Undead Revolution (⛔☁️)

S5 - 7. [Insights]

After that spectacular failure, Katsuki had to, once again, track down Francis.

He went through his notes, searching for a hint at who to locate, where to search, anything.

Those damn heroes really had ruined it, and even if he was going to work with them, he still hated them.

...Hated? That couldn't be right. Katsuki had wanted to be a hero. Wait... had?

When had he changed so much? He hadn't done anything extreme to change his views so much.

「Not including the arson, homicide, breaking and entering, spying, allying with villains, enjoyment of those especially brutal jobs, and overall mercenary work; he hadn't done anything worth mentioning.」

Oh well, it was too late to think about that, he had to focus on his mission.

"Yo" Teskai said. Katsuki jumped, spinning to face the doorway. It was rare that the teen came to his house.

"What're you doing here?"

"Can't just stop by to say hi to your smokin' hot mom?" Katsuki narrowed his eyes and Teskai quickly backtracked, holding his hands up in surrender. "I did find a lead"

Standing, Katsuki made his way to follow the teen out. So annoying.

Both him and his father frowned when Teskai winked at his mother on the way out. She snorted, used to the teen's behavior.

"You're lucky I need your skills" He muttered. Teskai moved a step further away, though the smirk he'd had the whole time remained.

Finally he received the perfect information. He didn't know how Teskai found the guy, but he'd tracked down some guy that recruited subjects. A guy like Jiang Cheng.

When he arrived at the designated location, he got to watch as the guy spoke with a poor, bedridden victim. A card was handed over.

As the guy leaves, Katsuki sighed, continuing to watch from above.

"Nice to meet you, Agent Smith"

The man ran, leaving the two guards that he'd brought with him.

They immediately start shooting at him, prompting Katsuki to jump from his perch, flipping in the air. He pulled out his favorite handgun, the one with dark orange designs painted on it, shooting one of them in the head as he lands.

The second guy failed to shoot properly.

「Imitating a stormtrooper, obviously.」

Every shot missed. Katsuki simply pulled out one of his swords, stabbing the guy in the chest. He kicked the back of the guy's knees, forcing him down.

Jumping for leverage, he plunged his sword further, cutting vertically by at least a foot before removing it and turning to chase after Agent Smith.

He caught up pretty quickly, the man obviously wasn't used to strenuous exercise. Weak humans...

Katsuki grabbed him, shoving him into an alleyway wall. Ugh, it was nasty; full of stuck gum, layers upon layers of smoke, and a weirdly sticky grime.

"Deadpool?" The man managed out.

Katsuki grinned behind his mask. "Ding ding!"

"...This isn't going to end well for me"

His grinned widened. "This is not gonna end well for you, no. Where's your boss?"

"I can tell you exactly–"

Katsuki hushed the man, Ah, you'll tell me. But first... I've got some steam to blow"

The man screamed beautifully as Katsuki pulled fingers back, snapping them one by one. It was an hour after he finished.

"Thank you, Agent Smith" He said, grabbing the man's phone from his bloody corpse.

When he returned to Teskai's, he handed the phone to his friend, instructing the teen to get in, find Francis's number, and track the damn thing.

Once he had, Katsuki sent a rather strongly worded text to the bastard. Francis simply gave him a location.

A trap, but what Francis didn't know was that he'd be bringing allies. Moron.

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