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"Ghrk!" The giant let out a garbled grunt in shock at the boy's strength, his whistling saws slashed straight through the holy cloth binding his arms and forced him back. The priest's left foot kicked up concrete as he breathed loudly and crossed his arms in front of his chest and dashed into the cackling teen. His immense bulk collided quickly as his weight overpowered the unprepared Denji.

Flung through the air, Denji didn't have a chance to react as the towering man grasped his metallic skull and slammed deep into the now cracked open concrete floor before being launched away again by a vicious kick to his abdomen. Rolling across the floor, Denji coughed out blood as he muttered a curse before vanishing from the eyes of his attacker.

Footsteps echoed around the priest, but the holy man just clasped his hands together and whispered. "Overquill."

A voice out in the dust suddenly hissed as the cult member's back quills exploded out from his clothing in every possible direction, "Khh!"

That yelp of pain alerted him to Denji's location, leading the garbed man to pinpoint the exact location of the initial yip and ignore the dozens of pained moans from friendly fire. His hundreds of steel hard quills had no doubt penetrated deeply into his body, this fight would end soon, sealing the fate of the swift battle for him. The porcupine heteromorph snorted as he popped his shoulder and hurtled over to find–

A dusty orange hoodie that was pinned to the ground with some of his quills. The man turned around in a panic, but it was too late; the sound of the chainsaws was far too close already.

"GET OUTSMARTED! RAHAHHAHAHAH!"

Two saws cleaved through the ironlike quills of his back in straight lines before Denji's split open hands gripped his shoulders tightly, and hurled him above his own head and into the ground. Flipping in circles in the air, the bleeding man crashed onto the ground, causing a minor shockwave to ripple out from just his impact alone. The two long, but shallow, cuts on the man's back created a growing puddle of his blood as he stayed unmoving for a few seconds.

Breathing deeply, Denji plucked out a few more quills off of his torso and groaned at the sight of the man standing up slowly from his previous prone form. "I don't really wanna kill ya, so why don'tcha back off already?"

The goliath of a man looked down at the devilman slowly and all but growled in irritation as his clawlike hands raked through his scapular, "My name is Tadashi. I am of this region's enforcers for the Humarise itself. This nation shall RUN with the blood of the cursed before I give up. Young Chisaki has been proven worthy to work under Him, and I will not let him fall into the hands of the feebleminded. If it means another abominable child with a curse dies, so be it."

Denj's glowing eyes slanted in a rare show of anger, before he flippantly said, "You're just another kid killin' crazy."

"GRAAAGH!" With a loud grunt, the scapular was ripped off and the man's faceless metal mask crumpled, revealing a porcupine face contorted into utter fury, as he crouched low onto the floor like a wild boar. "I paid for my original sin through devout loyalty. You can repent for being a rancid mutant with your death, blasphemer."

Looking off behind the lunatic, Denji saw faint flashes of combat, at least that kid was fighting back or something then. Focusing back on the rambling man, he scoffed. "Nah, I'll pass."

Tadashi roared, and Denji gave a mad sprint only for Tadashi to take out a bloody and cracked syringe and swallow it whole– container and all– to Denji's surprise. "TheN YoUr InsOleNCE WiLl bE PAID IN FULL TOLL!"

The man's–nah, he's way more of a devil now– form suddenly rippled in loud cracks and guttural shrieks with mad laughter emanating from the zealot. Taking a step back Denji's unease at the concoction swallowed by Tadashi proved to be well founded, as the porcupine man's body mutated beyond recognition. Denji prepared his saws to block whatever attack was heading his way as he halted to a stop at the sight of the transformation.

In a burst of wind, Tadashi finished his metamorphosis and lunged forward to Denji's raised arms.

Denji noticed the blood leaking from his mouth first and rather confusedly exclaimed, "Hu–uh?"

Oh. He didn't put up his chainsaws too late. Rather, the mutated man's claws had completely gored through both saws at once and Denji's torso in a slanted line, narrowly missing Pochita. His spinal cord and nearly all of his organs on his left side were utterly damaged with oversized fingers piercing through his whole body, which prevented him from doing anything but slacken as he was held in the air.

