Criminally Insane

Izumi Chisaki

Fun Fact: Terugo hates Kurono more than he hated Izumi

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Sixteen. Hijimi was 16 now. And he hasn't changed one bit.

'I don't need to change!' He yelled to his adopters, he seemed angry, but his smile was still there. 'I'm perfectly happy the way I am! I'm fine!'

'You killed him. You killed Fujimoto. We need to send you back to the-'

Terugo stopped listening. Everything had gone red. No. No. He couldn't go back. He couldn't. His parents were so annoying. They adopted him and he was grateful, sure. But no. No. No. 'No!' He yelled, a sickening grin on his face.

He could hear everything. The rapid breathing of the barely alive Hiro. The blood dripping from his knife. Everything but his parents' voices of reasoning. 'You can't make me!' He couldn't stop laughing. He was still drunk on his kill and in just one swift movement Azura's throat had been slit.

'Ito!' Ito was the name he'd been given when he was adopted because he refused to tell them his name.

'Not my name!' He sang, spinning over to his father, when he stopped the knife was on his neck, pressing lightly. 'Now then give me one good reason I shouldn't kill you right now.'

'It-'

'Terugo.' He corrected, giggling.

'Terugo,' Yuka breathed, 'Terugo no.' Azura was the only one with a quirk, he avoided his child's eyes at all costs normally, but now he felt it was the only thing that could save his life right now. His body went numb, his ears rang, and his vision went black and white. Terugo had activated Mindjack.

'Kneel.' Terugo ordered, Yuka got on his knees in front of his son. Terugo put a hand under Yuka's chin and lifted his head, 'You always bored me, Yuka.' Two cuts across his chest and neck, and he fell over dead.

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Terugo had cleaned up and changed clothes, walking to Hiro's body, 'Oh Fujimoto,' He tilted his head to look towards him. 'I'm sorry I did this to you, you always did your best to keep me entertained even when you failed. You never gave up on me. So I'm sorry I killed you. But it's okay, I found someone who can help. Help bring you back to life, and help me have my fun. I'll accomplish my goal. I'll end every hero in my path for you.' He blushed, his eyes twinkling, a surprisingly gentle smile on his face.

Hiro was 26, ten years older than him. But he never cared about age. Though he knew if and when he had a son he would never let him date another male. No child of his deserves to be that happy, oh and his daughter can't date a female either. If he has one that is. Terugo brushed the dark brown hair out of his caretaker's face, 'I'll help the organization. Okay?'

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Terugo skipped across the sidewalk, looking for someone very special. He had hidden his parent's bodies and put Hiro's in a Cryo-Cell to keep them preserved. Izumi Chisaki, eldest, and only Hier to the Chisaki Family, Quirk: Repair. She can control any nonliving matter, but depending on if gets the child soon enough, he should be able to mutate the quirk.

Terugo sighed, 'But that would require a lot of work...' He groaned, 'All the more reason to hurry along with it so I can get Fujimoto back alive. Once he is, I'll be in charge of the Clan. But it needs a name...' He tapped his lip, he decided to think about it later when he saw another bush warbler. He grinned and patted its head before standing up straight and punting it to the other side of the road. Or at least that was the intention, it was hit by oncoming traffic.

Still, he laughed and jumped up and down, most people would assume he was just eccentric, but no. He just likes murder. Even on a small scale such as that. It still fills him with delight every time something or someone dies at his hand. 'Well then, off to school!'

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He entered Kaisei Academy, looking around from Izumi. 'Ah, there she is! Lord, I am getting lucky today. First father locks eyes with me, then the bird, now this? Best day of my life!' He giggled and skipped over to her. 'Hello, Chisaki-Senpai!' He greeted. Izumi was a year older, and in the grade above him. She was 17, 5'2, and strong as hell. She had dreams of being a doctor and helping people. We'll see how far she gets with that.

'Oh, hello Hijimi, Fujimoto-Kun not here today?' She looked just like her mother. Short perfectly cut auburn hair, polished golden eyes, perfect tan skin, pearly white teeth, and Izo's signature ring on her finger. Her uniform was unwrinkled, her skirt fell just below her knees, the ends of her socks were hidden by her skirt, her red tie was tucked into her pinstripe blazer, and her dress shoes were beautifully polished. But he didn't care about her appearance, Terugo only cared about her quirk.

'Nope, I don't need to be walked to school anymore, I've finally proved I can be trusted!'

'I see, good for you Hijimi-San.' She smiled. She was wearing dark rosy lipstick and gold eyeshadow. Black eyeliner and a little bit of blush.

'Perfect.' Terugo grinned.