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A high pitched scream escaped the woman before you as she watched her lab partner sag in his chains, unconscious. "Why are you scared? I've told you what would happen if you didn't let me go~" You giggled, bringing the knife up slowly.

"I'm telling you, I don't know what you're talking about!" She sobbed, hanging her head low. You laughed, looking down on her with sadistic glee.

"Aw, but how hard could it be to not understand that I don't want to be a part of your project?" You pouted, lifting her chin up to face you. "Listen, I'm sorry! Let me go please! Don't kill me!" She wailed again, making you grimace. "Will you shut up?! I wasn't going to kill you in the first place!" She quieted down, sniffling softly.

"All you have to do now is just tell me how to unlock this stupid neck band thing. You do that, you and Mr. Brave-ass over here are free to go." She looks away and sighs, and for a moment you think you'll have to torture her some more. Then she evidently decides her and her partner's lives are more important than loyalty to her boss.

"I once worked undercover at the company where those were made. There is a chip in them that can deactivate them by a voice code." You debate on whether or not to trust her, and decide any risky chance at freedom is one you'll take.

"The code is..." You lean forward to her her whisper, then return to your previous position and nod. You repeat the code out loud, hearing the rapid succession of beeps signalling the shut-down of the device. You smirk at the woman, reaching back to pull off the band that has kept you docile for so long. Feeling the tell-tale flow of the power of your Quirk return, you laugh.

"With that, you and your partner are free." You say, undoing the locks holding them in place. She falls onto the ground, not expecting you to truly release them. "Your car is outside, yes~? I'll get him, you go on and unlock it. We'll be down in a minute~!" The other villain nods and starts off, relieved.

"Oh, and one more thing: Tell anyone whatsoever about this, and I will personally hunt you down. Got it~?" She gulps and lets out a small "Yes" before scurrying off. Using your Quirk, you get the other villain down the stairway and to the car, getting him in. "Go on and leave, but remember what I said." She nods, driving off quickly.

You stay behind, to make sure she's gone, and when she is, you smirk.You run off to an alleyway, going back to the place you called home before you were taken in. Running in, you laugh. The crazy, chilling laugh that you were famous for, almost as much as your actual villainous works. Calming down, you fling your arms wide and grin, looking up.

"Oh, it feels good to be back!"
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You have two choices. Pick one, and choose carefully.

Should you make a mistake,

Choose the wrong path,

Or regret what you have done

 

 

Ĩ͑̔ͨͬ͊͋̽͐̍̃͆ͤ͒̃͜͏̵̣̯̠̳̤̻͍̼̗̟͚͚̙̯͙T͔̜̲͉̖̣͉̥̫̳͚͕͔͕͎̳͆̑̀ͥ̊͌͡ ̦̥̳͉͓͙̯̟̙̼͇̱̩̘̻ͯ̎ͨ̀̈́̑͋ͨ͗ͩ̈ͦͩ͢͞͠W̵̲̭̯͒͆͗̑̌̐̎̄̒ͭ͟Ī̡̛̋̊̆̃ͣͪͫ̔̏ͦͫ̊̐ͬ̍ͯ̀̚͠͏̬̬̦̦̥̬͈̘͙̭͚̟͓̲̯̫̣̖͟L̡̧̛̯͓̼͚̱͕̣̤̣̠̦ͭ̿ͩ̊́̋̚͘L̷͓͙͕̳̯̻̬̹͔͕̩̿ͥ̄̐̀̕͞ ̵̨̛̖͔̥̣̹̬̱̾̓̒̂̋͌̆͆͊͌̆̕B͂̊̿́͐̈҉̷҉̰̬̙͔͇̳E̎͐͗ͩ̔ͭ̇̍͊̈̆̿ͪͥ̾̓̚̕҉̶̛͏̱̹͔̠̭̙̳̺͈ ̧̨̝͖͓͎̯͔̟͈̲͚͓̰̙̹̣ͨͩ̐͂̒̈̓ͧ̑̄ͣ͒̅ͮͨ̃͗͐̂͘͞ͅT̛̩͕͈̼͔̼͖̱̺̥̲̼ͭ͋̂̈̎Ǫ̴̻͇̻͈͚̑̏̇͌ͩ̉ͥ͊͑Ǫ̵̧ͦ̊͌̄ͯ͗͆ͪ̈́͆̆͆̍̃̊̚͞҉̤̜̞̬̦̣͕̠̖̙͓̪͉ͅ ̷̧͗ͤͯ̎͌͐͒̈̾̍̃ͦ̂̍͑́̑͛͠͏̢̬͙̬͙͖̩̪̤̮͇̰̭̼L̡̜͙͙͙̘̞̺̰̯̳͚ͬͥ̏ͣͥ̐ͫ̂̃͂͝À̵̛̞͈͕̤̳̻̖̝̺̰̪̪̠̦̈̊͂ͬ̓̉̐͛̽͂ͧͮ̀͝T̴͎̝̯̹̦̼͈̺̹̥̼͕ͪ̇̾ͩ̈̾ͤ̊̌̔̉͊͒̅́ͦͦ͌̕Ĕ̛̮͍̲͚͚̱̤͉͓̳͉̼̌ͥ̉͟ ̿̈́ͭͬ̊̑̍̽̍ͥ̔͂ͤ͋̚҉̹̖̪͈̺̠͍̬̻̞̺̪͚̣̪̹̗̗̪͜Ṯ̶̶͚̘͔͓̖͕̠̮̝̣ͤ̔̃̑̓̈́̆̄͘O̷̯͖̟͓̣̍ͤ͗ͤ̐̂ͦͨͯ͘ͅ ̶̬̤̜̼͍̮̰̝̺̮̦̫ͬ͛͊ͥ͋̽̚̚͠C̷̝͖̮̬̞͎̭̟̭̠̱̠̾́̄̽̈́͒͘H̡͎̬͔̠͖̟̲͚̫̻̲ͥ̋ͯͫ̍̀ͥͬ͜͡͡͠ͅA̵̓̇̈̍̃̌̔̂̆ͫ̎̏̉̚͡͏̝͍̩͉̹̙̝̜͖͓̰̦̱N͂̒̃̍͒ͪ̿̐̉̒̿̅̃̚̕̕҉̩̮͉̟̳͇G̜̟̝̺̼̼͚̥ͩ͆̔́͛̽ͧ͒͛́͞E̦̳̩̩͔̝̲͎̪͓̞͓̘̟͖̓͋͆͂̓̃ͧ̋̌ͩ͂ͫͨͤ̚̚

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Okay, I did my research here. "Oklahoma Smash" is an actual All Might move. It's a spinning move where he can launch villains close to him with the wind force from the movement.