"VeRMIIiIIINNnnNNNn!"

Still impaled on the claws, Denji was sent flying to the right as Tadashi let go of him, interrupting numerous fights with the sight of his battered body along the way. His body plowed right through the exterior of the empty abandoned building Kurogiri brought them to, through the locked down street full of blaring sirens, and into the windows of an office building across the street.

With a pained expression, Denji leaned his head close to his torso as much as possible and pulled on his cord with his teeth, quickly knitting together his body as his aggressor slammed into the building. A tiny chuckle brought Tadashi's attention.

"...You're clumsy. You're JUST A BIG DAMNED KLUTZ!" Denji laughed with a mad glint in his tone.

The previously holy man's giant malformed left hand was raised to swat him away like a bug, only for two chains that sprouted out of the teen's back to dig into the calcified flesh of Tadashi's new form as the boy slid under the colossal claw, and Denji pulled Tadashi downwards.

Howling and spewing out both spit and blood, Denji's muscles strained as the resisting mass finally gave in and broke through the floor, "I'm getting pretty tired of being KNOCKED AROUND!"

Dragging the left arm of Tadashi, the duo crashed through the floor of the office building as dozens of monitors and office chairs fell down with them through the entire building, the larger combatant screeching in frustration at its new clunky body. "GnnnnnnAAAAAAAAGH!"

Quickly maneuvering upwards in the precious few seconds before they slammed into the foundation, Denji paused and gripped his chains hard enough to nearly slice his hands in half. Metallic blood forced its way up his throat, but Denji bit down and ejected two more chains from his body and they too wrapped around the struggling man-porcupine, before he expelled the two saws he drew those very chains to act as anchors. Something he probably didn't need if he just sliced open the dude's throat, but now he can finally fucking let loose on this slippery asshole.

A thunderously deafening sound was made as every glass in the building shattered, the impact registering as a minor earthquake to those in the area. The mutated man flailed helplessly on the ground as Denji shook off the fall on top of him.

rRrRrrRRRRrrrRRRRRRrRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Huffing, Denji said the first thing that popped into his head as he jumped high in the air. "IT'S CHAINSAWIN' TIME, RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!"

New saws slid out of his hands and spun wildly in his meteoric descent, and Denji began the butchering process. Quills exploded out and the entire building shook and buckled under the pressure of the rapidly fading monster in its confines. His saws scraped and scratched the hardened surface of the Trigger enhanced skin before they finally bit through the hard exterior into the soft and fleshy interior.

Course, Tadashi didn't make it easy on him. Foot-long hardened spikes turned the building and Denji into a pincushion, but that didn't slow him down. Neither did the gigantic sharpened porcupine tail that burrowed its way into Denji's gut as he relentlessly hacked and slashed away to do anything more than draw out a grunt.

Coughing out blood, Denji dug his headsaw into the sternum of Tadashi and whispered, "Eh…ehehe…. Got you."

A wide and almost cruel smile spread on Denji's face, as he went elbow deep into the guts of Tadashi, spewing out blood and gore from the entrance incisions. The berserk and frenzied actions slowed down as his saws blended up his insides one final time. With one final roar, Denji heaved and ripped out lengthy pieces of cleaved innards, before finally revealing Tadashi's lacerated heart, throwing his entire body back and exiting his arms from the now disemboweled man.

His saws decelerated."Khh…. asshole."

Resisting the urge to gag at the weird tasting blood, he squeezed out the heart like a wet towel and promptly threw it to the side. He was absolutely soaked in blood now. Slowly pulling out the quills all over his body and removing the tail in his guts, Denji tried to remember what he was doing originally.

"Oh shit, the ki–"

Dark mist covered Denji in an instant and whisked him away, leaving forensics to deal with the massive corpse under a collapsed building.

…

"–d… Ah, crap. Kurogiri?"

