Undead Revolution (⛔☁️)

S5 - 12. [Trade Fees]

Katsuki stood in the familiar halls of Yuuei, flanked by Eraserhead and All Might. The atmosphere was tense, they obviously didn't want a mercenary like him in the school. They'd helped him take down Francis, but it didn't mean everything was forgiven, obviously.

Eraserhead had his arms crossed as he walked alongside Katsuki. "I can't believe Nezu wants to meet with you here"

All Might, towering beside him, nodded solemnly. "Sometimes I don't understand him"

As they neared Nezu's office, Katsuki couldn't shake the feeling of unease. Despite his tough exterior, he knew deep down that being back at Yuuei, even under these circumstances, stirred memories of both joy and pain.

Eraserhead pushed open the door to Nezu's office, and they entered a room filled with books, maps, and various trinkets that reflected the principal's eclectic tastes. Nezu, a small yet tenacious figure, looked up from his desk. His expression was a polite smile, giving away nothing of his thoughts.

"Ah, Deadpool," Nezu greeted warmly. "It's good to meet you, albeit under these circumstances."

Katsuki nodded curtly, his gaze steady as he faced the principal. "Yeah sure"

Eraserhead and All Might remained standing behind Katsuki, their presence silent yet overbearing. Nezu gestured for them to leave.

"Our conversation requires the utmost secrecy, I cannot have more ears than required"

All Might went to object, but Katsuki just sat himself down in the chair opposite to the principal.

He flapped a hand. "We're fine without your dramatic asses"

Unexpectedly nodding, Nezu seemed to agree with the sediment. "Go on"

The two pro-heroes left the room; very, very hesitantly, of course.

"I understand you've been involved in some... unconventional activities," Nezu began once they were sure the heroes were out of range. "But it's good to see you again, Bakugou"

Katsuki shifted slightly in his seat, hand gravitating towards his remaining gun. "Katsuki Bakugou is dead, why'd you call me that?"

Nezu steeped his fingers. "Indeed, he is recorded as deceased. I must remind you, however, that Yuuei is my domain. I know one of my students when I see one"

He blinked, silent for a few moments before relaxing. He pulled off his mask, ruffling his hair.

"Was it that obvious?" Katsuki asked, meeting Nezu's gaze.

Nezu regarded him silently for a moment, then shook his head. "Not very. I happen to remember mannerisms very well"

"I doubt it's just that" He said, propping his boots up on the edge of the desk. Nezu wordlessly gestured to that action and he sighed. Perhaps the principal was right.

"So, if you know who I am, what do you want? No one just wants to talk when they have information like that"

Nezu shrugged. "You are far from the hero you once strived to be–" Katsuki flinched. "–but you are still welcome. Considering their silence, your parents don't know you survived?"

He smirked at the fuzzy principal's false interpretation. "Nah, I went home first"

Blinking, the chimera nodded. "My mistake"

Nezu adjusted his tie thoughtfully before continuing. "Your return poses many questions, Bakugou. The world believed you dead, yet here you are, entangled in these affairs"

Katsuki leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Yeah, well, life's full of surprises, ain't it?"

The principal nodded slowly. "Indeed. But surprises can sometimes lead to recklessness. Tell me, what are your intentions now that you've resurfaced?"

Katsuki's expression hardened, jaw tensing. "I had some unfinished business. Those bastards deserved everything I gave them"

Nezu studied him intently, weighing his words. "Revenge can be a consuming fire, Bakugou. It may burn brighter and longer than you anticipate"

"I don't care," Katsuki retorted sharply. "They took everything from me"

The principal sighed softly, a mix of sympathy and concern evident in his demeanor. "I can never fully understand, but revenge often comes at a cost. Are you prepared for that?"

Katsuki's gaze hardened, his voice low and resolute. "I've already paid the price. I'm not afraid of what comes next"

Nezu regarded him silently for a moment longer, then leaned forward slightly. "Very well. I won't stand in your way, but consider this school a sanctuary if you ever need it"

Katsuki nodded curtly, acknowledging Nezu's offer with a nod. "Thanks for the offer. But I don't have the right to be a hero"

Nezu nodded in understanding. "Before you go, there's something else you should know. Your actions have consequences, not just for yourself but for those around you. Choose your path wisely"

With that final cryptic advice, Nezu sat back in his chair, signaling the end of their conversation. Katsuki stood up, the weight of their discussion settling heavily on his shoulders.

As he turned to leave, Nezu's voice stopped him once more. "One more thing, Deadpool. Remember who you are, not just what they made you"

Katsuki glanced back at the principal, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face before he nodded in silent acknowledgment. Without another word, he pulled his mask back on and walked out of Nezu's office, the echoes of their conversation lingering in his mind.

Outside, Eraserhead and All Might waited silently. Katsuki met their gaze briefly before passing between them. He didn't want to converse with either of them right now and they seemed to take the hint.

Together, they walked out of Yuuei. Katsuki was lost in his thoughts. Remember who he was? Bullshit, he was different now. He was better.

He was Deadpool.

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