Enter: The villain (Momojirou)

Part 1

Not proof read nor is part of it rewritten!

Creati.

It wasn't a scary name by any means, in fact it was quite the opposite really. It seemed light hearted and caring, as if the word itself could make you feel better by simply saying it.

However, the reason why the name was almost never spoken, was entirely because of who it belonged to. Creati was ruthless and truly a cruel woman, whom had become wanted very quickly, and feared even faster.

Her face was never seen of course, wearing a mask she created whenever she was doing something that was illegal.

Many mocked it, though they never really showed up again after doing so, many being found in unmarked graves, being almost unrecognizable, and the cause of death was never the same.

Though she was notorious for her mask by this point, her crimes where nothing to scoff at. Murder being relatively high on her list, many in self defense, more for  her dubbing the person to be in her way. It didn't matter who you where, civilian, hero, villain, or even vigilante, it could never save you if you managed to piss her off.

Though no one quite understood her motives, many people theorized different things about her. Did she do it for the thrill, to take over, or to simply cause chaos?

That, no one knew.

Or at least that was Kyoka's knowledge of the situation. She never cared much to look into it much further, and was thankful that she wasn't a hero. As much as she wanted to when she was younger, she eventually decided to enroll into general studies at UA and became a musician, much like her parents.

And she was doing really well for herself, she had a label, and got to create whatever she wanted, doing multiple genes and would often simply play instrumentals.

She loved her job as it was, making many friends along the way, and keeping in touch with her friends from UA, many where heroes now, and she honestly felt really proud of them.

Though she didn't mind when people would see her talking to Bakugo or Denki, Mina, sero, anyone of her friends, and be shocked she even knew them. They always helped advertise for her as well, and she, would often incorporate them into her music, having Bakugo drum from time to time, or even sing as backup. Denki stuck to playing the guitar with her and being in music videos. Mina and sero would help with choreography and such, and Jiro made sure to credit them every time they helped.

She was always content with her life as it was, she could never be happier to be honest. She was called into her friends agencies every now and then in order to help them track villains and what not, always happy to help.

That was, until she got a call from Rock Smashers agency. She had never known the man personally, and was kind of cautious about even considering his offer.

"Listen music girl-" "my name is Jiro, and if you're not going to be respectful enough to use it, I'm not going to stay here." She said, crossing her arms and shifting her weight from one foot to another.

The burly man stood before her, and clapped his hands together before pressing his forehead and taking in a breath through his nose. "Alright, Jiro! Listen, my agency wants your help, we're trying to track a certain villain, and if Explosion hands said you're good, then I trust him. We're willing to offer you however much they charge you-" "10,000" she interrupted. He looked at her confused.

"I want 10,000 dollars, if I'm tracking someone so dangerous that you feel you need my help, I want good compensation." She said shrugging, the mans brow twitching.