"I'm so sorry sir!" Sori said, as she did the dogza in front of Izuku, who was sitting behind his desk.

Izuku sighed. "Don't worry too hard about it, aside from you no one got hurt, and they only destroyed one hound. If it weren't for you, we never would have seen their faces."

"We must also apologize, had we been more vigilant this all could have been avoided," Sai said, as she and Tokoshi bowed.

"Part of the fault is mine, I should have seen something like this coming when I agreed to the exercise," Izuku told them, feeling a bit guilty for making them apologize for something that was meant to happen. "I already have plans of increasing security, this just solidifies how necessary they are."

"So then, what do we do know?" Chole asked.

"What can we do?" Izuku asked. "We just have to wait for the heroes to find them. And hope they don't do anything too bad with the stolen ship."

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Shinigami had never felt so embarrassed in her life.

Not only had her mission failed, but she'd been captured on top of that! And now she was in a truck, in full body restraints, getting hauled to prison like a common crook.

She couldn't imagine his disappointed Karai was with her. She wouldn't be surprised if they didn't come to rescue her given how disgraceful this whole thing was.

Honestly, she couldn't imagine how the situation could much worse.

"What the fuck is that!?" She heard one of the guards up front shout.

KABOOM!

Out of nowhere, something exploded, shaking the ground so hard Shinigami almost thought they'd crashed.

"Shit we're under attack!" Shouted the guard. "Call-Agh!"

Shinigami heard the sound of the heavily reinforced glass getting shattered, and the truck started shaking as something happened out front.

Did they really come for me? She felt bad just for hoping for such a thing, but it was either that or someone who came to kill her.

SHING!

Suddenly, a spear-like tail pierced through the back of the heavily armed prison truck.

Well, it looked like it might be the latter.

Two claws came through the hole and ripped open the steel like it was a tin can.

And it came to Kaza, in her brand new pirate attire.

She had a long brown pirate frock coat, covered with belts and pockets. It had a slit down the lower part of it, allowing her tail to move more freely, and her wings went through the back of the coat, thanks to two less visible slits in the back.

On her head was the stereotypical pirate hat, and she wore a beige poet shirt typical of a pirate, a pair of long brown pants, and lastly some long brown boots.

Kaza took a huff of her cigar, as she entered the van, and looked around for a moment before her eyes landed on Shinigami, who couldn't say anything because her mouth was covered by a metal plate.

Who the hell is this? Shinigami gave Kaza a confused look, mostly because of her outfit, as the monstrous woman approached her, towering over the villain.

Without a word, Kaza grabbed the metal plate blocking Shinigami's mouth, and tore it off with ease.

"And you are?" Shinigami asked.

"None of your business," Kaza said, blowing out some smoke on her cigar, before picking her up by her restraints, and carrying her out of the truck.

Once she got outside, she had a better view of her surroundings. Accompanying Kaza, was none other than Pai. Who was also in more pirate-like attire?

She wore a white puffy top with extremely puffy sleeves, and brown leather pants covered with paint, as well as a pair of brown shoes.

The artist was carrying a long piece of paper, about the size of an average person.

"What a beautiful, horrid woman." Pai praised as she looked at Shinigami. "I can smell the lives you've taken."

"Get to painting, we don't have much time," Kaza ordered.

"Very well," Pai said, as she set the paper down on the ground, and started painting.

However Shinigami's attention wasn't on them, rather, it was on the massive, flying pirate ship overhead.

"What the fuck?" Shinigami asked, seeing this… defyince of nature and the very laws of physics.

"Captin, the radar's detecting another vehicle approaching. 20 miles out." Rorou said over the earpiece.

"Tch. We need more time. Fire on them." Kaza ordered.

A few moments later, many square sections of the ship opened up on the side, and advanced steely cannon popped out. At least two dozen of them.

KABOOM! KABOOM! KABOOM KABOOM!

The cannons fired shots of red hot fire, lighting up the night sky as they flew past the point where they could see them clearly.

"Successful hit," Rorou reported after a few moments. "The vehicle has come to a stop."

"And its inhabitants?" Kaza asked.

"They should be mostly fine, that level of power shouldn't have killed them," Rorou explained.

"Good," Kaza said, before looking down a Pai, who was still finishing up her painting, which was now revealed to be a painting of Shinigami in her restraints, with her throat slit.

"Just adding the finishing touches…done." Pai stood up, and looked down at her work for a second, before acting her quirk.

The painting rose out of the paper and became three-dimensional. An exact replica of Shinigami, only with a bleeding neck, and dead glazed-over eyes.

"Finally," Kaza said, as she picked up the real Shinigami and then picked up Pai with her other arm, before flapping her wings and taking to the sky.

