Tomura Shigaraki has been stuck at the league of villains base since he was five. Forced to follow all for one's rules.
He days were boring. The only excitement being the screams of terror that could be heard wherever we went. Other than that everyt...
Excuse my language but this ff is absolute crap so I will try my best to rewrite it, I'm not promising it will be any better so sorry in advance lmao x This drawing will be redone at some point (probably in years ngl) but here the league of villains base Au fact ig: They have phones in this au because it just makes it easier.
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{3rd Person} All for one's yell rattled through the base of the League of villains. "Tomura Shigaraki!" As all for one called for him, He arrived. The blue haired boy stood at the door way of Afo's lab. It was early in the morning and though it was only him, all for one and Kurogiri in the base, he made a rush to look atleast the smallest bit presentable. "Where are the new recruits, they were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago!" A hard slap was received, as the younger male grew a threatening red mark in the side of his face.
He certainly wasn't going to be the one to tell all for one that they were late because one of the two had disappeared to collect blood. All he knew of the two recruits was that they were strong and from what he had gathered a little bit crazy too. They'll fit in perfectly.
"They ran into a slight unfortunate issue on the way here and seem to be running late." Tomura manages to struggle out not wanting the new recruits to already be in AFO's bad books. "If these new recruits aren't here in the next hour, I may as well find them myself." "Dismissed." All for one called again waving his hand to insinuate the boy should leave.
Tomura did so and left to find Kurogiri, Who was yet again cleaning glasses that looked so pristine they must have been cleaned a thousand times over and over. Shigaraki had always been treated harshly by all for one, but as far as he's aware, that's supposed to be fair because he owes AFO his life and more in return for saving him.
The boy lowered himself down onto the seat taking out his phone and alerting the new recruits that they should be here within the next hour and no later. He placed his phone down on the counter side, and gave a small wave to Kurogiri. It was agreed the all the other members except for the three of them, leave for the night and allow the new recruits to settle in.
'Everything should be back to normal by morning' Tomura thought, his own yawn reminding him of his poor excuse for sleep the same night. He decided to turn towards his room and sleep away the wait for the new recruits.
{Tomura's POV} An hour had almost passed and time was running out for the new recruits. Kurogiri had come to awaken me from the only proper sleep I'd gotten in the last 48 hours. I strolled down the stairs to see a stressed AFO waiting. He wasn't scared. No not that type of stressed. He seemed to be angry. Fuck that's probably not good.
As All for one got up readying himself to have to find these recruits, the door bursts open. The handle slamming against the walls, sure to leave a mark. A younger looking girl came running through the door excitedly looking all around the base as if it were a gem. It was barely what you would call a pretty site to see but yet she seemed to find it so mesmerising.
Closely following was a taller darker man and a short stumpy man. He was the one that had guided them here, the one that claims to 'own them' like there his property. Bullshit. He immediately started trying to sell them for money. I wasn't interested in money and I most certainly won't be spending it to buy to people that I've pretty much claimed already.
The girl was a small woman with an excessive fragrance of blood hanging off her. She had to messy, blonde buns of either side of her face. She bared fangs yet seemed so harmless for someone who reeked of blood. A black mask was hung around her neck with two syringes connected. I didn't take long to figure out perhaps she was the cause of the hold up.
The other was a black haired, slim male. Who looked as if his hair was so sharp he could probably stab someone with that alone. He seemed to be around my age, if not a little older and had dark purple scars covering him, circular ones under his eyes and more going down his chest and up his arms. All of them where unhealthy stapled into his skin so he looked like a walking zombie.
"Names?" I asked as Kurogiri handed me over a sheet of paper that I needed to apparently fill out. "Toga Himiko!" The Blonde Girl says excitedly 'Himiko' I recognise that surname but I can't place my finger on where it's from. I turn to the paper and scribble down the name. I turn to the older man and after some silence I speak up. "Your name?" I asked "Dabi"
I'm not stupid enough to fall for that. That's not even a real name, let alone a strange one. " A real name please." I say getting more inpatient by the second.
"Dabi is what I go by, atleast until I feel I can tell you" He said. I decided to just shrug it off scribbling the name down on the paper and handing it back to Kurogiri along with some other notes of my own I'd made. I drag my body up the staircase leaving Kurogiri to tour them around, allowing me to get back to my well needed rest.
"If you're so up in our personal business how about you tell us your name... Boss" I hear a taunting yet droning voice calm up at me.
