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 two bloody and bruised teens struggled to stand up. Kiriyama's left arm was broken and he had multiple ribs that had snapped, both of Midoriya's arms were broken and his face was black and blue. Kota ran towards Midoriya to help him up, but Midoriya stopped him and did it himself. At the same time, Kiriyama also stood up, using the wall to lift himself up.
"Kiriyama...? Who... are you...?" said Midoriya weakly, with heavy breathing during his pauses. Kiriyama responded with a sadistic smile. "Midoriya Izuku! That was fun wasn't it?"
"Fun? W-we almost died!"
"Don't be a buzzkill, Midoriya-kun... do you see him?" Kiriyama said, pointing at the unconscious body of Muscular. "A sword poking out his good eye and bleeding all over... Do you see us? Beaten to a pulp and covered in blood... Isn't it fun to feel... something!? It feels like I've been hungry all this time we've been battling and now that we won, I feel like I just finished eating at an all you can eat buffet!"
"You're crazy... You are a villain aren't you...? But why? I know you're not bad. You saved Kota and helped me defeat that guy!" asked Midoriya. Kiriyama began to sober up from his quirk's side effects and his smile disappeared. "Hey... don't you think something's wrong with our society? I had a weak quirk up until a few years ago and I was bullied for it... pretty badly too..."
Midoriya's good eye widened at this and Kiriyama sighed.
"They hurt me. They hurt others. And they got away with it because they had potential. The potential to be heroes. Other students allowed it because your social status depended on your quirk. Us weaklings or quirkless were the bottom of the barrel and treated like it. No one cared for us. These future heroes were our villains... You have a weak quirk or no quirk at all? You're beaten and insulted! You have a quirk that would suit a villain? Like a quirk related to blood? You're avoided, feared, hated and branded evil! Screw this hero society!" exclaimed Kiriyama. Kota and Midoriya stood there, and listened to him silently.
"I... I just wanted to help others... even if I was weak, even if my quirk is more suitable for a villain... I wanted to help..." tears were streaming down from Kiriyama's eyes. Midoriya looked at Kiriyama with surprise. Midoriya could empathize with Kiriyama and felt a lump form in his throat. "Why a villain...? I bet... I know you'd be able to be a great hero..."
Kiriyama used his right arm, to wipe his tears away and continued. "I need to expose this society... The false justice provided by fake heroes... I'm going to change this society, and if being a villain is the fastest way to do that... then so be it..."
The black haired boy turned his back to Midoriya and Kota. "I've failed my mission... Midoriya Izuku defeated Muscular and I... I got away but Muscular wasn't so lucky. That's what I'm telling them. So you two tell the heroes the same thing..."
He began to walk away and said one last thing before he disappeared into the night, "Bakugo Katsuki... he's also a target..."
"Ochaco is your arm all right?" asked a dark green haired girl, with a long tongue sticking out. A brown haired girl held her left bicep which was bleeding from a cut and gave their attacker a menacing look.
Their attacker was another girl with blonde hair styled into two messy buns. She had a black mask, a black scarf with teeth printed on it, and a strap on each of her thighs with a box of knives. There was a machine on her back which contained tubes connected to cannisters.
"Hm! Hmmmm..." hummed the blonde as she examined the knife in her hands. "Aww, so little blood!"
"Don't you think slashing someone so suddenly is a rotten thing to do? Who are you?" asked the girl with the long tongue.
"My name is T-... Chameleon! And you're both so cute!" answered the masked girl. She then pointed at the brown haired girl with the knife in her right hand. "Uraraka-san" then she pointed it at the green haired girl. "And Asui-san."
"She knows our names..." said Ochaco, holding her bleeding left arm.
"Must be from the sports festival... Any way you slice it, having that info out there puts us at a disadvantage." replied Tsuyu.
"Ugh, I can't be happy with so little blood" said Toga, as she reached for her back with her left hand. "Normally I give the wound a kiss and suck it all up... that is... I siphon it."
She pulled out a needle connected to a cannister on her back by a tube and continued. "With this gizmo, all I need to do is stab you and the sucky suck work goes way faster. Alright... I'm sticking it in."
