ANNNND! CHAPTER 6! I was on vacation, so couldn't write during the whole last week, but it's done now! Enjoy the chapter!
The reviews:
Kill king: Ah! I won't spoil, but some of your ideas will maybe happen ;)! And of course Bakugo will be happy!
Colossus Bridger: Yep... Arbites are not the kindest, but honnestly, ain't all the enforcers existing in Warhammer 40k violent hehe?
Totally, he doesn't care anymore about death, and it will have repercussions in the future!
Nezu totally did a BIG mistake and I'm aware of that... And... You're right! Society will have problems with him in the future... About chaos, we might have appearances, but not a lot, this chapter... Well... You will see at the end! But in the future, I have BIG BIG plans, remember when we spoke in PM? Well, those parts are the big plans XD. About the last of the two options... You will see!
Honnestly... Both in fear and because it's his duty, he saw a danger for others in the quirk, so he also protects his students, the meeting with him in Chapter 5, even if I don't developped it much, I think you might have a small idea about what was said... There's also a third reason, a logical one. Reputation. What would parents, students, and the whole world would think if he kept a killer?
Yes, we will get some grey mentality of course!
581: Don't worry, it was planned ;), and I wanted to keep space marines appearances for this chapter.
daniilpsvr: Indeed!
XenHunt: Yup! Drastical measures will come soon! Probably not chapter 6 nor 7, but probably in Chapter 8.
Neiltanael: I don't have plans for Izuku to join the army, but the other two are possibilities! We will get army at a point, but it will be in some time.
ProlapseAnoos: The horrors of Warhammer 40k will be seen even sooner than you think...
questorimperialis102296: This character will not appear soon unfortunately, probably in future chapters, we will get characters of the universe, but they might not appear soon.
Austin: Well... Beeing immune to death already shows that he is not well in his head. Someone can't be immune to death, they can get a steel mentality, but that's all. Sight of blood leaves Izuku completely unbothered, as well as death. We had a little shock in chapter 5, but it was quickly repressed.
Like I said to Colossus Bridger, he did his duty to protect his students, expelled him out of fear, and because of the reputation. Of course he will be a target, but not an easy one to catch... Far from that :)!
Yep, All Might dodged a bullet... Well... More like he dodged a missile at that point XD, plus, imagine if you could get a fusion between those two quirk, that would be even worse than it is currently is!
The factions... The question I expected since the start... To respond to this, it's actually simple! Versatility! You can get many options for the story, units, mentalities and much more! Yes, I know some things will not be known to some, but it's diversity, for example, I made space marines pop up in this chapter, some will never be seen in other stories.
Nobody here: There totally won't be blood and death :).
Guest: Indeed, heroes are so ungrateful to His most Holy Inquisition :'(...
Guest: Thanks :)
Thanks to Doc43Souls for checking out the chapter!
-CLACK CLACK !-
The ammunition already present in the chamber was replaced by a new one, this time specialized...
His target was right in the middle of his sight...
Ready.
An inhalation and an exhalation...
The finger slowly approached the trigger...
Just a little more...
Just a tiny bit...
Now.
-BANG!-
/
Chapter 6: The USJ
/
"Don't lose what I've given you, okay?" Izuku asked, with a saddened expression on his face... Parting ways with his friends would be tough, and it would hurt him more than leaving UA.
Truth be told, when Nezu had uttered that sentence, Izuku had felt...
Nothing.
He expected to shed a tear or two, maybe to be devastated. But he strangely endured the sentence without any reaction.
That was it.
"What is it?" asked Iida, looking at him with sorrow.
"I can't say... But it will protect you. The only thing you'll have to do is to place them in a circle. And then let it happen. The only constraint is that you'll have to be close for it to work..." He had given these small devices to his five friends.
"Are you sure? I'm afraid of forgetting it and short-circuiting it..." Denki said with a grimace...
Izuku smiled at him, "Don't worry... It's sturdy..." it could withstand a strong electric shock, Izuku was sure... "Unfortunately, I must leave you now... But we'll meet again, even sooner than you think,"
Izuku said with a smile, before turning on his heels and leaving the class...
In complete silence...
The only thing that stood out was Bakugo's gaze on his back, he felt its meaning, 'Served you right, you little shit.'
He left the school, passing by where the grasshopper man and the muscular man had been shot down, the bodies were already gone, and the only thing left was dried blood and some pieces of flesh that had remained stuck to the ground... He approached the gate, where journalists still stood...
Present Mic had been joined by Cementoss and they continued to prevent journalists from entering, especially after what had probably been filmed and leaked to the world...
As soon as he approached, some journalists exclaimed, and he saw several cameramen activating their cameras. As he got within a meter, microphones were thrust under his nose and questions were asked, he noticed that Present Mic and Cementoss had stepped back a bit to stand behind him. He couldn't get through.
And he didn't know why it happened at that precise moment but... He had an urge to make them rot, to see them all die in slow agony, to eviscerate them in a splendid bloodbath, to hear their exquisite screams, and to make them know the secrets of their destinies... Whatever happened, the journalists immediately stopped, and a panic spread through the group, and they all scattered to the four winds faster than he could say Gork and Mork. Anyway, it wasn't his problem anymore, and he left the campus...
Maybe he wouldn't see it again?
