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"Alright see you soon." He hung up the phone.
"So?" She relaxed in the back of the limousine, wearing not her normal attire of club wear. Instead, she dawned a track suit, the hood pulled up over her head, simple studs in her ears, backpack on her shoulder. But, still old habits die hard, even though regular in appearance at the moment, she still sat tuffy, drinking wine out of a crystal glass in the back of the long vehicle.
Dr. Connely put his phone down. "We're meeting her shortly."
She nodded, she was lost in her thoughts again, as she always tended to do when she thought about a specific someone, a specific person that always kept her attention, a certain one with long navy hair.
The car slowed, and soon the back door opened, all that was seen of the driver was pristine white gloves as an overly smiley pigtailed blonde teenager hopped into the car like jumping onto a slide at a city park.
"Well hi!" She exclaimed. The door closed behind her.
"You're... ?" Ashley stammered. What? Someone her age? "her?"
The blonde girl in the clunky school uniform, complete with overly baggy sweater, looked around the limo. "Yep! I haven't been in one of these before! I don't get nice things!" She pouted and whined like a four year old. "The League doesn't let us have anything cool!"
"So, you are Himiko Toga?" He knew it wasn't just 'some random girl' as soon as she said that. No teenager her age would admit to something as serious so gloating; it was like she was damn proud of it. He couldn't blame her for feeling like that, especially if she was as evil and corrupt as Kurogiri made her out to be.
He didn't per sey 'get along' with Kurogiri, as he was one of the highest ranking in the League of Villians, and the purple warp portal made him quiver as he knew how loyal he was to All For One, but as soon as he suggested this particular vessel as a means to get what they needed, and filled him in on her personality, Dr. Connely was sold through and through.
"Darn right gramps!" She talked excitably with her hands.
Ashley's father's mouth shivered on the side. That kind of fizzled him. He was not a grandpa. Not yet.
"We hear you're a master of alias." He went on, pushing that rotten feeling away inside him that he'd been pegged as someone at least 20 years old than what he actually was.
"That's right Connelys!" Himiko smiled widely giving herself an internal boost at her skills. "I've got six right now! Which ID you wanna use, eh? All fully verified!"
"Uhfhh." Ashley snarked at the girl's overly zealous, confidently annoying state, pissy that she was being forced to wear sneakers! 'Of all things!'
Sneakers!
How unfashionable!
"No. A new one."
"Oh! Well let's have a meeting about it! Because another thing about being person is you've got play the part!!!!" She screamed excitably clintching her fists; like a child being handed cotton candy at an amusement park.
"Well, we don't know all the UA student's names. Just the ones that appeared in the tournament, but that's too obvious."
"Ah!!!" She smiled clasping her hands! "I see your point!!!"
"Could you calm it down!" Ashley suddenly snapped at her same-aged backseat occupant.
"Now Ash. I know you hate loud noises when you have a hang over, but let's let the girl speak, eh?" He wondered why his daughter was drinking again anyway after having a late night last night. He bet she was probably just bored.
Instantly, Himiko turned her face and things shifted... and it was Ashley's face!
"Wha!" The wine glass almost fell out of the stuffy one's hand. "What th'hell! You're doing that on purpose!"
Himiko changed back, squinting her eyes and laughed hard at the other girl's realization that she was doing it to mock her after telling her to practically shut up.
The older man knew instantly this would get out of hand; these two working together.
They continued to lash out on one another in the back of the car, the doctor stunned to silence.
Two typical (or atypical rather) teenage girls who didn't like each other right from the start.
But that was another the reason he chose Himiko.
Her skills and quirk were in line with what they needed. She was nuts enough to do what they needed without thinking of it as a senseless chore.
And, he was hoping that she'd bring out a different light in Ashley. Maybe one where she pushed his daughter into a realm where she'd start taking less risks?
That was how they lost the asset Satoko Kasaya last time.
For as psycho and willing as Himiko was, she was a calculated risk taker. And that was what he wanted Ashley to be more of, rather than being rash.
And how vile was it? A seventeen year old in the League?
