Chapter 5 Paytime
Hello, everyone; it's been quite a while, and I have a new chapter for you.
First of all, before I continue with the description of this chapter, I wish to address some of the comments I have seen.
To the anonymous guest, this is a crossover and a Fanfiction. The mirror fact that this is a what-if and a universe-crossing event means that there will be elements inside of each Universe being utilized. In this case, I am implementing some of the base abilities of the one-piece Universe combined with the universe of my hero, Academia. One thing supporting the skills presented in this fanfiction is that these kids are all superhuman. They may not all have the same base abilities as some haki infusions or other such quirks; however, it has been proven that these people are stronger and more durable than the average human in our world.
Next to the person who found out the hint that I left, I wish to say kudos to you. No, I'm not trying to blame this person for the time it took to write this. However, I had to rearrange some of the ideas I had for this story. Thanks to them, they gave me such a great idea.
Next, about the long wait time, well, things have happened, which I have explained before. And with all the new one-piece info that was dropped, I just had so many ideas that I couldn't write.
With that out of the way, let's get into this chapter. In this chapter, we'll see the building blocks of Izuku's crew and Alastor's actions.
I'll be leaving a warning sign inside the chapter stating when the Gory scene will occur. For anyone who doesn't want to read what happens, please skip the warning sign and go on to when I designate that the gore is over.
Inset disclaimer here
Talking: "Hello, my good fellows."
Thinking: 'You have no idea.'
Attack: Blackhole
Izuku and Mei We're walking back to her house.
" Hey, Izuku-kun, you never really explained to me what happened when you were talking to your teacher. I know you said you would have to think about it, but it seemed to me like you were in distress. Is your teacher's Quirk the ability to talk over long distances through your minds or something?" asks Mei in her bubbly voice.
"Well, to be honest, my teacher can talk to me at any time, and when I first met you, he had just yelled at me for not listening to him," responded the boy with a slight shiver in his spine, remembering the face of Alastor when he got upset.
"What I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause you any trouble."
"No, no, it's fine. He would allow it when I informed him of what you said."
{"Don't forget, young lad, that you must warn them of me appearing later to talk to them."} came the voice of Alastor from the back of Izuku's mind.
"When we get to your house, do you mind if I talk with your parents alone for a few minutes? Also, how much do you like your house ?"
With a perplexed look on her face, "Um, that sounds fine. But why would you ask if I like my house?" responded Mei
"Well, my family will be starting a company called the Speed Wagon Foundation; it will be a global company. I was hoping that your family might like to work for us, and if you do, you will be moved to our company's housing."
"Wait a minute, what do you mean we will be moved?"
"Well, if your parents agree, then all of you will be put in a new …."
"No, no, no. I mean, will we be able to have a place to build babies all we want?" Mei asked, her eyes turning into gears.
"Well, yes, the company will pay for your housing, living expenses, and construction materials. Your family will have to pay for local transportation if you remain where you are."
"That sounds amazing," giggled Mei. She grabbed Izuku by the hand and started running at full speed. "We have to get to my house as soon as possible!"
COS The Hatsume house late at night.
After calling his mother, Izuku is now eating with the Hatsumes.
"Well, I have to say when my little inventor came home with you, I was half expecting the cops to show up about a kidnapping!" laughed Saiki Hatsume. He is a tall and lanky man with shaggy dark pink hair. He constantly wears green glasses. He has a calm and very reserved personality, with a voice that comes off as disinterested at all times. "I'm so happy that wasn't the case, and my inventor simply made a friend."
"I know what you mean, dear." came the voice of Shiho Hatsume. She is the woman with messy light blond hair in a ponytail, though you can see random strands of hair sticking out. She wears spiral glasses and has a very reserved figure. Her personality was meis turned up to 11. When he entered the house, she questioned Izuku and examined every part of his body. He discovered that he considered personal space nonexistent and would actively touch and prod him.
"Indeed. Now Izuku, Mei has told me you need to speak with us about something, correct?"
"Yes, is it alright if we do that in private? I don't want to scare anyone; trust me, you will want to sit down for this," responded Izuku with apprehension.
"All right, after we finish eating, we can speak in my study."
Cos Saiki's study
"Ok, Izuku, please tell us what you need to do," came Saiki's monotone voice.
"Well, technically, I'm the one who will be talking to you, and I'll let him explain," said Izuku before he grabbed a chair and sat down.
"Wait, what are you…." came the voice of Meis's mom.
Suddenly, Izuku's eyes rolled into the back of his head, and his body went limp.