He walked through the streets, and noticed people looking at him like an alien, or even changing sidewalks altogether. Women pulled children towards them, men looked at him disdainfully... He took out his phone... And the headline news appeared on his screen. 'A young man uses his quirk to cold-bloodedly kill several people and assault journalists.' There were several photos of him, several while he was in his Proctor-Exactant form, others where he looked coldly at the bodies of the two men... There were also several videos recording the moment when the grasshopper man came out and was shot by point-blank shotgun blasts, and also videos where the Arbiters pushed back the crowd of journalists with violent blows from batons and shields.
He gave a little smile that made some people passing by shudder.
The Arbites had done a good job.
Then he got hit in the back of the head with a can, the liquid inside splashing his uniform and face. He didn't care much about the uniform, he probably wouldn't need it anymore, but him... He turned his head, it was a man looking at him with hatred.
"GET LOST, ASSHOLE!" he yelled at Izuku.
And then suddenly it was chaos.
People started yelling at him, throwing things at him.
"KILLER!"
"CRIMINAL!"
"ASSHOLE! YOU DON'T BELONG HERE!"
"SHITTY KID!"
"GO TO THE ASYLUM!"
Izuku realized he had probably become the most hated person in Musutafu.
Well.
Normally, he was a kid and he had just cold-bloodedly killed two people with his quirk. He got hit with something heavier in the head, and this time he felt something warm running down his face. He touched it, not caring about the other projectiles hitting him.
Blood.
'They're not holding back...', Izuku thought coldly.
Then.
The sensation returned.
The projectiles stopped touching him, floating in the air before going through four stages at once. They started rusting, and for everything that was food and thrown at him, it necrotized. Then some pieces of meat started bleeding, even though they were normally emptied of said blood. Some things started being crushed in satisfyingly pleasant noises, like a pleasant melody. And finally, others started burning with a blue fire. Then finally everything exploded.
In four colors.
Red.
Green.
Blue.
Pink.
Then immense pressure descended around him.
He laughed. Four different laughs.
A powerful laugh, akin to a roar that made everyone who heard it want to kill.
A mischievous laugh, insinuating itself like threads into people's minds to make them laugh mischievously.
An enticing laugh, making some young girls come to kiss the greenette.
And finally, a greasy and chopped laugh, whose scrapings made people feel like puking.
The laughter subsided, and a new aura descended around him... But this time... People felt an indescribable fear and ran for their lives, as if the devil himself stood before them... Izuku watched them flee... And held his head... Shit... What was happening to him? He kept walking, staggering, with an atrocious headache...
Shit... Shit... He had to get home as soon as possible... If he messed up with the Warp here, it would be hard to contain without attracting the attention of the police...
Or worse...
He sped up, a hand against a wall, stumbling like a drunk person... His ears rang, and voices started talking to him... He resisted, but had to put all his will... It was useless... He was going to break...
Then suddenly everything disappeared. Everything was fine. The voices were gone.
Damn... He stopped, plunging into his thoughts for a moment in the deserted street. Nothing was abnormal... He pensively resumed his path... He left the street he was walking on to enter another, bustling with people.
This time, he didn't even pay attention to the hateful looks people were giving him. He arrived at his house, opened the door, and went in. His mother stood in the entrance, seeming to wait for his return.
As soon as he came in, she threw herself at him... Tears in her eyes...
"MY DEAR! »
/
After a long discussion, Izuku was finally able to go to his room... They had talked extensively... And he had made his mother aware of what had happened on his way back... The hate that had been shown to him... Everything... His mother had been devastated to hear it...
Thus, in the eyes of the public, he had become a killer... A killer child...
In a way, he had always been one...
He flopped onto his bed... And stared for a long time. He pushed back his sadness. His sadness at leaving his new friends, the only true friends he had ever had... But as soon as they saw the news... Would they still see him as a friend? Or as a heartless killer? A sigh escaped him...
Then he thought about the events of the street... What had happened? He had almost unleashed the hordes of the Warp, but in the end, he didn't, and precisely, the demons manifested themselves... Despite the absence of negative emotions...
Well... He would deal with that later. He got up from his bed and went to his desk... Removing his hero notebook, he took a new one, and sat in his chair...
Now that he had seen what was going to happen thanks to the vision he had, thanks to the Inquisitor and the memories of the meeting the woman had attended with several dozen other villains... It was time to disrupt their plan.
Never mind if it's vigilantism, he would do it anyway. He was doing it solely for his friends.
He began jotting down ideas... And did so over several days, with only a few short breaks for restroom, meals, and sleep only.
At first, whimsical ideas came to him... Then he found more relevant ideas... And finally, he found one.
He smiled... Villains would not like it at all…
/
It was the day...
Izuku slipped out of his room very early in the morning, moving quietly through the apartment. He was dressed in black clothes, and he also wore a black bandana over his face to conceal it. His mother was sound asleep in her room... He tiptoed in and left a small note containing a brief message... "I might be back late in the afternoon... Kisses mom 3, see you later!"
He exited the room and headed towards the door, which he opened gently after putting on his shoes. He stepped out, locked it... and took a breath of fresh morning air... He cautiously descended the steps, and once downstairs, sprinted to UA...
Izuku arrived there very quickly, and pressed himself against the wall of a building just across the road separating him from UA's border. Discretion... He decided to transform right away... He grew, his muscles bulging under his skin, enhanced with mechanical implants, his clothes transforming into a black costume like the night clinging to his skin.
A helmet formed over his head, concealing his face behind a bone-colored plate, and his eyes scanned the surroundings behind the helmet's glowing red visor. He felt implants forming on his head, connecting to his neurons as communication devices created themselves.
