in the face and then had tried to take off the ball with one or both hands, and were currently trying to not rip their own face off, their limbs stuck to the purple orb.
Man, Mineta was positively terrifying. Whoever told him that his Quirk was weak had probably never seen someone stuck to it, Masutaro considered as he watched one of the villains cry as he tried to free his hand, yanking his hair in the process.
Masutaro dodged the incoming attack from the guy with the mask-face, one of those that hadn't been hit by Mineta's attack, and then shot. The needle penetrated the man's skin and he promptly fell to the ground, asleep and now stuck to the spheres Mineta had littered all around the floor.
On the bad side, that rush meant Mineta was spent. His scalp was a fountain of blood and he was crying so hard it was a miracle he could see. 'Dude, I get it, it's scary, but please stop crying.'
"Kaminari, can you do something!" Mustard shouted, shooting another Villain only for him to dodge. Luckily, he seemed to stumble on nothing, and a second shot from Mustard sent him to sleep on a mattress of sticky orbs and dirt.
"I'm trying!" Kaminari all but hugged the closest villain and released his electricity. The man screeched, as a second villain seemed to fall onto him, and then both fell to the ground, convulsing wildly.
"Did you just kill him?!" Mustard shouted.
"I think he is alive…" Kaminari kicked the closest man and the criminal grumbled, foaming from the mouth. "See?"
Masutaro wanted to point out that foaming from the mouth was not, in fact, a good sign right after electrocution, but was stopped when Hard Head attacked him with an enlarged fist, the other arm currently stuck to his side by one of Mineta's balls. Luckily for Mustard, he stumbled once again on… something, and he managed to move out of the way.
"Hey man, no hard feelings right?" He asked.
"You brat!"
"Come on, it's hard to see you like this." Mustard pointed out, throwing the metal object his way, but Hard Head bowed his head, the metallic cylinder bouncing off and on the ground at his feet.
"Ah! Bet you are not laughing now."
"No, I still am, that hardly changes anything. It's hard to see through it, I bet. Seriously, I can hardly imagine what it's like to be so blinded by rage and your own helmet you didn't even notice I threw a grenade."
"Shut the fuck u- Wait what?" He looked down, and the cylinder rolled at his feet, opening with a click. "Oh."
The purple gas streamed out, and Mustard shook his head. "Awww, are you going down? Don't worry, I bet Handjob can raise you back. You'll be up and ready in no time."
"I fucking… hate… you." The man murmured, before going unconscious.
"Damn man, your shit-talking is S-tier."
"Really?" Mustard grinned, passing his gun between his hair – uh, that wasn't really safe, he reasoned a moment later – and smiling sheepishly, "I just sort of insulted him and-"
"Alright brats! That's enough!" They both turned around to see Mineta, head bloody, held up by a man wearing a mask shaped like a skull over his head, electricity crackling on his hand. "Surrender and the brat dies!" He said, moving his hand closer to Mineta.
"Help me!" Mineta shouted.
"Did you mean 'surrender or the brat dies?" Kaminari asked, "Am I already going dumb?"
"I know what I said. Now, you, drop the gun!" He moved the hand an inch closer to Mineta's face, some sparks spreading to it. Mustard considered his chances. He could try to shoot him, but if he missed Mineta was dead. He could try to use his identity as All for One's follower to try and stop him, but the Villain wouldn't believe him, and if he somehow did then his new friends would both find out he was a Villain. And then again, there was no guarantee the electricity user would just give up.
He looked around. All the other Villains were either asleep, stuck to the balls, or had been fried by Kaminari. A few unlucky bastards all three.
"You know, Mineta is really more of an acquaintance, I don't really…"
"Now!" Tesla shouted, Mineta sobbing desperately.
Mustard gripped his gun. Shit, that hadn't worked. Could he risk taking the shot?
That was when he saw it. A slight displacement of dust behind the man, something easy to miss if he hadn't been so focused on any change.
He dropped the weapon, a smirk forming on his face. "Sorry for this man."
The villain raised an eyebrow, then he smiled, if he was reading his expression correctly, "Alright, and now-owieeeeeeewwwwww!" The Villain shouted, as the inseam of his trousers seemed to shot up on its own. Mustard flinched, knowing full well what had just happened.
An invisible kick in the crotch from behind. Masterful.
"That's what you get!" Hagakure shouted, probably standing behind the electric Villain that was desperately holding his balls and crying. "How do you like that, uh?! Trying to kill my friends! Let's see Handjob help with that!"