Oh, damn. He didn't even know Kurogiri could get banged up, but the guy was on the floor panting, with a small slightly discolored puddle of blood under him. Looking around, he saw the rest of the league and realized they were staring at him. Oh yeah, he still had some quills in him.

"I'm good as can be, the hell happened to you guys?" Denji said as he gave a double thumbs up, looking at their respective injuries in return.

Magne was sporting a freshly broken arm, with cracked shades resting on her nose. Twice seemed better, with his mask completely undamaged, but he was covered in dozens of tiny scrapes and bruises. Shigaraki was nowhere in sight.

Giving a small but audible "ugh," Magne pointed behind Denji, leading his eyes to the sounds of chaos in the now clearing dust. "Kurogiri has enough juice in him to barely take us back home, but Shigaraki isn't letting him. Damned brat bit off more than he could chew with Overhaul."

Before he could respond, Shigaraki rolled over to their position likely out of his own volition, practically screaming out curses before hacking up blood at their feet as his flopping finally ended. The man slammed his hands down onto the floor, nearly cracking it, and furiously scratched at his neck, which probably aggravated his wounds, considering he was littered with scratches, even a few of his hands were cracked and dented.

"DAMNIT! That annoying cheating PIECE OF SHIT!"

Kurogiri groaned as he sat up, placing his misty hand cautiously on Shigaraki's shoulder. "We had no way of knowing that man had… such in-depth control with his quirk. You did well, Tomura Shigaraki."

Wincing slightly, Denji pulled out the last quill from his thigh and sighed. "So what'd I miss? I was busy killing the tall dude."

Shigaraki opened his eyes and stared at Denji. "You killed the fucking Humarise member?"

Was he… not supposed to? "Uh, yeah."

Everyone's silence spoke volumes.

"Whatever. Whatever. Not like the cards we gave you told you to take him alive. I don't care. I don't. Denji, we need to kill this fucking guy. We need to kill Chisaki, right now."

Deciding wisely, for once, to ignore Shigaraki's tangible fury, Denji coughed and asked for elaboration. "What's so tough about this guy? Ain't his quirk just Shigaraki's but worse?"

Kurogiri slowly shook his head, "We believed his quirk to just be merely surgery related, and that it followed the laws of conservation. Kai Chisaki has the ability to control and manipulate any material his hands touch, including himself. And while he cannot suddenly create inorganic material or create life from nothing, he can easily heal himself and others quickly."

Denji shrugged. "Don't see how you guys are so beat up."

Kurogiri stayed silent and huffed when he realized no one else was willing to speak up. "Well, you'd be right. Unfortunately, Chisaki is far more… reckless than we had imagined. Upon slaying two of our Nomus, he… merged with the last one."

And right on cue, a screaming police officer was thrown past the group, with a sickening splat ending it abruptly.

"So… we're not gonna be able to take him alive?"

Magne picked up her magnet from the ground and helped Shigaraki up, even as he scoffed as she did so. "There's a truce with the heroes right now. The Nomus are functionally braindead, so whatever actions Chisaki is taking right now is out of bloodlust, he's screwing over every side. And…" she momentarily glanced at Shigaraki, before continuing, "It'd probably be better if we cut our losses and go right now, but–"

Bursting in, Shigaraki all but snapped. "I'm NOT letting Stain get all the fucking attention and fame today. We're gonna kill that asshole, and we're gonna show it off to the WHOLE fucking world. I'll jump in at the end to get the kill, so you three go beat him 'til he has zero HP and stall the heroes. Kurogiri, go hide yourself, only teleport us back home if you're about to die, or when we win."

Steadily standing up, Shigaraki cringed as his no doubt fractured ribs announced their presence to him, and carefully took small steps to Chisaki. Magne nodded at Denji and followed after him, and Kurogiri sighed as he slinked off to the shadows, mumbling something about the plan originally having Chisaki taken alive.

Staying uncharacteristically silent, Twice stared at his hands. They were shaking, Denji noticed.

