So You've Chosen Death

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It's your favorite author that's a Daichi kinnie, back at it again!

Izuku's POV:

I was woken at 8am, after crashing at the bar again.

"Izu-Chan! Everyone is hungry and the meetings' in a few hours!"

"Oh fuck this, fuck you, fuck life, and fuck me because I'm a virgin."

"You're 14."

"Your point?"

"Never mind."

"Exactly. Now you guys are gonna shut the fuck up, and I'm gonna cook you guys some pancakes. And then you will all wash up at the kitchen sink, and I'm gonna get ready. Ok?"

"Mhm." 

So I did just that. I made pancakes, ate, and went to get ready.

I got into a green shirt dress, yes a dress sue me, and some black high heel boots. (I know my fashion taste is bad)

Then we kinda just messed around until 11:35. I picked up my bag, and shouted out.

"CHILDREN! OUR TIME HAS COME!"

My children came down, and- why was there more than normal?

"Why have you multiplied?"

"This is Magne, Mr. Compress, Spinner, and Twice."

"Wonderful, you're my new children, get in the creepy man van."

So they all followed me out to the van, and 20 minutes later we were there, at a dusty old warehouse. Somebody else stepped in a minute later.

"Hello, League of Villains."

I stepped forward

"Mom don't you fucking dare get back here-"

"Hello. I'm the representative from the league, though I prefer to be named as Moriko."

"Forest?"

"Correct. Now what shall I call you?"

"Overhaul."

"Alright then Overhaul, let's get down to business. What do you want with the League?"

"My Yakuza is lacking in funds, something that your League clearly is in no trouble with. We want you under us."

"And tell me darling, why the fuck would we do that?"

"We're doing something great here-"

"And what is that?"

"It's classified."

"Overhaul, Overhaul, Overhaul. You Kentucky fried fool."

"What did you just call me?"

"You want us to back a cause we don't know anything about?"

"Yes, a business contract requires trust-"

"It does. But you need to trust us as well. You have given us nothing to base off of, and to be honest I'm highly tempted to leave this warehouse."

"And what's stopping you?"

"My children's car sickness hasn't worn off yet, and I don't need the whining. Now what are we giving you money to do?"

"We are producing a quirk repelling drug. A permanent one."

"And why are you doing this?"

"Because quirks are a disease, and they need to be rid of."

I started wheezing at that.

"What's so funny!?"

"Quirks are tools, not a disease. Sure they can suck dick at times, but most days they help."

"And what do you know? Don't you have a quirkless person on your team anyways? Why don't I speak with them and see their opinion."

"Plot twist, that's me, I'm the quirkless. So why do you think that it'll help if we get rid of them?"

"You've probably been bullied by people, using their quirks! You know firsthand that they're dangerous!"

"And I also know firsthand how great they can be. What would the league even get from your insane plan?"

"They'd get to keep their quirks!"

"And yet you need us to get to that point. You see, we lose if we join you. So I think that this meeting is done." I began walking away when he reached forward.

I quickly jumped and spun away from him.

"I said, this meeting is over."

"I don't think so."

"Well I do."

"What leverage do you have?"

He lunged again, and I fell back towards Toga.

"Gimme a vial!"

"Huh? Why-"

"Just do it!"

She tossed me a decent sized vial of blood.

"What are you gonna do with that?"

"Well, from your behavior you appear to be a germaphobe. In particular Mysophobic. This," I gestured towards the vial "Is the blood of a quirked person. And if you get close, you get covered."

He took a step back. 

"You wouldn't."

"Try me."

"You're just a middle schooler!"

"No shit."

"A quirkless one too!"

"Oh wait no really? What gave it away?"

"Ugh! How could you side with those- those pigs!"

"Shut the fuck up! Those are my friends!"

"They're just using you! You're a fool, and a lost cause!"

At that, Toga rushed forwards.

"Don't insult Moriko!"

He stretched a hand forward to overhaul her, but at the last second I threw a knife, cutting his hand off.

"Don't fuck with my children. Now, this. Is. Done."

I poured the blood onto him, and we all sped away.

"That was badass." Dabi broke the silence.

"Mhm. But I just have one question."

"Yeah hun?"

"Where did you get the knife?"

"Ahaha I have to go mow the cat-"

"Get back here!"

"You'll never take me alive!"

That's a wrap! Have a good morning, afternoon, or night and I'll see you next time!


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