AUTHOR'S NOTES:
"text all italicized" is supposed to be someone's thoughts
[text] is supposed to be sound effects/dialogue coming from electronic devices
*The night before*
"Kiriyama Ken can't kill anyone..." said a man made of black mist, as he wiped a glass dry. "He doesn't have it in him, I know you can see that he doesn't..."
"I wonder about that..." replied Shigaraki. "Quirks can have side effects on their user... like how that Midoriya Izuku punk hurts himself when using it... Kiriyama Ken's quirk has its own side effects, his eyes during a battle where he uses his quirk... have you seen them? Toga says its one of his best qualities, a killer's eyes, she called them..."
Shigaraki laughed, "He's a wildcard, that's what I think..." Kurogiri's yellow eyes narrowed. "Is it safe to have someone like him around? He could switch sides by the end of the attack, you know..."
Shigaraki stood up and scratched his neck, "Kurogiri...You should have more faith in our young new teammate...He'll come back"
/
"You're dead."
Muscular cocked his left arm back and Kiriyama gets in a defensive stance. "He's com-" Suddenly, Muscular jumped above Kiriyama and throws his fist down, Kiriyama was not prepared for Muscular's speed but still somehow leaped out of the way before the bulky man's gigantic red fist hit him. The impact of his fist hitting the ground however, sent Kiriyama flying into a wall. Kiriyama shut his eyes and let out a groan of pain. He opened his eyes and was instantly greeted by Muscular's prosthetic eye about half a foot away from his face. "Show me some more of that blood you use for your quirk, Kiriyama Ken."
Kiriyama is once again sent flying after Muscular's left hook and his body slams on the ground. Kiriyama's head was pounding and his ruined mask had fallen off, the right side of his face was black and blue and he could feel it going numb. Kiriyama touches his torso and could feel that a rib was broken during his rough landing.
"Fuck! That felt ni~ce!" shouted Muscular. Kiriyama performs a kip up and aims at the man with his right hand in a finger gun gesture. He shoots the man twice, one was blocked by the left arm covered in muscle fibers and one pierced Muscular's left calf. The blond man gave out a grunt of pain and smiled. In an instant, he was in front of the injured teen once again and this time coated his right arm in muscle fibers and connected with a hook to Kiriyama's left arm. Kiriyama was launched multiple feet away from the villain and hit the ground roughly once again. His left arm was shattered and his one broken rib became three broken ribs.
"GAAAHH!" Kiriyama screamed out in pain.
"What a wonderful sound! MORE KIRIYAMA! LET ME HEAR MO-" Muscular was unable to finish his sentence because Kota had thrown a rock at his back. He turned his head around and scowled at the crying child. "The water horses... Papa... and Mama, were they both... tortured like that... before you killed them...!?"
Kiriyama's eyes widened, he remembered a husband-wife duo that went by the name of 'Water Horses' were killed by Muscular, when he was researching his teammates. "That's the kid they left behind...?"
Muscular's scowl turned into a look of confusion. He stood up straight and began to walk towards the child. "No, you can't be serious... You're the kid of the heroes? Well, you can call this fate. The water horses were the duo who made me need this artificial eye!"
"It's because of you... it's becuse of bastards like you that it aways ends up lke this!" screamed Kota. Muscular grinned and looked down at the child. "...God, the brats these days sure love passing the buck. That won't do, kid. I mean, it ain't like I resent them about the eye, hear me? I just kill 'cause I feel like it. And those two wanted to stop me... And that was the result of our little clash of wills. It was them who were wrong for not bein able to do what they wanted... BECAUSE OF YOUR PRECIOUS MAMA AND PAPA!"
Muscular raises his fist at the boy and Midoriya comes flying past Kiriyama with his right arm pulled back ready to punch, his left arm dangling behind him, obviously broken and his left eye was black. "And here he comes. I knew you wouldn't stay down, boy!"
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S WRONG!" shouted Midoriya. He then threw his broken arm into the muscle fibers in Muscular's right shoulder. "If I do this then speed won't matter!"
"And!? You plan on hitting me with that other weak-ass arm!?" Muscular yelled back, cocking back his right arm to level with his ear.
"It's got nothing to do with whether you can do it or not... IT'S A HERO'S JOB TO PUT HIS LIFE ON THE LINE AND ACT UP TO HIS WORDS!" Midoriya threw a punch with his free arm, ONE FOR ALL 100%! The impact of his punch caused his shirt to tear and Kota to almost launch off the cliff and Midoriya sprinted to the child but Kiriyama dives into Kota getting him out of harm's way.
"Th-th-thank y-you?" said Kota, unsure what side Kiriyama was on. Kiriyama nodded in response.
"So... are you a villain or what!? And aren't you the same age as me?" asked Midoriya.
"...Let's not talk about that... We've got bigger, disgustingly bulky things to worry about..." replied Kiriyama, pointing at the blond villain who stood up, covered in muscle fibers. Midoriya turned around and his uninjured right eye widened "No way... you're jokin, it can't be... But that-that was a 100% punch...!?"
