What The Voices Say

Chapter 5

(Izuku's POV)
The crusty hand that beckoned me was retracted through the portal, so I followed through. I don't know what I was expecting, but it sure as hell wasn't an empty, run down bar - I'm underage!

The floor was full and sticky, the seats were scuffed and the lights glowed a sickly orange. I would've assumed that anyone with a portal quirk would be living a life of luxury in a studio apartment somewhere nice. Not here. Never here.

There were two figures in the room with me: one of them was sat hunched over a table, while the other stood behind the bar obsessively polishing a shot glass.

The hunched one had greasy, blue hair and was covered in hands - the beckoner - and whoever appeared to be the bartender was a mere cloud of black-purple mist - the portal user.

As my eyes got used to the glaring lights, my mind connected the dots. These were the guys who attacked the USJ! But what would the League of Villains want with me...?

They want that terrifying power of yours, duh...

Shut up, this isn't the time.

Who could only be Tomura Shigaraki turned towards me and spoke.

"Ah, Izuku Midoriya. So glad you decided to join us," his voice was raspy, like he hadn't had a decent drink in days, "why don't you sit down and we can discuss how you can be of use to us?"

I did as he demanded and and sat one stool away.    He is a villain after all, so I should keep my distance, I thought.

"In case you haven't already figured it out," he started, "we're the League of Villains."

"And what would you be wanting with me, if all people?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

"Well, we know you're not in the same... mental state... as you were before. You've become enlightened to how hero society is wrong and twisted. We are well aware how dangerous and destructive your power is and, to be honest, I want it," he smirked under his hands.

"So what, you're gonna get All For One to steal my quirk and then abandon my half dead on the street? As if I'd agree to that," I growled.

"No, no. You're far to valuable an asset just to kill off. I was thinking more along the lines of you becoming the unofficial spy for the League," my eyes widened in surprise, "you have complete and utter trust of both the teachers and students of UA. Not to mention your power is far beyond the capabilities of your other classmates. Not recruiting you would be stupid."

"W-well," the sudden stress caused me to regain my stutter, "w-what do I get in r-return for d-doing all this?"

"Hah. For starters, we'll clean up the bodies you'll inevitably leave in your wake. That man in the alley is already long gone," he stated.

What? How'd they- never mind, they probably have all kinds of weird quirks on their side. Finding a dead body would be child's play to them.

"Secondly, we'll give you nomus to help you in a fight, if the situation ever arises," Shigaraki cleared his throat in preparation for what he was about to say.

"And lastly, we'll help you get violent revenge on whoever has wronged you. We'll give you the tools you need to make them hurt. Just one thing, All Might is mine, got it?" he paused to emphasise the point, "now, deal?"

Do it, boy. This is the only way you can kill those heroes you hate so much.

I considered it for a moment. Being able to seem like a regular student all while killing and sabotaging from the shadows is the best way to bring down hero society. It seemed like it was only positives.

I'd have to come up with some major excuse as to why I left though, might have to play it cool for a bit. It was time to answer.

"Deal," I agreed.

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I got back to UA pretty late, most of the teachers had gone home already, but a few still stayed.

On the walk back there, I came up with a good excuse as to my change in behaviour and why I left. It was going to be a mixture of stress, food poisoning and migraines.

I'll explain the blood on my shirt by saying that I wasn't looking where I was going, bumped into a wall and got a bloody nose. Then I'll use that to explain why I took so long because 'when I bumped into a wall I probably got a concussion, which is why I got lost and took so long getting back'.

The story was pretty flawless, but just in case they took me to Recovery Girl for a quick check-up, I whacked my head against a wall a couple of times just to seal the deal. Try interrogating me when I don't even know which way is up, losers.

Hound Dog found me as soon as I entered the school gates. I didn't fight back when helped walk me up to where Aizawa and All Might were. No one's gonna suspect me if I can barely stand up, after all.

They were both extremely worried about me, physically and mentally after what happened today. Neither of them made too much of a fuss as they lead me to Recovery Girl's office for her to heal me. Questions were thrown at me, but I was too tired to even differentiate between the words.

After mere seconds, I completely passed out in an uncomfortable hospital bed back at school. Aizawa and All Might left me alone for now, but they were bound to come back for me tomorrow and hassle me with all kinds of questions. I just hope I can keep my story straight.