ONE'S JUSTICE

Author's Note: Hello, it's been a while hasn't it. I justed wanted to say sorry to those that waited for so long. I have been very, VERY, busy with different stuff. Family issues, moving, school and a few other things. But I'm back now. So out of my previous stories, I'm not continuing any of them cause it's been so long that I have forgotten how to continue so I'm starting afresh with three new stories. One involving, The Boys (My favorite live action series as of now, I don't watch a lot of them), DC Universe (Combining different events from the comics, animated series, movies, books into one long ass story), and My Hero Academia (My favorite anime after One Piece). I'm not adding a new story until I've completed at least one of the above. Anyway, with all that said, let's begin.

Summary: From a prodigy, to a framed traitor and now a brutal vigilante. Yes, Ken Nagato has been all these and many more. With the League of Villains a world wide threat and crime rate ever increasing, he sets out to gain vengeance while dealing his own version of justice, no matter the cost.

Chapter 1: Prologue

'What the hell?'

Such brutality.

That was the first thing that came to mind when he set his eyes upon the large space he walked into. There was hardly any other way of describing it and if he were honest, the word brutality was putting it light. It was horrific. The amount of broken bodies sprawled across the room, the severed limbs, the blood sprayed everywhere which filled the room with the familiar scent of iron.

It wasn't like he had never seen anything like this before but it didn't make it any less dreadful or easy to look at. There were only few survivors and even then they were broken almost beyond repair. He watched as they were carried towards the ambulances while the cops surveyed the place for any clues as to what had happen but he had a feeling he knew what took place here.

Even though they were villains, maybe the worst of the worse, he still kinda pitied them. They were still human beings after all and it was hard to imagine a fellow human would have the mind to do something like this.

"Lemillion." He heard, snapping him out of his thoughts. He turned towards the voice to see a familiar set of faces walking up to him. It was both Creati and Shoto. Both had been heroes for over a year now and had been doing well for themselves. Shoto had greeted him with his normal stoic gaze while Creati did with a warm smile that didn't seem to reach the eyes seeing as she looked really tired.

"Shoto, Creati, it's been a while." He greeted back as his eyes left them for a second as another dead body was carried out of the room. "Any ideas on what happened here?" They had been here for a while from he knew when arriving a few minutes ago.

"No idea." Creati answered with a sigh. "That's what we're trying to find out." She continued as she looked to her right. Lemillion following her gaze and his eyes slightly widened at the large hole by the side of the building. He walked up to it and inspected the hole like he would find anything interesting from it.

"We're hoping for one of the guys to hopefully wake up and tell us what happened?" Shoto said, Mirio turning towards him in attention. "They've been out for a while."

Suddenly one of the cops walked in on them, gaining their attention. "We managed to interrogate a few survivors and at first they seemed agitated, afraid. But they eventually began to talk."

"And?" Creati asks.

"They all described the same person. Blue eyes, dark tanned skin with spiky black hair using some sort of energy quirk." This caused the three heroes eyes to widen slightly putting the dots together. "He wore a full black combat outfit with a black cloak."

'Don't tell me he did this…?' Momo thought sorrowfully. She was sure of who it was and was sure her companions had figured it out, after all it was someone they were all close to.

"We formed a list of potential suspects and we were able to narrow it down to one person." The cop continued. "And it's him again, Nagato Ken."

'Dammit…' Mirio thought as his fears were confirmed. Once again, it was him. For almost a year now, they had been trying to find him ever since he started this vigilantism but he always seemed to evade them. He looked towards the other heroes and noticed they were mirroring his expression.

"A-are you sure?" Momo asked hoping it was a mistake. The cop nodded and she frowned. Shoto, while still not showing much emotion, she could tell was just as shocked and sad as she was. They were both really close after all.

"Is that all?" The cop nodded to Lemillion's question. "Okay thanks for the information." The cop left to continue the investigation with the others, looking more comfortable now that he had left the horrific sight."

