"W-What…"

My voice falters as I step back unsure. Sure I wanted to get revenge… But did I really want to take over and really hurt people. I feel torn in half, the ecstasy of fighting people and seeing how pathetically they fight back... But the guilt of seeing the hurt and fear on others faces.

"You look unsure. Why?"

I startle and raise my head up,

"Do I need to remind you of why you came here? All Might destroyed everything you had worked so hard for… That boy caused you so much pain. Are you willing to let them get away with it? Look at where you were left by yourself. Locked up in a room whilst they spew kind words at you. Do you want that? You're way past the line of normal society today."

My breath catches in my throat, I stare down at my trembling hand. All for One let's out an annoyed sigh.

"If you hesitate this much than we have no need of you."

"W-Wait!"

I can't be tossed out… I need to belong somewhere… I need… I need to accept his offer. Why do I care about others when they so easily disposed of me?

"I'll do it."

"Good. It won't be long now until I depart from this world. The preliminary stage is being set. I will transfer all of my powers to you. Though I warn you. You may die. You may be unworthy of the power. Very few can even handle being given one quirk and become mindless monsters like you saw at USJ. They become Nomu's. There is every possibility that this could happen to you. Know these risks and prepare yourself boy."

His words sends fear rushing through my hea-

I will risk anything… Kill anyone… To get what I want…

The thought lodges in my brain, plain and simple. Overpowering. I shake my head, what was I thinking about before. Feeling guilty? That's laughable… After all… I will kill anyone who gets in my way. Those UA students are no exception.

The next few days pass in a blur of schemes and general hanging about and waiting. I tend to avoid Irina and her overbearing personality, Shigaraki is too intense to talk to and Kurogiri (I finally found out the Warp Gates name) doesn't talk that much. Furthermore Aida is nowhere to be seen either, I haven't asked about it but I have been wondering... I sigh and peer out of the window from the ledge I'm perched on, I can't help thinking of the laughs and fun we had during the fitness test… Uraraka's laugh… I shake my head. I need to start thinking straight, to keep my mind on the end goal. I keep getting distracted, I suddenly hear screaming from one of the rooms and jump up startled. My eyes flick to the doorway, I carefully pad forward and peek out seeing only the light of the main bar room. The screams continue, they're oddly familiar… I walk forward cautiously and peer round the door, my eyes land on the TV turned up way too loud, but more noticeably my eyes land on Kacchan. I blink confused as he stands on a winner podium chained to a wooden block with a muzzle like strap covering his face.

"Look at that anger… He would be so fun to toy with~ Ah Izu-Kun, he's your childhood friend right?"

"Y-Yeah… Well he used to be…"

Irina fixes me with a glare that could kill

"H-Hime-Sama…"

I hastily add, she smirks looking pleased with herself. I can only wonder what she would do if she got angry. She perches on a bar stool with her legs crossed, one elbow lent on the counter of the bar, she traces the rim of her cup with her black gloved finger. Even without her villain gear she holds an air of elegance in the room, clothed in a brown mini skirt and a black tank top. A silver belt glints at her waist, and her black combat boots swing up and down slowly. Beside her a black coat is draped on a nearby stool. She suddenly looks at me disapprovingly,

"Do you ever wear anything else? Besides what is your villain costume anyway?"

I glance down suddenly self conscious, I had yet to design villain gear and worse only a black top and jeans. Since I ran away from home it's not like i've had much chance to buy anything else. Her face suddenly cracks into a grin

"Well no matter~ I have just the thing!"

She leaps up and fixes me with a predatory glance, I know there's no use in escaping…

A few minutes later I stand in front of a cracked mirror looking myself up and down. For some reason, which I won't even begin to question, Irina had an outfit that fits me exactly. I have to admit it does look good. I wear a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to ¾ length, a very dark green waistcoat and smart black trousers and shoes which are surprisingly easy to move about it. I flex my hands looking at my black gloves thoughtfully, this whole outfit feels right. It feels like me.

"Ahh my little doll looks perfect… It's always more fun to have a pretty doll than one wearing such ugly things. Don't displease me like that again Izu-Kun…"

I gulp

"Y-Yes Hime-Sama…"

I flush embarrassed, if it weren't for her quirk there's no way I'd let her treat me like this. But what choice do I have? A rumble suddenly goes through the building, I stumble and have to hold my hands out to keep myself from falling,

"What the hell?"

Irina mutters annoyed, In the blink of an eye we find ourselves back in the bar, I thank my lucky stars that I'd changed quick enough. Shigaraki fumes in the corner of the room

"We're activating the Nomu's."

He declares, I stare grimly at him knowing that trouble is brewing ahead.