Toga charged at the two girls and Tsuyu quickly wrapped her tongue around Ochaco's waist and threw her out of the way. "Run to the facility! Our 'permission to battle' wasn't to beat the villains, it was to protect ourselves! That's the kind of person Aizawa-sensei is!"
"You too, Tsuyu-chan!" yelled Ochaco. Tsuyu was about to reply when Toga sliced her tongue.
"'Tsuyu-chan'... I like that! Calling each other by your first names, oh my God, that's so cute! I'm gonna call you 'Tsuyu-chan', too!" Toga excitedly yelled.
"Don't. The only ones I want calling me by my first name are the people I want to be friends with." stated Tsuyu. Toga then stabs her needle into Tsuyu's hair, getting her stuck to a tree.
"All right! That means we're friends too! Yay!" cheered Toga, jumping up and down. She ran towards the trapped Tsuyu. Ochaco yelled out her name as she fell to the ground.
"You're bleeding, my new friend, Tsuyu-chan! It's so cute! I just love blood!" said Toga, her face inches away from Tsuyu's. Ochaco ran towards the two. "Get away from her!"
Toga turned around with her hand wielding the knife extended, to try to slash Ochaco. Ochaco turns her body to the side, grabbed Toga by the neck and wrist and took her down to the ground. She got on top of Toga's back to keep her down and turned around to face Tsuyu.
"Ochaco-chan you're amazing!" complimented Tsuyu.
"Tsuyu-chan can you use your tongue to bind her wrists?" asked Ochaco.
"Just a second..." replied Tsuyu.
"Ochaco-chan, you're cute too...You smell just like me. You like someone don't you?" asked Toga, beneath the brown haired girl. Ochaco looked at the blonde in surprise. "And you're always thinking about how you wanna be like him right? I totally get it! It's just girl stuff! You wanna be the same as the guy you like, it's only natural! So you, like wear all of the same things! But then you start to not feel the same satisfaction as before and you start wantin' to straight up become that person! There's just no helpin' it! What's your type? Me, I love guys who are covered with and smell like blood! That's why I mangle them in the end! Though I have a feeling the guy I like right now i, won't end up like that... He's different, I think..."
Ochaco is creeped out by Toga and is shaking a little. "Isn't it fantastic, my friend Ochaco!? Love stories are so much fun!"
Toga then stabs the needle into Ochaco's left thigh.
"Ochaco!?" yelled Tsuyu. Ochaco winced in pain as the the needle began to suck out the blood from her thigh.
"Suck suck... suck suck!" said Toga.
"Uraraka!?" yelled out a voice coming from the forest. Tsuyu struggled on the tree and yelled back. "Shoji! Everyone...!"
Toga couldn't move and struggled to escape.
"Y-you're not going... anywhere!" said Ochaco, who was trying her best to hold her down even though her leg stung from the needle.
"Let her go!" yelled another voice. Everyone turned to see a bloody and beat up, black haired teen that stood ahead of Ochaco. Toga's eyes widened and her face turned red. The injured teen held his right hand up into a finger gun gesture, the boy's right forearm was bleeding from multiple cuts and was covered in scars, his left arm was by his side limp and seemingly broken.
"Kiriyama!?" yelled an equally beaten boy who was on a muscular, six-armed, masked man's back.
"Midoriya..." whispered Kiriyama. "Whatever... Tell the girl to let Chameleon go and I won't blow her fuckin' brains out!"
"Ochaco! Let her go!" commanded Midoriya. Ochaco jumped off of the blonde and Toga ran into the forest with the black haired teen.
"Wh-who was that?" asked Tsuyu as she got off of the tree.
"He... That was a villain..." said Midoriya, looking away.
"Kiriyama-kun! You're-"
"Yeah, I look real cute to you right now, right?" said Kiriyama.
"You... you heard me?" whispered Toga, embarrassed. Kiriyama sighed deeply and ran a hand through his messy, jet black hair. The scene replayed in Kiriyama's mind and he frowned. "She likes me best when I'm hurt and bloody... Mustard was right about villains dating..."
Kiriyama stopped suddenly. "Why isn't there any gas in the air?"