The two parents rushed over to the boy worriedly, unsure what was happening.
Cos Izuku's mind scape
Arriving at the sentence of his mind escape, Izuku meets Alastor. Alastor gives him a huge grin and has a very evil look in his eye.
" Well, hello, my little Ward. How are you doing tonight? I see that you will have gathered the parents of your little friend, and I am very proud to see that you have completed our agreement. Now I shall go out there and explain all the little details that need to be hashed out, and afterward, my two hours of free time will begin. Does that seem agreeable?" He said in his old-timey radio voice.
"Yes, though I hope that we can come to an agreement, I don't want you to force him to do anything."
" Oh, you don't have to worry about a thing, my young ward. Just remember that you said you would go two hours without seeing anything that happens outside."
Izuku walks towards the library with a nod as Alastor pops into the body.
COS Saiki's office
That's when the two parents approach the boy, and he suddenly raises his head with a mad look in his eye.
" Well, hello there; before you ask, no, this is not something suspicious or evil. I am his quirk." Comes the mixed voices of the two of them. As he speaks, Izukus's hair has turned red with a black lining. His eyes turn black, and his purple becomes blood red. His teeth become yellow and shape more sembling fangs. His mouth was now in a manic smile that was the mirror image of Alastor's, making it stretch a little too wide. He wiggles the fingers and toes and moves the body a little to re-adjust how it feels to be this short again. 'Note to self: look for someone with a transformation ability; in this world, I know there must be a few, and constantly becoming short is still a pain.'
Both parents look at the boy with hesitation and uncertainty. "Wait, so you're his work, correct?"
" that is correct."
" so, are you the one we have to talk to?"
"Correct again!"
"And I can assume you are also his instructor, correct?"
"Wow, you two are truly bright," Izuku says sarcastically.
"Okay, I am confused; if you're the boy's Quirk, what's the difference between talking to him and talking to you?"
"Now, that is a good question. To get to the root of the question, I am hundreds of years older mentally than the child. Time moves differently for me inside the boy's mind than it does in the real world. Therefore, I am more mentally mature and have more information."
"That makes no sense," responded the father.
"Whether or not you can understand what's going on is not my problem. My concern is to discuss your roles in the future."
Over the next 3 hours, the three talk about their roles inside the Speedwagon Foundation.
" so I believe we have concluded, yes?"
" yes, we agreed to come work for the Speedwagon Foundation."
"Excellent, and with that, I shall head home."
"Wait, are you going home at night?" Screams Shiho. "We can't allow that, as you are still a child."
Without saying a word, Alastor opens a portal and walks into it. Before it closes, he stickers his head back in, " I will make sure to send over the official paperwork within a week, Tata."
COS
A portal opens up in Izuku's room. ' Well, I have two hours, and I'm going to make the most of it,' thanks Alastor with a wicked grin.
He opens the computer and looks up as many quirks and their users in the local area as possible. In particular, he looks for anyone who's committed crimes or is missing. 'Now let me see who here is worth hunting.' Suddenly, as he's looking in, he sees a pop-up of three individuals.
" let's see a local gang of criminals use their work to rob a local store. They're quirks having identified as one with wings as a leader, one who can shrink to a smaller size, and one that seems to have schizophrenia as he and another person in his shadow," mumbles Alastor. "Well, I have to admit I didn't think what I needed would fall into my hands; let's see, they were last seen about three blocks west of here."
"Perfect," growls the boy.
COS dark sidewalk
Alastor was unhappy, very unhappy. 'For some small-town punks, they sure do know how to hide!'
Alastor had been looking for them for the past hour and a half, leaving him only thirty minutes left to find his targets. I never really thought, 'I would miss Teach the Bastard, but he at least had good observation haki and didn't get stopped every five minutes by a cop trying to take me to a safe space.' Alastor was at his wit's end, for he thought it would only take a few minutes to find these idiots. 'You don't have the intelligence to not get caught on camera, but when it comes to hiding your cowardly asses, you fucking Vegapunk.'
This thought leads him to think of a tangent: 'I wonder if he is still alive? I still can't believe he could make himself a devil fruit and possessed that stupid-looking guy with the long tongue!' this caused Alastor to laugh, and by the grace of Imu, he caught a glimpse of wings.
'Thank you, oh great Imu, for this gift!'
Alastor grinned as he got closer and verified that this was one of his targets.
