Shinigami (Vigilante Deku Au)

The Police Chief - Chapter 41

Deku's Pov

A throat cleared behind us and I wiped my tears away. I stared at the police chief, expecting him to talk. "Um, sorry kid. You'll have to leave the room for this." I shook my head. "Whatever you have to say to Todoroki, Iida, and Kacchan, you can say it to me too." The chief looked confused. "Kacchan? Anyway, this is a top secret case. I can't involve you." I scoffed. "And I promise you, nothing is kept secret from me, Kenji Tsuragamae." Tsuragamae looked surprised. "You better be glad you aren't a poker player. Your feelings show on your face so clearly. Learn to school your expression more, or that will be your downfall." I said with a sincere looking smile. He made his face neutral, but his eyes showed his uneasiness. "Better! It just takes practice." Or to be practically dead inside, I thought. "Anyway, do you mind hurrying this up? I have to visit someone in a jail cell today." The police chief cleared his throat again and opened his mouth. "It was completely illegal for you all to use your quirks without permission, but-" My groan cut him off. Everyone's attention was on me. "Sorry, don't mind me. I was just wondering what you would do if one of the people fighting didn't have a quirk." The policemen looked at me with curiosity. "Sorry, but I don't think that's possible." Tsuragamae said. My face reddened with anger and I took a step towards him. When I reached him, I swept his legs out from under him and then pinned him so that I was on his back and he was on his stomach. The cops that came in with him drew their weapons and pointed them at me. The glare I sent them left them shaking. "You won't shoot. So far, I am not a threat, right? After all, I am quirkless. Besides, you wouldn't want to accidentally shoot him now would you?" I said, pointing at their chief. The policemen cursed and then put their weapons away. "Sheesh, you would think after so many years the police would be able to tell friend from foe." I said sarcastically. 

My eyes deadened as a stared at the man under me."Now, I've been through too damn much and worked too damn hard to let your comment go unpunished. I am Izuku Midoriya. I am quirkless, but that doesn't define me. I can pull a trigger," I said, drawing the chief's gun and pointing it towards the back wall. I turned the safety off, cocked the gun, and then pulled the trigger. "like a person with a quirk. I can stab a person," I said, pulling out the chief's standard issued knife and dragging it down my arm. I let the blood drip on his back and saw him flinch. "like a person with a quirk. I have access to fire like any quirked person and I have the strength and drive to snap a person's neck without blinking." I reached under him and grabbed his throat, squeezing a little before releasing. "I can kill a person just like any quirked person on this planet, but you don't see me as a threat. Just because I don't have the supernatural ability that we call quirks doesn't make me inferior."

Everyone seemed a bit shaken by me. I continued to pin the officer under me until I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Deku." I immediately stood up and put on a smile. I made it look real and then turned to Kacchan. "Sorry, sorry." I said, bubbly persona now in place. A sweat drop began to form on my forehead as I waved my hands around. "It's just, what he said kinda set me off." I said, scratching the back of my head. I looked down to the shallow cut on my arm. Should be fine with some gauze. I hummed as I searched the room for rubbing alcohol and some gauze. When I found it, I gestured to Aizawa and then pointed at my arm. He nodded and started walking out of the door. I followed him. I cleaned out the cut and wrapped it.

I walked back into the room and smiled when the officers parted like the red sea. The police chief cleared his throat for the thousandth time and turned to us. "Well, as I was saying before... all that, it's illegal to use your quirk in public without a license. We were going to try to sweep Freezerburn's arrest under the rug, but the reporters have already found out. Because of the burns, it would've been easier to pin the glory on Endeavor, but since he is in jail because of abuse cases, that's not possible. Out of respect for your heroic actions, Shinigami is going to get all of the credit." The others groaned as I smiled smugly. "It's alright guys, I know what you did." Kacchan glared at me, while Iida looked defeated. Todoroki had his usual aloof expression, but you could see the hint of disappointment in his eyes. "It's not like it's a hero's job to rescue people for fame." I said. Kacchan snapped a quick, "Says the guy getting all of the credit," before realizing what he had said. His mouth shut with an audible click. The room stayed silent for a few seconds before I broke out in maniacal laughter. "Oh Kacchan, what have you done?"

I quickly drew a gun and shot. I didn't stop shooting until I had hit all of the officers at least once. Everyone's eyes widened, even Aizawa's, before they realized the gun didn't shoot bullets. Tranquilizers jutted out of the officers' necks. I sighed before grabbing my phone and walking towards the door. "What are you going?" Aizawa asked. "To do damage control. Tsukauchi already knows, correct?" Aizawa nodded and I dialed his number. Tsukauchi picked up on the third ring. I slipped into a perfect Australian accent before saying, "Hey, I need some help." I could feel Tsukauchi's confusion. "Inspector Tsukauchi speaking. How can I help? And may I ask how you got my personal cell number?" I slipped into a perfect German accent this time and said, "You mean you can't recognize me? Perfect." I looked around to see the confused looks I was getting. I went to my normal Japanese before repeating. "Hey, I need help." I heard Tsukauchi gasp on the other end of the phone. "Where are you?" I gave him my location. It took all of 3 minutes for him to arrive.

The first thing he noticed when he walked in was the piled of officers at his feet. He looked questioningly at me, and then at the others in the room. "What happened?" He asked dad. I just smiled frustratingly as he explained the situation.