Chapter 3: The USJ
The attack would be tomorrow. All Might would be there to teach a class, and then they would strike.
Izuku disliked certain aspects of the plan. Like the merciless slaughter of children. He understood doing anything to accomplish your goals, but killing children is where he drew the line.
"Still.." he smirked. "It'll be a good chance to see what my future puppets can do."
He strode down the hall, closing his door behind him, exhausted from the day's training. He showered and changed into cleaner clothes, then sat at his desk, selecting one of his many notebooks.
"I'm on hero duty, which means incapacitating one of the teachers there. I won't be facing All Might, I managed to talk myself out of that risk." Izuku mumbled as he wrote.
He spent a few hours planning, strategizing and contemplating his future endeavours. His notebooks were all written in a special code that he changed with every new entry, to be sure that Shigaraki and All for One never find out about his true intentions.
"Hey Overhaul." A voice called him through the door. "We're going over everything one last time, come to the bar."
"Coming!" He said.
He left the room, leaving his notes on the desk. The newest entry was simple.
"Take the League."
The next day
Kurogiri opened his portals and the villains stepped through. Izuku looked around, noticing the shocked students across the courtyard.
*Eraserhead and Thirteen.. but no All Might...*
Izuku sighed, adjusting his suit while Kurogiri cut off the student's escape. Once Kurogiri warped most of them away, Izuku headed to a zone at random. He chose the Ruins zone.
Izuku soon came across a certain building with many consecutive explosions echoing from within. He grinned maliciously as he stepped inside, climbing the stairs. He rounded a corner and was faced with the backs of two students. A spiky redhead, and...
" k a a a c c h a a n . . . "
Both boys spun to face him, one with a determined frown, the other with an expression of many emotions.
Shock. Sadness. Fear. Guilt. Despair. Izuku giggled. He laughed. Then he cackled, his expression turning mirthful, a wide smile across his face. The picture was only ruined by his dark eyes. Once bright, they had darkened to a dull, swampy green, brows crinkled in hate, the only shine in his pupils a glint of anger.
Katsuki was almost crying. The redhead looked confused. He'd obviously never seen the amazing Katsuki Bakugo like this! Izuku smiled.
"How are you doing, 'hero' scumbag?" He asked. To his joy, Katsuki lowered his head.
"W-whats going on?" The redhead asked. "You guys know eachother?"
"I asked you a question shitrag." Izuku snarled at the blonde.
"I'm fine." He answered quietly.
Izuku's smile returned. "Really? Even after you find I didn't take your advice after all?"
Katsuki flinched, but said nothing.
"Hey man, leave him alone!" The redhead stepped between the two, in a futile attempt to shield Bakugo.
"This has nothing to do with you spike boy. Back-" he touched the wall "-away!" A slab of concrete pushed the boy across the room.
Izuku turned back to the blonde.
"Come on Kacchan, tell me, what was it like thinking you caused my death? Were you happy? Estatic? Were you proud of yourself?"
As he shouted the last part, he grabbed Katsuki's arms, blowing them into nothing, their remains splattering across the floor. The boy screamed, falling back to sit on the floor.
The redhead struggled to reach his friend, his hardening doing nothing against his concrete bonds.
" ..I was ashamed.. of what I'd done.." he nearly whispered.
Izuku just scoffed, repairing Katsuki's arms in a much more painful way than necessary.
As he walked away from the broken boy, he told him one last thing.
"It's not Deku, or Izuku Midoriya anymore. I'm Overhaul now. I'm going to make the world a better place, and save it from people like you."
He kept to the sidelines, Thirteen was down, and Eraser was being dealt with by Shigaraki himself. He didn't need to interfere.
"Maybe if we kill some kids.. All Might will turn up!" Shigaraki stated.
Izuku rolled his eyes.
"It dosent work like that. If you kill the students, how would All Might know to come? Is he gonna feel it like a paternal instinct?" Izuku asked.
Shigaraki glared at him, while the students from the flood zone looked relieved. A frog looking girl, an astronaut and a.. midget grape?
"I just feel like killing some worthless NPCs." Shigaraki replied, before lunging for the frog girl.
Eraserhead activated his quirk, which greatly impressed Izuku. Even after that beating from the Nomu he saves his class?
A flash of movement catches Izuku's eye. The astronaut girl leapt out of the water at Shigaraki.
"SMASH!" she yelled, kicking up a dust storm, obscuring her target.
*Smash? Interesting.*
"Smash?" Shigaraki said. "Are you a follower of All Might's?"
The girl's arm was grabbed by the Nomu now before her. Shigaraki reached for the frog girl once again. Izuku went to check if the hero Eraserhead was alive.
"FEAR NOT. I AM HERE." A voice boomed.
Shigaraki and the Nomu froze, Aizawa let out a weak chuckle, and one of the students cheered.
Izuku returned to his position, and watched as All Might saved the three students and Aizawa, returning them to the group.
All Might strode forwards, towards Shigaraki and the Nomu.
A few minutes later and the Nomu was flying away through the roof.
*Hmm..* Izuku thought. *This power..*
Shigaraki and Kurogiri charged All Might, but stopped when the brunette from earlier leapt at them.
"Get away from All Might!" She screamed.
Shigaraki reached for her face, but was shot through each limb. Noting the bullets, Izuku created a wall between himself and the doorway, just in time to hear "CRACK CRACK CRACK!" As the bullets thudded into the concrete.
As All Might stood and the girl lay on the floor, Izuku retreated through Kurogiri's warp gate to the bar.
The last thing he saw of the USJ was the girl's brown eyes staring back at him.
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