Chapter 62: Other curious cases.

Dabi was a dead man walking. His body ran of harted, coffee and sadism, and that's before the forest raid. All Might's attack made him bedridden and ensured his upcoming demise. He couldn't even use his quirk again is doing so would destroy his life support machinery. The man was angry. Not at his predicament, but as how unfair fate has treated him. His quirk was too incompatible with this body, he was all but forgotten by his family and he couldn't even get a chance at vengeance. What's more, Endeavor got the accursed Number One Hero spot. That fucker must have made a devil with the devil if he got away with all of his deeds.

The curious journalist entered his cell.

"Hey, Dabi."

"Leave me alone."

"Is that really the last the world will hear of you? Not "Burn in hell!" or "My fire shone the brightest"? I imagined you'd have something more interesting to say."

"Why are you pestering me, woman?"

"I've been told that you'll die from multiple organ failures within a week. I'm trying to get an interview while you are still alive."

"Week? Shit! This might be my only chance."

"You want a big scoop, right? I have a piece of controversial information, but you must promise me to make it public."

"Promise." Her fingers were crossed behind her back.

"My name Touya Todoroki."

"Ha ha ha. Good one."

"It's not a joke. If you compare our DNA, if you will see the 99% chance."

"But how? Aren't you supposed to be dead? You burned in a forest fire years ago."

"I survived because flames of my hatred were stronger than flames outside. I've scraped by somehow, waiting for an opportunity to avenge my father. That's why I took part in that attack. I wanted to kill Shoto, but that smiling bastard broke me for the last time. Please, take my hair and prove to the world that Endeavor's eldest son is Dabi!"

"I'll see that I can do."

Lilac hair leaned closer as if she wanted to kiss him. The woman took a few strands from his head and pinched his nose.

"Don't you want your family to come?"

"And be their laughing stock! No, thanks."

Spinner was doing exercises in his cell. He wasn't going to lose form just because he lost his freedom. The reporter came to visit him.

"Hello, Shuichi Iguchi. My name is Kizuki Chitose from Shoowaysha Publishing. I fought tooth and nail to meet you here. Would you answer my questions?"

"No."

"What? Why not?"

"Your paper has called Stain a coward and a psychopath when you were parroting those UA brats. I have nothing to say to a harlot like you."

She frowned, entered his cell and rose his head by the chin.

"What a shame. I was going to write about how you were mistreated as a heteromorph. We are kind of in the same boat here."

"Piss off, lady. I bet people find you kind of mutation appealing and never called you a slur." He pushed her hand away.

"Fine. Farewell, Stain's cocksucker."

Spinner resisted the urge to jump at her.

Jin Bubaigawara was allowed to keep his villain costume since it made him calmer. This face seemed interesting to his visitor.

"Hello, um, Twice. How are you doing?"

"Awful, no, awesome! A pretty lady visited me. I bet she wants me dead!"

"Calm down, please. I wanted to talk about our past."

"Past! I've killed many people in the past. Including Jin Bubaigawara. Idiot! That was supposed to be secret. You didn't kill him, he is still alive somewhere."

When Kizuki tried to open up the mask to see his face, the villain jumped back.

"Don't pursue me! Come closer so I can beat the shit of you! Leave me alone."

"Jesus, I was hoping that he'd be a bit more stable. I guess I'll have to put all my chips on Himiko Toga. Still, it wouldn't hurt if I visit the rest."

Muscular had to be chained, partially sedated and brought to the interrogation room. All he told her was that Eraserhead is a pussy and he'll eventually get revenge on him. She was too scared to touch him.

Mustard was nothing more than an edgy middle school student with delusions of grandeur. He insisted not losing the fight simply because it was his bad day. His ego was sadly too large to cooperate with her. After provoking an insult towards herself, Kizuki slapped him in a faux anger before leaving.

"Hello, Ms Hikiishi."

"Hello."

"I'm Kizuki Chitose from Shoowaysha Publishing. Would please you answer some of my questions?"

"With all due respect, ma'am, I don't appreciate the way your paper condemned the Hero Killer. He was an inspiration to me."

"I was simply voicing people's opinion on that man."

"Opinions that portray him as a lowly coward instead of a fighter for the better tomorrow. Sorry, but I don't work with people who disrespect him. It's a matter of principle."

"Well, at least you have manners, unlike that Spinner guy."

They shook hands as sign of no ill will towards each other.

"Why exactly are you villain, Sako-san? I mean, you're hot, strong and clever. Your quirk is something to behold. You could have been a hero or an entertainer."

"It's simple, young lady. My ancestor has been a prominent thief of his time. My actions are meant to uphold his legacy."

"Wow, you remind me of one of my old friends. Are you sure you don't want to work on your parole."

"My lady, I won't be locked up here for long. Keep tabs on escaped convicts, you will surely find me soon." Compress winked at the woman.

"Can I count on another interview if you manage to escape?"

"When, not if. Sadly, I can't guarantee that much."

"Bummer. What will you do IF you escape?"

"I'm not sure. It appears young Midoriya has abandoned his so called evil side, so I'd probably leave him be."

"Smart choice. How about a hug and a selfie before I leave?"

Author's notes: Next few chapters will be slice of life.

Interviews with will occur heroes sometime later.

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