The Crossroads of Destiny (An MHA x DC Comics Crossover)

Chapter 7 - A New Toxin

It had been a week ever since the attack on the USJ Facility. U.A Staff had decided that it would be best to close the school for about two weeks so that the students can recover from the incident, as well as for the police to do their investigation without interruptions.

It was night time in Musutafu. At this time the city was best to tour with some night exclusive markets opening up, as well as the Musutafu fair which everyone enjoyed. Civilians were trying to continue their life, as usual, believing that the heroes will stop the rest of the villains that attacked the USJ Facility, and they all felt safer with increased hero patrols.

But among the crowd of people in the streets, was one man who was planning something deadly for this night, that man was Jonathan Crane. Crane was wearing standard civilian clothing, normal jeans, and a thick hoodie with the hood covering his head.

He was aware of all the attention he had grabbed by robbing the jewelry store and defeating Kamui Woods with his fear toxin, and this way when he goes out in standard clothing, no one would even think that this man was the Scarecrow. A perfect way to blend in with the crowd.

Crane stopped as a Sushi Restaurant was in his sight, it was the largest sushi restaurant in the city, with over a hundred guests currently eating, feeling safe. This would be the perfect target. Crane pressed his index finger against his ear, activating the little communication device he had in it. "Status Report..." He said through it.

Meanwhile, three henchmen of Scarecrow were on the roof of the restaurant, and they just finished breaking off a few vent covers that went through the entire building. "We are finishing up, sir." One of the henchmen stated.

The second henchmen slowly and carefully started pulling out a couple of containers that looked like grenades. "Careful, you do not want to drop one of them and make a crack in those things" The first one said turning his head over as he finished giving a status report to Scarecrow.

"Oh just shut up, you very well know what my quirk is." The henchmen replied and started handing the containers to the third one. His quirk allowed him to stick any objects to his fingers and make it impossible for them to suddenly slip off his grip.

Slowly but steadily the third one started dropping the containers into the several ventilation shafts that were located on the roof of the restaurant. In the end, all the containers had been dropped in the ventilation shafts, and the first henchmen contacted Scarecrow once more "The toxin is ready, sir." The henchmen said.

"Excellent, you have the rest of the night off" Crane said, taking his index finger off of his ear. These normal street thugs with quirks were a lot more useful than those normal ones he had back in Gotham, and he knew it was a good idea to hire a couple of them.

With the fear toxin containers in place, Crane stepped up towards the entrance of the restaurant, opening the door and walking in. As he walked in he noticed the hero Death Arms sitting at a table, waiting for his order. Death Arms was the main target of Crane and the key to this whole operation.

Crane picked out an empty seat that was near the seat where Death Arms was sitting at. He was aware of the strict no-smoking rule of this restaurant, so he knew what to do to get the attention of the hero. He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket as well as a lighter, as he then lit the cigarette in his mouth.

As he waited for the smoke of the cigarette to reach the are of the hero, Crane looked around the restaurant once more, noticing a good number of people present, as well as children as young as three years old. This was most certainly going to be a night Musutafu will keep in mind for a very long time.

Death Arms of course was waiting patiently for his order. It was his break off patrol and he wanted something to eat. It didn't even take anybody to tell Death Arms that there was somebody smoking. He was able to smell the dirty smoke and followed it to the table where Crane was sitting at. "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave, you can not be smoking in this establishment." He said in his serious tone, looking Crane in the eyes coldly.