Undead Revolution (⛔☁️)

S5 - 9. [The Final Battle pt. 1]

Katsuki approached the meeting point, a dilapidated shipyard on the outskirts of the city. The place was a maze of rusting cargo containers and decommissioned ships, their skeletal remains creating an eerie silhouette against the afternoon sun. It was the perfect setting for the beat down Francis was about to receive.

As he rounded a corner, he spotted Eraserhead and All Might standing near the entrance of the shipyard. The two heroes were deep in conversation, their expressions serious and focused.

He didn't see Hawks anywhere. The hero had said he'd be backup, but Katsuki had a hunch that the man was far away, covering for the classes Aizawa taught.

Eraserhead glanced up first, his eyes narrowing as he took in Katsuki's approach. "Deadpool" He greeted. "You're late"

"Traffic" He said. Neither understood his joke; he'd walked there.

All Might spoke, his towering frame casting a long shadow over the ground. "Are you ready?"

Katsuki nodded, moving to gesture to his obscene amount of weapons. He paused. "Shit! I forgot my fucking bag!"

「Why didn't the readers remind him?」

Eraserhead sighed. "We'll move in now. I know you're proficient without them"

"I can agree on that" All Might added, his gaze shifting to Katsuki. "No one's caught you for a reason"

Katsuki grinned. "Of course. I'm better than you heroes"

As the three of them moved further towards the shipyard's entrance, the sound of waves crashing against the abandoned ships echoed around them, forming a soundtrack for their mission. They navigated through the maze of containers and rusting metal, each step bringing them closer to his target.

Katsuki couldn't help but feel a surge of adrenaline. This was it. The culmination of days, weeks, months, years of planning and infiltration.

He was so ready.

The seaside was the worst part. The ships rusted much faster with the constant access to the seawater. It was a dangerous place.

Nonetheless, there the bastard stood, on the tallest fucking one. A very muscular woman stood next to him.

"Deadpool! What's my name?" The bastard mocked. His name was some big secret only the top dogs knew, apparently.

Probably had to do with his previous career.

Katsuki let out a drawn out 'Ooh'. "I'mma fucking spell it out for you, you bastard"

Francis gestured and a couple dozen bad guy minions came out from hiding. The woman who'd been next to him jumps down.

"Superhero landing, she's gonna do a superhero landing, wait for it!" Neither of the heroes next to him respond.

The woman did the superhero landing, hitting the ground with one knee down and a fist straight into the dirt. Very dramatic.

「The landing was really hard on your knees; totally impractical. They all did it.」

He stepped back, waving a hand at the number one hero. All Might took the hint and moved forward to handle the woman.

She seemed to have extremely enhanced strength, matching the hero's own blows evenly. If only he could stay and watch.

The men with guns start shooting. Eraserhead hides behind cover with him. All Might takes a second to throw a giant tire, hitting some of the men. The woman then took his full attention. It was a beautiful fight, really.

「If only the author had the motivation to choreograph their fight...」

Katsuki glanced at Eraserhead. Usually villains used their quirks, not guns, so the hero was at a loss.

"Fine" He sighed, jumping over the metal sheet they'd been using for cover. "Commando"

Had Francis hired stormtroopers again? He was barely hit as he danced around, shooting heads and knifing throats. Once he'd taken out a decent amount, drawing fire, Eraserhead was able to join him.

He didn't pay too much attention, just enough to know that the hero was simply knocking out and cuffing the bastards.

Quick, efficient and useless. They deserved death for working with Francis.

He left the stragglers to the hero, dragging bloodied bodies to a spot where Francis could see them. It took a bit of effort, but he spelt out the bastard's name. F. R. A. N. C. I. S.

Katsuki was, very unfortunately, too far away to hear the man's reaction, but it brought a sick satisfaction.

More men from up on the platform began shooting. Katsuki was out of range, he couldn't take them out.

"Hey!" He turned. Eraserhead was under flat piece of metal. "Get on!"

Katsuki did as told, listening as a grenade clicked. Eraserhead ran, taking cover under a different pile of scrap.

Heroes didn't carry grenades, the man probably took it off one'a the gunners.

Boom!

He was shot into the air, the metal piece below him acting as a catapult. He slipped off towards the end, barely catching onto the side of the ship. The metal sheet slammed into the gunners.

「Talk about convenient.」

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