Heya, I'm older now. Yesterday was my birthday. And today I work on things for my boring Bio classes. hahaha,,,

Anyways, here's your chapter. Here's the Discord: /cgFmXz3qJ5

Where there is light, there must be shadow, where there is shadow there must be light. The world of heroes is a fantastic place, but the world of villains is one filled with horror and mayhem.

Before the birth of quirks, the last population rate of Japanese penal institutions amounted to 36.9 inmates per 100,000 general population. In the modern age, that number has skyrocketed to 655 inmates per 100,000 general population. An increase of 1675.07%. Japan went from one of the lowest prison populations on the planet to one of the 'top ones.' When society broke down, all sense of laws and morality seemed to also vanish. This led to the birth of 'supervillains', a once fictional villain with superhuman powers.

Get enough of those villains together, and you have a team. You know the kinds- bounty hunters, gangs, black ops groups, groups trying to enforce their own laws...the works. Then you had the big shots that slowly turned into...a bunch of nobodies who were still trying to ride the high of what they once were.

The League of Villains was a great example of that. Once a great villain organization made up of powerful villains that threaten to destroy the hero society, led by the kingpin known as All for One. Now...they stayed in the shadows.

But the past few weeks had put an awfully bright limelight on them. The attack on USJ and the alliance with Stain turned some heads and stirred up conversation- but neither of those events were successful in ending hero society. Just shaking it up.

Tomura Shigaraki knew that for a fact. That annoyed him- people were talking more about Stain than the Nomu attacks. That sword wielding nimwit had amassed a following, a new generation of villains starting to come into the light.

And he hated Stain for that.

That was supposed to be his job.

So, like a whiny child, Tomura holed himself up in his headquarters. A shady little bar run by his only companion for the moment, Kurogiri. He could only take comfort in angrily glaring at a photo of Midoriya.

"Kurogiri..." Shigaraki said. "Tell me. Why do you think All Might picked some random scrub?"

Kurogiri paused. "If I recall, the boy rushed in to save his friend from a hostage situation. All Might must've enjoyed that stupid act of heroism."

"Typical heroes. They'll take advantage of any stupid situation." Shigaraki said, crushing the photo in his hand and disintegrating it. "That stupid symbol of peace and his charisma. I hate heroes that smile like that- makes me feel sick for some reason."

"I feel like you're biased against all heroes." Kurogiri said.

Shigaraki grunted. "Probably. I don't care enough to rationalize it."

There was a knock at the door. Shigaraki looked over, and motioned for Kurogiri to open it. Kurogiri reached out his hand, and created a portal. A small portal appeared near the door- his hand stuck through it, and opened the door.

"Knock knock," A voice said. Giran poked his head in. "I brought the newcomers."

Shigaraki had spread a message in the underground villain ring- an invitation to those who followed Stain. While he hated Stain, there were a lot of 'impressionable' newbies to take advantage of. "Well, who are they?"

"We had...quite the turn out." Giran said, taking a small drag from his cigarette. He exhaled a puff of smoke. "Gonna be honest, I kinda think these guys will be a great B-team, opposed to those groups of randos you got for the USJ attack."

"Those guys weren't even high enough to be C-tier. Get off my back." Shigaraki said. "And bring them in already, damn it!"

Giran looked behind him, and nodded. "Alright- here they are."

Giran opened the door wide, and a bunch of unfamiliar faces came in. Each had a distinct expression- joyful, indifferent, mad, crazy mad, weird, determined, indeterminable, gruff, bored...and familiar.

Shigaraki looked them up and down. "...interesting line up."

The indifferent one looked disgusted. Not like he was one to talk- most of his flesh looked like it was melted. And he smelt like ash. "Huh." He spoke, voice rasping. "In person...you're super gross, dude."

The excited one was jumpy. She looked to be in her late teens, and a little 'lovestruck'. There were stains on her school uniform, dried blood and her platinum blonde hair was tied into two messy hair buns. "Woah...you worked with Mr. Stainy?"