Inwardly swearing, Denji broke the silence. "Hey, uh, you alright dude? You get hit by some mental wishy-washy thing?"

Blinking, Twice turned to Denji and suddenly nodded, as if suddenly out of a trance. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just… eh," as if he gave up on fighting something in his head, Twice's voice lost its carefree nature and he slowly said, "Hey, I know we just met a few days ago, but I owe you one if you ever take a hit for me, y'know? So if you can, mind warning me or making sure I'll be fine? I can't… I just can't take a hit stronger than one that breaks a bone. I can't."

Cocking his head slightly, Denji nodded. "Yeah, sure. But how 'bout we trade the favor for a favor? I heard a kid yell for help while Shigaraki was fightin' that Chisaki guy before everyone exploded. If you find her, holler for me."

Twice chuckled and bumped the edge of his saw with his fist. "I got you."

They quickly caught up to Shigaraki and Magne, unaware of the impending nightmare scenario.

Izuku was panting. What happened to the Shinjuku plan!? Not that he was complaining that Gran Torino decided to abruptly change destinations for their work experience plan to Hosu, considering everything…. But did he have to go at full speed with just a sentence to warn him? He was even pretty sure they ran past the building full of villains until he saw all the police cars on the roads leading up to their current location.

"..Hah… hah… I'm… here. I am here!" He was so tired that he couldn't even replicate All Might's catchphrase, how horrible!

Gran Torino hummed as he barely acknowledged Izuku's presence, pondering how to go about the situation according to the numerous police officers stationed outside the building.

"Midoriya. Sorry for switching up on you so fast. But a dear friend of mine had urgently requested any and all help, so we'll have our stakeout here in case they can't handle–"

BBBBBOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!

The old man sighed and looked back at Izuku, who was rather ghostly in appearance now, all life seemingly gone from his stiff body at the apparent shock from the explosion. Well, he had wanted this to be a rather low stress day. Oh well.

"Ah!" Nearly instantly, the young boy slipped out his phone without any grace, nearly juggling it before catching it, and began his rambling. "I'llmakesuretocalleveryoneinthenearbyareaaboutthisexplosion,thenwecangoinand– Ow!"

Rubbing his forehead due to the coin Gran Torino flicked at him, Izuku awkwardly scratched his head. His mentor sighed. "Good job requesting backup immediately. But my friend here likely already called in all the support he could, considering I was on the list."

He looked Izuku in the eyes. "We're gonna face some real villains, probably tougher than any of those rookies you faced in the USJ. Are ya fine with that?"

A spark of determination flashed across his emerald eyes, and Izuku nodded.

"Good. The explosion came from that warehouse over there. Try and catch u–"

"WAIT!"

Blinking, and falling flat on his face with the incredulity of his one-liner being interrupted, Gran Torino sorely responded, "What?"

Pointing somewhere that the old man's terrible eyes could barely discern anything other than the blackened rooftop of the aforementioned warehouse, Gran Torino sighed.

"Oh! Um, sorry let me explain. Over there I saw someone break in through the roof, and… They were carrying a lot of weapons!"

Closing his eyes and exhaling in the complete stress of all his plans being upended for the day, Gran Torino adapted. 'Then we'll go after him. Try and keep up with me."

The small man disappeared in a burst of air, and Izuku's form crackled in green lightning as he scrambled to keep up. Flinching at the constant sounds of gunshots inside and the sounds of a nearby building collapsing, Izuku sighed before he jumped onto the roof and followed after the expectant elder.. His vision was good, but the night sky and the scarce amount of time he had to view the intruder was still enough to give him doubts.

"You better be safe, Ida," Izuku whispered.

There's no way the hero killer would try to fight everyone head-on, right?

Man, he really liked fights more when they were just one on one. The whole group combat thing ain't his shtick, Denji learned. He also learned that fighting someone who could fly and also blow you up if they touched you is just as annoying as it sounds. He and the rest of the league just reached the whole commotion, and they instantly got separated again with the dude making holes in the ground, and it was pretty hard to try and dodge the dude's hands.