"Stop! Thief! Get back here!"

You heard the shouts of the store owner as you darted over the boxes in the back alley, running to your hideaway. You laughed, making sure you didn't drop your precious cargo. You continued running, even as the man teleported closer and closer to you. He finally was able to appear in front of you, making you stop.

"I've got you now, girly!" He said, stretching his arms out to catch you. You smirked at him, and looked him in the eye.

"But do you?"

With that, you take a few steps back as if you're planning on jumping over him. He moved accordingly, and your smirk morphed into a chilling grin. Running forward with a spin, you lightly tapped the man and activated your Quirk. His eyes went wide as you moved behind him, trying to teleport and finding he couldn't move himself whatsoever. "What did you do to me, bitch?!" You giggled lightly. "Oh, nothing! Just activated my Quirk is all!"

You used your power and sent the man back to his shop, deactivating your powers once you deemed it safe.  You checked to make sure your items were unharmed, then continued your trip home, this time at a more leisurely pace.

        Eins...

                                   Zwei...

                                                                  Drei...

Humming a tune, you placed your new "groceries" in their respective pantries. "Huh, today was a good day! I need to see if I can find something that will give me some excitement, though. Life's getting kind of boring without some fun, hm?" You say, a sadistic grin creeping onto your face. You think back on everything new in the city, then decide it's high time you try something insane.

Like fighting a hero. And maybe winning.

        Eins...

                                    Zwei...

                                                                   Drei...

Standing atop the building, you watch as the people you're using your quirk on go and rob stores, start fights, and make a big ruckus, really. "I...AM HERE!" You turn with a grin as you hear the familiar catchphrase of the number one hero, All Might. "Well, look who finally showed up!" You say, stepping down from the ledge at the edge of the building.

"I have not seen you before! Could you be a new villain?" He says, taking a few steps closer to you.

"No, I'm a great hero. Of course I'm a villain! I'm not using my Quirk like this for nothing!" You deadpan. He grimaces, looking away. "I'd hate to fight one so young like this. Why didn't you-" You roll your eyes and wave him off.

"Listen, as great as it would be to control you, I'm literally looking for trouble right now. If you're not going to fight me, then send in another hero who will." You smirk, tapping your foot. "Very well, Young Villain! So we fight!" He says, loosening his tie. Your smirk goes back into a crazed grin.

"Finally!" You say, deactivating your Quirk from the people below you. All Might rushes at you, aiming to knock you off the building with a well-timed move. "Oklahoma Smash!"

You jump up, avoiding the wind. Activating your Quirk on a tree next to the building, it grows a few feet, then shrinks to gently place you near the ground. Releasing your Quirk, it returns to its regular height.

By this time, All Might has finished his move, and has discovered your disappearance. Spotting you weaving through a panicked crowd below, he  politely asks everyone to move. After doing so, he has a clear shot at you. Realizing his time is almost up, and he needs to make it to U.A, he gives up on the fight and lets you go, figuring either another hero will stop you or you'll stop on your own.

Watching him leave from behind a corner, you smirk. 'Another fight won!' You think, smugly walking down a back alley for a shortcut. Unfortunately, it was the wrong one, as you run directly into a man seemingly made of purple smoke. He's standing next to a man with a black hoodie, currently disintegrating someone as they scream.

Your footsteps alert them of your presence, making them turn to you.

"Fucking shit."

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"Fucking shit."

Your swear escapes your mouth before you can stop it, with the hooded villain taking a step towards you.

"Well, what do we have here?" You hear his slightly raspy voice call to you. "Are you some little hero sidekick that got lost?" He jests, making you growl.

"Bitch please, if I were really a hero sidekick, you'd be apprehended before you got that first sentence out." You say, scoffing.

"Someone's mighty full of themselves. How about I knock you down a peg? And by that I mean disintegrating your legs!" He shouts, running towards you.

You can tell by looking at his figure that he isn't one to run often, so you think his stamina might be your ticket out of this.

What you didn't plan on, however, was his friend being someone with a Warp Gate Quirk. Meaning you also didn't think he'd warp you three back to whatever hellhole of a hideout they came from.

With being said, you were caught off guard by the tag team action, and were caught in the midst of teleporting with the two without a way to activate your Quick on either of the two. The smoke soon filled your lungs, and despite you best attempts, you fall unconscious.

Eins...

Zwei...

Drei...

You wake up on a strange couch in an awkward sitting position with a pain in your neck.

"Oi, fuckface! She's up!" You hear a new male voice shout, with yet another voice, this time female pipe in.

"Oh, she is? I can't wait to play with her~!"

You look around for the source, finding to very odd looking people, presumably two more villains, standing off to your right.

"And just how the fuck are you two, exactly?" You ask, face twisting into a snarl. The guy smirks, deep chuckles forming as he answers.

"I really don't think you're in much of a position to ask anything, doll."

You growl, bringing you hands near you for quickly activating your Quick if need be.

Before you can do anything, however, the girl chimes in.

"Hi! I'm Himiko Toga, but you can call me Toga~! What's your name~?"

"None of your fucking busine-" You're cut off by the arrival of the same black hooded villain you saw before you passed out.

"Oh fuck, not you again." You groan, dropping your head into your hand.

"So I've noticed," the man starts, "That you were able to technically win in a fight against All Might. How?! He's supposed to be unbeatable!" He says, beginning to scratch at his neck.

"Okay, listen. As much as I dislike you right now, that's not really healthy." You say getting up and pulling his hands away from the raw patches beginning to form on his skin.

