The boy who never forgot

by Marching eagle

As a boy without hope, looks down at the ground. He feels empty as his idol, the ever heroic All Might. Said no crushing his dreams, seeing how he has nothing to live for, he jumps. And as gravity wants to claim him, it will be a shadow instead. This shadow laughed. As the end of the Heroic world would come soon, and a world of chaos will reign.

31. A Mouse's Roadblock

Chapter 31: A Mouse's Roadblock

Nezu, the intelligent and perceptive principal of UA High School, sat in his office, surrounded by stacks of documents and reports detailing the recent attack on the USJ. His keen intellect and strategic acumen were put to the test as he sought to unravel the mysteries surrounding the assault.

As he pored over the intricate details of the incident, a knock echoed through the room, and Nezu looked up to see Aizawa, still recovering from his injuries, entering with a determined expression on his face. Despite the bandages that adorned his form, Aizawa's resolve remained unshaken, a testament to his unwavering commitment to his duties as a hero and teacher.

"Ah, Aizawa, please, have a seat," Nezu gestured warmly, acknowledging the hero's presence with a nod of his head.

Aizawa settled into the chair opposite Nezu, his gaze steady as he prepared to discuss the recent events that had shaken UA to its core.

"Principal Nezu, I've been reviewing the reports from the USJ attack, and there are still many unanswered questions," Aizawa began, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency and concern.

Nezu nodded in agreement, his sharp eyes glinting with determination. "Indeed, Aizawa. The attack was a meticulously orchestrated assault, and there are elements at play that we have yet to fully comprehend."

Aizawa leaned forward, his brow furrowed in concentration. "The presence of the Tar-villain, as we've come to refer to him, adds another layer of complexity to the situation. His involvement suggests a level of coordination and planning beyond what we initially anticipated."

Nezu's whiskers twitched thoughtfully as he considered Aizawa's words. "Yes, the Tar-villain's actions have been particularly troubling. His knowledge of our operations and his ability to evade detection are cause for concern."

Aizawa's expression darkened, a shadow passing over his features. "We need to ascertain his identity and motives as soon as possible. His presence poses a significant threat to our students and faculty, and we cannot afford to underestimate him."

Nezu nodded in agreement, his mind already racing with potential courses of action. "Agreed, Aizawa. We must remain vigilant and work together to uncover the truth behind this attack. Our students' safety depends on it."

With a shared sense of determination, Nezu and Aizawa delved deeper into their investigation, each determined to navigate the obstacles that lay ahead and safeguard UA High School from the looming threats that encircled them.

Meanwhile

In the dimly lit bar nestled in Kamino Ward, the air hung heavy with the anticipation of an impending encounter. The two villains, oblivious to the imminent intrusion, sat in silence, their unsuspecting demeanor a stark contrast to the unfolding events.

Outside the establishment, the formidable trio of Pandur IIs and the accompanying ASCOD rumbled to a halt. A unit of well-equipped soldiers, led by the imposing Alcides Agua, disembarked swiftly, geared in ink-black uniforms, modern body armor, and armed with Colt 933s. The ASCOD positioned itself strategically, its main turret aimed at the bar's entrance, ready for whatever lay beyond.

Alcides, known by his villain alias 'Imploder,' took charge as the soldiers descended the stairs, reaching the wooden door of the bar. With a powerful kick, the door swung open, revealing the startled villains within. Alcides wasted no time; he aimed his hand at Kurogiri, activating his quirk, Metal Implode. The metal brace around Kurogiri's neck crumpled inward, and as the smoke cleared, the lifeless body of Oboro Shirakumo was unveiled.

Oboro's final moments were marked by a smile and a muttered expression of gratitude. The implications of his demise lingered in the air as Shigaraki, witnessing the abrupt turn of events, attempted to retaliate. However, a swift shot to the leg from one of the soldiers halted him in his tracks.

Seizing the moment, another soldier subdued Shigaraki, placing his arms on a table. A machete glinted in the dim light, swiftly severing both hands from the once formidable villain. The cruel act left Shigaraki quirkless and vulnerable, a stark deviation from his previous menace.

Amidst the chaos, a man entered the bar with an air of authority, clad in a grey business suit. Seating himself at the bar, he ordered Shigaraki to be placed beside him. With an enigmatic introduction, the man revealed his identity as Göte Olofsdotter, adopting the moniker 'Smiles.'

"Hello there, Tomura Shigaraki. Wondering what's happening? The names Göte Olofsdotter, but you can call me Smiles…And we are going to have a very nice chat," he declared with an unsettling calmness.

As the echoes of chaos reverberated through the bar, Shigaraki, now stripped of his quirk and hands, faced an enigmatic figure whose intentions remained shrouded in mystery. The stage was set for a confrontation that would unravel the intricacies of this unexpected encounter.