The mob guy or whatever right now was completely unrecognizable, probably cuz he merged with that Nomu or something. The guy looked feral, with pulsating blood red veins all over his body, and his plague mask blurred the lines of fashion and flesh in such a way that it moved like a real bird's beak every time he roared. Four gargantuan yellow and nearly reptilian wings sprouted from the man's back, and patches of pale yellow rough looking skin starkly stood out in random splotches against the rest of his pale body.

Chisaki was also about to stab a pretty girl with a bunch of ground spikes, so Denji did what he did best.

A chain escaped from his right arm and hooked around the wings of the attempted killer and threw him onto the ground, before doing a dashingly charming bridal carry. "Babe secured! Are ya alright?"

Oh. She was blue. Is that normal?

Underneath her cracked visor, her eyes bugged out and she pointed at him. And pointed again. She repeatedly pointed at his face enough times he didn't hear Chisaki get up and scream at someone.

Denji's tongue lolled out in confusion. "Wha?"

Sputtering for a second, she grew indignant at the completely obvious problem she had with him."Blood. You're covered IN BLOOD! And you have a CHAINSAW FACE!"

Well, maybe he looked scarier than cool there. "Oh, uh. It's not mine…?"

She gave him a half squinted stare at the technical truth to both of her statements and sighed. "Put me down."

"Name's Chains–Woah!" Ducking under an unexpected kick and dashing back, Denji was almost surprised that he got attacked. "I saved your life, ya know! What gives!?"

Groaning, she rubbed her forehead. Why was that happening to so many people he talks to nowadays? "You're obviously a villain…? Look, just because you saved me from Chisaki doesn't mean we get to work together. As far as I'm concerned, you're on the same level as him."

Placing his chin on his fist Denji nodded, "Yeah, makes sense."

She stared at him in exasperation.

Unsure of what to say now that he had fumbled the encounter, Denji looked to his left and gave an audible "oh" at the sight of his comrades still fighting with Chisaki. "Well, that guy I just saved you from is keeping some kid as a prisoner, so I'mma kill him real quick. See ya!"

He shot forward like a rocket upon the woman's disbelief and shifted his weight to his left as he kicked one of his legs up, and moved not far off from that of a beyblade. Two horizontal slashes cleaved through the paper-thin and leathery wings of the distracted mob leader and into the surface of his back, much to the shock of everyone else on the scene. The previously threatening wingspan had been chopped down, hanging off literal sinew from Chisaki's back now. The sudden attack dropped the berserk man to his knees as blood poured out.

A man hovering in the air in some weird plastic looking suit sputtered out something at the brutality, "Th–The hell? Just cause you're a vigilante doesn't mean you can fucking maim people!"

Spitting out some solids mixed in the blood he had drunk earlier, Denji yelled out and gesticulated his hands. "I thought savin' the kid was a higher priority!"

The man lowered his arm cannon at that before getting cut off by Magne, as Denji just realized she was there. "...What kid?"

"Ya know, the little girl with the horn?"

Denji's saws slowly revved down as he looked around him to see where the little scamp had run off to, unaware of a small black figure crawling to the downed Chisaki. The cloak, covered in bullet holes and singed fabric, spasmed for a second before the aforementioned girl and a muscular man exploded out. The devilman turned back a second too late as he let out a confused "huh" at the sudden sound behind him.

"Buh… BOSS! I have it!"

A magnetic aura appeared over the man, but neither that nor the jet of pressurized air aimed at his chest stopped him from taking out a crimson syringe. By then, Denji was halfway in his movement of turning around.

Joi Irinaka's sternum shattered from the jet of air, and his ankle twisted as his whole body was pulled towards Magne. But even so, his arm was still in motion to jab the syringe straight into the pained ringleader under him.

"Ghhk!" Irinaka was magnetically dragged onto the ground away from his leader, just narrowly being saved from being bisected by Denji.

"...Shit."

Chisaki turned silent as Trigger drained itself into his bloodstream, and then his body expanded.