"Tell you what," You begin, "I'll tell you part of my secret if you'll sit down and let me wrap that up for you. That, and tell me your name."

He debates for a second, the small part of his eyes that you can see showing his disbelief. Then he speaks.

"My name is Shigaraki Tomura."

Eins...

Zwei...

Drei...

"You know, I really didn't expect that." You chuckle as you sit in front of the man now known as Tomura.He sighs. "I needed information on how to kill All Might."

You stop your movement, turning back to look him in in the eyes-er, hand. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! What do you mean, 'kill All Might'?" You exclaim, wide-eyed.

"It's the only way to get the perfect world!" He snarls at you making you frown "I get that it might be difficult to get whatever it is that you want, but couldn't you talk it out at least?" You look down, wondering.

"No, there's no other way for it! And why are you so upset? You're a villain too! Besides, you promised information!" He growls at you. You look back up at him, a fierce look on your face.

"And that is a promise I intend to keep. I just was wondering if there was a way around having to kill him. Funny, isn't it? A villain who doesn't want to kill people-well, unless they really deserve it." You say, a wry smile forming.

You finish wrapping the last bandage, then stand up for him to move as well. "And as promised here is your information. To be able to defeat All Might, you need to....have me on your team!" You laugh and run out of the room. Behind you, you can hear the shots of "Wait, what do you mean?!" and "Stop her!" from the villains.

You smirk and jump out of the window, seemingly forgetting you were on the second story of whatever building you were in. Hearing the surprised yells and gasps of shock, you grinned wider. "Sorry, but I've got to run! Heroes to fight, people to torture!"

You touch a tree on the way down, letting a few branches weave to form a net to catch you. Bending the tree, you slide out of the leaf hammock and drop unharmed to the ground. Taking one last glance at the villains, you see Tomura wave off something the Purple Smoke-Machine said, while Psycho-Blondie and Staple Guy just walk off. Yup, those are the best nicknames. You run back to your hideout, all the way thinking of that one villain that was actually kind of hot, come to think of it. Doesn't mean you like them, of course. You just happened to find that one attractive.

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And now the romantic aspect peeks in. I've purposely left out the name of what villain you find attractive at this point, so it could literally be any of them.

And I still haven't actually said what your Quirk is, have I? Well, you'll have to wait and see, but if you want to guess in the comments, then please do!
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You have two choices. Pick one, and choose carefully.

Should you make a mistake,

Choose the wrong path,

Or regret what you have done

 

 

Ĩ͑̔ͨͬ͊͋̽͐̍̃͆ͤ͒̃͜͏̵̣̯̠̳̤̻͍̼̗̟͚͚̙̯͙T͔̜̲͉̖̣͉̥̫̳͚͕͔͕͎̳͆̑̀ͥ̊͌͡ ̦̥̳͉͓͙̯̟̙̼͇̱̩̘̻ͯ̎ͨ̀̈́̑͋ͨ͗ͩ̈ͦͩ͢͞͠W̵̲̭̯͒͆͗̑̌̐̎̄̒ͭ͟Ī̡̛̋̊̆̃ͣͪͫ̔̏ͦͫ̊̐ͬ̍ͯ̀̚͠͏̬̬̦̦̥̬͈̘͙̭͚̟͓̲̯̫̣̖͟L̡̧̛̯͓̼͚̱͕̣̤̣̠̦ͭ̿ͩ̊́̋̚͘L̷͓͙͕̳̯̻̬̹͔͕̩̿ͥ̄̐̀̕͞ ̵̨̛̖͔̥̣̹̬̱̾̓̒̂̋͌̆͆͊͌̆̕B͂̊̿́͐̈҉̷҉̰̬̙͔͇̳E̎͐͗ͩ̔ͭ̇̍͊̈̆̿ͪͥ̾̓̚̕҉̶̛͏̱̹͔̠̭̙̳̺͈ ̧̨̝͖͓͎̯͔̟͈̲͚͓̰̙̹̣ͨͩ̐͂̒̈̓ͧ̑̄ͣ͒̅ͮͨ̃͗͐̂͘͞ͅT̛̩͕͈̼͔̼͖̱̺̥̲̼ͭ͋̂̈̎Ǫ̴̻͇̻͈͚̑̏̇͌ͩ̉ͥ͊͑Ǫ̵̧ͦ̊͌̄ͯ͗͆ͪ̈́͆̆͆̍̃̊̚͞҉̤̜̞̬̦̣͕̠̖̙͓̪͉ͅ ̷̧͗ͤͯ̎͌͐͒̈̾̍̃ͦ̂̍͑́̑͛͠͏̢̬͙̬͙͖̩̪̤̮͇̰̭̼L̡̜͙͙͙̘̞̺̰̯̳͚ͬͥ̏ͣͥ̐ͫ̂̃͂͝À̵̛̞͈͕̤̳̻̖̝̺̰̪̪̠̦̈̊͂ͬ̓̉̐͛̽͂ͧͮ̀͝T̴͎̝̯̹̦̼͈̺̹̥̼͕ͪ̇̾ͩ̈̾ͤ̊̌̔̉͊͒̅́ͦͦ͌̕Ĕ̛̮͍̲͚͚̱̤͉͓̳͉̼̌ͥ̉͟ ̿̈́ͭͬ̊̑̍̽̍ͥ̔͂ͤ͋̚҉̹̖̪͈̺̠͍̬̻̞̺̪͚̣̪̹̗̗̪͜Ṯ̶̶͚̘͔͓̖͕̠̮̝̣ͤ̔̃̑̓̈́̆̄͘O̷̯͖̟͓̣̍ͤ͗ͤ̐̂ͦͨͯ͘ͅ ̶̬̤̜̼͍̮̰̝̺̮̦̫ͬ͛͊ͥ͋̽̚̚͠C̷̝͖̮̬̞͎̭̟̭̠̱̠̾́̄̽̈́͒͘H̡͎̬͔̠͖̟̲͚̫̻̲ͥ̋ͯͫ̍̀ͥͬ͜͡͡͠ͅA̵̓̇̈̍̃̌̔̂̆ͫ̎̏̉̚͡͏̝͍̩͉̹̙̝̜͖͓̰̦̱N͂̒̃̍͒ͪ̿̐̉̒̿̅̃̚̕̕҉̩̮͉̟̳͇G̜̟̝̺̼̼͚̥ͩ͆̔́͛̽ͧ͒͛́͞E̦̳̩̩͔̝̲͎̪͓̞͓̘̟͖̓͋͆͂̓̃ͧ̋̌ͩ͂ͫͨͤ̚̚

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You spend the next week commiting low-key crimes with nothing big, figuring it's been enough excitement for a while. After a while, you find yourself growing bored again.

