I've been thinking about my past a lot lately. More specifically about my mother, not that bitch who grew me in her guts only to throw me away like a defective product, but Annie. That humble nurse with a healing Quirk. The kind woman who took in someone who most of society would deem deadweight, and someone who really didn't deserve to die like she did.
Though, the more I think about it the more I realise that maybe, just maybe, Annie dying wasn't the worst thing in the world. I was heartbroken- still am- about the event, she was important to me, and I loved her. But she was also someone who wouldn't agree with what I'm doing. No matter what way I try to look at it her supporting my revolution was just impossible. Because the sad truth is that she was an adult, and adults are hard to change. All these old politicians are just looking out for themselves at the end of the day, they don't care what happens to others as long as they benefit from it. They don't care about minority groups which society unleash their frustrations on.
I'm different though. Once this country is firmly under my rule I'll start to make thing more equal, I have no delusions that it'll be easy. Finishing my plans will take years of hard work, and even then some people are simply beyond help, but I'm willing to put in the effort. I've been putting in the effort for years now.
I sent Dabi, Toga, and La Brava to steal the Quirk Amplifying Device and it's blueprints, whilst David Shield will have his hard work destroyed and erased so that he won't be able to retrieve it. At least not for a while. With La Brava with them erasing any trace that they ever stepped foot on that island will be a piece of cake, plus Dabi can use a memory wiping Quirk to alter David's memories of their actions. It'll be like they were never even there. No evidence against us, and we'll have managed to gain a fantastic asset to our cause. It's the perfect crime.
I do feel a little sorry for La Brava though, afterall with her precious Gentle locked away in Tartarus- conveniently by the very same man who we're going to demoralise in front of the entire country- she was nearly driven to suicide at the notion of never seeing her love again. But, I was there to extend a hand where it was needed. What a convenient coincidence.
Not. Truth be told I didn't like setting Gentle up like I did, but having an extremely skilled hacker on my side is an absolute necessity. With Danjuro stuck in the most secure prison on earth I'm her only hope of freeing him, she has no choice but to go along with me. That girl is very smart though, part of me is worried about if she'll uncover what I did, I doubt it since I tend to cover my tracks well, but people can surprise you. But, even if she did find out I doubt she'd rebel against me. Afterall I'm her only chance at rescuing her precious boyfriend.
She is aware that I'm using her, and yet she still aids me in my mission to correct this Hero society. Her loyalty is unquestionable, because I'm the one holding our cards in this game. She can only rely on me.
Regardless Dabi and the others are going to I-Island whilst I decided to hang back, even if I'm the strongest man in Japan I still have my personal issues. I want to put an end to the antiquated ways of the past and look to a future where everyone will be treated equally by society.
And just how can I look to the future if I can't move on from my past. It's time to make a few stops.
I placed a foot down on the familiar concrete road of Kamino with my hands in the pockets of a nice warm coat in the cold bitter winter night. I let out a deep sigh that cause my hot breath to freeze and exit my mouth as a white fog. It's been a while since I've personally set foot in my home city. This place was damaged a fair bit as a result of my attack three years ago, of course that's a lot of time to rebuild, and my group wasn't trying to destroy anything. The reason for that attack was to increase my stockpile of Quirks a bit and rock the foundations of Hero society. We were made to look like horrible monsters for that attack, but that's fine. The more they try to slander us the deeper the hole they're digging for themselves becomes. What the public thinks of us right now really doesn't matter all that much in the long run, once my plan is complete the people won't trust Hero society enough to take anything that they say without a grain of salt.
I can't say that I've thought of everything, I will undoubtedly be blind sighted a few times in the coming battle. But, I have enough contingency plans that even if I do slip up once or twice everything will go somewhat smoothly. The Heroes, or at least the pro's on their side, are mostly meathead without experience in planning things out long-term. All Might has shown to me that he can be intelligent in the show, but he's also shown that he only started using his head once he couldn't use 'One For All' anymore. The way he is now he thinks that he can take me if he comes at me with everything he's got.
I let a smirk blossom on my face at the mere thought of All Might trying to run me down with pure power. Yeah right, that broken shell is so far past his prime at this point that he's only pretending to be the Symbol of Peace, even if he keeps his power when we battle it won't mean a thing. There's a whole world between the me when we battled and the me right now. He's a shadow that keeps getting fainter whilst I grow stronger than ever.