Gloves and boots materialized on his hands and legs, with implants forming within them, boosting his physical abilities, while a belt encircled his waist, with ammo pouches attached to it. Finally, a holster equipped with a pistol appeared, but not just any pistol. An Exitus pistol, a formidable instrument of death, as a long-barreled rifle materialized in his hands, equipped with a silencer and a glowing red optic...
An Exitus sniper rifle. A formidable weapon...
With which he immediately destroyed a surveillance camera that would have captured an image of him with a frightfully precise shot... The camera crackled for a few seconds before ceasing to rotate on itself.
Izuku approached the corner of the street and looked left and right. Vehicle approaching from the left. He pressed against the wall and the vehicle passed by without even turning into the street where Izuku was. The greenette looked left and right again... Nothing in sight. He strapped his Exitus rifle to his back and dashed into the street towards the wall. He jumped, and his gloves clung to the wall, leaving him like a spider, almost at the top of the wall... He swung his legs behind him, arched his back backward before pushing with his hands. With a swift motion, he launched himself over the top of the wall with the grace of the Vindicare Assassin he had transformed into, drawing his pistol as he landed. He touched the ground, rolled while being mindful of his sniper rifle on his back, got up, and pointed his Exitus pistol while switching to infrared. Nothing in sight. He lowered the barrel of his gun and stood up. Going through the main road was not an option. So, he ventured into the campus woods.
He moved cautiously towards his target, paying attention to any sound and possible movement, switching from infrared to night vision from time to time and pointing his pistol at the direction of any sound just in case.
He moved on guard for about two hours before finally reaching his target... It was six in the morning. The first teachers were probably already arriving... The target in question was a massive circular building, after some research, Izuku discovered that this building was called the USJ and had been specially created by the pro-hero Thirteen to train young heroes to act in critical situations...
Izuku found it ironic...
He pulled a grappling hook from one of the pockets of his belt, returned his pistol to its holster, before grabbing his sniper rifle on which he attached the grappling hook... He then shot towards the top of the wall, where the glass began.
The grappling hook pierced the concrete like butter and got stuck. Izuku pulled a couple of times on the rope before activating the traction mechanism and flying upwards. He accelerated, and as he reached the top, he kicked his legs forward. He hit the glass head-on, breaking it easily, and propelling himself inside. He still had time to retrieve the grappling hook.
He felt like he was floating for a moment... Before falling. 25 meters. He couldn't fail…
He landed on the ground without a problem, rolled before coming to a stop. His entry had not been detected by the sensors... Ah... The beauty of the Vindicare art and other assassins of the Imperium... He didn't have to worry about any problem now that he was inside...
Izuku looked left and right, searching for an ideal shooting spot. He found one. One of the fields had a gigantic mountain that allowed him to see the whole place.
He sprinted to get there as quickly as possible, and thanks to the assassin's skill, managed to climb all the way to the top... Well... Almost to the top. He found a plateau, ten meters before the peak of the mountain, large enough for him to settle in.
Ceasing his ascent, he set foot on the plateau and moved towards the edge where he crouched.
Perfect, he had an overview of the entire USJ, all the fields that were not concealed by domes at least... He placed his Exitus rifle on the ground, and waited...
/
Some hours later...
"WOAH!" everyone exclaimed as the bus stopped in front of a massive round building.
Class 1-A disembarked and continued to admire the gigantic structure... But not everyone was as joyful...
"Too bad Izuku isn't here... He would have loved this..." murmured Ochako...
The rest of the small group of friends nodded sadly, remembering his exclusion three days ago...
They had learned the news through the media, the death of three people. It had been filmed and photographed...
They all wanted to know why? What went wrong? Where was the problem?
"Indeed, he would have appreciated it..." said Iida...
Then Aizawa spoke up, pulling them from their sadness to listen to what the teacher had to say.
"Today we have something special planned for all of you. Follow me, we're going inside, someone is waiting for us.", with that, the teacher began to climb the steps leading to the entrance of the dome, followed by the class, however, as Ochako was about to set foot on the first step...
She had a bad feeling.
A very bad one.
The brunette looked at her friends... They were all looking at each other... She wasn't the only one feeling this then...
"Did you guys bring what Midoriya gave us?" Kirishima suddenly asked, and everyone nodded...
"The last five, hurry up!" Aizawa shouted from the top, the five shifted their attention to the top of the stairs, where Aizawa stood, and where the class awaited them.
Ochako looked at her friends and nodded...
And the five climbed the stairs to the top, joining the class.
Bakugo immediately jumped on them.
"So, you extras! Scared now that trash isn't here anymore?" Denki and Jiro responded with an aggressive growl, drawing the explosive blond's attention on them.
"Shut your mouths, you pair of idiots!"
"Bakugo, be quiet," ordered Aizawa, turning to fix him with glowing red eyes. Bakugo grumbled, annoyed, but kept quiet.
The class entered the dome, and a person spread their arms to welcome them. A woman with a large white inflatable vest and an astronaut helmet with white eyes. Ochako's eyes widened, and she exclaimed,
"It's pro-hero No. 13! I'm a fan of hers!"
"Welcome Class 1-A to the Unforeseen Situation Joint, abbreviated USJ! Today you will train in six different zones to try to save dummies representing civilians from serious natural disasters. You will be under the supervision of Eraserhead, myself, and...?"
The heroine seemed perplexed by her physical language. And Aizawa said, "All Might couldn't make it, unfortunately, last-minute inconvenience." No. 13 nodded, and continued, "So you will be under the supervision of Eraserhead and myself."
