Revenge- A villian deku story

chapter 9

I snuck out of my room like a ninja-- through the window and sliding silently down the tree outside my room--and ambled along the path to the other dorm buildings, like I had all the reasons in the world to go there. This is where Kurogiri would be picking me up.

I slinked into the shadows of the building and waited for him to show up.

“Hey Giri, how are you?”

It had been a week since I had last seen him and to be honest I was starting to miss our interactions, sparse as they were.

I smiled with genuine happiness, this guy looked after me for so long that it would impossible not to form some sort of connection with him.

“Izuku.” He gives me his usual warm greeting before opening up a portal which I quickly jump into. He then disappears after me.

I not so gracefully land in a dirty alleyway behind a nightclub, my destination. I quickly ditch my green tracksuit and put on an inconspicuous black and red outfit and a beanie which had been conveniently left there for me by Toga. After changing in record time I enter the night club through the back entrance. I'm meeting up with some potential candidates to see who I deem worthy to let into the League but I obviously don't have the final decision, that's up to do All For One.

It's been a week since the USJ attack, and we have lost a lot of pawns, so I took it upon myself to look for more extras to use for the attack on a small-time Hero agency because if we are always attacking UA they will bump up their security. And I really don't want to deal with all the complications that will bring.

They also might seriously think that there is a traitor among them which there is, quite a few actually but they don't need to know that.

So we will let off UA off for now.

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By the time I had left the club I had 5 good candidates for more prominent members, another 30 useless pawns and a cup of sake circulating in my system; so all was good.

I didn't have time to search around for the packet I'd put my clothes in, it was an hour until final curfew, so I was warped into the school wearing my stinky club clothes.

I was climbing back up the tree as quietly and quickly as I could, the camera was only jammed for so long so I had to move it. I peeked into my room to check if anyone was in there, an old habit I've never gotten ridden of since my time in the Slums.

'Dammit!' Thank goodness, I did check because there sat a bunch of my classmates, some were sleeping and a few were awake.

I counted six.

"Okay... what to do? What to do!" I muttered to myself, a habit I really need to get rid of.

Like a monkey I climb across the wall, using the little cracks and notches in the stone to move along. Holding on for dear life, I shakily peaked through another window and to my relief the room was empty. I grabbed onto the window ledge and hoisted myself up and tumbled through the open window. I landed not so silently in the room and winced when I slammed into the bedside table, making even more noise. When I was certain no one was going to jump out of the shadows, I calmed down and assessed my surroundings. "Oh yes." I sighed in relief.

I know whose room this was, I'd spot those awful curtains anywhere.

Thankfully she and I were close--she had gotten me out of quite a few messes--so I had no qualms about what I was going to do. However; I do leave a note explaining that I had been here, borrowed one of her hoodies and that I used her washbasin--there wasn't enough space to install a full shower so she had to make do with a basin, a kettle and a cloth. I was lucky enough to have found and install a camping shower; we both like our privacy.