Bakuhatsu ✓ (⛔☁)

1; Something Stupid

Yuuei had started the Villain Rehabilitation Program, or VRP a month ago. The league quickly lost one of their prized members Toga. From the outside they seemed uncaring, but from the inside, the members were torn up about it. Mr. Compress spent unnamed amounts of money on cute things she would like if she returned. Dabi spent more time drinking. And Twice was very vocal about how much he missed the girl. Kurogiri, when he wasn't pouring Dabi drinks kept her room from becoming dirty. Shigaraki spent time planning on how to get her back. And the person who tested these plans? Bakuhatsu; previously known to be Bakugou Katsuki. The boy who had gone missing at the young age of eleven.

"Have some patience, I've gotta figure out the kinks in this" Shigaraki told the red-eyed blonde.

"Tomura. The more time we sit here is more time for them to brainwash her. Hell knows what their doing! They could be torturing her for fucks sake"

"Hatsuki, just wait until tomorrow I'll have everything done by then. I want her back just as much as you, but Sensei has taught me that impatience causes disasters"

"Fuckin' fine" The blonde frowned, leaning over  the man's shoulder to read the plan thus far. "I'm going out, I need to stab something"

"That's fine, avoid the Yuuei already, okay?"

"Whatever" Bakuhatsu murmured, collecting his fingerless gloves from the bar counter. He patted Dabi's back as he passed, brushing a hand through the man's dark hair. As he neared the door, Shigaraki spoke up.

"Don't do anything stupid, we're already missing one member"

Bakuhatsu flapped a hand, "Yeah, yeah" He left the bar.

He was going to do something stupid.

The plan was simple. He climbed up the fire escape of a nearby building and ran across the roofs. He headed straight for Yuuei. He had wanted to go there once. But he needed heroes and they never came. They never saved him. The "villains" did. Bakuhatsu loved his family. His crazy, insane family who always stuck up for him and protected him. He was at the Yuuei gates far to quickly. He fiddled with one of his metal playing cards. They were sharpened on the edges making them deadly. Mr. Compress had taught him how to throw them along with various other tricks years ago. He never used his quirk, yet trained with it at the base. No one thought much of him. He was with simple target. He liked that. He'd be underestimated and then he could take them out.  He never used his quirk, though. Never once.

He tossed a regular playing card through the gate and watched as it kit up red and the heroes were notified.

"State your name and business!" A nameless, extra stated. Bakuhatsu rolled his eyes and flicked his wrist, a metal card  his the hero's collarbone, instantly cutting through the man's artery.

"Stop there!" Another voice rang from behind him. Bakuhatsu flicked another card, it pierced the same place. This hero was behind the gate so he crouched and searched their body.

"...You... won' get... 'way..." The dying heroes coughed out as they died. Bakuhatsu rolled his eyes.

"And neither are you, fuckwad" He pulled out the heroes card and strolled through the gates. He made it to the doors of Yuuei before he was stopped by a bandage looking material.

"What is your business?"

"Ah, ah. You are all so damn dull with your questions" He hummed, cutting through the bandage with one of his cards. He didn't move once he did, though. He stood there staring at the hero who had spoke.

"You're Eraserhead right?" He asked.

"What's it to you?"

"What happens to the VRP?"

"I cannot disclose that with you"

Bakuhatsu growled, taking a step towards the man. "You're fucking around to the wrong person. Where is she?"

"I assume you mean Himiko. If you give yourself in, I'll take you to her"

"No way in hell. I'm not in the mood to be fucked with. Let me see her" The doors opened and there stood a rat looking thing.

"Bakuhatsu, hello. I've been meaning to talk to you"

Word Count: 701