However...
The lights flickered for a moment, and Kirishima suddenly asked, looking towards the middle and drawing the attention of his classmates to the central plaza.
"Was this supposed to be part of the training?"
No. 13 and Aizawa immediately stood in front of their students. In the middle of the plaza, a brilliant portal of malicious purple light was opening.
Two hands came out first, and a man pulled himself out of the portal, he had messy blue hair, wore a long black coat on which were attached hands of a rotten gray, with one on his face, he tilted his head to the side, and a red eye scrutinized the students and teachers.
Another silhouette emerged next to him, a man dressed in an elegant suit and tie, but with exposed parts of his body made of smoke. His demonic yellow eyes landed on the group. Then the man with blue hair spoke, and his voice echoed in the dome.
"Well... Where's our final boss? All Might? Where is he? The schedule our three men retrieved before dying indicated he would be present..."
No. 13 said to the class.
"Back away, quickly, they are real villains...", Ochako would be honest, she was terrified, a villain attack? At UA? She glanced at the rest, all were frozen in fear. She noticed a twitch in Aizawa's jaw. The man with blue hair nervously scratched his neck and continued.
"Unfortunate... But perhaps he will come when he hears the screams of his students? Black Mist? Bring our minions..."
The newly named smoke man nodded his head, and several portals opened, disgorging several dozen villains who stood in the square, with bloodthirsty eyes. Ochako knew she should have followed her intuition...
/
Aizawa cursed himself...
Damn it...
Nezu had mentioned that Midoriya wanted to speak before he pronounced his sentence... The kid had known after his psychic probe.
Shit...
'Nezu... If any of my students die because of your bullshit, I'll never forgive you,' he thought angrily.
"No. 13, protect my class", the space heroine turned her helmet towards him and said, "Eraserhead, I don't doubt your abilities, but they outnumber you... It's too dangerous. Besides, your quirk is limited in this kind of situation."
Aizawa responded through clenched teeth, "I know, but they won't lay a finger on my class. Try to send a student to call for help. I'll buy as much time as I can."
With that, he lowered his goggles over his eyes and leaped into the air. He landed five meters from the line of villains, five of them breaking from the group with a wicked smile... For them, he was a perfect target...
Two of them remained back, the first opened his mouth and extended his tongue, which sprouted a cannon, and the second pointed his hands, and his fingers opened, releasing needles from the tips. They chuckled and fired.
Well...
If they could fire.
Their quirks didn't work.
The three still advancing towards him halted, confused that their quirks didn't work either... But they didn't have time to dwell on it. Aizawa lunged, tackling one before getting back up and driving his knee into another's face. He felt the nose bones crack. At the same time, he launched his capture scarf, snaring the cannon-tongue man by the neck, pulling him towards him and using him as a shield against the punches of the last villain in close combat, before disposing of him by kicking the cannon-tongue man towards him with a powerful kick. His quirk stopped working at that moment, and he rolled to dodge the needles. He noticed other villains starting to approach...
He was going to make them suffer; they would not get his class.
/
No. 13 collapsed, defeated by her own quirk as the smoke man closed the portals he had used to dispose of her.
"Pathetic... Your quirk is powerful, No. 13, but you lack combat training," the smoke man remarked as he closed the portals.
Ochako looked on in horror at the fallen heroine. This thing had swallowed Kirishima and Bakugo as they rushed to protect them (even though she thought Bakugo needed to hit something...), and now No. 13...
What could she do?
Iida needed to get out. Immediately... He had to seek reinforcements.
"We are called the League of Villains. My name is Kurogiri, or Black Mist, and it's the last name you'll hear," the villain exclaimed, before the smoke wall he created spread, almost blocking the entrance. She looked at Iida, who looked back at her. They knew what needed to be done; he needed to get out. The boy approached and shoved something into her hand. She looked down… It was the device Izuku had given them.
"I'm going. I have to get through," he murmured. She heard the motors on her classmate's legs humming. The brunette saw Jiro and Denki look at each other, before preparing themselves... They had also understood. And suddenly the four of them charged.
Jiro produced a powerful shockwave that pushed the villain back, and Denki launched a lightning bolt that paralyzed the villain for a second or two. And Iida dashed forward.
"Too slow," the villain said, after recovering from the electric shock in milliseconds, and a portal began to open right in front of Iida, who was too fast to dodge. Ochako panicked for her friend and rushed forward, she jumped, and reached out her hands... But it was too late, Iida was about to be sucked in...
Something whizzed past Ochako's ear at high speed. The object hit the villain and detonated. The smoke villain screamed in pain, and his portal closed, as Iida passed through, managing to reach the door and escape from the dome...
"NO!" the smoke villain shouted, growing angrier, "YOU LITTLE BRATS! YOU ARE GOING TO PAY!" Portals opened, swallowing several students... Ochako felt the ground give way beneath her... And she fell into one of them...
/
Izuku ejected the casing from the Exitus rifle he had just fired at the smoke villain. But he couldn't reload quickly enough before he swallowed several of his classmates...
"Kark!", Izuku swore, but on the bright side, the villain had retreated to the main square to announce the arrival of reinforcements. Now... the second part of the plan. He wanted to chuckle with excitement, but the assassin's psycho indoctrination prevented him.
He let his power flow through his veins...
Before shooting a bullet at a villain who was about to attack Aizawa from behind, the bullet pierced his cheek before exploding, reducing his head to a bloody mist. The villains who were not in combat watched in horror as their comrade fell dead. Izuku switched targets, ejected the casing, and took down another villain rushing to strike his former teacher. He shot him in the back of the head, and he collapsed.
