Tomura was shitty.
He didn't want to watch little hero-brats try and beat the crap out of each other today but Sensei made a good point about learning their stats to make sure that they wouldn't be able to interrupt his next boss fight.
And it seemed like it was a good idea for them all. Tomura had dragged everyone else that had recently joined the League, if only to make sure that they all knew which heroes and hero-brats they were targeting.
Dabi had been slightly too interested in the one v one matches, especially when they were all watching the green-haired brat break his bones over and over against Endeavor's brat, but Tomura just decided to ignore it for now.
Tomura had made it clear that the green one was his personal enemy. Sensei himself had told Tomura as much.
Some parts were interesting to see. Tomura was especially giddy about his newfound knowledge of the electric-brat that fried his own brains with his power when he went overboard. Toga and Spinner were a bit too excited when they watched the guy who could create knives fight on
screen.
Kurogiri didn't ever seem all that interested in actually watching the sports festival with them. He mostly just stuck behind the bar and continued to clean the glasses as he made sure no one was throwing something or picking a fight ( it happened a few times - Tomura wasn't proud of the fact that Dabi could rile him up so easily ).
Magne and Compress didn't seem all that interested either, though they were still watching the TV with their undivided attention, even as they were whispering and giggling under their breath during the events while Twice was commentating on what he was seeing (mostly to themself).
And then the awards ceremony started, and all three of those stupid hero-brats rose up on moving podiums for the world to see.
Admittedly, Tomura had to do a double take when he saw the first place winner. Sure, that blonde- haired explosion brat had gone overboard during his matches, each and everyone of them, but Tomura didn't know he acted like such a villain that they decided to chain him up just so he wouldn't go feral on the other contestants, even after the events were over.
He grinned to himself as he saw All Might waltz on screen.
It would hurt so many of those heroes and raze their pride to the ground if Tomura could convince the explosive brat to turn sides. As far as he could tell, it wouldn't be a difficult side-quest for him to achieve either.
And then Tomura decided to turn and grab a drink for a split second and the TV suddenly went quiet. He whipped back around, ready to decay the idiot that decided to mute the TV, but Dabi was in the middle of turning up the volume, obviously annoyed at the lack of sound.
And Tomura finally let his gaze settle on what the screen was showing.
There, standing right outside one of the many tunnels, was the green-haired brat, in all his bloody glory. The kid's face was blank with only the slightest furrow in his eyebrows. His steps were stiff as he slowly made his way over to the crowd of heroes at the bases of the podiums and Tomura could almost see his bloodlust on the screen as the green brat kept his eyes on the explosion brat.
It made him a bit nervous to see the hero-brat that had a maxed out charisma stat look this vengeful. Hell, Toga wasn't even commenting on how bloody his bandages were.
Tomura moved closer to the screen, if only so he could take a closer look and make sure there wasn't something wrong with the screen itself. But no. A few steps closer told Tomura all he needed to know.
The brat's shoulders and back looked mauled and were likely more scar tissue than anything else at the moment. Both arms were wrapped in white bandages, though no one would be able to tell that that was their natural color with how pink they were tinged. His chest wasn't as heavily scarred but there was still a show-stopping number of scars littering the expanse of his front.
And then, as if Tomura had been stuck with tunnel vision, only focused on the boy, All Might's large hands came into view and snapped down on the kid's shoulder.
Tomura saw the brat's face flicker, almost too fast for anyone who wouldn't be looking. But he was looking. And he had been privy to watching one of the most hateful expressions he'd ever seen directed towards All Might .
Tomura was sure that the two were close, mostly because Sensei had assured as much.
Now though? He might have to question that piece of information.
"Young Midoriya," All Might boomed through the screen, laughing and smiling so awkwardly that Tomura couldn't help but feel happy to hear the man sound so uncomfortable. "You need to go back and get some rest."
Spinner scoffed at the same time Tomura did.
"Oh shit," Dabi whispered and Tomura flicked his attention back to Midoriya, feeling his eyes widen as he looked at the expression the brat was wearing.
Nothing about that blank face had changed except for his eyes. Where his eyes were usually a bright, almost toxic, green coloring, they had shifted into something darker and almost glowing with the sheer intensity that the brat was putting off.
"Get your hand off me." Midoriya growled lowly, voice being picked up from the small clip-on microphone that All Might was wearing.
"Ooo, that's about to be a bruised ego right there." Compress commented, leaning closer to get a good look at the drama happening on national television .
Tomura watched as All Might, of course, didn't listen and continued to try and maneuver the boy away and down the tunnels but Midoriya stayed put, completely immovable no matter how much All Might tried.
It was a fascinating fact to learn as well as terrifying to know this brat could become immovable to the Symbol of Peace, a hero known for his brute strength.
Tomura saw Kurogiri place his towel and glasses down as he came around the corner and stood next to Tomura, just in time for them to watch the kid try to stop himself from snarling.
Maybe he should grab the green brat instead?
" All Might. "
If it wasn't silent in that stadium, it sure as hell was now. Twice fucking gasped when they heard
the tone Midoriya had used with the Number One Hero.
Obviously, Tomura didn't have any respect for the hero and was, therefore, living for this but he was also a bit fearful about what this would mean for him. He wasn't even sure why the brat was so angry in the first place.
"Are you so painfully dense that you can't notice when one of your students is in the middle of a panic attack because of your negligence or is this just yet another act of willful ignorance?"
Tomura felt his eyes widen more as Dabi cackled in disbelief on the couch, almost knocking the remote over. Especially when he noticed that familiar golden-green lightning swirl around Midoriya's entire body, almost making him look like a god.
And then Magne's breath hitched and she breathed out, "Guys, the sky."