"Ha-Hagakure, were you here all along?" Kaminari asked. "I mean, I'm grateful, but you could have helped, sheesh."
"You think I didn't?!" She puffed her cheeks, or that was the expression Masutaro could imagine by the tone of her voice, "Did you think they were just stumbling over the air or something?"
"Oh, that's why they kept falling. That was great Hagakure!" Denki said, ignoring the Villain begging for ice and cursing like a sailor.
"My Hero!" Mineta shouted, jumping toward Hagakure's voice but only grasping thin air.
"Mineta." Hagakure said, "I will pretend you just forgot I'm fully naked, but if you try to hug me again, I will do to you what I did to him!" She declared all that with a soft tone of voice, but Mineta still took a few steps back while looking at the Villain on the ground.
"You… fucking… brat…" The man half-muttered, half-moaned on the ground, tears still streaming from his eyes. Mustard aimed the gun at his body and put him out of his misery.
Temporarily, of course, he shot a sleeping dart.
Come on, he wasn't a monster, just an aspiring Villain.
-x-
Tomura snarled. "Oh, come the fuck on!"
Izuku blinked, and then looked at his hand. Intact. He had jumped out of the water when the monster of a man Tomura had called Noumu had attacked Gran Torino. He had tried to use One for All to hit him, for the first time truly trying to hit someone.
He had managed to not break himself.
Granted, he had also failed to do any damage to the Noumu, and he was now focused on him, but hey.
Fourteen years of Quirklessness had made Izuku very good at seeing the positive things in the worst.
He was still almost certainly going to die.
Noumu turned around at the fastest speed Izuku had ever seen anyone move and brought a right hook toward him. Everything seemed to slow down. He saw confusedly a pair of horns slam in the Villain's face, embedding themselves right through his eyes, he felt something wrap around his body, and as he flew back and out of the way, he heard the drumming of Kyoka's heartbeat, watching the air tremble as it impacted the wounded villain.
"Don't you dare touch the boss/the boss!" His two bodyguards shouted, while Tsuyu dragged him back to the shore with her tongue.
"Do I have to call you boss too?" She asked.
Izuku blinked, "Call me what you want to be honest, T-Tsuyu."
"Alright, Izuku." She replied with a nod.
Izuku looked at Noumu. The creature roared, pulling out both horns from its eyes, and Izuku, Kyoka, Tsuyu and both his teachers watched as they grew back. Gran Torino didn't miss his chance to jump away and regroup with the kids, dropping Aizawa in Izuku's hands. "Alright kid, take your teacher and run." He glanced at Tomura, who had just been joined again by Kurogiri. "I need to be free to handle them."
"B-But you can't sir! They are strong, and…
He felt his phone buzz.
In desperation, he pulled it out. It was half-soaked in water but somehow not broken. He looked at the caller.
"All Might!" He shouted, "There are Villains at the USJ! They were blocking our phone connection, and Eraserhead is wounded, and-"
"Don't worry, young Midoriya. Young Iida managed to escape with the help of his companions and ran into me. I got the whole explanation and sent him to call the other teachers for help. So, once again-"
An explosion smashed the gate of the USJ, and the figure of All Might appeared through it, discarding his suit and tie as he walked in. "Have no fear."
Izuku watched him glance toward his friends left at the gate and then toward the Villains. He shivered as he looked at his Hero.
All Might was not smiling.
"I am here."
(xx)
So, USJ, numbers, narration saying seventy villains were captured when there had to be at least double the amount considering the hordes we see the students fight... What's not to love.
I seriously wanted to do all of the USJ in one go, but I feel like the conclusion and aftermath fit better in the next chapter.
Mustard and his crew are forming up. You might have noticed Mustard is kind of the 'middle child' between openly pervert Mineta and closeted pervert Denki, so of course those three get along well. Hagakure just brings in her invisibility to kick people in the nuts. Mineta better fear.
So yeah, Aoyama is the traitor in this, and he is just telling it upfront. To Himiko of course, he isn't dumb. I know the manga has confirmed the traitor, I know who that is, and I had already decided on Aoyama before (though admittedly I considered changing it when that end of *that* chapter came up).
Izuku realizes Bakugo is an excellent persona to scare Villains, which is true and canon. The girls are terrified, which is true and also canon (to MFLA).
For the rest, some minor scenario. Am I setting up stuff, or am I just teasing you? Find out in the chapters to come.