-CLACK CLACK!-
He ejected the casing before firing at another target with deadly accuracy.
At the same time, gunfire started to echo from the different zones…
/
Ochako fell into the water with a big splash... and immediately tried to surface. Her clothes became soaked and clung to her skin, and she swallowed water through her nose and mouth. She began to cough, swallowing even more water.
Black spots started to appear in her field of vision...
Then she vaguely heard another splash, felt something wrap around her waist, and pull her upward, but she couldn't see what it was. Then she was pulled out of the water and onto a boat. She coughed and vomited, expelling the water she had swallowed from her stomach and lungs, before slumping with her arms crossed on the deck...
Ochako took several deep breaths...
She had almost drowned...
"Are you okay? kero," Ochako nodded her head, "Yes, thank you, Tsuyu... You saved me..." Ochako had spoken to her a few times, kind and friendly, and with a quirk that gave her frog-like abilities.
"Call me Tsu, kero," the frog girl responded, just as another voice sounded
"Who's that?" someone asked, and Ochako closed her eyes with a groan...
"Oh no, not him...," she murmured.
Of all people, why did they have to have Mineta? Even Bakugo was more manageable...
The brunette got up, the boat swaying gently... But it was okay, she looked around...
"Are we in the flood zone?" she asked, to which Tsuyu nodded, "You were lucky I managed to catch you, you weren't the only one in the waves... Ochako raised an eyebrow before looking overboard...
She immediately pulled her head back as a shark's jaw nearly closed around her head and crushed it.
The jaw produced a resounding 'CLACK' as it closed, and the villain growled at her in frustration before falling back...
Now that she had seen that, she was glad she had been pulled out of the water before such a villain fell on her... The brunette sat up, and her classmates gathered around...
"They're going to attack soon... kero," Tsuyu indicated... Ochako nodded... "We can't escape them... They're in their element..." said Mineta, on the verge of tears. He was defeatist, but Ochako understood, they were done for...
"No, we can escape them, kero. They probably don't know our quirks, otherwise they wouldn't have put me here, kero. I'm a frog after all, right?"
Ochako replied, "Yes, but Mineta and I aren't...," she got up and looked into the water...
Something wasn't right. The water was red, as if there was...
She widened her eyes.
Blood...
"Wait... Where are they? And... There's blood in the water!" She grabbed the railing of the boat, scanning the waters for possible villains. Tsuyu and Mineta also began to search with their eyes... They could see movement in the water mixed with blood, but not the details of what was moving with such ease...
With the ease of a predator...
With the ease of...
A shark.
With a powerful leap, like a leviathan rising from the aquatic depths, a monster broke the surface of the water with unprecedented violence. His arrival on the ship's deck was announced by a deafening crash, as metal groaned under the force of his impact.
In his right hand, he held tightly to the collar of a villain, the same one who had almost torn Ochako's head off earlier, rendered powerless in the face of his predator's relentless strength.
In his left hand, he held a combat knife almost as large as Ochako's arm, dripping with blood, ready to be used with deadly precision.
He broke the villain's neck with a sharp twist of his wrist, and the villain's body slumped like a puppet with cut strings. He tossed the body aside like trash.
Then the monster turned to them. He was surely a human, but he was taller than All Might, and wore gray armor marked with complex symbols and white paintings.
A helmet with black optics like voids and topped with a fin turned towards the three children, the respirator plate of the helmet hidden behind a shark jaw producing a worrying breathing sound.
On his right shoulder he bore the symbol of a shark, and on his left there were other strange symbols.
He looked at them in a threatening silence.
Ochako didn't know how long they looked at each other, maybe seconds... Maybe minutes...
The man suddenly drew his pistol in a smooth motion and fired.
Blood and pieces of flesh splattered on Ochako's visor, and the top of a villain fell right next to her.
His dead eyes staring at her.
Ochako shuddered... A flash in her head... Instead of the villain, she saw herself, her outfit covered in blood, her shattered visor revealing her pale lifeless eyes...
Her breathing became heavy... Accelerating... She could have died...
Died...
Her heart rate began to rise.
"O...o!"
She vaguely heard a voice calling her. But she didn't react... Her vision narrowed to a corridor... And the only image in her mind was that one. She could have died...
"O...ch...o!"
She no longer knew... Maybe... Was it her spirit looking at her body? Blown apart by the shot? Was the shark man a villain who had killed her?
"OCHAKO!" -SLAP!-
The slap burned on her cheek, she emerged from her shock and looked at Tsuyu, breathing heavily...
The frog girl seemed just as shaken as her, but apparently she managed to control herself. Mineta was emptying his stomach a little further away...
She looked at her body again... No. The villain's body... Before looking away, the sight was too horrible...
Bile rose in her mouth, leaving a bitter taste... She swallowed it back down, and turned her head towards the shark man.
There were five of them now. All wearing the same armor, but with different white paintings or trophies. They looked at each other, silent, motionless like rocks, but seemed to talk. Ochako couldn't know. They were... Just… there. Like statues.
Then, in unison, they turned around and jumped into the red water... The three students looked at each other for a moment, Mineta wiping what was left of vomit around his mouth with disgust, then Tsuyu suggested with a trembling voice...
"We should reach the shore... Hold on to me..."
Ochako nodded slowly, and grabbed onto the frog girl. Mineta did too, but the brunette noticed that for once he had no perverse thoughts... Tsuyu propelled herself out of the ship and the three of them dove into the red-tinted water...
