Don't Wake The Dragon

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It had been a while since Giran had seen Izuku and the changes in the teen were startling. Sitting across from him was Dragon, not Izuku. He might look young but his eyes were hard and he felt like an experienced villain. Giran dealt with lots of them. There were a couple of different types. Those who had skill but no confidence. Those who had skill but no intelligence. Those without skill but the ability to bluff. Those without skill but strength. There were lots of combinations and in the right situation all could be successful.

The dangerous ones though, the truly dangerous ones were those who had skill, intelligence, strength and the will to use all of it.

Sitting across from him was one of the dangerous ones. Izuku knew his quirk was strong and he knew how to use it. He didn't just use it in a petty way either like so many did. He was also intelligent and the air of innocence about him was gone.

He was dressed plainly but Giran could see that the clothing was of high quality. Black pants and a black shirt were simple enough and he had a pair of red sneakers on. Kurogiri stood in the corner watching everything carefully.

"I want them," Izuku told him.

Giran nodded. "My agent's are looking," he assured him before shaking his head slightly. "It's a little bit different from those who attacked Katsuki."

At that, Izuku actually cracked a smile but it was short lived. "How?" he demanded.

"Those who attacked Katsuki were part of the broker Tsuku's stable."

"Stable?" Izuku asked.

The questions made it clear how much Izuku still had to learn about villain society. He had the quirk, he had the power and the cash and contacts but he lacked some of the basic information. Kurogiri would help with that, so would the others, if they stayed with him now that Tomura was dead.

"Remember when you were training to use your quirk?" Giran asked.

Izuku nodded.

"I recruited those people. They formed part of my stable of contacts," he explained. "Tsuku is a broker who specialises in providing muscle for jobs, so he keeps a lot of contacts. Some of them have really identifiable quirks and the Police could figure it out quickly. Plus Katsuki could tell them who attacked him," Giran added. "Your friend has not woken up to speak and-" He paused, unsure how Izuku would take the next words.

"And?" came the prompt.

"And I do not believe those who attacked are a part of our society."

Giran watched as Izuku thought. "I still want them," he answered. "And when I get them, I want you to spread the word that they went against Dragon."

"Did they?"

"Ochaco has one of my tokens," he told the broker.

"Ah," Giran understood what that meant. "I'll make sure people know."

Izuku nodded again before he leaned forward. "Tell anyone who can bring me the entire group, if they do so, they may ask a favour of Dragon," he instructed.

Giran felt his eyes widen slightly. "That's their payment?" he asked. For many that would be payment enough.

"No, I'll pay the bounty as well. That's only if they can bring me the entire group," Izuku clarified. "Now, for my own curiosity, is there any way to get Gatarui off? I understand he was only peripherally involved with Katsuki."

Giran was surprised. He didn't think Izuku knew the names of those who had attacked the other UA student. "Any decent lawyer could."

"And his own won't?"

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