Fortunately for you, and unfortunately for the city in what you're going to do, there's been a report on the news about some fancy hero school getting its first Quirkless student. Yes, this should make for some very fun activities.

        Eins...

                                    Zwei...

                                                                   Drei...

Walking around the street near the school, you pull your favorite jacket's hood up a little more. Can't have any heros finding you, can we? You continue walking, trying to spot any sign of the "special" student.

An idea strikes you: What if you went back to those villains and decided to be something like a double spy? You could both prevent someone's death, and still retain your reputation as a villain if you find some blackmail. The heroes might appreciate some "anonymous tips" a little more if they knew that their precious school's reputation was at stake if they didn't listen to you.

It's really a shame you weren't paying attention because of your daydream, otherwise you would have seen the hero Eraserhead at the gate walking over to you.

"Excuse me, but this is private property where only authorized people are allowed. I'm afraid you'll have to leave or come with me." He says, rasing an eyebrow at your clothing choice.

Looking up, you go to answer him-only to find him with a look of surprise that quickly faded into suspicion and anger. "So you're that villain girl All Might fought the other day. You'll need to come with me." He says, hair beginning to float and his hand grabbing you by the wrist. Too bad he's erased your quirk, otherwise you could tag him and run.

Looks like you'll be meeting a few heroes.

        Eins...

                                    Zwei...

                                                                   Drei...

The next thing you know, you're in a room surrounded by heroes and couple of heroines, as well as U.A's principal, Nedzu. The only reason that this is the next thing you know is because you tuned out everything up until this point.

"Ah, so you're the girl that Toshinori came in talking about last week!" The little bear-mouse man says. You look up at him, a bored look on your face. "Yeah, I guess so. Any other obvious remarks you'd care to make?" You scoff, rolling your eyes.

Eraserhead look down on you with a frown. "You're really not in a position to act that way right now." You laugh, rasing a hand to gesture. "Well, you're not in a position to pretend you have power over me. What's to stop me from using my Quirk on any of you?" Eraserhead's hair begins to float up along with the bandages, having erased your Quirk. The principal steps in, trying to placate the both of you.

"Now, now, I have a proposition for you!" He says, ever-present smile looking almost smug as he prepares to speak. You glare down at him from the couch, somehow holding in your sarcasm with a glare from the heroes next to you.

"How about you join U.A?"

The room erupts into chaos, loud yells and protests filling the air. And surprisingly, most of them aren't yours. "Now, everyone, think of what could come of this!" The little white animal says. "You mean utter destruction and chaos?" Eraserhead asks. Funny enough, he's turning out to be your favorite hero, because he's willing to sass you. Huh.

"No, I mean what if she were to become a hero?" At this, you hang your head, giggling softly. The volume increases slowly, until you've thrown your head back and burst out in the insane laughter other villains fear you for. "What?! You really think that I'd be a hero?! You're crazier than you look! At the best, I'd be an anti-hero! Why are you even trying?!" The room's occupants look at you with a mixture of fear and apprehension, not knowing what to make of your current antics.

The principal continues smiling, although dropping the ever so slight smug look he had to it. "Well, it's either you come to U.A. as a student, and at the very least graduate from this year of school, or you will go to jail, with a full-sentence ruling for your crimes and no hope of a pardon." You look towards him again, your laughter quieting itself and your eyes going wide. "What?! That's not fucking fair!" You snarl, leaning forwards as if to pounce.

"Well, we are at least giving you a choice. Be grateful." Eraserhead says, arm moving to push you back into the seat. "Yes, but that choice is like asking whether I want to die by penalty or die by neglect! There's no real choice!" You yell, turning to him with a dark look. "Too bad." He says, arms crossed and a narrowing his eye in what you know to be a 'try-it-and-you're-dead' look. You let out a cross between a growl and a yell of anger, baring your teeth. "Well, you have your choice!" The principal states, still smiling even though you feel like screaming and ripping everything around you into nothing.

"Fine! Fucking fine! I'll join your fucking program! J̸̜͕̐̍̋U̴̡̡̽̓͘S̶͖̈́T̶̖̠̠̓ ̴̗́̉̓L̷͉̿Ȅ̶̝A̸̝̻̤̿́̒V̵͉̣͐̅Ē̴͕ ̸̠̀̌̔ͅM̴̨̦ͅḚ̸̟͎̂ ̵͎͆T̴̛̞̬̄H̸̼͔͐Ĕ̸̢̲̓͑ ̵̧̠̮̓͘̕F̴̫̑Ụ̴̢͛̎̅C̶̢̺͛̑͘Ḳ̸͛͊ ̴̫̦̃̽̆A̴̡̺͈͌̔L̶͚͉̿̂͝ͅO̶͎̒͠N̷̹͈̈͝ͅÊ̶͈͔͓̈!̴̨͙̈͒You scream, making everyone flinch at your outburst. All Might happens to look over at you afterwards, and sees your in a state of near panic, eyes wide and scanning the room rapidly. You begin to wobble slightly, which turns into you swaying and falling and All Might racing to catch you before you hit the ground. When he does, what surprises him is how you look, similar to a small child experiencing a nightmare. You're pale and trembling, curling in on yourself in a fitful sleep-like state brought on by you suddenly fainting. You'll probably hate him more later for this, he thinks, as he carries you to the infirmary with the rest of the heroes in the room close behind.

Waking up in a strange hospital room will probably not go over will with you after what just happened.

        Eins...

                                    Zwei...

                                                                   Drei...