WARNING THE FOLLOWING SCENES WILL CONTAIN GORE, MIND BREAK, SADISIM, AND BODY HORROR. IF ANY OF THESE THINGS OFFEND YOU OR MAKE YOU LEAVE, PLEASE SCROLL TO THE NEXT BOLD STATEMENT, WHICH WILL HAVE A SUMMARY OF THE EVENTS. FOR EVERYONE ELSE, BUCKLE UP! YOU WERE WARNED! Also There will bo no named attacks or bolding of the speech to help the flow of this.
Alastor, who was upset by the amount of time it took to find just one of these fuckers wanted to make the remaining 25 minutes count. And wanted to vent his frustrations.
Alastor created a portal under the man with wings and ran behind him, pushing the man and himself through the portal.
COS Old bridge
The two of them tumbled into the darkness, tangled together. As they stopped at the bank of the river, Alastor grabbed the man by the mouth and entered him.
COS unknown
In his proper form, Alastor entered a world entire of trees and gambling tables. It was midday, and he saw a being in the distance.
Walking closer, Alastor could see that the being was an anthropomorphic avian cat demon. His look is evocative of a magician, paired with a casino-referencing playing-card theme. The sclera of his eyes are black, with yellow irises and slitted pupils. He has long, red eyebrows with black vertical stripes near the tips and a small black heart above each eyebrow. His fur is taupe-colored, overlayed with white on his face, torso, feet, and upper arms. The insides of his ears are white, with a red tip at the point and a red heart in the center. A black fluff protrudes from each, creating the appearance of tiny hearts. He has a darker shade of taupe encircling his ankles, mimicking spats. His tail is taupe and long, ending with a large spray of "plume-like" fur or feathers, which are dark pink with black and white stripes. He has yellow-orange hearts underneath the paws on his hands. His wings are large and red, with a dark taupe on the undersides. The undersides of his wings are decorated with black stripes, which feature red and white roulette wheel dot markings. The outside of his wings are decorated with more black stripes, which wrap around the joints and run around a row of white roulette wheel dots. He accessorizes with a black top hat with a red hatband, a golden button-like decoration, and a red bowtie and black suspenders over his shoulders.
Alastor gets closer and notices that the cat demon is playing roulette, which gives him a clue that this is a casino. The cat demon is yelling at the game to land on red 27. His voice is gruff and deep, and his wings are flapping in agitation.
"Hello, there, my good fellow," said Alastor with his chest puffed out.
This startled the demon and he fell to the ground clutching his chest. "Who in the blood-stained hell are you!" yelled the cat demon.
"My name is Alastor, and do I have a deal for you, you see ….."
"Not interested," the cat demon interrupts.
"But you haven't.."
"NOT FUCKING INTERESTED" he screamed in Alastors face with some spit getting on Alastors face.
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With a big, toothy smile, Alistair grabs the cat demon by his neck and slams him into the ground. "Let me try this again, and this time, you will listen to me. My name is Alistair, the radio Demon, and you are going to be my new little pet," he growls at the cat demon.
If you think I'm going to become a fucking pet, you have another thing coming. Roars the cat demon as he flaps his wings. His wings and the card symbol started to glow rhythmically along his wings. Finally, landing upon spades.
With a sudden dash, the cat demon launches himself at Alastor, only for a portal to open right in front of him. The portal is linked to another pointing into the ground. The cat demon's face collides with the ground, breaking his nose. As the cat demon shakily rises to one knee, he can feel the radio demon staring at him, mocking his efforts to fight.
"Oh, it seems like you have some fight in you. However, my good fellow, you are too weak to even challenge me." A hand touches the ground; dark tentacles wrap around the cat demon. Dusting his coat off, and from out of nowhere, he pulls out a collar and chain glowing with an ominous green energy.
" what the fuck is that?" The cat demon had a little bit of trepidation in his voice.
"This will be your collar and will bind you to your new master. I'll be explaining the details of what will be happening from now on. As of this moment, you will become the child's new power., you will become his ally, and if you ever tell him how this process works before I get permission, I will rip your soul apart and feed you to the other hellions and other disrespectful riches who dare to challenge me." Grow this into the face. " now all I need is for you too agree to these terms of the deal, or would you prefer I rip you apart and hang you badly living torso at the entrance as an example for the others to understand their situation! Either way works for me."
Scared beyond reason, the cat demon nods his head. " I expect the agree meant just; please stop this."
He latches the chain around him. With the sound of 100 screams, the cat, even false, the ground rises in pain.
"From now on, your name will be Husker. My assistant will give you further details until I return with the rest of your little group."
At the end of his sentence, a gray-skinned woman appears. Alister then hands the end of the chain to the gray-skinned woman who leads Husker into the portal.