A lizard man, dressed in a faux Stain outfit that looked like it was bought online, looked around. "Incredible. He was really here..." He hummed.

"Course he was." An older voice said, sniffing around. "I can smell Stain's blood scented breath still lingering in the air." This man was an interesting one. He stood out...especially with that mechanical scorpion tail.

"Hey, first impressions." A gray haired man in his early 30s said. "Don't creep the hand guy out now." He was buff and burly, and sounded like Ben 10k.

"Please. Give Tyrian some room. He's been comatose for a good two decades or whatever." A red head woman said. Her demeanor was off putting, and it felt hard to get near her.

"I'm only here because I was recommended!" A masked villain spoke. "No, I came here because I wanted to!" He seemed to have a lot wrong with him, but that's for another time.

"Pleeeeease tell me this place is cat friendly." Said one woman, pushing her way to the front. Everyone else was so dark and edgy, that her pink outfit made her stand out...in a weird way.

"You ask that EVERYWHERE we go," A girl said, popping her gum. She looked to be around the same age as the bloodstained girl. Her punk aesthetic worked more than her fellow cat girl.

"Come now. No fighting. Impressions are everything." The masked man said. He had the most interesting of getups- he looked more like a showman than a villain.

Shigaraki frowned. "Kurogiri." He spoke. "Warp them all away. I hate groups like this."

Kurogiri narrowed his eyes. "Give them a chance."

"Look at them." Shigaraki said. "A brat, a guy with no manners, a cosplayer, a psychopath, some bastard with a punchable face, a bitch, ANOTHER crazy basket case, a furry, some emo chick...and a magician."

That last one was said with more disdain than the others.

"You're seriously gonna treat us like this?" The silver haired man spat. "We traveled a LONG way to talk to you."

"Humor us with a chat, at the very least." The red haired lady said.

"We're backed by the best of the best, too." The masked man said, putting an arm around Giran. "This piece of worthless dogshit knows we're the best!"

"I'll take my finders fee now, Kurogiri." Giran said, throwing his cigarette on the ground. "But first...intros, intros."

Giran walked over to the messy buns. "This bundle of joy is actually in the news right now. Shame they've been keeping her name and face under strict lockdown. She's killed a LOT of people by bloodletting."

"I'm Toga! Himiko Toga!" Toga grinned, flashing her fangs. Her eyes lit up as she spoke. "I wanna make a world that's easy to live in, cuz it's too hard! I wanna be like Mr. Stainy! And then kill him."

"Freak." Shigaraki scoffed.

"High praise, coming from you." The red haired woman said.

"And here's our unexpected package deal." Giran said, moving over to the red head. "Believe it or not, these three were adversaries of Tennyson back in the day."

"I knew All Might before he was a big shot," The red head said. "He's kind of a pushover, dunno why everyone acts like a dude who can throw a mean punch is number one."

"We were fighting All Might when you were a toddler. We know what makes him tick." The silver haired man said.

"...I just wanna kill." The scorpion man said. "It's been so long...since I felt malice like that..."

"Yeah...whatever." Shigaraki said. He was so sick of the hype around Stain.

"Mr. Kill Happy over here woke up from his vegatative state after seeing footage of Stain on the news. Killed all the staff in a hospital, and fled here. We're just here to...curb him." Cass frowned. "Can't say I'm happy to see him."

Shigaraki's eyes squinted. "Whatever."

"Now, this young man..." Giran moved over to the man with burnt flesh. "No outstanding criminal records...but the way I saw him cremate some punks? Fantastic. Plus, he's enamored with Stain's ideals."

"Is this bunch dedicated to the cause?" The man asked. "I mean, they're about to let two nut jobs join in."

"Hey, hey. At least a freak girl can say her name." Tomura accosted him. "What's yours?"

"I just go by Dabi."