He just sat and watched them go on fighting over mood. They were literally arguing about why they were acting they way they were. Himiko was defending being so 'gitty', and Ashley was defending why she was being so objective and off-ish towards her.
It kind of looked like Himiko was as trying to get her to sway over to her side, and maybe was trying to befriend her.
Dr. Connely let it go on, just thinking how the newer members of the LOA just kept getting younger and younger these days. The blonde with the pigtails one of the newest and most adolescent.
Society really was crumbling as the forces of villains were now present in all social classes and age groups.
They could hit all ranks, effect every layer.
That was a major reason, aside from it's rapid growth of numbers (with addition of a few excellent hackers opening up that ability to gain data), and the advanced science wing, that really were pushing forward the goal of taking down civilization.
Truly Japan would end, would be the first to fall in the LOA's plan for world domination, and when it did, Dr. Connely was trying to devise a plan to steal it out from under All For One.
Japan was one thing.
The world?
Another.
It might not be him. It might not even be Ashley. But it might be Ashley's child (after she finds a suitable man).
The world falling apart was that close.
Just like the hero leagues everywhere, in every major city, so did the LOA have now.
Disrupting China was huge. But they smacked away at it; that the country was suffering a ultimate loss of heroes. The LOA had thier fingers deep in America, Russia, and some other formidable countries as well.
Connely knew All For One's plan was taking down the larger countries first, since their land was vast, military large, hero leagues right and left.
Then tackle the others.
He knew somewhere existed a running list and a strong plan on how to win. It was shared with the two uppermost LOA members, and no others.
The others were all just minions.
Himiko Toga was a minion.
This plan to get For One's All back, their once personal, nuclear attacking force was just the beginning.
Dr. Connely and Ashley's plan was to let All For One and the LOA do the heavy lifting on the planetary takeover and just play lazy river in the meantime (playing at being minions as well), in cahoots with them until the right moment came to strike and then they would, and he'd bring his drug-creating scientist lover with him, his adorable, horribly evil Nika, no matter what his daughter thought.
They three were playing all of the LOA right now, noteably All For One, using his followers for their talents to help them get assets.
Diasuta would be a such a good force to fight (and probably win), against the LOA. Connely had no doubt if they had one of the three top powers of the world on thier side, that they would be able to compete with the LOA, and with the hero leagues equally, and bring them all to shambles.
He'd seen Kasaya, the teen, the boy, at work.
That body... being told what to do. Then when Disaster was called out? That brain that was inside him, separated because they'd snatched him up before he could attend a Merge School!
He could laugh!
How Ashley had molded it to be in her palms like a putty! It even had her mood, her intonations.
Truly his daughter had used that force well he thought, so well.
And now knowing something the kid didn't even know, that he was the possessor of For One's All!
Play Satoko Kasaya like a damn flute. Use him up.
Tie him up until he'd obey, lace him with a drug that played with Diasuta, the brain, so as Ashley's emotional controls sank back in, they would be even stronger.
Didn't matter whether brain or teenager.
The brain was inside the teenager, just as the quirk was in his body.
The drug effects the body, laces in an addiction throughout.
An addiction to Ashley's emotional controls!!!
Dr. Connely smirked deep in the limo.
'Oh yes.'
Satoko Kasaya and Disaster will beg mercilessly to his daughter after they catch the kid and induce him with ONE-X.
They were still trying to figure out whether it will be an injectable or a swallowable just yet, but in the public eye, a more 'drinkable' version seemed more pleasant.
Can't have people in the club right in plan view shooting up a needle!
Thier clubs were pristine. Socialites consistently coursed them, so did celebrities and members of media. Models. Politicians. Etc.
Of course they used the clubs as a way to ship and send 'materials' for the LOA, but nevertheless, having a club goer, a young man, pulling out a needle on the dance floor to get a hit in, that couldn't happen.
It'd draw to much attention of the wrong kind.
That was what mattered the most. Covering the tracks. What it'd look like to attendees.
Because Ashley's father could careless. Satoko sticking a needle in his own arm was the same to him as Satoko swallowing the drug.