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Kaza landed on the ship's deck, and immediately, Rorou wasted no time putting the force field up and making the ship rise.

"So this is the ninja lady?" Karaki said, coming up to inspect the new person, while Kaza set Pai down.

Karaki wore her own much smaller poet shirt and red leather pants with black shoes. As well as a red bandana over her forehead and hair. She even had a clip-on gold earring on her left ear.

Suru was standing by, wearing a similar garb, but his pants were brown, and instead of a headband, he had a red cloth wrapped around his waist, which would flap in the wind. He also now used a cutlass instead of a katana, and he had two guns holstered on either side of his hips.

Then there was Tsubu who wore pretty much the same thing as Suru, but without the little red cloth or the weapons.

"Rough, take her over to the brig," Kaza ordered as she dropped Shinigami on the ground. "Yo-Yo, get Lilith and tell her to come do her damn job. And Shift, make sure she doesn't do anything funny."

"Yes, Captain!" Said all three crewmates.

Karaki ran off, while Tsubu used his quirk, using the sand they kept in barrels on the deck, he made a giant sand hand, and used it to grab Shinigami, and carry her inside.

For now, she went along without resisting. Whoever these people were, they were clearly part of something big. And she needed to find out what.

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Karai had expected this to be easy.

It was two guards, all she had to do was take out two guards, free her friend, and get out.

Only for her to discover that someone had gotten their first, that that someone possessed a giant flying pirate ship. Which then proceed to open fire, unleashing hell on her from miles away, and forcing her to seek shelter behind a rock to keep from getting hit.

Then when she came out, the ship disappeared, making her almost believe it was an illusion, if not for the flaming craters left in the ground.

Nonetheless, she continued on her motorcycle, getting closer and closer to the truck.

Only to see Shinigami laying outside the truck, looking very, very dead.

Karai's eyes widened, and she swore her heart stopped for a second.

She stopped the bike, and threw it to the side, running over to her friend's side, to see if this nightmare was truly real.

At first, it seemed so, however…something was off.

The smell. She smelled like paint.

Karai squinted and touched Shinigami's face. It didn't feel like skin. It felt like she was touching a painting or a sculpture.

This was not, Shinigami.

But why would her enemies leave such an obvious decoy to try and trick her?

Karai's eyes widened, as now that she was thinking straight, she realized now how obvious this was, and got up to run.

KABOOM!

Only for the fake body to erupt in a massive explosion.

"AGH!" Karai cried, as the explosion hit her hard in the back, knocking the window out of her, and sending her flying forward.

CRACK!

Karai flew a few yards, before hitting the ground face-first, and immediately falling unconscious.

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The brig was far nicer than the name implied.

Shinigami was stuck in a small room with only a bed, but on the bright side, she was out of her full body restraints, although she still had restraints around her ankles and wrists. , the bed was pretty soft, and they had the decency to give her some half-decent bread.

Judging by this treatment they don't seem to be as intimidating as they first seemed. Shinigami thought as she ate her piece of bread.

Escape for now would be impossible.

There were no windows, the vents were far too small to crawl through, and the room was made of rather sturdy metal. The door had the only slight opening the bars would keep her from slipping through there. And the door itself didn't seem to have any locking mechanisms she could pick or tamper with.

She wasn't going to escape anytime soon thanks to a flaw in the room's design, so she would have to wait on her old friend, human error.

Speaking of which, the door opened up, and Yoko walked in, in her new pirate attire.

She wore a similar white top to Pai, but hers was a bit thinner, less puffy, and more see-through, and she also wore a small brown jacket over it, matching her brown pants, and brown heeled boots.

Naturally, she was beautiful, but for whatever reason Shinigami couldn't help but find her the most attractive person she'd ever met.

Wait! That's not right. I'd never find someone attractive based just on their looks. Shinigami immediately understood that she must be under the effect of a quirk, and resisted it with all her might. She closed her eyes and turned her head, cutting off the effect of Yoko's quirk.

"Oh dear, can't have that no can we?" Yoko smirked and pulled out a syringe from her pocket. "Guess we have to do this the hard way then. The next half hour is going to be very unpleasant for you dear."

Yoko jabbed the syringe into Shinigami's arm and injected her with a strange green liquid.

"What was that!? What did you just-ah!" Suddenly Shinigami's eyes opened, and she became unable to close them.

"Just something that makes it so you can't close your eyes for a little bit dear." Yoko forced Shinigami's head towards her, making her unable to avoid being affected by Yoko's quirk. "After all it's rude not to look at the person you're talking to, and we have so, so much to discuss."