"No good. Real name."

"You'll know it when I need you to. Anyways...I plan to make his will a reality." Dabi said.

"Whatever. Who's Mr. Personality?" Shigaraki pointed to the man in the black and white body suit, ordering a drink at the counter.

"Vodka martini. Shaken, not stirred- and put a BUNCH of ice cubes in it. Really makes the drink." The man said.

"This right here is my good friend, Jin. He goes by the name Twice. He could take over the whole country, if he wanted." Giran said. "But he's...complicated."

"Complicated scmoplicated! I just had a bad time! I'm seriously fucked up!" Twice said.

"...speed run the other names or else I snap." Tomura said, glaring at Giran. "This is enough dialogue already."

"You don't even wanna know the fun little backstory behind her?" Giran put his hands on the goth girl's shoulders. Her eyes lit up a dangerous purple glow.

"Hands off. Or I break every bone in your body." She said.

"Don't do it!" Twice yelled. "DO IT!"

Giran took his hands off. "I'll spare you the backstory then...but at least tell Shigaraki your name."

The girl rolled her eyes. "Fine. My name is Sunny."

"...last name?"

"...Sunny Tennyson."

Shigaraki took that in.

"Fascinating." He said. "Now just tell me the others' names. Seriously."

Giran smirked. "The pink cat lady is Nyancy Chan...the masked villain is Mr. Compress...and the Gecko fella is a young man named 'Spinner'.

"Nice to meet you all." Shigaraki lied. "Now get the hell out. I'm in a bad mood."

"No way, asshat. Don't kick us to the curb because we came." Mercury said, stepping forward.

"Bad, bad, bad...I'm in a VERY bad mood." Shigaraki said, shambling towards them.

Kurogiri's eyes widened. "Don't."

"You guys...are no GOOD!" Shigaraki lunged forward, and everyone leapt into action. In a quick flash, the room was scattered with portals. Arms and bodies passed through the portals, and were scattered across the room. Spinner even crashed into the jukebox that was playing some random jazz.

"...calm yourself, Tomura." Kurogiri said. "If we are to act upon your desires, you need to expand. And this is our ONLY chance while we're in the spotlight. Acceptance. Not rejection. Acceptance of anything we can use...of whatever remains of his will."

Tomura pulled his hand out of the portal. "Shut up." He said, storming off.

"Where are you off to?" Giran asked.

"I said, SHUT UP!" Tomura said, heading to a door.

Sunny walked over to Spinner's body, and kicked it. "Hey. You dead?"

"Ow..." Spinner said.

"Okay, he's good." Sunny said, walking away.

"That hand fetish freak is really immature. How the hell can he be in charge of this organization?" Mercury muttered.

"I thought he was really gonna kill us..." Toga gasped. "Awesome."

"I'm sorry to have wasted your time like that." Kurogiri sighed. "I don't want your trip to be in vain. Please...let me offer you all a drink."

Dabi paused.

"Fine. One drink, and then we all leave. That sound good?"

"Very," Kurogiri said, starting to fix everyone's drink.

"Gimme something that's red~" Toga grinned. "I dunno what I like so I wanna find out."

"You're underage- I'm not comfortable with giving you any alcohol." Kurogiri frowned.

"But this is the League of Villains!" Toga whined, as she was served a glass of milk.

"And I still have some morals." Kurogiri stated succinctly. He went on to fix the others' drinks. Toga pouted as she looked at her cup of milk.

"...hey." Sunny said. "Wanna see a cool party trick?"

"Eh?" Toga asked, as Sunny picked up the drink. A small glyph formed around her fingers. Like a chemical reaction, the milk suddenly turned into some sort of red wine.

"Screaming Eagle Cabernet Sauvignon." Sunny said, handing it back to Toga. "Wine expert Robert Parker gave it a near-perfect score of 99. A classy lady like you deserves it."

Toga grinned. "I think you and I are gonna be besties."

