Another Chance- (Villain to hero Izuku)

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I looked around the street, seeing that no one was around. I hated lazy nights, when everyone was snuggled up at home and I was running out of time to meet the daily quota. I still had 5 people to kill this week, and I rather hoped I'd be able to knock it out tonight so I could have my Friday to myself. 

"Hey! Kid! What are you doing out here!?" Someone shouted from behind me. I smirked as I whipped around. I saw pro hero Eraserhead slowly making his way over to me, being cautious like always. I was hidden mostly in the shadows, to the point where he couldn't see my face. My hand reached down as I gripped the gun that was strapped to my leg. 

I knew the gun would make a lot of noise and alert other people to our whereabouts, but if I made my first shot count then Eraserhead would be dead before help arrived. 

"Kid? Are you hurt?" He called out again. I knew Eraserhead's fighting style. He mixed 5 different hand to hand combat styles, and his only real weapon was his capture scarf. His quirk was tricky though, if it wasn't for me not having a quirk for him to erase. 

Eraserhead stopped a few feet from me, not daring to come closer until he had more information. 

"Kid, Imma need you to talk to me now!" He yelled over to me. 

"I-I need help!" I yelled weakly, putting my acting skills to the test. I wondered if my quota would go down if I killed a hero. All the other heroes I killed were outside of the agency, and I was rather tired of killing civilians. It was boring listening to their screams, but heroes put up a fight! 

"Alright, calm down, what happened?" He said calmly, clearly being rational about the whole encounter. This was why I liked Eraserhead, he didn't allow his feelings to mess up his thinking. 

"T-There wa-s a m-man, h-he ran up an-d to-ok my mom!" I cried out, putting on my best distressed voice. 

"Ok, we'll find her. I need you to slowly walk over to me, can you do that?" He asked. I rolled my eyes, knowing he couldn't see it. 

"Nah," I said, dropping my act. I noticed Eraserhead tense up. 

"What?" He asked, his voice guarded. 

"I said Nah!" I yelled back, letting my posture slacken. 

"Who are you?" This time his voice was gruff, and not worried about scaring a child. I smirked and slowly stepped forward. 

"Depends on who you ask!" I laugh, watching as his eyes search my face. "Some people call me Deku, some call me Reaper," I laugh, my smile wide and evil. Eraserhead stared at me with a cold glare. 

"And what might I call you?" He asked, trying to keep a conversation. 

"Your end," I shrug before pulling out my gun from its holster. The gun left heavy in my hand as my finger hugged the trigger. I made sure to aim down the sights, getting Eraserhead lined up. He was moving, so it was harder, but I soon let the bullet fly. 

The bang stung my ears as the gun kicked in my hand. I heard a grunt as the bullet embedded itself into the hero's side. He crouched down as blood began to seep into his clothes. He glared at me, his quirk activated. 

He lunged at me, but I sidestepped. I watched as his hand reached up to grab his scarf, it was discreet, not many people would have noticed, but I did. I reached into my pocket and quickly threw a small throwing knife at him, causing him to have to remove his hand from around his scarf. 

"Tch tch tch, wouldn't want you to use your capture weapon, now would we?" I asked, noticing the anger in his eyes. 

"Back up will be here any minute!" He yelled to me, but that only made me laugh. 

"Do you think that'll stop me? I've managed to evade every single hero I've ever come across! Your little friends are no match for me!" I yelled at him, throwing another knife at him, this one embedded itself into his thigh. 

I stepped closer to him, looking down on his crouched position where he pulled the knife out of his leg. 

"You know, I haven't been doing this for long, but I think I'm pretty good at it, don't you think, Shouta Aizawa?" I asked, feigning innocence as I looked down on him. I watched as his eyes widened slightly at the use of his real name. 

"How the fuck do you know me?" He growled out. 

"Oh please. I know a lot of things! Like how you're really close friends with Hizashi Yamada and Nemuri Kayama, also known as Present Mic and Midnight. Or how you're coworkers with Toshinori Yagi, or All Might. By the way, that nasty injury Toshi has seems serious, he should get that checked out," I smirk. 

"How the fuck do you know that!" Eraserhead yelled, gritting his teeth against the pain. 

"Oh please, a magician never reveals his secrets!" I chuckle. 

"Eraserhead!" Someone yelled from up the street. I recognized the voice as Kamui Woods.  I smirked down at Aizawa, then placed a finger to my lips. I hid against the side of a building, waiting for Woods to continue running so I could jump him. 

Soon something else caught my attention. It was a fragrance. It smelled sweet and calm, reminding me of a summer day. I quickly pulled my mask over my nose and fought off the sleepiness I felt. I turned around to see Midnight with Aizawa leaning on her shoulder. I smirked at her, throwing another knife into her hand. She cried out in pain, alerting Woods of our spot. 

"Do you have Eraserhead?" He asked Midnight. She nodded, grunting through the pain. Woods turned to me, scanning me for how much of a threat I would be. He smirked, telling me he thought I was easy prey. 

His hands shot towards me, the wood growing and racing forwards. I quickly dodged with ease, running behind him and kicking him hard in the back. I stomped my foot on his head, knocking him out. 

I turned back to Kayama and Aizawa, who were still trying to escape. I chuckled as I threw more knives in their direction, the handle of the blades leaving my palm and whistling through the air with accuracy and precision. 

One knife hit Midnight in the back of the knee, causing her to fall with a loud scream, the other blade sunk deep into Eraserhead's shoulder. 

This was not going how I planned, but it didn't matter, Woods was down and all I had to do was finish the job, Aizawa was slowly bleeding out and his escape plan has crumbled, and Midnight's quirk won't work on me and her leg is too injured to walk on. I just had to make sure no one else decided to join our little party. I walked up to Midnight and Eraserhead, watching as they both removed the knives from their bodies and turned to face me. 

"So, are you ready to get this over with? I have some business I need to attend to," I sighed, the feeling of excitement drained from my body, now I was just bored.

I felt someone seeking up on me and turned around, only for a large fist to be aimed for my head.