10 years ago
Liquid tubes filled with gallons of chemicals glow scarlet purple as they bubbled inside their chambers. Izuku, hands resting on his table filled with flasks and cylinders that contain unknown liquid of sorts that intrigued his fellow workers.
Rivals that leech off of him
He leads the new project, forcefully so. His orders were followed half-heartedly by resentful men jealous of his position, thinking that they possess enough intelligence to lead the whole lab. Doctor Garaki was one who thought too highly of himself, sending him glares of envy as he passed by or when he was working with him, like what's happening right now.
"Kid, are you sure with what you're doing here? All I see are just colored bubbling water in front of me" the geezer tilts his head high, sounding like the ignorant he is, but Izuku doesn't speak about it, he needs to devise a plan to escape this place and burn all his research to ashes. No one is allowed to know or read his studies, only himself.
But he is a child of pride and intelligence, he can't let this old man rain downpour on him "You see Doctor Garaki, unlike your method of creating abominations through torture, I myself have gone a different path. One that leads to less resistance and more results" he moves around his workshop, hand gliding through his table, fingers delicate, he walks to one of his containers, which held a man with cloudy white hair inside, a dead man. He caress the glass cylinder before pressing a button below it. The waters turn dark, hiding the man inside in dark misty waters. Without a moment to soon two yellow flowing orbs snap into existence scaring the doctor in surprise. Izuku smirks as he pulls a lever, the glass retracts down and instead of bursting water, what was left was mists that slowly but surely formed into a humanoid shape. Silently the mad scientist grins in both pride and what holds a secret he would keep until the awaiting future.
"Feast your eyes doctor, behold my creation!" He cackles in manic glee as the mist of a man stood beside him and bowed to the scientist. All he needs now is a fitting name, and like a flash of light he has one.
"From now on, you will be called Kurogiri"
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The sound of glass shattering could be heard throughout the whole building, all of them stood in shock before their eyes drifted to the lone man by the entrance. His green hair kept partially hidden by the skull that hides his face, resembling a hound's, the only thing you could see was his toxic emerald eyes that shines with crimson ember.
Kurogiri knew of those eyes, he feared those empty cold stare that he had come to familiarize in his past. And as if time stopped, those orbs soon focused on him, a heavy shiver running down his spine. With unhinged panic he grabs Tomura and tries to drag him away from those gaze, he needs to-
"Fall"
Without warning his body seizes to move and he crashes down to the ground, unmoving but conscious. Shigaraki froze, surprised and confused of what's happening, everything was going almost perfectly as planned before-
Before that man came.
"What did you do?!" He turns towards the unknown figure, rage building up. He scratches his neck in pure distress "There wasn't supposed to be a sudden boss battle! Who are you?!" He never answered back, just standing there watching them with an unnatural gaze, he isn't treating him like a threat, Shigaraki hates it.
He hates being looked down on.
"Nomu kill him!!" In a blink, the monster screeches and charges towards the unsettling figure who charges at lightning speed, leaving behind a trail of destruction in his wake. The two met at the middle, fists colliding with a resounding clap of thunder, a shockwave soon followed after, sending hundreds thrown out in the air.
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Smoke and Mirrors
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