It was to get him high either way. Very very high. Hooked. And it had to be done.
But what would look better to 'society' in a social setting would be to have him take it as just a little shot.
Like a little shot of liquor... in a tiny little glass.
Flavored like candy.
So delicious.
He'd be so up in the clouds in no time. He couldn't wait for the young man to scream out in a heat for Ashley to lay her emotions on him.
He could just imagine it. 'Uh... please... Ashley... uh!' His bottom lip dropping, sounding as if ready to pounce, panting, cheeks pink, skin sizzling, libido suddenly too wild.
He'd have to make sure to remind her not to let him touch her, as this boy was more a toy and a pawn of power, and not a boyfriend.
It's be hard to see that body like that for his daughter. The drug induced navy haired teen, Dr. Connely admitted, was an extremely good looking young man, but... half naked, panting, screaming out for his daughter to lay her hands all over him, lay her emotions into him?
'Hmmm. No.'
He knew how young ladies thought.
He knew that she wished for more, maybe even to let Satoko Kasaya jump her bones.
He'd have to watch them even more closely as the young long haired teen (once they grasped back onto him), would be drug induced, and that would definitely create more an issue.
He did have a solution for that if it got too outrageous: A collar like a dog.
A collar for the lapdog he was.
He'd already had a tech team working on it. Disguising it as a black choker was so easy, and it fit in so well with the club-goers apparel anyway that nobody would notice.
Most of their club even though high fashion, had a very underground feel to them.
That was why they were so popular.
You could be a celebrity, a model, a (whoever you were) important member of society, and get away with dressing gothic, in mesh, topless, suits, wear a mask, wear black lipstick, shirt skirts, bdsm and leather, whatever you wanted.
The clubs had practically no rules, but they were 'clean' and not a place for the world to know drugs and other things were being funneled.
Hell, the way his daughter clothed herself at the clubs was slinky even! With those shiny dresses and high heels, even so were those suits that Kasaya Satoko was dressed in!
A lot of the time she didn't even let him button his shirt. Styled his hair how she liked. Let those people on the floor run their hands all over his perfect body which was her doing as well; a killer club members for exclusives 'feels' on.
Dr. Connely knew his daughter loved to watch.
'Such a sick child.' He eyed his only offspring arguing with the other.
He'd made her that way.
Sick. Ill.
Messed up.
He didn't hate it.
Just like she molded Satoko Kasaya as her doll, he molded her to be how he wanted.
And even more would he mold her with this blonde pigtailed girl; his daughter would learn control in her risky actions. Further along he would continue to push her in the direction he liked, so she could learn to run that Kasaya better, and not let him escape, but also, so she could be a better person for their cause.
But, he didn't want her flower ruined by such a pet of the young man he let her control, but he certainly did enjoy the way his daughter absolutely placed all her ownership over him.
Every inch of that teen's skin was hers.
He approved.
"Okay stop." The doctor in the limo had to butt in. The girls were in a screaming match. "Here's a list of the chosen candidates. All girls as you are. Just chose one." He figured maybe a boy would be strange to the girl.
Ashley huffed at her dad as she had been winning the battle with Himiko. She crossed her arms and looked away. She threw a ruff of curl over her shoulder.
The blonde excitably grabbed up the paper list. "Hmmm!!!! Some cute ones!!!!"
"All 1-D Classers from the tournament."
"Ah! I want this one!" She poked her finger down a list. "She's plain looking!"
The girl really was, straight bangs with a bob cut, jet black hair, and a UA uniform.
"Good plan." Boring in style. He liked that. Basic people don't get noticed as much.
"I'll play shy too! Nobody likesa flat persoanlity or someone who's so shy they can't speak; it makes a person not memorable at all." The blonde went on.
"That's the point, blend in."
"If I can just get some of her blood!"
"Uh." Ashley. "Why?" She wasn't grossed out, just curious. Ashley had let her personal assassins handle diving into slicing and dicing. Ouija did a decent job. She'd have two at her will once she got her 'first' back.
