Black and White

28.Black and White

"Have they found anything," Deku asked.

"No sir," Kurogiri answered. "There have been no signs of there being any remaining clones of Izuku."

"Good. He may be nothing more than a pitiful insect when compared to me, but he does have his ways of proving to be a nuisance. And what about the device?"

"It's technology has been incorporated into your helmet, and is also being used to further boost the Nomu you had specially made, just as you requested."

Deku nodded and walked to the large doors of the hangar he was in. All around him and Kurogiri were Deku's loyal soldiers, as well as those who were not loyal but feared him enough to obey. The entire building was full of energy as last minute preparations were being made.

He was currently wearing the suit Kurogiri had mentioned, which was similar to his early villain costume back in his world. He wore a three piece suit with normal white gloves. The only actual armor or protection was the full headed helmet that Kurogiri handed to him.

Putting it on, he raised his arms into the air, addressing his people behind him. "Attention my pawns! It is now time to begin, today will be put into the history books as a turning point in history. Now go forth, leave no trace of these pitiful bugs that are sure to stand against us, destroy them all in my name." He walked forward, and in a display of power, he slammed his hands on the hangar doors, sending on flying while the other one barely hung on it's hinges.

With a resounding sound of machine and man alike, planes took to the skies, and in other hangars and warehouses all over, the same was happening, but it was not just planes that he commanded. Deku's reach had extended far and wide. Helicopters, jeeps, boats, ships, and even tanks. There were few major cities that were not about to be hit by this initial wave of his forces. One of which was the place he knew they would be gathered. Musutafu.

He turned around and took a step, when it landed, he was atop his old school building. Here was where he had suffered so much, and the city he had spent nearly all his life in. He thought it was only fitting he handled this himself. He also thought it would be fun.

"Someone like me deserves a grand entrance," Deku muttered to himself. He walked to the edge of the building, falling straight down while running his hand along the walls, the entire building crumbling to dust as he did. He landed hard, forming a small crater, crouching with his hands on the ground to steady himself... and to destroy his surroundings. The area around him began to crumble, people, animals, buildings, anything and everything crumbled to dust. "You should be honored Tomura... no. Tenko. Honored I used your quirk to announce my arrival.

Smoke filled the air, accompanied by the loud rumbling of his quirk, the screams of his victims before their deaths. When it finally stopped, there was destruction a mile around him in a near perfect circle. He smiled to himself, knowing he could more. But where would be the fun in ending things so easily?

He bent his legs, leaning forward before leaping through the air, arriving and the edge of the destruction with two jumps. When he arrived, people had begun to gather, and they quickly scrambled away when they saw him land.

"Oh Musutafu, I'm hoooooooome." He began laughing as he saw everyone run away, his eyes filled with madness under the helmet. "Hey now, is this anyway to greet someone?" His tone was mocking and filled with insanity, sending fear into everyone who heard him. He touched the ground and a large wall formed around him and almost a hundred citizens, the only opening being behind him to the desolate land he had just created. "Now then, while I wait for someone who might be at least slightly amusing, why don't you all play with me?"

A few minutes later, heroes had finally managed to breach through the wall, but none had been prepared for what they saw on the other side. Corpses everywhere, intact and in pieces, in the streets, thrown through the windows of buildings, there were even a few that were impaled on street signs. Blood ran through the streets, and other than the sounds of blood dripping or crumbling rubble, there was only silence coming from beyond the wall.