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Ooh, I wonder what happened~? What do you think made you faint? Did you get hurt at some point before? A bad experience? Only time will tell~!

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You have two choices. Pick one, and choose carefully.

Should you make a mistake,

Choose the wrong path,

Or regret what you have done

 

 

Ĩ͑̔ͨͬ͊͋̽͐̍̃͆ͤ͒̃͜͏̵̣̯̠̳̤̻͍̼̗̟͚͚̙̯͙T͔̜̲͉̖̣͉̥̫̳͚͕͔͕͎̳͆̑̀ͥ̊͌͡ ̦̥̳͉͓͙̯̟̙̼͇̱̩̘̻ͯ̎ͨ̀̈́̑͋ͨ͗ͩ̈ͦͩ͢͞͠W̵̲̭̯͒͆͗̑̌̐̎̄̒ͭ͟Ī̡̛̋̊̆̃ͣͪͫ̔̏ͦͫ̊̐ͬ̍ͯ̀̚͠͏̬̬̦̦̥̬͈̘͙̭͚̟͓̲̯̫̣̖͟L̡̧̛̯͓̼͚̱͕̣̤̣̠̦ͭ̿ͩ̊́̋̚͘L̷͓͙͕̳̯̻̬̹͔͕̩̿ͥ̄̐̀̕͞ ̵̨̛̖͔̥̣̹̬̱̾̓̒̂̋͌̆͆͊͌̆̕B͂̊̿́͐̈҉̷҉̰̬̙͔͇̳E̎͐͗ͩ̔ͭ̇̍͊̈̆̿ͪͥ̾̓̚̕҉̶̛͏̱̹͔̠̭̙̳̺͈ ̧̨̝͖͓͎̯͔̟͈̲͚͓̰̙̹̣ͨͩ̐͂̒̈̓ͧ̑̄ͣ͒̅ͮͨ̃͗͐̂͘͞ͅT̛̩͕͈̼͔̼͖̱̺̥̲̼ͭ͋̂̈̎Ǫ̴̻͇̻͈͚̑̏̇͌ͩ̉ͥ͊͑Ǫ̵̧ͦ̊͌̄ͯ͗͆ͪ̈́͆̆͆̍̃̊̚͞҉̤̜̞̬̦̣͕̠̖̙͓̪͉ͅ ̷̧͗ͤͯ̎͌͐͒̈̾̍̃ͦ̂̍͑́̑͛͠͏̢̬͙̬͙͖̩̪̤̮͇̰̭̼L̡̜͙͙͙̘̞̺̰̯̳͚ͬͥ̏ͣͥ̐ͫ̂̃͂͝À̵̛̞͈͕̤̳̻̖̝̺̰̪̪̠̦̈̊͂ͬ̓̉̐͛̽͂ͧͮ̀͝T̴͎̝̯̹̦̼͈̺̹̥̼͕ͪ̇̾ͩ̈̾ͤ̊̌̔̉͊͒̅́ͦͦ͌̕Ĕ̛̮͍̲͚͚̱̤͉͓̳͉̼̌ͥ̉͟ ̿̈́ͭͬ̊̑̍̽̍ͥ̔͂ͤ͋̚҉̹̖̪͈̺̠͍̬̻̞̺̪͚̣̪̹̗̗̪͜Ṯ̶̶͚̘͔͓̖͕̠̮̝̣ͤ̔̃̑̓̈́̆̄͘O̷̯͖̟͓̣̍ͤ͗ͤ̐̂ͦͨͯ͘ͅ ̶̬̤̜̼͍̮̰̝̺̮̦̫ͬ͛͊ͥ͋̽̚̚͠C̷̝͖̮̬̞͎̭̟̭̠̱̠̾́̄̽̈́͒͘H̡͎̬͔̠͖̟̲͚̫̻̲ͥ̋ͯͫ̍̀ͥͬ͜͡͡͠ͅA̵̓̇̈̍̃̌̔̂̆ͫ̎̏̉̚͡͏̝͍̩͉̹̙̝̜͖͓̰̦̱N͂̒̃̍͒ͪ̿̐̉̒̿̅̃̚̕̕҉̩̮͉̟̳͇G̜̟̝̺̼̼͚̥ͩ͆̔́͛̽ͧ͒͛́͞E̦̳̩̩͔̝̲͎̪͓̞͓̘̟͖̓͋͆͂̓̃ͧ̋̌ͩ͂ͫͨͤ̚̚

Chapter Text

You wake up at home to the sound of a blaring alarm from your phone, charged and ready for the day. You honestly wish you could say this same for yourself. You barely slept, too anxious about your first day at U.A. Academy and how it will go. You suppose that you really can't put this off, and decide to go on and get up and get ready. "Time to get this over and done with." You say in the mirror, giving your self a quick pep talk as you get ready. Once you're done, you grab some fruit and a cinnamon roll, snatching your bag up on your way out the door.

You get onto the bus that makes its rounds for the school, and look around absentmindedly as it drives to your destination. As you get closer and closer to the school, the scenery begins to change from a warm and cozy suburban area into a more modern state, until you could finally see the school shimmering in the not-so-far distance.

Subconsciously, you smile, thinking about what might happen. When you realize this, you roll your eyes with a smirk as a show of mock annoyance. Even when you were young, you were an optimist. Unfortunately, it carried over as you got older, even into your villainous career. As the bus pulls to a stop near the school's gated entrance, you grab your bag and take a deep breath. You step off and look upwards, trying to spot the rooftop of the great building. You begin walking towards the doors, intent on making your first impression memorable to everyone who doesn't currently know the situation.

        Eins...

                                    Zwei...

                                                                   Drei...

You walked down the school hallways without a real care, looking around for the class you were assigned to. After about five more minutes of trying to find it, you finally reached a classroom labelled with "1-A". Breathing out a sigh of relief, you walked in. You disregarded the stares of the students, instead choosing to make your way to Eraserhead.

