Piece of Cake

Episode 3: Villain Time

Tomura Shigaraki watched the news about the re-kidnapping of Ashlee Okafor in the abandoned building his villains were now hiding in, after the bar was compromised. He sipped his apple juice, his eyes hidden by his prosthetic hand. He was sitting on a stool, trying not to break the glass in his real hand.

A warp gate opened next to him, and Kurogiri and Chikutaku fell through. Kurogiri, still holding Chikutaku's collar, threw the Elvis wanna-be on the ground. Their black hair fell out of their pompadour style. They trembled, scared of Shigaraki's reaction to what had happened.

The leader stood up and turned to them. That alone sent chills down Chikutaku's spine.

"You had one job, you fool, and do you know what that was?" Shigaraki asked.

Chikutaku stood up. "I had to get the girl sir."

"And how did you screw that up?"

"I... I sent her to another timeline by mistake."

Their body began shrinking, until he was about three years old, their clothes shrinking with them.

Chikutaku's quirk is Time Travel. They could send anyone at least four hundred years to the past or the future, but they could only do that once a day. The farther back in time, the longer it would take for them to recharge to do it again. And them doing so does not affect what happens in the past, present or future. When they do it at random, they can send anyone anywhere. Some believe Chikutaku is from several hundred years in the past, which would explain their outdated fashion sense.

A sucky side affect is that they decrease in age every time it's used, whether going to the future or the past. At the moment they were literally four.

"Do you know which timeline?"

Their voice squeaked like a mouse. "I know it's only about three hundreds years or so, past or future."

The glass in Shigaraki's hand flew and nearly hit Chikutaku in the face. It shattered on the wall behind Them.

"Great so she's either when the plague hit or global warming destroys the earth." Shigaraki scratched his neck in agitation. "How annoying."

"Sir I-"

Shigaraki threw another glass at him. "Shut up!"

Chikutaku clammed up.

The blue haired man steadied himself on the counter, trying to regain patience. "You better find out where she is. Kurogiri, we need to talk", he walked out with the warp user following, leaving Chikutaku in the room alone.

"I'm tired of that idiot screwing up, but anyways that's not what we need to talk about yet." He turned to looked up at the taller man. "Is our visitor is here?"

"Yes. Do you want his agenda?"

"Yeah."

"He is a powerful man from the Taisho-era Japan", Kurogiri informed him. "Although, you shouldn't call him a man."

"Why not?" Shigaraki asked.

A movement caught their eyes, and they looked up to see someone standing at the end of the hallway who wasn't there before. He had curly black hair, pale skin and cat like red eyes. His white fedora was more in style then Chikutaku's Elvis look.

"Sir, meet Muzan Kibutsuji. Creator of all demons."

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Reporters crowded around the entrance, trying to gain an audience with the principal of U. A.

From the main school building, Aizawa-sensei and Power Loader watched the crowd fruitlessly try to enter the school yard from the window of the third floor.