We will fight again soon, when that happens I'll reveal to the world how pitiful he really is. I wonder if the world will be able look up to their precious number one when he's revealed to be nothing more than a façade trying to show off, what will people think of me once it turns out I'm not simply a madman raving on about ideals to justify my actions?
Oh, how I wish I could be on the outside to see their reactions, how the public would surge and Japan would be shaken, the crime rates would increase and people would start to distrust Heroes. It'd be chaos, at first. But, you know what they say. You have to break them down to build them back up.
So I'll break this society down and reshape it into a better state. That's the only way forward.
I came to a stop in front of the burnt remains of my old home and felt a surprisingly strong surge of emotions build up at the sight of where I'd lost whatever little I had to begin with on that terrible night.
I decided that I'd drop by my home in my purest self. No Quirk to change my appearance, this was because it had to be me that said goodbye. Just Ryoto. This will be the final time I come to this place.
It's time to put the past in the past.
Nana felt her skin itch horribly as the dry winter night did her skin no favours, the fact she was freezing didn't help either. Just a hoodie isn't enough to keep a girl warm in this weather. She hated this, she hated this city and she hated this country. Just walking by a couple happily holding hands and smiling without a care in the world was enough to make her neck become irritated and her nails would claw at that spot to make the itching go away. Sometimes it did, but it was never gone for long.
The hoodie was perfect for keeping the hand she wears under them hidden, she can't put them all on- she'd draw attention to herself if she did- but she could keep on the hands on her ribs and under her arms. If you didn't look carefully in this dim light then you wouldn't even be able to notice the slight lumps that were present all over her body. She liked that, even when she lived on the streets she could keep her family close.
Ever since sensei died she's been lost, just wandering around the different cities of this shitty country and trying to... well she doesn't know what she's doing really. What's she even living for at this point? To see another day, and for what? So that she can continue her aimless wandering through Japan until the day she dies, to hardly scrape by and dive deeper into exhaustion until she inevitably collapses? What is she even doing?
She's hardly talked to anyone in the past six years, she's had a few run-ins with some thugs who wanted to assault her every now and then, but she wasn't supposed to be sensei's successor for nothing. They bit the dust to put it short.
She's heard rumours about someone having sensei's powers, but that's impossible. Nobody could ever hope to have a power as overpowered as sensei's, they'd have to be a cheater to do that. And you can't cheat real life. She's tried.
"Hey there honey." A strange voice snapped her out of her inner thoughts and she looked up to see... a man? Woman? She doesn't know and doesn't care. They're just another NPC.
She would have kept on walking but there was just one problem. They're in the way.
Her fingers twitched slightly. It's be very easy to just dust them, she tends to do that to people she doesn't like. But, not here. She tries not to do that to just anyone, not for morality or anything dumb like that, she just doesn't need the Heroes on her back.
The redheaded NPC was in her way though." Move aside, I have places to be." She said with her red eyes glaring coldly at the stranger who, strangely, wasn't intimidated and just smiled at her.
"Sure thing hon, just one little thing though before I let you pass. Give me your money or I'll kill you."
The moment after they said those words Nana's reflexes kicked into action as the NPC took a surprisingly fast swipe at her with a large club they pulled out from their back. Dammit, she made an amateur move, how did she not see that? It must be the exhaustion getting to her.
She managed to dodge the sudden attack by the skin of her stomach and she jumped back to catch a moment. Seriously? They're doing this right here? Right on a public street at night?
Her opponent didn't quit at the sight of their attacks failing. Instead they picked up the pace and Nana soon found herself being put on the defensive. She was tired and hungry, she couldn't fight this secret boss at full power, but just one touch and-
"Gah!" Nana cried out in pain as that club was jabbed right into her ribs. She felt the bones in that area shift around from the strike and she definitely broke something from that blow. Then when the wind was knocked out of her she was left seething in pain as a punch to the face knocked her backwards and into a nearby alley to the point where
This was bad, she was losing and if something didn't change then she was gonna die here. Something about that thought made her heart pound strong enough to agitate her broken ribs. She didn't want to die! Even after everything she's been through the idea of death terrified her! She couldn't just bite it here, she had to make it to the next level! She had to-
She was grabbed by the throat and picked up before being roughly shoved onto a wall and then grabbed by the throat hard enough to nearly crush her windpipe." You know I had a friend that told me that they didn't have the strength to really act like themselves, said that I was stronger and that I should live as I want."