Now, with all this stuff taken care of, I can return to the real world and have plenty of time to handle the rest.
Change of scenery, real world
The man suddenly collapses onto the ground, and his wings shrivel and crumble until they finally turn into dust. What have you done to me? Why can't I feel my quirk?
What I have done to you is quite simple, my dear fellow. I have removed your ability. Now, I am pretty hungry and believe it is time to feast. The voice of Alistair
Feast: what do you mean by a feast that has an invoice of the man
Feasting means that I am going to eat you. And before you start begging me, crying, saying oh, this is unfair. Oh, what was me, all these other different things? I wish to give you a little bit of information. I don't care. You can cry, you can be, you can please, you can bargain. You can use whatever you desire. I just want you to know that you will die in this moment, you will suffer, and there is nothing that you can do to end the suffering or to lessen its effects. At the end of his monologue, the sounds of flesh being torn apart and the screams of a dying man could be heard from the outside of the alleyway.
He is pretty fortunate that whatever I consume, a person that gains all of their knowledge. Now, onto your friends.
Change of scenery, abandoned warehouse
Inside the warehouse, two men stood side-by-side, their anxious faces and cold sweats clear signs that something was wrong.
Where is he? I can't believe he's taking this long to give all the product to the broker.
He should've been back about five minutes ago, but we're on a tight schedule. And he's fully aware that we can't stay in this place for too long, or else the heroes might come looking for us.
Oh, your friend will not be coming. He is pretty indisposed, though. I will say he was pretty delicious. Went from the shadows.
What was that? Asked the shadow
The eerie glow of moonlight filters through broken windows, casting long shadows across the dusty floor of the warehouse. Alastor, wearing Izuku's face but emanating an unsettling aura, stands in the center of the room, his eyes glinting with malice.
Out of the darkness stepped Izuku, his eyes glowing red, and there was fresh blood dripping from his mouth. Hello there, my dear fellows. My name is Alastor, and you all are food. Before we begin this delicious meal, I wish to inform you of two little facts. First, you're going to die here. You are not allowed to tell the young man of what will happen tonight. Alastor's lips curl into a cruel smile as he raises a hand, tendrils of darkness coiling around his fingers.
The criminals exchange nervous glances, but none dare to speak need to be shy now. I'm just here to... play. With a flick of his wrist, Alastor opens a swirling portal of shadows behind him, revealing the depths of his dark power.
"What do you want from us?" Asked the man on the right, trembling with fear and terror.
"Oh, nothing much. Just a little... entertainment." He steps forward, the darkness swirling around him like a cloak, and the criminals instinctively shrink back.
Without warning, Alastor's hand shoots out, a sudden surge of gravity emanating from his palm, sending the criminals crashing into the nearest wall with bone-crushing force.
With that, Alistair suddenly jumps at the man on the left with a shadowy Black Miss that forms on his hand, and he immediately shoves it through the person. The sickening squelch of his flesh and bone being compressed and torn apart causes the other man to throw up.
"Please, mercy!" came the other man, kneeling after landing on the ground.
"Mercy? Oh, my dear friends, you misunderstand. This is just the beginning," laughed Alastor in his horrendous voice. With that, he immediately removed his hand, and for some reason, the man imploded upon himself, his flesh and bones contracting and filling in the empty pocket space that was formed by Alister's hand.
The man screams, his voice not coming out as he can barely get any oxygen into his body as, his lungs are punctured, and from the compression, he is unable to fully expand them. Blood starts to flow from his mouth and eyeballs from the unimaginable pain and damage from the one attack.
Suddenly, Alistair grabs the man on his shoulder, performing the same action, and he repeats the same process on his shoulder, elbows, knees, and ankles. He mutilated the criminal to the point where all of his limbs were now fully straightened out, unable to be bent naturally. The man is still screaming, begging, pleading that this demon ends his suffering. and his partner starts to have a mental breakdown at the scene before me, crying like a child, begging that if you're going to continue, at least just kill me, I do not wish to feel such unimaginable agony. "Please, just don't hurt him anymore. Will give you money. We will give you Everything! Will work underneath you. Just please have mercy!"
"Mercy is a luxury, my dear fellow, but do not worry; you will be put to better use. Now, please be quiet while I finish up. I'm quite frustrated. And I'm going to use you and this insect to blow off some steam before I get back to work."
As he says this, he grabs the man's jaw, removing it. Thus, his skin fills in the hole, closing his throat. therefore making him unable to even scream out or even breathe. "I've enjoyed your screams enough; It's time for you to start singing your song."