"Look, I'm just as frustrated as you two. We've been looking for almost a year now, and everyone's on edge, with the League of villains and now this." Lemillion turned towards the two with a serious gaze. "We'll need to inform the others, this is getting out of hand."

"We'll keep that in mind." Shoto said, reigning in his emotions. Creati nodded her head.

'Why the hell are you doing all this..?'

Flashback…

"Woah, easy there…" He said with a chuckle as he lifted the girl up before her face could have a painful meeting with the floor. He looked her up and down. Green messy hair with freckled cheeks, was quite shorter than him, green eyes and fair skin. This was the girl All Might had told him about.

'Izuki Midoriya.'

"S-sorry…" Izuki mumbled as she looked shyly his way before looking back at the floor with a small blush, finding it interesting. Huh, so she was a shy one. He smirked at the thought. Even with all that training she still had very little confidence in herself. "I g-got a bit lost in thought and wasn't focused…"

"Hmm, no need to apologize, not like you did anything wrong." Ken said. "You should be more focused though if you're gonna pass the exams. They're really tough."

Izuki perked up after the comment, now noticing that the boy she was talking to was wearing the traditional UA uniform. "Y-you're a student?" It was more of a statement than a question.

"Yup. Anyway, I'm late for class. See ya." Ken said with a wave as he walked passed her, patting her on the shoulder as he entered the school grounds. Izuki was just staring at him for a few seconds before she finally remembered a very important something.

"I-I talked t-to a boy!" She exclaimed with a blush. "A-a boy other than Kacchan."

Flashback Over…

"Are you certain?" Toshinori spoke through the voice with a surprised tone. He heard something from the person he was speaking to on the phone before sighing and cutting the call. "Dammit…" He said with a grunt as he turned to other person in the room.

"Something wrong sensei?" Izuki, known as the hero Deku, asked her predecessor with a hint of worry although she had an idea of what he was talking about judging by the expression on his face. Toshinori just released a shuddering breath that he had been holding as he prepared for the conversation ahead.

"Young Midoriya, it's about him…" Her green eyes widened going through a myriad of emotions. "We found a lead back at Minato…someone had brutally stopped a villain gathering and the evidence points to young Nagato." He finished with a grim expression.

Izuki clenched her fist and she just stood there silent trying and failing to keep her emotions in check.

The former symbol of peace just stared at her with a pained expression.

'If only I had done things differently…'

Days Later, Tokyo…

"This is the place right?" Ken said with his normally deep voice through the phone. He stayed silent for a few seconds. "Hmm, okay thanks. Tell Gentle I said hello." He finished as he cut his call with La Brava.

He looked down from the roof he stood on, silently waiting for his target. He was not the biggest fan of waiting but this was something he'll have to do for now. After a few minutes he spotted his target, a man named Giran. He smirked. "Gotcha."

Giran was heading to meet up with possibly a new client. He had received a phone call minutes ago and was told to get here. The person had stated their interest in joining the league and he came to see if the guy was worth it. He was walking passed an alleyway when a hand shot out from the darkness and grabbed him by the collar before slamming him hard against the wall, forcing the air out of his lungs while he gasped in pain.

"Giran, it's a pleasure to meet you." He heard a deep voice say causing him to look up at the face of the man who attacked him and his eyes widened in fear as he recognized who had attacked him. He was rather famous after all.

'Ken Nagato. Fuck…'

"You have some info for me." Ken said with a smirk.

And that's chapter 1. This was the prologue and if I didn't write it out well, sorry. The first few chapters might be short but eventually, once I get used to everything again, I'll start increasing the length of the chapters. This story is not having more than 30 chapters as I've already planned everything out. Also I'm not gonna describe character looks and you should know by now. Except OC characters.

This is gonna be a harem ship with no more than 3 girls. Izuki and Melissa are guaranteed, I'm thinking between Uraraka or Nejire for the last one.

Anyway, till next time.

Peace.