"I see you've finally arrived." He says, turning to you. You smirk, replying in a chuckle. "Somehow, I found some....motivation to come today." He just shakes his head and tells you to introduce yourself. You smirk and turn to the astounded students and say your name, forgoing the typical 'request' of "Please take care of me" or "Please be nice". You can take care of yourself. Eraserhead chuckles and points you to an empty seat, right in the front of the classroom. You chuckle again at the irony of how someone preferring the shadows has the most noticeable seat.

You notice the green haired kid from a couple of days ago glancing over every so often. The next time he does, you turn to him as well, faking a smile. He blushes, and you're unsure whether from embarrassment or something else. During the lesson, you feel a heavy glare coming from almost the same direction as the broccoli child, although not entirely the same. You figure it's the blond one who looked like as much of a complete asshole as one person could.

The lesson continued as you supposed it usually did, an occasional remark being heard from various students. At the end, a few students came to you, curious about where you came from, what your Quirk is, and anything else they could find out. The first person to speak was the broccoli child, shyly mumbling an introduction to you.

"H-Hello, I'm Izuku Midoriya. I-It's nice to meet you..." He says, looking away slightly. You decide that he needs either a good let-down, or encouragement, so you go for a mix of the two. "Hey. I already said my name earlier, but it's nice to meet you too." You say, turning towards him. Another student appeared, this time a girl with hair that seemed to float. "Hi! I'm Uraraka!" She says, holding out a hand for you to shake. You take it with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, giving her the same response.

A few more students come up and offer their name. A few you learned were Denki Kaminari, Tenya Iida, and Tsuyu Asui. As one last person was giving their introduction, you were all interrupted by a loud explosion. Everyone including you turned to see the blond boy from before.

"Oi! Listen up, you fuckers! Clear out! I'm gonna fucking fight this new kid!" At this, you laugh. He looks at you with an almost offended glare. If you weren't already laughing, you definitely would have been after that look.

"Listen, Blondie. If you were to really fight me, you wouldn't last past five minutes once I get my hands on you. I doubt you'd even get to fight me anyways, seeing as how this is a hero school."

He immediately begins to rage on you, swearing and yelling insults that would make any normal person cower. You stand up, ready to give him a piece of your mind, but you're interrupted by the broccoli child you now can call Izuku.

"Kacchan, please. She just got here. M-Maybe you could fight her later..." He says, almost afraid of him from what you can see. "SHUT UP YOU SHITTY NERD DEKU!" He roars, setting off more explosions from his hands.

Izuku cowers, and you get the strange urge to stand up for him. Of course, the villain part of your mind says that this is only to get closer to him to figure out more about him, so you go along with it.

"Alright, I don't know know what your problem is, but you need to sit down. You've made everyone at the very least back away, meaning there is at least some fear of you. If you're done, then shut up and go home. Of course, if you really want to fight, then find me tomorrow and try it." You chuckle darkly at the end, not bothered by the looks you get.

"What's so important that you can bother my sleep?" You hear a voice ask, turning to find Eraserhead behind you all. "Oh, Aizawa-sensei, we were just talking with the new student." Uraraka replies. He looks skeptical. "With all this yelling?" He says, raising an eyebrow. "You know how Kacchan is, sensei." Izuku speaks up.

Eraserhead, now known as Aizawa, shakes his head. "Whatever. Just go home and stop bothering me." You decide to listen, and grab your bag to leave. Aizawa decides to make one last announcement.

"Don't forget everyone, the field trip to U.S.J. is in a couple of weeks." He says, making you smirk.

A field trip? Oh this will be fun indeed.


You have two choices. Pick one, and choose carefully.

Should you make a mistake,

Choose the wrong path,

Or regret what you  have done

 

Ĩ͑̔ͨͬ͊͋̽͐̍̃͆ͤ͒̃͜͏̵̣̯̠̳̤̻͍̼̗̟͚͚̙̯͙T͔̜̲͉̖̣͉̥̫̳͚͕͔͕͎̳͆̑̀ͥ̊͌͡ ̦̥̳͉͓͙̯̟̙̼͇̱̩̘̻ͯ̎ͨ̀̈́̑͋ͨ͗ͩ̈ͦͩ͢͞͠W̵̲̭̯͒͆͗̑̌̐̎̄̒ͭ͟Ī̡̛̋̊̆̃ͣͪͫ̔̏ͦͫ̊̐ͬ̍ͯ̀̚͠͏̬̬̦̦̥̬͈̘͙̭͚̟͓̲̯̫̣̖͟L̡̧̛̯͓̼͚̱͕̣̤̣̠̦ͭ̿ͩ̊́̋̚͘L̷͓͙͕̳̯̻̬̹͔͕̩̿ͥ̄̐̀̕͞ ̵̨̛̖͔̥̣̹̬̱̾̓̒̂̋͌̆͆͊͌̆̕B͂̊̿́͐̈҉̷҉̰̬̙͔͇̳E̎͐͗ͩ̔ͭ̇̍͊̈̆̿ͪͥ̾̓̚̕҉̶̛͏̱̹͔̠̭̙̳̺͈ ̧̨̝͖͓͎̯͔̟͈̲͚͓̰̙̹̣ͨͩ̐͂̒̈̓ͧ̑̄ͣ͒̅ͮͨ̃͗͐̂͘͞ͅT̛̩͕͈̼͔̼͖̱̺̥̲̼ͭ͋̂̈̎Ǫ̴̻͇̻͈͚̑̏̇͌ͩ̉ͥ͊͑Ǫ̵̧ͦ̊͌̄ͯ͗͆ͪ̈́͆̆͆̍̃̊̚͞҉̤̜̞̬̦̣͕̠̖̙͓̪͉ͅ ̷̧͗ͤͯ̎͌͐͒̈̾̍̃ͦ̂̍͑́̑͛͠͏̢̬͙̬͙͖̩̪̤̮͇̰̭̼L̡̜͙͙͙̘̞̺̰̯̳͚ͬͥ̏ͣͥ̐ͫ̂̃͂͝À̵̛̞͈͕̤̳̻̖̝̺̰̪̪̠̦̈̊͂ͬ̓̉̐͛̽͂ͧͮ̀͝T̴͎̝̯̹̦̼͈̺̹̥̼͕ͪ̇̾ͩ̈̾ͤ̊̌̔̉͊͒̅́ͦͦ͌̕Ĕ̛̮͍̲͚͚̱̤͉͓̳͉̼̌ͥ̉͟ ̿̈́ͭͬ̊̑̍̽̍ͥ̔͂ͤ͋̚҉̹̖̪͈̺̠͍̬̻̞̺̪͚̣̪̹̗̗̪͜Ṯ̶̶͚̘͔͓̖͕̠̮̝̣ͤ̔̃̑̓̈́̆̄͘O̷̯͖̟͓̣̍ͤ͗ͤ̐̂ͦͨͯ͘ͅ ̶̬̤̜̼͍̮̰̝̺̮̦̫ͬ͛͊ͥ͋̽̚̚͠C̷̝͖̮̬̞͎̭̟̭̠̱̠̾́̄̽̈́͒͘H̡͎̬͔̠͖̟̲͚̫̻̲ͥ̋ͯͫ̍̀ͥͬ͜͡͡͠ͅA̵̓̇̈̍̃̌̔̂̆ͫ̎̏̉̚͡͏̝͍̩͉̹̙̝̜͖͓̰̦̱N͂̒̃̍͒ͪ̿̐̉̒̿̅̃̚̕̕҉̩̮͉̟̳͇G̜̟̝̺̼̼͚̥ͩ͆̔́͛̽ͧ͒͛́͞E̦̳̩̩͔̝̲͎̪͓̞͓̘̟͖̓͋͆͂̓̃ͧ̋̌ͩ͂ͫͨͤ̚̚

