MIDORIYA'S POV
"Can you two shut the hell up?" I groaned while tossing a piece of crumpled paper at Sho and Iida. "I need to leave soon, and I want to finish this assignment."
"Winter term started two days ago. How do you already have assignments due?" Iida asked, tossing the piece of crumpled paper back at me. I didn't feel it hit me directly, but I felt my curls shift.
"It's not due tomorrow, but I have an assignment from my dad. I don't know how long that will take," I explained. It could take one day, or it could take six. He gave me a list, and I have to get through it as quickly as possible. The main problem with that is finding the nine people on the list. Rody has been tracking and tracing them since I got the assignment, but I only got it yesterday. Finding the people was easy. Learning their patterns and routines was tricky. He's been using the surveillance cameras around campus and around the city to track them, but there's no way to know if what we've seen is their everyday routine.
"I'm sure you could knock it out in one day," Sho said. Usually, that wouldn't be wrong. However, I doubt it because I don't know the city well enough, and without Rody's help, I'm sure I would be caught with my first kill. There are always hidden cameras and security that don't appear on a basic internet search. Without him, I would fail almost immediately. That's the main reason I can't just start killing people left and right. Not until I know the area. I'll have to have him figure out the location of the cameras and see if Ojiro can get the patterns and routines of law enforcement.
If I can get them to do that, there won't be anything stopping me. I'm quick and efficient, and even if I get sloppy, which does happen occasionally, we have no problem cleaning up the evidence. As long as I don't spray my blood all over the place, I'm good to go. If it's a public place, they can't arrest me based on hair or fingerprints unless my DNA is on the body or something like that. I'd been questioned twice because of my carelessness, but both times, nothing had happened because it was too public of a place. They pulled me and about twenty other people in both times because there were several different fingerprints and hairs at the crime scene.
You just have to be smarter than the police. And have an excellent lawyer that doesn't let shit slide for anything. Once, when the police got too close, my father ordered someone to kill the two officers who were determined to pin a murder on me. Well, I can't say pin it on me if I committed the crime, can I? Anyway, the two officers were murdered by someone in their driveways. Any suspension against me ended the next day.
"Can you answer your phone?" Sho snapped, tossing a pillow at me.
I hadn't even realized it was ringing. Sighing, I slammed my laptop shut and answered the phone. "Hello?" I barked out, earning myself a long moment of silence before I got an answer.
"Your first target is one of your professors," Ojiro said. "But if you're going to be a dick, you can figure it out for yourself."
I pinched the bridge of my nose and stood up, making my way to the living room. I don't know why Sho and Iida insisted on staying in the bedroom to annoy me while I did homework. They had an entire apartment to themselves and chose to be near me almost all the time. It was annoying.
"I'm sorry," I said tiredly. "Go on."
"He's an English professor. Using the security cameras, I got his routine on campus down. He'll be walking through the quad in twenty minutes." I can't necessarily butcher a man in twenty minutes in a super-visible place like that. "Rody and I can loop the security footage on your building and disable any footage that would be able to recognize you. As long as Todoroki and Iida can okay their part, we can take care of this quickly."
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Against the World
FanfictionIzuku Midoriya, a pawn in a much larger game, gets sent to U.A. college, where he's reunited with an old friend. He's part of the Viper's gang, a gang run by his father. He's sent out to kill whoever is on the list without a second thought. When he...