"Sure." Sunny said, looking away.

Morning came. And that one drink promise turned into a ten drink party. When Shigaraki came out of his room the next morning, he was annoyed to find the guests still there. Items and bodies were strewn about everywhere- Nyancy Chan was clutching her empty wallet, and was showing off a LONG roll of photos involving her cats (all 50 of them!), Sunny was clutching the money she had stolen, Toga was hugging Sunny like she was her best friend, Twice was asleep on the counter, and Dabi was sitting in a booth with an asleep Mercury and awake Cass. Kurogiri was also awake, and was cleaning some of the glasses.

"See...this is why I hide the strong stuff on the top shelf…" Kurogiri sighed. "And behind a few portals."

Tomura looked around. "The hell did they have then?"

"Oh, they had strong drinks. Just not the strongest I have." Kurogiri said.

"Do I want to know?"

"No."

"You missed out on the fun." Cass said sarcastically, shaking someone's hand off her leg.

"You're still here?" Tomura frowned.

"Yeah. Sorry to burst your bubble." Dabi rasped, pushing the sleeping Mercury off of him. "I had to babysit these assholes with Cass."

"Can't hold you alcohol, I presume." Tomura scoffed.

"No- alcohol just makes my quirk get all out of order." Dabi said. "No drinking away the pain for me."

"And he's got some juicy pain, from what he told me." Cass grinned. "I'm reminded of someone dear to me."

Tomura looked around the room- clearly, this camaraderie was the best he was gonna get for now. Annoying as they were, they could serve a wonderful purpose.

Tomura rolled his eyes. "...fine. I'll consider adding you all into the league, if you do a big favor for me."

"Shoot." Cass said, interested.

"There's this annoying group of heroes that are operating a bit too close to our headquarters." Shigaraki said. "They're one of those annoying 'family' teams- you might've seen that smug bastard's face on the news."

"The Quadians…" Dabi frowned. "Yeah. I've seen them. I hate seeing Primo's face all around town."

The Quadians was a family led group of superheroes that had rebranded after both their children graduated from Shiketsu High. There were four members of the Quadians- their father Hiroshi, a doctor who specialized in cryokinetics and went by the aforementioned Doctor Primo. Their mother Miyo, an equally skilled nocturnist known as Umbra Nurse. Their son Syou, a physician known as The Atlas. And their outcast daughter Homura, who was not a doctor but more devoted to being a hero known simply as Fireclaw.

Their headquarters wasn't too far from the bar, only a few streets down. Shigaraki always wondered when the family would wise up and realize how close they were to his base. Three people with multiple doctorates, and yet they were still so dumb.

"If Primo found out we were here, he'd have us all thrown in Tartarus. And that doesn't exactly sound comfy to me right now." Shigaraki scowled.

"And you want all 10 of us to prove our worth by taking down some annoying pros. Because you can't be bothered." Dabi said, a deadpan expression on his face.

"Yes, because you are henchmen. You do the stuff I can't care about." Shigaraki said. "So wake everyone up and figure out a plan."

"Alright." Cass said, reaching over to grab Mercury's head. She slammed it into the table, causing him to wake up cursing. The impact and the cursing caused everyone to shoot awake.

"FUCK! THE HELL WHAT THAT FOR!?" Mercury yelled, rubbing his nose.

"Waking you up. That seemed like the best way to get everyone else up." Cass shrugged.

"What a totally reasonable thing to do." Twice said. "SHE'S FREAKIN' INSANE!"

Shigaraki groaned. He was totally expecting all of them to fail.

Spinner was oddly knowledgeable in the field of heroes. "I was a bit of a shut-in before Stain, so I spent my formative years just watching random things about heroes and villains."

"Whatever. What does this have to do with the Quadians?" Dabi asked.

"I've seen the video detailing their base's security." Spinner grinned. "Top Tech Now did an exposė on it."