Navigating amidst floating villain bodies, with marks of expertly struck blades on their bodies...
The void sharks were nowhere to be seen…
/
-WHACK!-
The iron bar Jiro was using as a weapon struck the villain right in the neck, the man let out a strangled cry with his toucan beak before collapsing, KO. Momo had done well to give her one. The raven-haired girl was fighting a little further away against a pair of criminals, handling a bo-staff with skill and keeping the villains at a respectable distance.
She stepped back, staggering. She was tired... Her arms couldn't take it anymore... And villains kept coming... There was a loud cry to her right, and a villain with a bull's head charged at her, horns forward. She wouldn't have time to dodge. The blue-haired girl braced herself for the impact that would probably break her bones, but someone pushed her out of the way.
She heard a cry of pain.
A triumphant cry and the sound of something dripping on the ground.
The rocker turned her head and widened her eyes in horror.
"DENKI!"
The boy had pushed her out of the way, and had taken the impact instead of her... A horn had impaled him from side to side. And the villain laughed. He unhooked the electric boy from his horns and let him go. Eyes filled with pain and agony looked at her, but Jiro saw a small glimmer of tenderness and love in them.
She got up, gripping her bar, drawing her strength from the energy of despair.
And with a piercing cry of rage, she charged.
The man turned around and took the bar right between the eyes. But instead of staggering backward, dazed, he smiled.
"David and Goliath is only in mythology."
And with a powerful backhand, he struck her. Jiro felt bones shatter as she flew into the air, before crashing heavily to the ground, bone fragments piercing her veins, and causing an hemorrhage to start.
She rolled another two meters before coming to a stop. Her breath came in rapid, choppy breaths, she was in pain.
Badly wounded.
Momo howled out in pain, and Jiro had the strength to turn her head. Momo had her hands gripped, and a villain lifted her up before slamming her forcefully into the ground. Jiro looked at the dome, and tears began to flow... She was going to die... Denki was going to die, if he wasn't already... And Momo... She didn't know... The footsteps of the bull-headed man drew closer, along with his amused laughter as he spoke.
"This time it's Goliath who crushed David, it seems... Here, Theseus never defeated the Minotaur, it's strange isn't it? The hero is always supposed to win, but this time it seems to be the opposite."
He continued to approach...
Then...
Jiro's ears picked up the sound of running, heavy footsteps of metal boots... A leap... In her field of vision, like an angel of death, a single man jumped.
Clad in green armor, he was taller than All Might, and the yellow optics of his helmet evoked a burning blaze, which was also depicted on his armor by stylized flames, on his chest gleamed a bronze insignia, an anvil with two hammers, with the head resembling a dragon about to swallow the whole thing.
His first weapon, a large rectangular pistol with scale patterns painted on it, fired.
Each shot was like thunder, a symphony of death.
The bull-headed man was hit in the hip and thigh, and the bullets detonated, reducing him to shreds.
When the mysterious soldier hit the ground, the rock cracked and split with a deafening crash, and the man stood there. Facing the villains who backed off a bit, surprised by such an arrival and shocked by the death of one of their own.
Then.
"KILL HIM!"
A villain yelled, and they surged forward. It was a mistake. Jiro heard four more pairs of boots coming at full speed, and there was a roar.
Flames flooded the area, villains caught in the fiery inferno screamed in terror and pain. Jiro turned her head just in time to see two of the newcomers sprint into the fire without fear, their weapons firing at the burning villains. Before her eyes, she saw the first man draw a energy-crackling hammer from his back, attach his pistol to his leg, and with a sweeping swing of the war hammer, strike two villains who were reduced to a bloody mist, the energy pulverizing them.
Then with a dance step to the side, he moved, continuing to swing his hammer through the air, before bringing it down on a villain's helmet.
The helmet shattered effortlessly, the head and skull of the villain underneath obliterated by the attack.
"FOR VULKAN! FOR THE EMPEROR!", the man shouted in a thunderous voice, and a roar answered him, the other armored men returning his war cry, accompanying it with gunfire and the infernal roar of the flamethrower...
A villain tried to take him from behind, jumping with a blade protruding from his chest, but the soldier turned and struck his hammer, deactivating it, on the villain, who crashed with such force on the ground that he bounced, before another blow from the war hammer in the ribs sent him crashing into a rock wall with a gruesome bone-crunching sound. All of this with abnormal speed for a man of his size and weight. Jiro grimaced, her ears heard the bones breaking and piercing the victim's organs...
And suddenly she felt tired...
Very tired...
Her eyelids became heavy, she had completely forgotten she was injured... Her right side was in pieces because of the bull-headed man's force... She began to sink into unconsciousness...
She saw a soldier emerge from the flames, a green giant, carrying a battered Momo and a seriously injured Denki in his arms...
She felt her heart tighten...
Then her vision began to darken... She saw the soldier with the war hammer approach her and take her in his massive armored arms, and hold her close to his breastplate.
Instinctively she snuggled against it, like a child in the arms of its parents...
The armor was warm...
Comfortably warm...
She thought of the little blanket her parents had given her when she was seven... The armor was smooth and warm...
Like her little blanket.
Jiro had memories... Little flashes...
She felt safe...
She was safe...
Then everything went black.
/
-WHACK!-
Kirishima's fist crashed into the villain's face, breaking his nose and sending him staggering back, swearing. The villain shook his head.
"You...!" he couldn't finish his sentence as an explosion blasted him out of the window.
