Finding justice in vengeance: Villain Bakugou AU

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Bakugou's POV♠

I watched Dabi burn a blonde UA student's corpse as Toga hugged me from behind. "Are we having chicken nuggets tonight?" Toga asked as Dabi hummed in reply.

I grabbed his phone and ID. Toga, out of interest, looked over my shoulder.

Denki Kaminari, a UA student from 1-A. He has a black lightning-shaped streak in his hair that looks natural. Is it dyed? Anyways, he's a waste of potential. We tried to bring him to our side but of course, he gave us this shitty hero speech (which he didn't even finish because Toga stabbed him out of boredom) that resulted in Dabi burning his puny body.

"It looks like we're going for plan two," Dabi said as he kicked the electric-dork's ashes and turned to me. I sneezed as the ashes that he kicked were blown by the wind in my direction.

Whilst the ashes made me look pathetic, it gave Dabi some sort of dramatic effect. "Katsuki..." Dabi called. "Looks like you're infiltrating UA as Denki Kaminari after all."

"Hah?! Why me? Let Toga do it!" I asked, pointing at Toga. I got a nod in agreement from the girl.

"Yeah, why can't I do it?" She asked. Dabi sighed. "We need Toga when we attack, Bakugou. Plus..." Dabi motioned to the ash as I groaned.

Dabi rolled his eyes, patting my shoulder. "Please, Bakugou. If you don't do this, Shiggy'd get angry." He said as if I didn't know that.

I growled before nodding. "Fine. Let's just go home." I said, walking towards the base.

"Hey, slow down!" Whined Toga, as she tried catching up to me. Dabi soon followed, leaving the ashes there. I hope nobody finds it.

We went home, telling Shigaraki the results. Though he seemed disappointed, he agreed that I should be the traitor instead.

I entered the washroom. I made sure to lock the door, before looking at myself in the mirror.

"Damn... I'm fucking hot." I thought out loud before taking off my shirt. Sighing, I examined the stitches at the multiple sides of my body. One, in particular, stretched from just below my neck to my hot ass abs.

Even though I'm grateful that I lived again, and that I didn't have a stitch at the no-no square, I prefer having no stitches at all.

I traced the stitches with my finger."I look like Frankenstein." I said to myself.

"Frankenstein is the doctor." I heard a voice say. I looked at the reflection in the mirror and saw none other than the cracked, chapped, chapstick deprived Crusty-lips.

"I know that," I said. " It was a metaphor, Crispy-face," I said, earning a groan from the No-kissy guy.

Wait... I locked the-, oh, never mind. The doorknob's gone. I walked outside, shirtless, but who cares? We're all family here anyways and I have no fucking shame.

I went to my room and locked the door so that nobody gets in beside the vampire bitch. Oh, what did you ask? Why would she get in? Because she has keys. Yeah, we're fucking roommates.

I took out the off-brand Pikachu's phone and turned it on. He has no phone lock, which was stupid on his side, and lucky on mine. If I'm gonna pretend to be that bastard, I'll need to know how he acts like. Hopefully, he doesn't act like an idiot like how he acted when he encountered us.