And Tomura idly wondered how Sensei even planned on making Tomura ready to fight this kid. Because while Midoriya was shrouded in that lightning, the sky was rolling in with dark clouds, the same golden-green hue was striking across the sky above the stadium, as if the sky and the weather was being controlled by the brat they had just watched break and shatter his own bones with the power held within him.
A sound of dark thunder rolled through the TV speakers, sending chills down their spines. It sounded too much like boss fight music in Tomura's mind.
They watched Midoriya launch himself up onto the half and half brat's podium and Tomura heard Dabi make a questioning noise in the back of his throat. The two didn't waste time (or even speak as far as Tomura could see) before launching themselves over to the explosion brat's podium.
The two hero brats worked quickly, with Midoriya crushing the other brat's muzzle with his bare hands that had been repeatedly broken not even an hour ago before tossing it down and off the screen. The green lightning made it hard to see the kid ripping the chains off of the Bakugou brat, though they could all see when the chains swung around the other side of the podium and more than one League member cringed at the reminder that a kid was chained up, even if he was a hero brat.
Tomura and the rest watched with growing fear as the lightning streaks in the sky became more frequent, constantly lighting up the stadium in a bright green hue as Midoriya walked back to the front of Bakugou and the other kid stayed where he had been this whole time, his hand in place on the back of Bakugou's neck.
"Holy shit, he's icing him." Dabi whispered out, almost in an awed tone.
"No he's not." Toga said with a frown, sticking her face closer to the screen, presumably to try and see what Dabi was seeing.
"No. I mean, the Todoroki kid is keeping his neck cool," Dabi said dismissively, never taking his eyes off the screen. Tomura heard as Dabi whispered, probably to himself, "He's fucking helping people ."
Tomura graciously decided to avoid scoffing at that observation, since it seemed like Dabi was going through a world-breaking revelation at the time.
He turned his attention back to the screen in time to watch as Midoriya put his forearm in between Bakugou's raised arms and the last of the chains and struck upwards, lightning streaking across along with the damned metal that was flung away from the trio.
They listened as the metal struck the ground, not a meter from where one of the heroes on the ground was standing, and collectively inhaled sharply. To them, and probably to the world watching, that sounded too much like a threat.
The brat's accompanying explosion wasn't large, in fact, it was smaller than anything else they had seen from the brat during the festival. No doubt that fact could be attributed to the other kid's help since he was icing his neck. The Bakugou brat's forehead came to rest on one of Midoriya's shoulders as his arms limply came down to his sides, obviously breathing heavily.
"Oh fuck," Tomura whispered to himself, feeling the need to scratch at his neck as he started to figure out what was happening. "The brat is that angry because of what they did to him ."
There were affirming noises made from everyone in the room, with a few people slightly gasping as they realized exactly what was happening.
Tomura couldn't believe it. This hero-brat was so angry at the heroes that he was willing to put on quite the show to let Japan preview what would happen if they treated his friends? like they were wild animals who needed a leash.
Kamisama, that anger would've made Midoriya into a magnificent villain .
Tomura quickly shook that particular thought away. Even during the one v ones as Midoriya was breaking himself, it was obvious that the brat was trying to persuade the other kid into using his full power.
He was helping his fucking opponents! Midoriya's stats are maxed out when it comes to charisma and, evidently, protection.
Tomura doesn't really think he has enough stats to convince Midoriya to switch sides and he doesn't really want the brat to come after him in all his lightning god glory if he decided to take the Bakugou brat with plans to make him into a villain.
(Tomura had a fleeting thought just then. Wondering, in the darkest parts of his mind, if Midoriya would actually kill Tomura, all because he had decided to take a friend of his. He quickly realized that that particular side quest would turn into a full blown boss fight before he could blink and discarded the idea quickly.
Maybe, just maybe, he could focus on only All Might and not the rest of the herolings in the coming months. He didn't really need to involve them, did he?
Kami, he hoped Sensei would agree.)
The camera caught Midoriya as he shot one last dirty look over to All Might before carefully slipping on his regular sunshine smile. Something about that smile made Tomura uneasy now. Especially since he knew how quickly it could morph into a dangerous snarl.
Tomura couldn't help but wonder if Midoriya's manipulation stats were maxed out as well.
Midoriya jumped off the podium with his explosion friend still in his arms and the both of the other winners quickly followed the two. As soon as the brat hit the ground in a crouch landing, the sky lit up once again, with a dark and foreboding clap of thunder washing over the crowd.
Spinner hissed in a breath as Twice started bouncing his knee up and down, no doubt hating the tension that they could feel through the screen by now. Tomura himself was just barely able to keep himself from scratching that painful itch in his neck, not wanting Kurogiri to force him away from the screen to take care of it whenever he inevitably broke skin.
Tomura watched with goosebumps trailing up his skin as the gravity of what Midoriya was doing hit him all at once. Not only was the brat controlling the weather with no conscious effort, not only was he lighting his entire body up with the venomous golden-green lighting without a thought, but the boy was working in tandem with it all .
"Fuck that shit," Twice said, trembling a bit. " What he said! "
Oh goody, Tomura thought to himself, both parts of Twice agreed with each other. That certainly makes him feel so much better about having to potentially conduct a boss fight with this hero brat sometime soon.
Together, the four boys made their way through the entrance tunnel Midoriya had emerged from not even a few minutes ago and the screen quickly turned to a commercial with the hero Wash front and center, leaving the League reeling from what they'd seen.
Suddenly, the old box TV blinked on, the red light blinking to prove that Sensei was there and Tomura couldn't help but breathe out a sigh of relief at his mentor's words, not noticing when the rest of the League did the same.
"Tomura, eradicate your plans against UA. We will...revise them at a later date."