What if: Bakugou accepted the Leagues offer in the bar? What events would unfold? Would All Might still be the strong Symbol of Peace? Or will the League of Villians destroy All Might worse then All for One did?
As I stood in the room, I looked around. All the people who had attacked us at the camp stood there, except Muscular. There was also the hand guy and mist man from the USJ. Bakugou seemed to be an equal to them now. Hand guy, whose name was Shigaraki, sat on a crate, only one hand on his body, covering his face. “So, another UA traitor?” he asked, his voice calmer than last time I heard it. “And the top 2 at UA’s Sports Festival, no less.” I exhaled, my breath visible.
“Are we gonna get down to the reason I’m here?” I asked, adjusting my wrist devices. I had gone home and to school after last night, and came immediately here afterwards. “It’s about All Might and Deku, yeah?”
“Yeah, it is.” Bakugou said. “Shigaraki, if you will explain to our guest.”
Shigaraki clicked his tongue, looking at me. “We have already decided when we’ll kill All Might. We’ll attack UA next Friday at 1:30.”
“Why that specific time?” I asked. “Not complaining, just wondering.”
“All Might is teaching a lesson and our entire class is going.” Bakugou interrupted, Shigaraki groaning. I nodded, understanding. Shigaraki stood up, walked out, and slammed the door. “What was that about?”
“Probably you explaining it instead of him.” Dabi said. “He is our leader, after all.”
“Gimme a break.” Bakugou said. “He’s acting like a little brat.”
“Like when I met him for the first time.” Dabi said. “He didn’t like the fact that me and Psycho Chick came because of Stains ideology.” My eyes widened, remembering what me, Deku, and Iida had to do to win against him. Even at the time, I could relate to his ideology. Now, I definitely relate to it.
“He needs to get over himself.” Bakugou said. I exhaled, stood up, then walked outside. Closing the metal door, I slipped my right hand into my pocket, a flame dancing in my left. The door slid open behind me, causing me to spin around, flames encasing my arm. I brought the flames back to my hand once I saw it was Bakugou. “You good, Icy Hot?”
“Instinct, sorry.” I muttered, the flames creeping up my arm, a hint of blue.
“Any questions?” he asked, looking out upon the city. Glancing at him, he seemed much calmer. It seemed like I could actually hold a conversation. Me, or one of the others in the League. He would probably be even more volatile towards anyone else than he was before. Especially Deku.
“During the invasion…” I said, disabling my flames. “You acted like you blew some of our classmates up. But everyone got away alive. You cared, didn’t you?” I looked at Bakugou, who slowly glanced at me. He exhaled, the look on his face not changing.
“Yeah. Even though I’m a villain, I couldn’t kill Mina and them.” He looked down at his hands. “Deku and even you at the time, yeah, I probably could have gone through with it.” I looked at him, wanting to pry, but knowing it wasn’t a good idea, I didn’t.
“Another question.” I started, sitting on the cement. He did the same, groaning lightly. “Do you think me and T...Dabi could kill Endeavor after we deal with Deku and All Might?”
“If it was up to me, yes.” he said. “But there’s Shigaraki, and Shigaraki’s master. He's the one who gets the final say in what happens.”
Back to Bakugou’s POV
As I finished Todoroki looked at me, his mind obviously loaded with questions. Before he could ask any, the door squeaked open. Turning to see, Dabi stood there. “Ujiko brought the weapon.” I stood up, following him back inside. I turned to Todoroki.
“Go home. Keep up your normal life. It’s important.” I said, Shoto nodding. I shut the door, seeing the short old man sitting in a hovering chair.
“I see Tomura is off somewhere?” he said. “And it appears Kurogiri as well?” Dabi exhaled,nodding. “Guess some things never change, hm? Eitherway, you guys defeated the Shie Hassaki, so you get your reward.” I felt myself let a slight smile out, and so did everyone else. The doctor reached into his jacket and pulled out a small black box. “But first, these were taken from the body of Chisaki. After using one on a...lab rat, I found that it erases quirks completely.”
Everyone collectively gasped, myself simply looking at the man. He continued, undeterned. “I’ve used a quirk of All for One’s to duplicate them, but the process is slow. So, I’ll hold onto them. Just letting you know. Now, onto the main event.” He snapped his fingers, a small viel coming out of his sleeve. “A person's blood holds their ‘Quirk Factor’. So, I’ve developed the ability to extract the quirk from the person, much how the bullet destroys them. But, my process requires most of the blood in the person's body in order to pass it on at the same strength. The less blood, the less powerful the quirk is.”
“Where is this going?” I asked, being the only one who seemed to care. “Whose quirk?”
“Overhauls.” Ujiko said. “You people barely left any blood in his body, but plenty at the location of the battle. This is his quirk ready to inject into someone. If I had to guess, the only factor that's worse is speed.” I looked at the veil, trying to comprehend that the quirk that had been so troublesome was now in our control. “And, he might have gotten away, but he isn’t in a good condition, even after this long.”
Then, the door opened, Shigaraki standing there. He looked at Ujiko and smiled from under his mask. “Is that Overhaul, Sensei?” Ujiko nodded, twirling it. “For a job well done…”
(End of Cover 1)
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