"Great. You watched one video and think you're a pro." Sunny scoffed.

"At the very least, listen to me." Spinner sighed. "I didn't come here to be disrespected."

"Yeah, listen to the guy." Twice said. "He could provide a very basic schematic of what we need to do."

"He gets it. Anyways…" Spinner said. "Their base is a hospital they bought after transfering all the current patients to a better one. Run by their charity or whatever."

"One hundred percent chance they get all the profits from it." Cass said.

"There's multiple floors, and each room has been repurposed, and they've got multiple sidekicks everywhere. The best chance we have at sneaking in is from their personal quarters, located on the first floor." Spinner said. "We just need someone to take care of the alarm system."

"Or…we could slip in undetected in another way."

Spinner looked at Mr. Compress, who was doing some sort of card trick. "What did you say?"

"Do you know the magic of 'misdirection', Shuichi Iguchi?"

Spinner turned pale. "H-how did you know my name?"

"I'll never tell." Mr. Compress said, smiling under his mask. "Eyes up here, folks."

Mr. Compress held up his deck of cards in his palm. He put his other palm on top of it, and in an instant, they vanished.

"Woah!" Twice said. "That was pretty lame."

"Ah. It is a pretty basic trick." Mr. Compress said.

"Check his arms and sleeves!" Toga insisted. "Magicians always hide tricks there."

Mr. Compress rolled up his sleeves, and removed his hat. "Just to show you folks its not there."

"Get on with it." Dabi said. "I saw better tricks at a six year old's birthday party."

"Why don't you check your jacket pocket?" Mr. Compress said. "You'll find you answer."

Dabi raised an annoyed eyebrow, but decided to amuse the magician. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out…

"Is that a marble?" Tyrian scoffed. "Did you just slip that into his back pocket last night?"

"No…I was awake all night. He wasn't even close to me." Dabi said, holding the marble in his fingers.

"Now clutch the marble." Mr. Compress said. Dabi did so…and Mr. Compress snapped his fingers. Dabi opened his hand- a bunch of crumpled up cards fell to the ground.

"Nice quirk." Mercury frowned.

Mr. Compress. Quirk: Compress. Mr. Compress can shrink down anything inside a spherical area into a small marble without actually damaging it. To activate his Quirk, he first needs to touch the target with his hand.

"My quirk can easily store all of you in marbles. I can sneak you all in my pocket." Mr. Compress explained.

"Hm. Misdirection isn't a bad idea." Spinner said.

"That's stupid, though. I get you're trying to commit to the bit, but that's just lame." Sunny said.

"I mean…I have a way we can add onto our misdirection." Twice said.

"Yeah? And what can you do?" Dabi said.

"I can clone people."

Eyebrows went up.

"...wait, seriously!? You can clone people?" Nyancy said. "Why can't we just make an army and overwhelm the Quadians?"

"My quirk has limits, y'know!" Twice said, shaking his fist. "Anyways, my invincible and totally unbeatable quirk, Double, lets me make a clone of two people."

"Just two people? From what Giran said last night, it sounded like you could take over the country if you wanted." Cass said. "Dunno how you'd do that with two people."

"I had a thing happen, but trust me! Mr. Compress can shrink two clones down, sneak in, let those clones distract the guards, and then we can bust in and take the family out!"

"That's...actually not a bad plan," Cass admitted, "Though, there is one drawback I can think of. These clones you make, same powers and skills as the originals?"

"Yeah, but they're much weaker. Less durable too. Let's say Jack the Ripper over there," Twice jabbed his thumb over at Tyrian.

"Tyrian, you disrespect-" the madman began.

"Right, right, Tyrian Lannister," Twice interrupted, "Let's say he can take...ehhhh six hits before going down. If I cloned him, which I feel would be verydangerous for me so please have anti-venom on standby for me, that second stingy-slasher would only be able to take two hits before collapsing into a puddle."