He extends his other hand, fingers curling into a claw-like gesture, summoning the power of darkness once more.
"This can be happening, this can't be happening, this can't be happening!" Wailed The man with his eyes squeezed shut and his hands covering his ears, trying his hardest to block out the sounds of his companion, suffering unimaginable pain and being mutilated in a way that should be considered a war crime.
"Oh, this is happening, and it is now your turn."
The man stretches his body involuntarily from the fear.
"You know, you should be truly grateful you are now about to become a part of something even greater than you could ever imagine."
"But what if I don't want to be a part of it? What if I just want to live?"
"Well, in this world, you have two options. You can either be strong enough to defend yourself or wallow in your oeakness and be slaughtered."
A black tentacle arises from the shadows. They grab onto the man's limbs and start to wretch them out and contort him, forcing his limbs into unnatural positions, and the sound of his bones crunching, his ligaments tearing, and his muscles ripping apart was just music to Alastor's ears. He then begins to slam the two of them against the walls, creating a bloody picture; however, these two men have yet to die.
"Now that I've tenderized the meat, I believe it is time to eat!" Alistair's voice distorts as if the sound was being pulled back into his throat. He opens his mouth and takes a large bite from the stretched man's body. He slowly chews the meat, savoring the flesh, blood, and bones currently being crunched and compressing his mouth. "You happen to have a very unique flavor. Is it that the humans in this world, due to their quirks, have their unique flavors? Ah, I cannot wait to try and sample so many other dishes."
The men were currently unable to scream out. Their jaws had been broken or been removed long ago. Their tongues had already been ripped out of their faces. And their consciousness wasn't fading quite rapidly enough to bring them relief. The only reason they had not lost consciousness already was due to the unending pain.
"Unfortunately, I am running out of time, so I will have to take care of the two of you simultaneously."
With that, he now places his hands on the two men entering their mental worlds.
Seconds later, the two men lose their quirks being added onto the abilities of Alistair.
"Now,I willo do you both a favor and end your suffering." His mouth unhinges and stretches, using the man's quirk to enlarge his esophagus and mouth. The inside of it looks like a swirling, dark vortex. The two men are then shoved inside his mouth as he closes it with a sickening chump.
"Well, this was fun, but I have one more assignment to gecomplete before my time ends He looks at his watch and says he only has two minutes left before the time is up. He then opens a portal and walks.
End of screen
Summary
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INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
The eerie glow of moonlight filters through broken windows, casting long shadows across the dusty floor of the warehouse. Alastor, wearing Izuku's face but emanating an unsettling aura, stands in the center of the room, his eyes glinting with malice.
Before him, three CRIMINALS huddle together, fear etched on their faces as they realize they've stumbled into something far more sinister than they anticipated.
Alastor's lips curl into a cruel smile as he raises a hand, tendrils of darkness coiling around his fingers.
ALASTOR:
(voice dripping with venom)
Well, well, well... what do we have here?
The criminals exchange nervous glances, but none dare to speak.
ALASTOR:
No need to be shy now. I'm just here to... play.
With a flick of his wrist, Alastor opens a swirling portal of shadows behind him, revealing the depths of his dark power.
CRIMINAL #1:
(voice trembling)
Wh-what do you want from us?
ALASTOR:
Oh, nothing much. Just a little... entertainment.
He steps forward, the darkness swirling around him like a cloak, and the criminals instinctively shrink back.
Without warning, Alastor's hand shoots out, a sudden surge of gravity emanating from his palm, sending the criminals crashing into the nearest wall with bone-crushing force.
CRIMINAL #2:
(screaming in agony)
Please, mercy!
But Alastor only laughs, the sound echoing ominously through the warehouse.
ALASTOR:
Mercy? Oh, my dear friends, you misunderstand. This is just the beginning.
He extends his other hand, fingers curling into a claw-like gesture, summoning the power of darkness once more.
With a sinister grin, Alastor unleashes a torrent of black energy, enveloping the criminals in a vortex of shadows, their screams drowned out by the chilling laughter of their tormentors.
As the darkness subsides, the warehouse falls silent once more, save for the heavy breathing of Alastor, now sated for the moment but hungering for more.
FADE OUT.
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Change of scenery, Koski Bakugo's room.
Alister silently walks through the portal, enters the child's rood, takes one of his claw fingers, and writes on the wall. I know what you did at the bridge. And then Exits through the portal and enentersuka's room.
Well, that was a very productive night. Now, I must go into the mental world and take care of the rest of this. I genuinely do hope Monica and the others could keep the young master entertained.