"I collect it for fun!!!!!" She screamed. "But also, I need it for UA's entrance?"
"What? How do you know that?" The doctor.
Himiko rolled her head back and forth exciteably. "Why ya think we've been attacking so many known UA students!"
"Trying to get their blood?"
"Yeh! That dean, he upgraded the system. Learned that from our spies watching the perimeter on rounds! Not only does it do a full body scan, it also scans an ID badge and pricks a finger!" She held up a finger as an example. "Ow-ey!" She exclaimed sillily.
"Hm."
"Also, they watch the comings and goings of the students! One too many exits and enters and I'm sure they're bound to notice somethings off!"
"So, maybe this isn't a good idea?" Ashley looked at her father.
"Nonsense." Himiko replied. "I can get in, but the issue is finding where to go, there's no blueprints, and I don't want to act like I'm lost when I'm in there, especially if I'm mimicking a current student. I'm sure there's cameras and they're watching the main areas of every building."
"Well that's the point. This is just stage one. Stay away from the main target, just infiltrate and get the layout of the school."
Ashley huffed in her seat. The girl was right, so was her father.
"I have a plan for that." Himiko.
"And what's that?" Ashley took a sip of wine, almost done with it though. Her voice was mocking.
"I'll join a tour group. They do them every semester for the new kids looking to join the campus. I'm sure some of the students who live there are bound to tag along or even volunteer to help! Maybe I'll volunteer, but be super shy about it!"
"Won't that get you noticed?" Ashley.
"Sure! But not as badly as if I was to be out walking around senselessly!!! Duh!"
"So, how will you get us knowledge then, I'm sure not photography is allowed."
"Ill write it all down in a notebook, and I'll take detailed notes of each place. I have you know, one of the other League members used to work for the police force as a sketch artist. I'm sure he'll do excellent at sketching the buildings off description alone."
"Fantastic." The older Connely was impressed. His daughter needed these skills so badly. He was earnestly intrigued with how he presented a simple, but outlandish idea, and even though rash, it was expanded on in an impressive manner.
Not only would this girl find the whereabouts of the 1-D'er for a little trickle of her blood to fool the machines at UA's entrance, get an ID badge created, and change her body and clothing to match the chosen UA student, but she'd even thought on how to act, how to appear mood-wise, how to do things once she was in not to be noticed.
Himiko would probably gauge a good time to enter as the 1-D'er and everything else, including a time frame when the 1-D'er wouldn't be on campus, and also probably back up plans if the 'campus tour' fell through.
For they knew little about on the on campus tours and how the students even get invited to do so. UA was so elusive with how it got that stuff out.
They didn't let the world know who was accepted. Nothing. They heard some sort of rumor that they let the middle school students selected know they were chosen by some sort of electronic video that was delivered via UA's own website that they allowed applicants only a partial access to.
Gave them only a short window of time to view the video then cut their limited access off.
Clearly. His daughter had a lot to learn from Himiko.
"Still trying to figure out how to snag Satoko? Hm hm hm? The pig tailed on pressed on.
Ashley looked to the girl's particularly blush looking face at the mention of her rightful 'things' name.
What the fuck was this Himiko girl thinking?
Satoko was hers! She could not have this 'crushy' look on her face! How infuriating!
Ashley's face was going red in anger.
"We haven't gotten that far. We need to identify the key places we think he would be and then we can target those specific areas, narrowing it down is most important first."
A map. They needed a general map.
The LOA agreed to help, as a map of UA they desired as well for their own reasons of course.
That was the wager with Kurogiri for Himiko's help.
This mission aligned with the Connley's want of attaining Disaster, as long as the LOA got the map as well.
Kill two birds with one stone.
"Did he go home for the holiday?" Himiko suddenly jolted as if the thought randomly popped in her head. She was still in high school after all, and was on winter break right now. Of course at her school, she was listed as 'quirkless' and undervalued.
Hiding her true intent. Who she really was. She hated them. Hated them all.
She knew her quirk was better suited as a villain's. And so she became. She wanted friends, but she wanted a world where judgment ceased, even if it meant tearing down the current one.