"I don't think I'd be useful for cloning," Cass said. "My power is great...but it requires getting hit."

"I'll be good for cloning, though." Mercury smirked. "More me's means this job gets done faster."

"Aside from...uh...I'll get better with names later-" Twice began.

"Cass."

"Right, right, Cassie Lang. Aside from her, anyone else got an excuse not to be cloned for a combat thing?"

"I'd just like to not be cloned out of principal." Sunny said.

"Understandable. That's such a lame excuse," Twice said.

"...he keeps doing that...I thought Tyrian was the most unhinged guy we'd meet," Mercury whispered to Cass.

"Is your head screwed on okay, dude?" Dabi asked.

"Yeah! No! My head's on great! TAKE ME TO A THERAPIST!" Twice yelled.

"…we're gonna get caught immediately." Toga groaned.

"So! Question! How can we fit my babies into this?" Nyancy said.

"...what?" Spinner asked, "I don't even think you ever said your power anyway. Did she?"

"Uhhh...don't think so!" Toga said.

"I control cats!" The woman grinned. "I can like talk to them, make them do stuff…it's fun!"

"And you're evil because?" Dabi asked.

"They tell me they want to do crime." Nyancy said.

"...I've hit rock bottom with this...haven't I?" Tyrian growled.

"Yeah, yeah, things were better under her, monsters were the way to go, more of your zealot rhetoric," Mercury countered.

"Can we just do the job now? I think I hate talking with you guys." Dabi huffed, standing up. "This isn't what Stain would be doing...he'd be hunting, weeding out the fakers in hero society..."

"But then again...Stain's plan never really changed. He always attacked the Pros on their patrol routes," Toga said, "No offense to Stainy, but he never really did go and hit their homes."

"Yeah? Well, sometimes just simple 'thumb twiddling' and discussion ain't gonna cut it. No offense, but I'm someone who prefers to see and do stuff for myself. I feel like I'm literally rotting away in here." Dabi scoffed.

"You kinda are, man." Spinner said, looking him up and down.

"Look- Stain's philosophy or not, we need to take down that hero. He's got an incredibly versatile quirk. If he raids US first, he can take us all down with prep time." Dabi frowned.

"Actually...I agree with the stitched pyromaniac," Tyrian said, hopping up from his seat, "Schematics and blueprints can only get you so far. After all, the last time we relied on something like that alone, we lost-"

"Finish that sentence and I will cook you from the inside OUT!" Cass yelled, drawing the attention of practically everyone. Even Kurogiri turned and froze in surprise at the sudden outburst.

"Damn. You hit a nerve." Dabi smirked. "Yeesh."

"Let's just wing it at this point," Cass said, standing up. "Wait until tonight, and go crazy against that damn family of supers. Okay? Okay."

Cass stormed off, clearly upset by Tyrian's words. He just smirked like he had done nothing wrong.

"You just had to mention it, didn't you?" Mercury groaned.

"...she's not here anymore, soooo how about you give us the spark notes version?" Toga asked, ready to hear the juicy traumatic backstory Cass was so obviously carrying.

"Cass lost something important to her to Ruby Rose." Mercury said. "And she's hated her ever since. Do you think she LIKED having to scrap by to survive? She's still wanted in multiple countries for the crimes she did with Salem."

"A bit of a trope when it comes to backstories," Mr. Compress chimed in, "but tropes aren't, by definition, bad. In fact, they can be quite useful." Kurogiri couldn't help but overhear that. It was almost like Compress was giving him advice. No...this advice wasn't for him.

It was for Shigaraki.

"The hell does that mean? I was never the greatest in my lit classes." Toga said.

"You're probably illiterate," Sunny said, rolling her eyes.

"Are not!" Toga pouted.

"It wasn't intended for you, anyway, so...let's just move on," Compress said like nothing happened. Kurogiri, on the other hand, finished cleaning the glass he was working on, before setting it down with a little clink.