Empty Promises

USJ

"Oh good you're awake. We leave for the USJ in one hour. Get ready or we will leave you behind." Shigaraki said while scratching his neck. Today was the day. The day that Izuku could finally fulfill his promise. And he couldn't wait to do so. Izuku immediately jumped out of bed and went to change into his villain outfit.

It wasn't much. He wore a blood stained dark green sweatshirt and a red pair of finger less gloves along with shoes. The one thing that stood out about his outfit was his mask. It was silver and had lines going vertically across the whole thing with little holes on the side to breath through. After throwing on the outfit he headed downstairs to join the rest of the league.

"Ok everyone remember the plan?" Shigaraki asked the group for what seemed like the millionth time this week.

"Well considering you explained it to us at least 50 times, i'd say we do." Izuku said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Careful boy, I could kill you right here right now."

"Calm down hand fetish, we all know i'm your favorite." Izuku said with a cocky grin on his face. Before hand feti- I mean Shigaraki could say anything, Kurogiri opened a portal to the USJ where the prestigious class 1-A would be training today. Izuku hated the thought of Bakugou Katsuki, the boy who tormented him all his life, training not only to be the number one hero, but was at the number one hero school. It made his hatred for the explosive boy unimaginable. Soon though, Izuku would be able to not only get revenge on Katsuki, but kill the symbol of peace as well. And he could think of nothing that would bring him more joy in his life.

Izuku could never get the hang of going through Kurogiri's portals. It always left him with a weird churning feeling in his stomach. When his stomach returned to normal he looked around to see where he was. He was standing next to Shigaraki and some other lesser known villains. But as he looked up, he saw the person he came for. The one and only, Bakugou Katsuki.