Where collecting blood would be considered cool, and she could go on living a life, changing into whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted!
"Not from what we can tell. The family home is empty and sources say his older brother is gone on ship; so he's not been moved to the base. We had our personal spies watch traffic flow and Satoko Kasaya has not left campus."
"He could be part of a special student staff that stays over holidays. Some SAs are allowed to, depending on who you work for."
"Wait. You're right." Dr. Connely had a moment of realization.
What did it mean exactly if Satoko didn't leave the campus and he wasn't an academic advisor?
They had no idea if the kid had became one of not, but there is no way that UA let him stay without some sort of special clearance.
He had to think more on this!
What'd that mean exactly then?
"Just stay away from Satoko Kasaya." Dr. Connely wanted Himiko to get the point. "Get a detailed layout of the campus and come back with it so whoever it is that draws can draw it."
Another example! Even the police force members are abandoneing thier post to join the League!
Truly, Japan was falling.
Ashley smirked at her dad. Thankful he lashed out of the other for a second.
Kasaya was hers and that girl better take her thoughts off him.
"Well here's the stop."
The limo slowed.
Ashley rolled her head. She didn't want to get out and do this, this was her first time getting transported to the airport via plain vehicle and packed on a passenger plane.
She didn't want to be hauled overseas. But she was being forced to do it by her father. It was to meet some business partners.
"I'll discuss more with Himiko and I'll fill you in with call."
"Okay." She kissed her father on the cheek; a quick peck before she got out to be moved to a taxi.
"Can I have one?!" Toga whined, completely aware that It wasn't socially normal. She was just pushing buttons.
"No." Ashley said flat, a weird look on her face.
With how this girl acted, she'd have to keep her away from her prize, away from her Kasaya.
Ashley felt threatened.
She slammed the limo door hard at the pouty face of the blonde.
'Damn it!'
This was not happening fast enough for her!
Her assassin was not back in her clutches yet!
At least the plane ride would give her time to look through some new magazines and get some better ideas on what clothes to buy once her puppet came back into her possession.
She wondered what he'd look like in a certain underwear she'd seen, a 'barely there' pair.
It was fun to kill with him.
But it was equally fun to rule him; his whole body.
The driver got her bag out of the trunk and gave it to her, popping up on the handle for her grab to wheel herself away to an area to wait on a taxi.
Like a plain tourist!
She was pissed!
She couldn't wait for this to be over with!
She'd have her rightful right-hand long haired hitman back, and his strong palm on her side, opening doors for her, all with weapons in hidden places under his clothes.
2 daggers in his shirt's upper sleeves.
2 short knives in his jean's waistline.
2 long short swords strapped to his ankles where the pants billowed at the bottoms just a bit.
2 handguns, silver and perfect, latched to his suit jacket's interior side with leather straps. He'd pull them out simulataneaously by putting his hands up under his dress jacket, and yank then down and out.
2 spare guns were strapped to his lower back under his vest if she had him wear one.
Then there was his sword, which was kept for special purposes. Hidden at thier chairs in the club, and not taken out unless directed to.
A full katana was hard to hide on someone's person.
Satoko Kasaya always had been her walking, talking, fully armed, gentleman of the evening.
Worthy of pictures in magazines, a seductive, elusive plaything at her hand.
And not anyone else's.
She was okay with him being on drugs.
Induce him.
Oh please. Do.
Boy did she want him to want to lay all over her. Speak it out his mouth. A tease that would be to her! For him to beg to have emotions on him!
But she wanted to be the only one to hear those sounds of a body being seducted by the drug come out of Satoko's soft silky lips.
All those sighs, those moans, those wild glares.
His sexuality.
Hers.
She owned it.
And nobody else.
Not Himiko. Not any other girl that Satoko was having a fun time with at that damn school!
Any girls Kasaya would date, if any at all, would be so sad once he got taken away by her again.
Too bad.
Those bitches weren't deserving.
And she was.
She was a Connely!
She got what she wanted everytime.