Chapter Text

This will be split into two chapters, the next holding the fight scene.


You woke up that morning feeling and impending sense of dread and adrenaline. For some reason, you felt like it was going to be both the worst and best day ever. You shrugged and got up as normal, mentally preparing yourself for the field trip to U.S.J. today.

As usual, you got to U.A. and went to class, silently wishing the bad feeling in your gut would go away. Unfortunately, it was the kind of feeling where it won't go away until you know what causes it. Too bad.

Aizawa rounded up all the students to go on the field trip, getting everyone onto the bus and seated so they could actually move on with this. Everything went well until Tsuyu decided to start talking about who would make the best hero, and unfortunately this included dissing Bakugo for his temper issues.

You really didn't need your eardrums anyways.

There's really nothing left but to relax until you get to the building, so you sit back and try to think of new ways to fight and commit crimes. Let's just hope that bad feeling in your gut isn't right after all.

      Eins...

                                    Zwei...

                                                                   Drei...

The bus pulls up and parks so that all of you can get out. The doors are open, and inside you can just barely see someone dressed in white. It's probably the hero who's helping out. For now, you ignore them.

Everyone begins to chat as they walk into the building, but all conversation stops as you all stop and look around the area. There are specific areas designed for one thing in mind for weather, and there are various situations that a hero might come across. As you walk into the building to hear the instructions, you notice the person in white from earlier. It seems like they're wearing a space suit, for whatever reason. You're assuming that's their hero outfit.

As they explain the exercise today, you zone out and examine as much of the area as you can at the moment. For research, obviously. It's totally not to figure out strategies for fighting in these kinds of situations.

As their speech continues, you notice a dark spot in the corner of your eye. You rub at your eyes, thinking they were momentarily not working right. When the dark blot not only stays, but grows larger, you immediately know something is up.

"Everyone back up! There are villains!" You yell, catching the teachers' attention. Why warn them, you ask? You're not about to let the heroes have all the fun fighting them, that's why.

The class starts up in nervous chatter and fighting stances, faces covered with the fear only visible in a fight of young good versus old evil. The boy you remember as Midoriya looks aptly terrified. Others around you have expressions ranging from absolute horror (Mineta), to murderous glee (Bakugou).

"Where is the Symbol of Peace, All Might?" A vaguely raspy voice calls. Wait, shit. You know that voice. The voice belonged to the only other villain you had ever met, excluding that of the legions in BLACK☣UT.

"Goddamn it." You sigh, hanging your head in the hopes he won't see your face. Thank fuck, he glances right over you onto another student. You huff quietly, then begin to form a plan of attack. Unfortunately, you are once again interrupted by the warp gate man you heard was referred to as Kurogiri.

All students are warped away by the mist, with you being warped to the fire zone. There's not a lot of people to use your Quirk on, so you're pretty much useless. Or so they think.


You have two choices. Pick one, and choose carefully.

Should you make a mistake,

Choose the wrong path,

Or regret what you  have done

 

