The Villain Within

Chapter 2~

What ship what ship... Hmm?~

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As I looked to my right I saw the man Summoner had paid, he was still in a phone call with someone.

"Hey kid, who are you? I know every criminal in the surrounding area's, plus this one, and I ain't ever seen you, this your villain uprising or something-?" The guy asked, he didn't seem like he cared that I just killed his client, or that I killed at all.

"Why the hell should I tell you?" I asked, in a monotone, as I sat up, I had to crouch down over the 'hero' to threaten, and then kill him.

I used the part of my sleeve that wasn't that bloody to wipe some of the blood splatter off my face.

"From this book he was signing your name is Izuku, Midori," The man said, holding up the now burnt and slightly bloody notebook that got tossed to the side.

I let out a heavy sigh, it didn't matter now.

"Midoriya, I 'interrupted' him before he could finish spelling it," I said, looking over the scene.

I then grabbed, well more of snatched, the notebook from his hands, it only had a little bit of blood, so I can put it back in ny backpack.

The man let out a snort, I didn't know what he found amusing.

*Mumble mumble*

I heard over the phone.

"Kid what's your quirk" The man asked.

"You know what my name is, I hope you would respect that, and call me it rather than 'Kid'," I said as I pointed the knife at him.

"And why should I tell you? I don't even know who you are" I added.

"Name is Giran, B-rank villain, scouter for those I trust (and when they pay me), now tell me your quirk," Giran demanded.

It didn't matter if he knew that I didn't have a quirk, if he laughed, or bullied me, I'd kill him, that simple.

"I don't have one, I was born a quirkless loser," I said in a mocking tone.

"Kurogiri, I think I found you a new villain," Giran said, probably to the person on the phone.

I let out a hum in confusion.

"Ki- Midoriya, you killed that guy because he was a fake hero, right?" Giran asked.

"Yes, well and the fact that I was in an apathetic rage towards hero's, well actually people in general, and now I'm calming down," I said, getting a grasp on how hard it would be to clean this crime up.

"But I will do this again" I added with a smile, not to much of a fake one.

"Well, how would your like to pledge your loyalty to the league of villains? An up and coming group, they're looking for people now, and you'd fit," Giran said.

Before I could say anything more he started to speak again.

"And, they could help you clean this up, and hone your skills, you can refuse but I think that you don't know how to clean this," Giran said.

"Also, I'm a witness, I could give a tip to the police they're criminal is you, that's if they don't bust you themselves from the evidence," Giran added with an evil chuckle.

"Oh, so you're going to blackmail me-?" I asked, slightly astonished.

"Yes actually, there's still a chance that they won't accept you, so hey, you'd get a free body hidden with no need to work for anyone," Giran said.

It was obvious, my only answer was to agree, and to attempt to join this league.

"I'll join" I answered.

"Good, Kurogiri, I'll send you my location, do be careful, theres a lot of blood pooling, you'll need to clean your portals out," Giran said as he walked over and practically stood on Summoners body, then he hung up.

Giran then texted something on his phone.

Moments later a portal came around, it was black and purple, someones fascinating quirk.

It came along and took the body, along with the blood, surprisingly the blood wasn't splattered on the walls.

"Midoriya, ya got any spare clothes? Kurogiri would be to pissed to teleport us to his location, and you can't walk to where he is in that," Giran said, pointing to my bloody school uniform.

"I might have a hoodie in my bag..." I mumbled as I wiped my bloody hands on my clothes, it didn't matter, they where ruined.

Once my hands weren't dripping with blood I dug through my backpack for real, I, by some miracle, had a change of clothes.

"When did I put these in here...?" i asked myself as I pulled out a dark green hoody, and dark gray sweatpants.

"Doesn't matter... As long as I have it" i answered my own question.

Giran turned around for my privacy.

I quickly changed, my red shoes where stained a dark red, I just had to wipe them off the soles with my bloody school clothes so I wouldn't leave a trail.

"Giran, what should I do with these? The blood would probably seep through the bag, and I'd rather not ruin everything in there," I asked.

"Hand em to me I'll burn em with a lighter and throw them in a dumpster, hero's don't care about small dumpster fires, they'll be gone before anyone cares," Giran said, so I handed them to him.

Once that was done I pulled my hood up, my hair had some blood in it so I couldn't leave it in the open.

"Let's go" Giran said as he motioned for me to follow, and I did.

About 5 minutes of walking Giran stopped.

I almost bumped into him.

"Why did you stop-" I asked when I saw up ahead.

I looked to where he was looking, it was a crime scene, there where a fuck ton of police, and some pro hero's.

The one of the pro hero's I saw where the underground hero, Eraserhead, he was a cool hero, but at this point he probably murdered 25 innocent people with how corrupt hero's seem to really be.

"Break off from me, and head towards it, the hero's aren't stupid, if two people who look like their from that different social groups are near each other, they'll question us, if we just ignore the crowd, we'd be suspicious," Giran said, making sense.

"Even if it isn't what I think it is, they'd still count us as suspects, and if they see your hair in fine detail, they'll arrest you," Giran added.

I started to walk past him towards the croud.

"Where do we meet up?" I asked.

"5 buildings down from the crime scene, don't take to long," Giran said as we both disappeared to the croud.

From years of practice and my small frame I was able to get through the crowd to the front with ease.

I saw the body of Summoner down an ally, the person with portals did not place it far, maybe it was on purpose, maybe a test?

If it is, the test is stupid, Giran could get caught if I didn't follow orders.

I had to put a fake worried expression, that's when someone walked infront of me, they where passed the barrier lines.

It was Eraserhead, did he already suspect me? Was he just looking over the crowd?

He had his hands in his pockets, a tired expression on his face.

"Hey kid, what do you think of this crime scene?" Eraserhead asked, I looked to my left and right, no other people who could classify as a kid.

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