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Izuku slowly opened his eyes. He was lying on a couch but made no attempt to move or examine his surroundings.

"I see you're awake, good," came a voice to Izuku's left.

He sat up and turned to see who was talking. While doing so he saw that he was in some sort of bar. There were two people there.

One was behind the counter wearing a classic bartender suit and whose head and hands looked like a black mist.

The other was a man with messy grey hair, dark trousers and top and, disturbingly, a disembodied hand covering his face leaning against the counter.

"Is this heaven or hell?" Izuku asked tiredly. "I honestly couldn't care less at this point."

The other displayed no reaction whatsoever. They just stood there staring at him.

"You're not dead if that's what you think. My associate here saved you before that happened," replied the man with the hand on his face.

It took Izuku a minute to fully register what he said, and when he did, he snorted.

"Yeah right. Why would anyone bother saving me?" asked Izuku in a depressed voice.

Maybe he shouldn't be speaking that way to his 'saviours', but at that moment, he legitimately didn't care.

He had wanted to die, but he couldn't even do that properly. He truly was a Deku.

"I asked Kurogiri to bring you here," said a deep voice.

Izuku turned slightly to see a TV with a man broadcasting himself on it. From what Izuku could see he had no face, no eyes, ears or even nose, just a mouth.

"Hello Izuku," the man greeted politely. "My name is All for One. This is the League of Villains."

Izuku was confused. "The League of Villains?" he asked.

Izuku was fully aware these were criminals, dangerous people he should be afraid of. For some reason, however, he got the feeling they weren't going to hurt him. Why save him otherwise?

Curious he started to speak.

"Wait you were looking for me, what would you want with someone like me?" he asked still confused.

All for One held up a burnt notebook and said, "Tomura here found this while he was out and brought it to me. I must admit, my colleagues and I were impressed by these notes of yours. You've got quite a talent."

Izuku was caught off guard by this statement. Someone was actually praising him for his work!?

For him, that was… abnormal. No one ever praised him for anything.

"It's also because of this that we would like you to work for us," All for One continued. "Personally, I would like to make use of your abilities to further the status of our organisation. With what you are capable of I bel-".

"Hold on a minute," Izuku interrupted. "Do you even believe what you're saying?"

Regardless of what he had heard Izuku felt it was too good to be true. The mere idea of someone needing him or even thinking he was an individual worth having seemed absurd. The two at the bar were a little taken back by this. All for One didn't react.

"What would you want with a quirkless reject like me?" Izuku asked. "There are plenty of people out there with powerful quirks you could ask. So why me?"

Regardless of what anyone said, quirkless people were, are, and always would be looked down on by those with quirks (even those with a weak quirk). Someone who saw them as equals and disregarded society's view did not exist. Not as far as Izuku knew.

All for One must have been able to tell what Izuku was thinking.

"Growing up without a quirk, I'm guessing you've lived a harsh life?" he inquired.

Izuku answered with silence, which was more than enough for him.

"Suicide rates for quirkless people are exceptionally high," All for One continued. "Although, they don't occur without reason. It takes a lot for them to reach that point. Young man if you are willing, would you mind telling us how you reached that point."

Izuku contemplated this for a moment. These were complete strangers who he had no reason to trust let alone tell them about his past.

However, hearing his words, Izuku felt all of his emotions and frustrations built up over the years reach the surface. All his pain, all his suffering, he couldn't hold them in any longer.

"Well," Izuku started. And he told them. How he had been bullied for years. How he desired to become a hero and why. His encounter with All Might. What Kacchan said to do. Basically, how his entire world just shattered.

All for One seemed rather annoyed when All Might was mentioned but remained silent. When Izuku finished speaking All for One spoke again.

"Midoriya, I understand what you're going through I really do. However, I meant what I said about you. The fact that you are quirkless is irrelevant. What I was impressed with was your intelligence and observational skills, not a quirk. Which is why I will ask again. Will you join us? If you do, we will give the chance to be something this false society never gave you," he promised.

Just then, Izuku felt something in his heart he hadn't truly felt in a while. Hope. He felt hope. He felt a desire to live again.

"Alright I accept," he said simply. "But I have a few conditions."

"And what would those be," All for One asked.

"1. I will have free reign over what I do. 2. I would like to be provided with living space as I have no desire to return home," he said thinking of his mother. "And finally, regardless of what happens in the League or whatever situation we are in, I will not have to kill anyone. That is one line I will not cross."

The one covered in hands growled in annoyance. Already this brat was starting to get ahead of himself.

"There is no problem with any of those terms," All for One replied with a positive tone.

"Kurogiri give him one of the vacant apartments close to here, don't worry about rent since I own the building," All for One said, while the mist villain, whom Izuku realized was Kurogiri, nodded in agreement. "Tomura Shigaraki, please stay behind. I have something I need to discuss with you."

Tomura nodded in understanding but still had something he needed to say.

"Not to kill the mood but," he intervened, "since you're a villain now you'll need a code name."

Izuku thought about it for a moment, and one came to mind, one he had held like a scar on his back his whole life. It would serve as both his identity and a reminder of why he was choosing this life.

"Call me Deku," he said in a serious voice.

Meanwhile at an unknown location

"Are you sure about this All for One," asked a woman with green hair, eyes, and dressed in green clothes from neck to foot. "I personally see nothing wrong with letting a quirkless child like him join us, but Atrocity is quite against this. He may actually step in and kill the boy himself."

All for One however was not the least bit intimidated by this.

"Worry not Viper I will deal with him if the need arises. You forget my dear he isn't nearly as powerful as me," he replied calmly.

"I suppose," she murmured. "Well anyway, goodnight."

And just like that, her image disappeared from the screen.

Viper the Leagues chief scientist, her quirk was her name which basically allowed her to do anything a snake could and granted her immunity from all poisons.

Atrocity was one of the Leagues other leaders. He was cruel, sadistic, merciless, and evil right down to the bone. His quirk was power stockpile, similar to All Might's quirk One for All, however, not as powerful. His view on quirkless people was much stronger than societies. He only saw them as sacrificial lambs for experimentation and others practising their quirks on.

"Let's see how far you will go Izuku Midoriya," All for One soliloquized. "Can you survive our world?"

Hi there. I hope you all liked this chapter. Please review. In the next one you will all see Deku adapting to his life with the League.

I changed some of this to show more of Izuku's feelings and because I thought it would be more realistic if the League members didn't automatically reveal who they were to a potential recruit.