Ĩ͑̔ͨͬ͊͋̽͐̍̃͆ͤ͒̃͜͏̵̣̯̠̳̤̻͍̼̗̟͚͚̙̯͙T͔̜̲͉̖̣͉̥̫̳͚͕͔͕͎̳͆̑̀ͥ̊͌͡ ̦̥̳͉͓͙̯̟̙̼͇̱̩̘̻ͯ̎ͨ̀̈́̑͋ͨ͗ͩ̈ͦͩ͢͞͠W̵̲̭̯͒͆͗̑̌̐̎̄̒ͭ͟Ī̡̛̋̊̆̃ͣͪͫ̔̏ͦͫ̊̐ͬ̍ͯ̀̚͠͏̬̬̦̦̥̬͈̘͙̭͚̟͓̲̯̫̣̖͟L̡̧̛̯͓̼͚̱͕̣̤̣̠̦ͭ̿ͩ̊́̋̚͘L̷͓͙͕̳̯̻̬̹͔͕̩̿ͥ̄̐̀̕͞ ̵̨̛̖͔̥̣̹̬̱̾̓̒̂̋͌̆͆͊͌̆̕B͂̊̿́͐̈҉̷҉̰̬̙͔͇̳E̎͐͗ͩ̔ͭ̇̍͊̈̆̿ͪͥ̾̓̚̕҉̶̛͏̱̹͔̠̭̙̳̺͈ ̧̨̝͖͓͎̯͔̟͈̲͚͓̰̙̹̣ͨͩ̐͂̒̈̓ͧ̑̄ͣ͒̅ͮͨ̃͗͐̂͘͞ͅT̛̩͕͈̼͔̼͖̱̺̥̲̼ͭ͋̂̈̎Ǫ̴̻͇̻͈͚̑̏̇͌ͩ̉ͥ͊͑Ǫ̵̧ͦ̊͌̄ͯ͗͆ͪ̈́͆̆͆̍̃̊̚͞҉̤̜̞̬̦̣͕̠̖̙͓̪͉ͅ ̷̧͗ͤͯ̎͌͐͒̈̾̍̃ͦ̂̍͑́̑͛͠͏̢̬͙̬͙͖̩̪̤̮͇̰̭̼L̡̜͙͙͙̘̞̺̰̯̳͚ͬͥ̏ͣͥ̐ͫ̂̃͂͝À̵̛̞͈͕̤̳̻̖̝̺̰̪̪̠̦̈̊͂ͬ̓̉̐͛̽͂ͧͮ̀͝T̴͎̝̯̹̦̼͈̺̹̥̼͕ͪ̇̾ͩ̈̾ͤ̊̌̔̉͊͒̅́ͦͦ͌̕Ĕ̛̮͍̲͚͚̱̤͉͓̳͉̼̌ͥ̉͟ ̿̈́ͭͬ̊̑̍̽̍ͥ̔͂ͤ͋̚҉̹̖̪͈̺̠͍̬̻̞̺̪͚̣̪̹̗̗̪͜Ṯ̶̶͚̘͔͓̖͕̠̮̝̣ͤ̔̃̑̓̈́̆̄͘O̷̯͖̟͓̣̍ͤ͗ͤ̐̂ͦͨͯ͘ͅ ̶̬̤̜̼͍̮̰̝̺̮̦̫ͬ͛͊ͥ͋̽̚̚͠C̷̝͖̮̬̞͎̭̟̭̠̱̠̾́̄̽̈́͒͘H̡͎̬͔̠͖̟̲͚̫̻̲ͥ̋ͯͫ̍̀ͥͬ͜͡͡͠ͅA̵̓̇̈̍̃̌̔̂̆ͫ̎̏̉̚͡͏̝͍̩͉̹̙̝̜͖͓̰̦̱N͂̒̃̍͒ͪ̿̐̉̒̿̅̃̚̕̕҉̩̮͉̟̳͇G̜̟̝̺̼̼͚̥ͩ͆̔́͛̽ͧ͒͛́͞E̦̳̩̩͔̝̲͎̪͓̞͓̘̟͖̓͋͆͂̓̃ͧ̋̌ͩ͂ͫͨͤ̚̚

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"Wait, no! I don't want it, I don't!" A child cries.  "Too bad! Deal with it!" Evil taunts.

"What did you do to me?!" A teen screams. "You're our puppet now!" Evil laughs.

"Convict P, status?" Evil asks. A puppet answers. "Armed and ready." Evil smiles. Its work is done.

You wake up in a cold sweat, shooting up from your previous position of lying down on the hospital bed-wait, hospital bed?! They didn't find you, did they? You can't go back, you won't! You refu-Oh wait. Now that you are actually paying attention to your surroundings, you notice the sleeping form of another hero by the name of Midnight and a little elderly lady working at a desk a few feet away. Letting out a sigh, you close your eyes and relax in your relief.

The lady must have heard the sound, as she turned around and toddled over to you. "Ah, good, you're awake dearie! I needed to check your vitals but I didn't want to wake you up, I felt like you could use the rest."

You turn to her with a look bordering somewhere between fear and confusion, your nightmare still lingering in the back of your mind. "Where am I, exactly?" You decide to stay civil for now, seeing as how you're technically in hero territory as a villain.

"You're in the infirmary of U.A. Academy. All Might carried you here after you passed out earlier." She says, pulling a blood pressure monitor over. You furrow your brows with a frown; why would he do that? Just about a week ago, you fought him on a rooftop.

You're snapped out of your reverie by a gentle comment from the nurse-like lady to move your arm so she can take your blood pressure, making you remember that she's currently trying tho check your health.

"I mean no disrespect, but who are you, exactly?" You ask, curious to know who you'll need to go to if you get hurt while your technically trapped in the school for a while.

She laughs, continuing her work with a smile as she answers. "I'm Recovery Girl, honey. You can call me Chiyo, though." You smile politely and nod, resolving to at least be courteous to her, if no one else here.

In the midst of your conversation, Midnights wakes up and stretches, yawning. "Oh good, you're awake. As soon as Recovery Girl finishes up, I've been told to take you to Nedzu to get the details of your enrollment."

You nod, realizing there really is no escape, and wait for Chiyo to finish her work so you can get this all over with.

        Eins...

                                    Zwei...

                                                                   Drei...

You walk behind Chiyo and in front of Midnight, making your way down to Nedzu's office. A few students are in the hallways, and thankfully none are really sparing a glance at you.

You see one with green eyes and hair that almost reminds you of broccoli look up for a split second and meet your eyes, then quickly look down again. Huh. You wonder if he's the Quirkless student. He seems shy enough for it.

You shrug and continue walking, finally reaching the office. Inside, All Might, Eraserhead and the principal are waiting for you. "Alright, let's get this over with." You say, cracking your knuckles.

Nedzu looks up to you with a smile. "We've have almost everything set up, we just need you to sign this form saying you agree to act as a hero in your time here and to stay the aforementioned amount of time we negotiated yesterday!" You nod, and pick up a pen to sign your name, using the fanciest handwriting you know. Might as well play the part well.

After signing, Nedzu places the document into a locked drawer in his desk, and hands you another page and a clear cellophane wrapped package. The paper reads "Welcome to U.A. Academy!" and you can see that the package shows the familiar grey of the school uniform.

He smiles at you once again, this time a few heroes join him. "Welcome to U.A. Academy, Young One!" All Might cheers, placing a hand on your shoulder. Your mouths turns into a half-smile. With this kind of treatment, maybe this situation won't be as bad as you previously thought.

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You have two choices. Pick one, and choose carefully.

Should you make a mistake,

Choose the wrong path,

Or regret what you have done

 

 

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