~Story Of A Lifetime~ Shigadabi [SLOW UPDATES]

Chapter 3

10 months later:

"Maybe you should take a break now Tomura Shigaraki. You've been at this for months. Your body needs to rest." Kuroguri said softly extending his hand slowly toward the pale male. He scoffed slapping away the warp gate's hand, standing up abruptly.

"I don't have time to waste. It's a tedious task collecting information and forming a plan around it. I have a few months to get the plan solidified and recruit villains who wish to help with the cause." He rasped scratching at his neck more vigorously as his stress began to increase.

"Leave the recruiting to me. Just focus on getting rest. It may help with your plan after all." The warp gate suggests before walking out of the room, hands behind his back.

"What the hell does he know? He's just some Nomu." The pale blue-haired male mumbled as he downed his glass of whiskey. His hands finding his way to his head, as his fingers travelled through his unruly hair.

This whole process is so...so stressful. Stupid heroes. If it weren't for you, I would be stressed.

Thoughts plagued Shigaraki's mind as he absentmindedly glared at his empty glass. His eyes closed as a distraught groan escaped his lips. After a short and uneeded debate with himself, the pale blue haired male poured himself some more whiskey. He swirled the liquid around, his face resting in the palm of his hand.

"I got it..." A smirk formed on Shigaraki's face as he stood up grabbing a small brown notebook and rushed to his room, leaving behind the glass of whiskey.

Just like that, those months passed by in a blur. Then again for Shigaraki that was rather reassuring. Finally he could do what he had intended all that time ago.

Saying that this whole plan wouldn't be stressful would be an understatement. Sure Shigaraki knew that there would be no smooth sailing during his journey to the top, but that doesn't mean he didn't desperately hope that it would go his way.

After an hour of patiently waiting it was finally time. Time to take down the symbol of peace once and for all. Soon the world would be ridden of those retched heroes. Taking one final glance around the abandon seeming warehouse, Shigaraki gave the signal.

That small hand gesture led Kuroguri to open his warp gate. The blue haired male watched as low level thugs rushed through the misty portal and into the USJ training facility. The place where All Might was...At least where he should have been.

Slowly he trudged through the gate watching as it closed behind him. He glanced to his right with a smirk though it wasn't visable behind the hand on his face.

"This is it Kuroguri. The end of the heroes." He chuckled hopefully although the energy radiating of his misty companion was rather somber.

Something was off. Shigaraki looked up at the group of students and the...1...2...Two teachers was correct as to what the paper had said.

Who the hell is that in all black? And where is All Might. Did they replace him last minute? Damnit. Damnit. Damnit.

Shigaraki internally bashed himself. Not once did he consider the chances of All Might not being there.

"Well...maybe if we hurt a few students he'll show up." He mumbled before signalling for Kuroguri to deal with the heroes and students. In the matter of seconds, what used to be a large group of students became very minuscule. Most all of them where scattered through the different hazard zones.

A content sigh escaped his lips as he scanned his cauotic surroundings. His eyes caught on a male with long unruly jet black hair. The males eyes were covered by a pair of yellow goggles, and a grey cloth like scarf shot out from it's place around his neck, snaking around some of the small time thugs.

Where have I seen him? He seems...familiar.

The blue haired male snapped his finger as it dawned on him. "Well, well, well. To what do we owe the pleasure Eraserhead?" Shigaraki asked with a smirk as the ravenette glared daggers at him.

"Tch' not much of a pleasure if you asked me." Aizawa grumbled dryly as he punched a male in the face, quickly slipping away from an incoming attack. "What are you doing here?" He questioned as he broke the arm of the remaining villain in his proximity.

"I'm here to kill All Might of course." He grinned charging at the ravenette who quickly captured him in his scarf, yanking on the fabric harshly before jabbing the male in the stomach.

Shigaraki quickly grabbed Aizawa's elbow letting out a pained growl before being pushed away. He watched in twisted satisfaction as the male gripped his elbow with his hand. A small chuckle escaped his lips as the male charged at him. However he didn't move, instead snapped his fingers and watched as the male was slammed into the ground.

The Nomu grabbed his arm pulling it back. The blue haired male smiled widely at the unsettling crack that was immitted from the heroes arm. He howled out in pain. However in the corner of Shigaraki's eyes, although it was a rather small movement he dashed.

An unsettling chuckle escaped the younger males lips as he stood up straight removing his hand from the young females face. He turned to look at the raven haired male. "You're just so damn cool Eraser." He smirked as the Nomu once again slammed the glaring teachers head into the ground. The pool of blood growing from beneath the limp body.

"SMASH!!" A green haired male shouted as he lunged at the leader of the group. Only the maxed out punch was blocked by the Nomu.

This should be interesting.