"Well done, Bakubro!" exclaimed Kirishima, using his quirk to block another blow. The villain held his hand in pain, which swelled and turned red within seconds, then Kirishima delivered two punches to his stomach, doubling him over, before finishing him off with a blow straight to the face. The criminal fell like a rock.
"Tch!", he heard Bakugo respond to his compliment. The blond was certainly not very social, but was a force of nature for a student with his explosions. They were both cornered in a room of a building, an epic last stand against the villains who sought to get them, for now they held the line and did not retreat despite the numbers.
Kirishima took another impact, his feet digging a furrow as he remained anchored in the ground. The villain was stupid enough to try to approach immediately after, and Kirishima prepared to deliver a powerful punch when the villain stopped dead in his tracks...
A thin red line appeared across his bare chest, then the upper part of his body split apart, sliding before falling limply to the ground.
At first Kirishima didn't understand what had just happened. The villain had been... split in two?
"But damn, who are you?", he heard Bakugo behind him.
He turned around. Only to find himself facing a black armor plate covering the abdomen of the person who had shown up.
Clad in ebony armor, adorned with sacred emblems and martial runes, he embodied pure power and determination. Every armor plate, every notch, every scratch tells a story of past battles, a saga of triumph and sacrifice.
His face was hidden behind an imperious helmet, resembling helmets from the medieval era, the helmet's single slit an optic red, fixed on the villains.
His pauldrons bore black crosses on white backgrounds, reminiscent of ancient knightly orders long ago before the Quirk era.
He held an imposing shield, decorated with strange religious symbols, and a great sword stained in blood.
Kirishima instinctively stepped back.
The man was very tall.
And possessed such a... powerful aura.
The man did not respond to Bakugo's remark and continued to stare at the villains. The latter, faced with this unexpected arrival of a presumed hero, took a step back.
However...
"FOR THE EMPEROR!"
In a flash, the man lunged forward, wielding his sword that gouged grooves in the ceiling before bringing it down on one of the villains, slicing him in two equal parts, the villains counterattacked, one of them using an alter oriented towards range to try to hit the man.
The shield stood, between the projectiles and the man's armor, with the former being disintegrated by an energy field, before a thrust pierced the villain's abdomen, who fell dead to the floor, geysers of blood escaping from his abdomen. The villains panicked, and began to press to leave the room, but were relentlessly slaughtered.
The two boys looked at each other, shocked, but quickly regained their composure, and followed the man out. He had already disappeared, leaving behind a trail of blood and carnage. The walls were red with blood, covered in grooves created by the sword, and the coppery smell of blood filled the corridors.
They both exited the building, hoping to escape the dreadful smell of death, however, outside was even worse. There were four other soldiers, three of them carrying rectangular rifles firing incessantly, dismembering villains foolish enough to not take cover. The last one also carried a shield and sword, striking left and right in groups of villains, sending heads and arms flying through the air, all amidst much blood.
Streams of the red liquid were flowing on the ground. The man they had seen earlier was nowhere to be seen, probably gone to fight elsewhere.
Kirishima was pale.
So much violence... So much blood... Were these men heroes?
Probably not.
They were killing... And what's more...
They were singing.
"In the black mists, the Black Templars march,
Their unshakable faith, their fierce determination.
To the flames of hell, we face the foe,
For the Emperor, for glory, we stand ready to fight.
With our swords, we cleave the darkness,
In the void of space, we pursue our quest.
For honor and purity, we stand strong,
The Black Templars, never vanquished, always forward.
On the battlefields, our enemies fall,
Under the weight of our wrath, of our devotion.
Through the ages, we bear the banner,
The Black Templars, guardians of the Imperium, never shaken.
In the scarlet skies, our cry rings high,
For the eternal crusade, we march unwaveringly.
Let the heretics tremble, let the traitors shiver,
For the Black Templars are here, fighting in an eternal crusade."
Kirishima didn't understand what they were talking about...
He was horror-struck. So much blood and death...
"We're getting out of here, now," Bakugo suddenly hissed, "We're going to regroup with the rest of the extras."
Kirishima turned, surprised. Was Bakugo retreating?
"I don't give a damn what you think, Spiky hair, but we're getting the hell out of here. They're a good distraction."
Kirishima nodded, the explosive blond was right...
They had to get out of there...
Quickly...
/
-CLACK CLACK !-
Izuku ejected another casing from his Exitus rifle, covering Aizawa had been quite a job... But the villains seemed to have calmed down... They circled around the hero, cautious, but also frightened...
Twenty-two of them lay on the ground, dead, a bullet from his rifle stuck in vital areas like the head, heart, or lungs... Aizawa himself had done a good job, nineteen of them were on the ground, unconscious after taking blows with surgical precision...
His auspex integrated into his helmet suddenly detected several life forms emerging from different areas, deducing that the teacher could easily handle any attacks from survivors in the central area, despite his weakness, indeed, he had noticed that the standing hair signaled the use of the quirk, and the intervals were getting shorter.
He pointed his sight on the different entrances of the areas.
Ochako, Tsuyu, and Mineta were on the bank of the flood area, the water of which was red with blood. The Carcharodon Astra had done a good job.
Kirishima and Bakugo had exited the ruins area, where he could still hear the shots and war cries of the Black Templars.
Jiro, Denki, and Momo seemed seriously injured, and were thus protected and evacuated by the Salamanders he had summoned in the mountainous area.
