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Player #2

Shouto watched as Izuku fell through his portal. He had opened it on the floor and gotten onto his hands and knees, then gracefully plunged right into the swirling green wonder.

"Beautiful." He muttered to himself.

Shouto snapped himself back to focus and started to get dressed in his training clothes. He was ready in a minimal amount of time. He raced down the steps to the kitchen where Fuyumi was already making breakfast.

"Good morning little brother!" She greeted.

Shouto thought for a moment about what was going to happen today. He didn't want his sister caught up in his dealings. It wouldn't be fair to her to be blamed for a crime she didn't commit.

"Hey, is Natsuo home?" He questioned.
"Ah, no. He's at school. Why do you ask?" She responded.

"Oh, uhm no reason. I was just  thinking about hanging out with him later." Shouto lied

"Well im sorry Shouto but he wont be back until Wednesday probably." Fuyumi sighs

"Ok. Sis, you should leave too." He said

"What why? I have things to do around here."

"Trust me just go visit mom until i text you to give you the all clear. Something bad is gonna happen today and you can't be around."

"Ok Shouto..  I'll trust you. But please, don't let him hurt you too badly i want to come back to see you conscious ok?" She pleaded.

"Yes... Don't worry I'll be just fine."

With that Fuyumi started gathering her things and headed out the door. Shouto watched as her car pulled out of the driveway.

"It isn't very hero like to lie Shouto." He heard.

Shouto whipped around to see enji standing at the top of the steps. His arms folded and a glare resting in his eyes.

"You're late for training son. Let's go." He said turning on his Shouto followed him slowly letting the anger bubble up in his mind.

However in this instance, Shouto's thoughts fled back to Izuku. He was able to calm himself and keep a level head.

Shouto needed a plan. How was he going to be able to kill the #2 hero. He knew he couldn't encase him in ice. He would just burn through. He knew he wanted to use his mother's quirk to do this. He wanted to avenge her suffering and since his siblings with her quirk were gone and would have alibis it would be perfect.

Shouto knew he would have to go with impaling then. He would cause his father to overheat and become weakened then impale him with a large spike of ice.

Shouto silently followed endeavor down the hallway. Plotting the whole way to the family dojo. He would feign training with Endeavor to give Izuku time to steal the documents they needed. Then it would be time for him to leave this life behind for good.

Endeavor held the door and as Shouto walked in smacked him in the back of the head.

The two trained for a few hours. It was more of a beating than betterment of skills of course. But then strange thumps and shuffling noises could be heard from the study. 

Endeavor rushed upstairs leaving Shouto struggling behind him.

He threw open the door to his study to find Izuku there surrounded by papers and filing cabinet drawers, all scattered on the floor.

"Who are you?!" Endeavor shrieked

Izuku looked up at the pro in front of him and rolled his eyes.

"Name's Discord... Hey I'm looking for my file. Where is it mr wife beater?" Izuku said as he shifted his weight.

"Discord! You're the one that killed all might huh? Prepare to be brought to justice." He said as he lunged forward.

Izuku simply stuck his hand out and froze him in place. Before the so called hero could register, izuku had him frozen in place on his knees.

Shouto came silently in the door way and walked around to the side of endeavor.

"Shouto! Do something!" He hollered.

Shouto did something all right. He continued walking. Right to Izuku's side and wrapped his arm around the short boys waist. He looked down at the captivating villain right in front of him amd gave Izuku a small kiss on his curly green head.

"Thank you for holding him down love." He said quietly.

Endeavor looked shocked. And horrified. He further struggled against Izuku's hold to no avail.

"I've been waiting for this day. For 16 years. Do you know what that feels like? Almost your entire life, spent being smacked around, feeling helpless, all the self loathing and the hatred I held for you?" Shouto started.

"I died. I died inside the day you sent my mother away. Then? What did you do? You started my hellish demise as a hero. I hate you. I hate the thought of you and your ways. Well, now you get to experience this MY way.

He took a stance and held out his right hand, aiming straight for his father's heart .
Izuku leaned over and whispered in shouto's ear, making him pause. 

"There isn't one. They dont know anything about your quirks, or even what gender you are due to your abilities." He said.

"The only thing they have is that one time from the usj and a list of crimes that you've taken claim for." Shouto said reassuringly.

"N.. Not... Tr... Ue!!" Endeavor spat from the grip Izuku had on him.

Izuku loosened his grasp and let endeavor speak.

"We know your name is Izuku midoryia. Son of inko and an unknown father. You're 16 years old and your mother died when you were around seven in a fatal accident involving all might." He choked out

"Mhmm.. So where is the file?" Izuku leered.

There.... There is no written file.... We  only know this because of your outburst at the usj..." Endeavor admitted defeatedly.

Izuku gave a coy smile and tilted his head.
"Oh, so you're telling me you pathetic heroes couldn't find anything on me? How lucky."
"Well if that's all you can give us you're of no use to me. Go ahead shouto. You can finish him now."

Endeavor looked at his son, his eyes almost screaming for mercy or change of heart. But mercy was gone. Change of heart? Not happening. Shouto had waited for this day. He felt the impulses. Snipping his mind. Creeping up into his thoughts, despite his best efforts to push them deep down. He did this because it wasn't very "heroic" but those days of suffering for the sake of "good" were done. He was a villain now. And there was nothing stopping him from achieving that sweet taste of revenge for all those years he spent bruised and beaten.

"Goodbye dear old dad... thanks for nothing."
Shouto took stance again and this time fired a full blast of ice out hitting his father dead on. The ice went straight through his father leaving only his head exposed.

Shouto and izuku let him sit for a second to be sure that he was dead and when his head dropped onto the cold ice they began to take their leave. Izuku skipped out the door and down the corridor. While shouto hung back for only a moment and paused with his back to the room and uttered the last phrase his father would ever hear.

".. and I'll see you in hell."