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"She told me everything," Yoko said. She, Kaza, and Rorou were all together, talking down to a Seer which Izuku was communicating with.

Rorou now also sported more fitting clothes. A long black coat similar to Kaza but without slits, brown burlap pants, and brown boots.

"And you're certain it's accurate?" Izuku asked her.

"As certain as can be. No one can lie to me after being exposed to my quirk for an hour." Yoko chuckled darkly. "I even had her do a few things to prove her loyalty. I can show you if you'd like."

"No thank you," Izuku said bluntly. "Anyway, your trap should buy some time. Raid as many Foot facilities. Keep the destruction to a minimum, and steal as much as you can. If you get a hole of any of their scientific research or materials, or even their test subjects, inform me immediately."

"And what of the girl?" Kaza asked with her arms crossed.

"Sell her to the villain trade," Izuku said dismissively. "And don't take too long, the longer we wait, the longer our enemies have to move locations."

"Wait, the villain trade?" Kaza asked, giving Izuku a questioning look. "The fuck is the villain trade."

"Ask Suru, he should be able to tell you everything," Izuku told them. "Goodbye."

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In the end, they decided to split up into two teams.

Suru and Kaza would take an unconscious Shinigami, to the Villain Trade, while the rest would start the raids on the Foot hideouts.

The two sky pirates walked through the halls of a dingy building, in the worst part of town, being escorted by two burly men in suits. While carrying Shinihami in a large gym bag.

They reached a set of doors, which the men opened, leading them to carpeted office.

In that office behind a nice wooden desk, was a rotund man in a sloppy suit, with a beard mustache combo that just screamed ass.

"Shift!" The man stood up and smiled at Suru. "Long time no see! I see you have a new look, did you join some pirate-themed virginities?"

"Villains actually." Kaza corrected. "Is that a problem?"

The man laughed. "No, no, no. Villains, heroes, vigilantes, it hardly matters to me."

"This here is Captain WinDrake." Suru introduced her. "She's our leader. And she's new to this…system."

"Ah, I understand." The man nodded. "Allow me to explain. The villain trade is a very simple business. You catch a villain, but instead of going to the police, you want to make a bit of cash. You bring them here, and we sell them to heroes who are less than skilled but make up for it with fat wallets. They get the glory, and we get the money. Win-win."

"That's…how have the other heroes not found out about this?" Kaza asked, not fully believing what she just heard.

"Oh, they have. They just don't do much about it." The man explained. "Vigilantes often come here for cash and let the heroes claim the credit for villains they beat. This is good for the heroes because having vigilantes do their jobs for them is rather embarrassing. And can you imagine what would happen if the public found out about this! Ha! They'd be outraged! No. So long as we stay discreet, the heroes don't interfere. Mostly."

"Ugh, why am I even surprised? Kaza asked, before dropping the bag on the ground. "Let's just get this over with."

The man snapped his fingers, and a group of men came into the room.

Two men in white coats went down and opened the bag, revealing the unconscious Shinigami. The two looked over her, analyzing her while the last guy was on a tablet looking up information.

"Villain, Shinigami. B ranked. Known accomplice in the U.A. sports festival attack." The man with the tablet explained. "She possesses a powerful illusion quirk."

"She's alive. In good condition too." One of the white-coated men said. "No permanent injuries."

"Wonderful! I think this is the first time you've brought me a villain fully intact Shift!" The man laughed. "And a B rank who participated in such an infamous event. With such an elusive quirk! This one will be quite valuable. Men! Preserve her! We're going to age her for about a year, and make her seem more elusive and hard to catch! Then we sell her off for triple the profit!"

"Eh hem." Kaza fake coughed threateningly. "Our money."

"Ah, yes I get ahead of myself." The man snapped his fingers again, and another man came in with a large briefcase. "How does 1,000,000 yen sound?"

Kaza took the suitcase and opened it, finding stacks and stacks of money inside, before closing it again. "Fine. Shift, let's go."

With that, the two turned around, and left the building, as quickly as they could.

"So…wanna explain yourself?" Kaza asked Suru as they walked the streets.

"I needed to eat," Suru explained, looking slightly ashamed.

Kaza sighed. "Fair enough."

Ok, before you cast judgment, as not as bad as it sounds.

The villain still ends up in jail, even after going through the villain trade, this way just takes longer. And it's not like the traders are treating them any worse than the prisons they get sent to.

It's shady as hell and gross, but it's not as bad as human trafficking or you know…slavery.

Izuku doesn't like it, but at the same time he knows it's GOING to exist regardless, and this way he can help maintain the Sky Pirates' image as real villains.

Anyway, please review and have a nice day.