From the conflagration zone, Ojiro and Hagakure emerged, closely followed by a squad of Fire Lords, who finished torching the interior of the flame dome with their flamethrowers, ensuring that nothing would come out alive.
From the downpour area, Koda and Tokoyami ran out, closely followed by two members of the Raven Guard squad he had sent to sow terror among the villains present in the area...
Izuku got up, kneeling...
Only the... landslide area was left...
A gigantic pillar of ice rose in the landslide area... Shoto Todoroki's work, it seemed...
He could still hear bolter shots from the Iron Hands squad fighting there...
He aimed his weapon at the entrance, the students were desperately trying to stabilize No. 13, still out of action and seriously injured... He then lowered the barrel...
Well, the plan had gone off without a hitch, and he wondered how the villains planned to beat All Might in such reduced numbers...
He will have his answer soon...
The door exploded, and All Might entered the dome, exclaiming.
"FEAR NOT! FOR I AM HERE!"
He advanced before jumping into the air... Ready to descend on the blue-haired villain and the smoke man... Izuku sensed his smile as he spoke.
"Black Mist... Bring in our guest..."
"Very well."
A beep on his auspex. New portal... He aimed his weapon just as a... thing, leaped toward All Might, the two met in mid-air, and All Might was grabbed and thrown to the ground. Then the monstrosity touched the ground.
It was some kind of bird man, with the brain emerging from the top of his head, Izuku had a moment's pause... What... Was this crap?
All Might stood up, with a slight cough, which didn't escape Izuku...
"WELL WELL, MY LAD... YOU SURPRISED ME, BUT IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN"
All Might said, but the creature looked at him with its... dead eyes? Then it lunged. All Might made a counter-charge...
"SMASH!", his fist impacted the creature's chest, which took it without flinching. And without any damage...
Well...
That was for an average observer...
Izuku's helmet noted a spike of energy in the creature's body, quirk usage, and he had determined that this quirk was regeneration...
Multiple quirks? Impossible...
A man wasn't supposed to be able to withstand such a charge from a quirk! The two opponents began to exchange blows, too fast for a normal human, but the assassin's training allowed him to catch everything...
The creature's blows were more powerful, and All Might's were weakening? Then he remembered the bald man... Before he got kicked out... He had the same psy imprint as All Might...
So the symbol of peace was weakening...
And therefore had a time limit?
However, his attention returned to the fight... All Might pushed the creature into the ground, but the smoke villain opened a portal, and the creature's upper body passed under All Might, its beak plunging into the hero's side.
His audio system captured a growl, and All Might let go of the beast to extricate himself.
Then...
Aizawa intervened. The teacher rushed to the aid of the symbol of peace, the beast turned and grabbed him. Izuku fired, his bullet flew past the teacher's head, and hit the creature's arm. The pierced tissues immediately regenerated, and the teacher saw himself repeatedly driven into the ground. Izuku swore.
"Karkin hell!"
The casing was ejected and he shot again at the beast, hitting it in the chest, this time it recoiled slightly, and All Might struck it on the side, sending it rolling and forcing it to release the teacher.
His helmet analyzed his condition, critical.
Kark.
The creature punched All Might, making him step back, before charging him, as the blue-haired boy mocked the strength of the creature. Not for long. Smoke began to form around All Might...
Overload of his quirk. He couldn't hold on much longer...
The creature jumped into the air, ready to bring its fists down on All Might's face
-CLACK CLACK!-
The bullet already in the chamber was replaced by a new one, this time a specialized one...
His target was dead center in his sight...
Ready.
An inhalation and an exhalation...
The finger slowly approached the trigger...
Just a little more...
Just a tiny bit…
Now.
-BANG!-
The Exitus Turbo-Penetrator round shot off at a furious speed, traversing the distance between the beast and his position in a few nanoseconds...
Time slowed down...
Izuku breathed in and out...
Impact.
The creature's brain matter exploded, reduced to a molecular level as the bullet passed through its head, the creature seemed to stiffen in mid-air, and All Might jumped to the side. The birdman rolled on the ground for several meters, dead...
-CLACK CLACK!-
-TING! Ting! ting...-
The echo of his casing hitting the ground was audible in the sudden silence that formed... And Izuku murmured in his helmet.
"Die, you bastard..."
Then the man with the hands began to scream like a psycho.
"CHEATER! HACKER! IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN LIKE THIS! HACKER! CHEAT CODES!"
Izuku paid him no attention, he was going to get his ass beaten up by someone...
Oh, just in time...
The UA staff arrived running, and stood there, at the top of the stairs, showing that they were now there. He saw some of them widen their eyes in front of the carnage and destruction that was before them. USJ looked more like a battlefield now...
"YOU BASTARDS! AT LEAST I'LL BE ABLE TO GET ONE VICTIM!"
This sentence made him look at the villain again.
It was Izuku's turn to widen his eyes...
He...
Was approaching the survivors of the flood zone!
What were they still doing there!
A surge of panic ran through him despite the indoctrination, and he pointed his weapon.
The villain reached out his hand...
Towards Ochako.
He didn't know what happened...
But he yelled, his voice resonating through the dome like thunder...
"No!"
Several things happened simultaneously...
He fired, the bullet ripped off part of the villain's hip who fell forward, his hand reaching Ochako, Eraserhead's hair stood up at the same moment... And finally...
A portal opened, making the ground tremble...
Then...
That's when the dead men marched again…
To face the led once again...
To charge again, die again…
I totally can't see how Chapter 7 could go wrong...
Hope you enjoyed the chapter!