Nana felt her head go light as her hands twitched and her skin suddenly felt really itchy. She wasn't even breathing as her windpipe was being choked out, her thoughts were becoming hazy. She just needed to-
The redhead's grin seemed to widen." I'm doing that right now. I've killed before in the name of doing what I want! I'm going to kill you and send you to hell just like all those other pieces of shit! But remember this-" They raised her club with one hand whilst holding her still with the other, she was going to crush her skull with a club.
They continued and tensed their muscles to pulverise her head."- that your death came at my hands! THE HANDS OF MAGNE-"
Magne stopped talking as Nana, in a burst of strength, upraised her arm enough- much to the protest of her ribs- to touch her assaulters face and enclose all five of her fingers around it.
The grip around her neck loosened a bit as her attacker turned grey. She spoke coldly." No, you remember this-" the sideboss crumbled away to dust as their weapon fell behind their back, a moment later the dust all scattered to the wind and Nana was left against the wall to slide down whilst her closed left fist nursed her broken ribs.
Her vision became clouded with dots as she laid on the floor. She'd killed someone, it's nothing new she's killed lots of people, but it never failed to make her feel sick to her guts. If she doesn't have the hands on then she'll throw up and her skin will itch so badly that it feels like her skin was gonna burst. The hands calm her, she still feels like she's gonna be sick, but... she's calm. Free. She feels like she can do anything when she has them on.
The hands are on right now, her family is with her. Well not her family, a permanent reminder of what she did. Even if she can't remember exactly what it was she knows that it was bad. She doesn't feel bad for being bad though, morals are just something people made up afterall, right? Sensei.
She took out his hand- her brother's- and opened it before placing it on her face and smiling.
"Can you play Heroes with me Hana?"
Heroes are bad silly, plus dad will be mad with us if we do.
"Our grandma was a Hero? Wow that's awesome!"
It's not awesome _, sensei always compared me to her and made me feel bad about it. She made sensei dislike something about me.
"It's okay Hana, really. I forgive you for lying to dad. Just protect me next-"
Her flashback stopped at that moment. Tears streamed down her cheeks as consciousness became difficult to hold onto. But then she remembered, she never finished her words from before, did she.
"You died at the hands of Nana Shigaraki."
All she saw next was darkness.
I felt the hairs on the back of my head stand up as one of my Quirks activated and told me that someone was in pain nearby.
'Pain Sonar' is a Quirk that I stole from one of those Heroes three years ago. It's essentially a sixth sense that allows me to know whenever someone is in pain nearby, the Quirk is a little disappointing to me, in fact I really should dump it somewhere else to clear up some space in my storage, but I should check out what's happening anyway. I might be a Villain, but I still care about the wellbeing of strangers, and if they're in danger then it isn't a big deal for me to help them out. With that in mind I activated 'X-Ray', my eyes shone with a blue hue and I peered through the walls of the nearby buildings, after taking a Quick peek my vision immediately honed in on somebody that was leaning against a wall and I realised that they were nearby.
I frowned at the sight. They were clutching their ribs and from the looks of it a few bones are broken above their left hip. I should go help them.
I adjusted my black fedora hat so that my face was covered from any street lights and I walked through the streets of Kamino until I arrived at an alleyway where someone in a black hoodie was laying against a wall unconscious they also had a creepily realistic severed hand on their face!
My mind momentarily went blank. Was- was this Tomura Shigaraki?!
The realisation that the successor of All For One was actually alive baffled me. I never asked Garaki about what happened to him, as doing so would raise suspicion on how exactly I know that AFO even had a successor to begin with, and the mad scientist never cared to tell me. I honestly just assumed that he was dead.
I looked over his body and felt some confusion. Is he a... he?
Looking again I noticed that this wasn't the body of a man, but rather that of a woman. I reached for their face and quickly pulled the hand off, I almost expected them to suddenly wake up and lash out at me but no. They were out cold.
