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From a dark alleyway, a flash of blue illuminated the sky, cobalt flaring bright, and a scar faced man pulled out a phone, his cold blue eyes glancing at his work like an artist, casually telling the other end;
"I've done it. I'm coming back."
Charred bodies twitched on the floor, their scream unable to leave their throats, as they slowly faded from the earth. Another figure emerged from the dark, cold dead hands on his body, red glaring eyes tracked the dying men, until they were reduced to atoms. The two left the scene, leaving piles of ash and destruction in there wake, and carrying a small case with six bullets in, what they needed.
Inside a warehouse stood the remnants of both the League of Villains and the Crimson Wyverns. Shigaraki strolled in with Dabi behind, case in hand, and announced;
"We're back!"
Emerging from the shadows, Hisashi smiled, he had taken on Shigaraki as his apprentice at Sensei's command, and what a boon Shigaraki was. The man was a genius in his own right and with his childish tendencies smoothing out as he grew, so did his hatred and anger at the world and heroes. Really, Shigaraki will be the next All for One at the rate he's going; the next ruler of the underworld with Hisashi helping him along the way.
'Sensei really knows how to pick a successor...'
Tomura looked around. He scanned his ranks, he needed all that he could get to tear down the society he knows; he needed more manpower, Sensei had left him all the resources he had gathered during his time, so money wasn't a problem. No, the real problem was finding the best, the elite, what he needed to destroy society. He had already gotten some; Dabi, Twice, Mr. Compress, Magne, and all of the Vanguard from the Crimson Wyverns as well as both the leaders.
A familiar ringing came from Tomura's pocket, his phone, and picked up;
"Giran, what do you want?"
A breath on the other end came through, then a wheezy snake like voice answered;
"I've got some information for you; someone you may find... useful. Himiko Toga. Skilled with knives and stuff, and her quirk is a real beauty. The ability to transform into another person with the ingestion of the person's blood."
Raising his hand, Tomura scratches his neck as he thinks, plans and ideas firing inside his twisted mind.
'She'll be good...'
"How much?" A simple question with a simple answer.
"375,000 yen." Tomura could feel the smirk through his phone. With a growl, Tomura says.
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