1739-Rabbit

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The aftermath of the mall cleansing ended with the quirk erasures of 478 people as well as the deaths of 4 others. Within the 478 people who lost their quirks, Mount Lady and Gunhead had been two of them. It was a humongous victory for my cause. All was going smoothly until one Friday evening there was a knock at my apartment door.

"Midoriya Izuku?" I looked up at the oddly dressed man, "Who's asking?" The man smiled with his cigarette crushed in between his teeth, "They call me Giran. I just want to have a chat." I cautiously motioned him to follow me inside, "Take off your shoes and um... please put out your cigarette." I kept a firm grip on the pocketknife inside my jacket before leading him further into the apartment, over towards the couch. "S-so, I'm sorry but who are you again?" "Let's just say you've been caught red handed kiddo." I wanted to freeze but I knew that would make me look especially suspicious, my plan for the time being was to play dumb.

"What?" "I know it was you." I calmed myself before breaking into a violent stutter, "I- I- I'm sorry o-o-f-fficer..." I let a few tears glob down the sides of my cheeks for extra effect. "I- I did- I didn't... m- my m-mom... she w-works so- so- so hard b-b-but she can't afford some- some things... I'm sorry- I'm sorry please... I'll- I'll do anything!" I let myself collapse onto the floor into the deepest grovel I could muster.

"What? Kid that's not why I'm here at all." I peeked up at him, "W-why else would y-you be here officer..?" He shook his head, "I'm no officer, kid. As I've said earlier I'm Giran." I shook my head in confusion, "I don't know what that is... I'm sorry..." "Look, I need you to come with me alright

"Kid- look I can't just let you off the hook like this. I'm going to need to take you down to the station." I sniffled, "I'm so sorry..." He nodded and motioned for me to follow him towards the door. I slipped my shoes on and pulled my hood over my face before exiting the house.

We walked a few blocks before he motioned for me to get inside of a dodgy looking car but I did so. "M-mister?" "Yeah?" I inspected the car for any sign of video cameras, there were none, I grabbed the knife out of my pocket and held it against the back of his neck. I'd never really done this before and the thrill was exciting me. "What's... what's going to happen to me?" He had stiffened to the point that I didn't even know if he was breathing anymore. "I-I'm taking you back to my office. I'm not a police officer, I'm a underground broker. Im not going to tell anyone anything unless you want me to." His voice quivers were hilarious to me.

"Say, why don't you pull over and just talk to me? Have an honest little discussion hm?" "Ok." His voice had evened out but I still caught the morsels of deep rooted fear in his voice. After we passed a few more blocks he pulled into a parking lot of some large office building. I smiled, "Why don't you come back here so we can talk face to face?" He moved to open the car door but I jammed the knife closer to his neck, he made a small whimper, "Just squeeze through the seats why don't you? I know you can do it."

It took a while but eventually he made it into the back row of car seats and there we sat. "State everything clearly please?" He looked down at his empty cigarette pack before starting. "As I said earlier, I go by Giran. I am a broker for, well, the darker parts of society if you catch my d-" "I said clearly." I snorted and he shuddered, "I'm a villain broker." I examined my cuticles, "How'd you find out it was me?"

"I- I think you'll be pleased to hear that I had to do a very large amount of digging to get to ya but I am here now." I looked up at him, bored out of my mind, "So what? You want me to do some sort of deal with you?" He nodded frantically "So let's say, I strike a deal or whatever with you, what's in it for me?" He made a very desperate looking smile before saying, "Easy access to firearms and other weapons, chemicals and allies."