Muscular retracted all his extra muscle fibers and hunched over, breathing heavily. "That was some telephone punch. Gotta say, that wasn't bad, Midoriya...!"
"S-Stop right there!" stuttered Midoriya. Muscular kept walking forward. "Don't think I will. I'm comin' for you. You too Kiriyama, I'm coming for you too. Quick as lightin'."
"Wh-wh... what do you people want from us! What does the villain alliance want!?"
Kiriyama stayed silent while Muscular smirked. "Fuck if I know. I just wanna run wild. So as long as I get to let off some steam, anything's fine by me. And before now, I was just amusin' myself with you two! I was only playing! But enough of that! Playtime's over! You're actually pretty tough, Midoriya! And this..."
Muscular pulls out another prosthetic eye and replaces his old one. His eye was mostly red with a large black oval, which sent shivers up Kiriyama's spine. "This is my eye when I'm serious."
"Kouta, grab me!" commanded Midoriya. The child grabs on to Midoriya's back and the three boys barely evade a devastating blow from Muscular. The punch made a piece of the cliff crumble and the three boys were terrified at his speed and strength.
"He was just playing with us! This time, he's even more of a fucking monster than before! We gotta work together, Midoriya...!" said Kiriyama. Midoriya landed on the wall and in a blink of an eye, Muscular was there once again with his fist cocked back. Midoriya used the wall to jump out of the way before Muscular threw another destructive punch.
"Fuck! Put too much force in." Muscular said with his arm stuck in the cave wall. Midoriya stood up weakly. "Stand back, Kouta. But not too far, or else you'll become a target... How about... yeah, seven paces... seven paces away from... me... If the punch lands, then..."
Midoriya looked at Kiriyama who was sprinting towards the two. "Kiriyama...right? Stay with him for a little bit, and if the punch lands... bolt back to the facility wiht Kota, he'll tell you where it is..."
"No can do..." replied Kiriyama.
"Huh?" said Midoriya, shocked at his response.
"I don't look good when I strike a heroic pose, you do it." joked Kiriyama. Midoriya was about to reply but Muscular finally got his arm out and charged at the three. Midoriya took a deep breath and threw a right straight into the enormous, red arm. ONE FOR ALL 100% DETROIT SMASH!
Tears of pain flew out of Midoriya's eyes as he stood his ground against Muscular with his broken right arm.
"Ouch, that hurts! Whassa matter!? That was weaker than before!" shouted the villain who was pushing Midoriya back. "...'s'okay..."
Kiriyama pulled out a switchblade from his pocket and cut his broken, numb left arm. He solidified the blood into a sharp, red katana. It had been a while since he used a sword but he was confident he could use it. The sight of his blood, made his heart pound and he felt the bloodthirst... He could feel the desire to hurt and the desire to kill everyone near him. He turned around and gave Kota a look filled with killing intent. Kota steps back and Kiriyama shut his eyes. He focused on the situation and directed all his killing intent and bloodthirst on the man covered in muscle fibers.
He sprinted at the two clashing fighters and jumped over Midoriya. While in midair, Kiriyama scanned the man for an opening and found that his face was exposed. Kiriyama grinned and plunged the red sword into Muscular's right eye, causing him to scream out in pain. "FFFFFUUUUUUCK!"
Midoriya took advantage of this and gave it his all into his right arm, Kiriyama saw his eyes light up and leaped out of the way. ONE FOR ALL 1,000,000% DELAWARE, DETROIT SMASH! Muscular was launched into the mountain wall, creating a crater due to the impact.
"Both of you...N-none of y-y-you know me at all... Why... why would you both go that far for me!?" cried Kota. Midoriya screamed out, cheering at their victory. However, Kiriyama stood there laughing hysterically.
"HAHAHAHA! Beautiful! I TOOK CARE OF HIS OTHER EYE! What a great sight! HAHAHA!" yelled Kiriyama. He then fell to his knees, exhausted but still laughing maniacally...
*Meanwhile*
"Will they truly suffice by themselves?" asked Kurogiri, entering the villain hideout.
"Uh-huh..." answered Shigaraki, resting his chin on his left hand while looking at a picture. "It's not my time to come out. The game's changed. Up until now, we'd been playing an RPG. We thought our equipment was the end all be all... and took on the last boss, All Might, while we were still at level one. What we should be playing is a simulation game. I should be the player and use the pawns I can use to break through the higher-level opposition...
Shigaraki's dry, cracked lips curled into a smile. "And to do that, you first gotta cause cracks to form in this world of superpowers. The Vanguard Action Squad could succeed or fail, either's fine. The fact that they came there at all will intimidate heroes."
"So that would make them your sacrificial pawns..." stated Kurogiri.
"Don't be stupid!" Shigaraki exclaimed, raising his left hand. "Do I look that heartless to you?"
"The power those bastards pack is the real deal. Sure, they're all headed in different directions, but they're allies we can count on. After all, we ain't the only ones oppressed by society's shackles, its rules" said Shigaraki, his smile widening as he continued to stared at a picture of Bakugo. "I''m hoping for our success. Really."