My breath caught in my throat as I got a good look at her face. A very familiar face indeed as well, despite some obvious differences. For a starter they had long and dirty icy blue hair, or a least from what few strands I could see hanging out from her unconscious face, her face was extremely dry. She looked like a raisin if I was being honest. She had two distinct scars on her face, one over her right eye and the other over the right side of her chappy lip. Finally her face had a beauty mark just under the bottom of the right side of her lips.
She looked like a carbon copy of Nana Shimura!
She also had a distinct bruise on the right side of her face coloured an ugly purple. She must have gotten into a fight. That explains the broken ribs.
It wasn't hard to put together what happened, especially seeing as a familiar magnet style club was laying just in front of where she layed unconscious. She got into a fight, broke a few bones and managed to lay a hand on that magnet Villain who died to Overhaul in the manga, and passed out with a hand on her face.
I frowned as I activated 'Storage' to store the creepy grey hand into my pocket dimension. Personally I would just destroy the thing, but that won't do me any good. If I remember correctly then she's super attached to these things, throwing them away won't do me any favours when it comes to getting in her good graces.
I touch her face and analyse her biology with a Quirk called 'Autopsy' and quickly disassembled the bruised skin on her face and then put it back together good as new with 'Overhaul'. I've been practicing and experimenting with the Quirk a lot lately and I'm baffled at just how overpowered it is, the Quirk has the drawback of weakening the users immune system, that would be part of the reason why Kai was such a massive germaphobe, but I can easily circumvent that by simply letting the Quirk lay dormant in my body so that my immune system is only momentarily hindered when I use the Quirk. Aside from that I have a number of ideas on how to improve my body with this Quirk, well improve it further than it already is, and that it seems to have a built-in auto repair option. Because, and I can't stress this enough, putting back a person's neurons in the correct place as well as correctly aligning every single molecule in another person's body isn't something a person can do. But, if I want to alter something then I need to have a deeper understanding of anatomy, in that sense 'Autopsy' is the perfect Quirk to combo off of 'Overhaul'.
The woman's face was put back together and I noticed that her scars were gone and her skin and lips was much clearer. I felt my heart beat quicken ever so slightly at the sight of her normal face that didn't have a lack of moisture. That chappy skin really did a good job at hiding her beauty.
I then placed my hand on her left side, ignoring the fact that I was touching an extremely attractive unconscious girls side without a breath of consent, and disassembled her broken ribs before quick as a flash putting her back together; now completely fine. She wouldn't be walking away from here with so much as a scratch.
I couldn't exactly just leave her on the streets though, she was clearly doing shit, I could tell that much just by looking at her. She was thin, not to the point where she was a skeleton, but just enough to be plainly noticeable. Her slightly hollow cheeks and just a little too thin arms were enough to tell me that much. She needed help.
All For One owned an unhealthy amount of warehouses and other properties around Japan that I could only assume were so that, if ever needed, he'd have somewhere to lay low. Garaki gave me the locations of them all and even just in Kamino you'd easily find half a dozen here. I could respect that he was prepared, I'd give him that.
I made my decision and placed my hand on the female Tomura so that I could take 'Decay' from her. Just the idea of what that Quirk can do is very scary, unless she ends up being trustworthy I refuse to let her keep it. Also she could just touch me and I'd die. My original Quirk is very easy to use when the person I'm taking a Quirk from is unconscious, it just slides right out of them, and I decided to do her a favour by giving her a new Quirk called 'Moisture', a skin care Quirk that I acquired a while ago. I think she'll need it more than me, you know for her skin.
I then pick her up bridal style and shield our presence with both 'See Me Not' and 'Electronic Cloak'. This would make it so that not just other people, but cameras wouldn't be able to see us. It would be like we were invisible to the world.
I wanted to help this girl for some reason, she was hurt, looking like shit, and she was clearly insane. People like her are who I seek to help with my actions, I do what I do to help people like her. She must have suffered, I want to help her find happiness in some way.
All For One mentally tormented her, but I was going to mentally heal her. I hold his power so helping her is my responsibility.
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So, I decided to go the AU route and replace Tomura Shigaraki with his canonical sister, because why not? It's my fic and I think she'd make a good love interest for our MC.