Revenge (V-DEKU AU)

18

"During the news broadcast a few months back, there was a security breach at Shigaraki's base. Our guys managed to snag some Nomu dna and blend in with the crowd of bystanders."

Izuku stood frozen. That's why...we lost all the Nomu stuff...it was the Shie Hassakai...

"I assume you are having mixed feelings. We reprogrammed these Nomu to be stronger in a different way. We reduced their quirks with the drug I created. They have minds of their own now, but still are amenable enough to follow our commands."

Izuku glanced to get a better look at the stolen Nomu. It was true, they looked more human-like and less grotesque.

"You've tested one out?" muttered Izuku, in a noticibly lower tone.

"Yes. You may have noticed the blood splat in the hallway. Forgive my manners, I forgot to clean up the mess. That was one of the new Hassakai Nomu. His name is Hiroto." commented Chisaki, tapping on a glass cylinder. There was a Nomu inside with white eyes, pale sickly skin, and a gaping mouth revealing lots of sharp teeth.

"You name them?" mumbled Izuku, still looking at the adapted Nomu with a slight hint of fear laced into his voice.

"Well they are humans, just like us."

Izuku forced a smile, though it only showed his eyes outside of the mask he wore.

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Meanwhile with Katsuki,

He was thinking a lot about something. Or someone to be precise. His brows were furrowed as usual as he sat outback with a bottle of water.

"Stupid Deku making me feel things."

"Like what things?" asked a jovial voice from behind him.

"Dammit you bastard. What the hell do you want?" growled Katsuki, completely red in the face.

"Woah woah, chill man. I wanted to know if you wanted to uh~ hang out or something this weekend." asked Kirishima in a shaky voice.

"You best ask someone else Shitty Hair. That one night didn't mean anything you know."

The red-haired boy lowed his head to where only a shadow loomed over his eyes.

"Then what did it mean Bakugou?" Kirishima's tone had drastically shifted to a melancholy mumble rather than the usual cheerful upbeat tone it was a minute ago.

"I thought we were friends. Just...don't talk to me at all if this is what's going to happen.." were the last words that Bakugou heard from the boy before he turned and walked away.

"Well screw this." mumbled Bakugou before grabbing his water bottle and heading upstairs.
He didn't know how to handle all of the drama that was bubbling around the class. He didn't expect Deku, the weak crybaby loser, to get sent to prison and hate him.

"Hey Bakugou!" chirped the upbeat squeaky voice of Mina. "We are going to go out to the cafe! Momo is paying so don't worry about money. We all want you to come!"

Bakugou's brows knit together as he avoided eye contact with the pink girl in front of him. He had better things to do than go to some cafe just to pretend he likes everyone.

Screw it, I'm outta moves

"Fine whatever. Is Shitty Hair going?" mumbled Bakugou in his usual growly tone.

"EEEE YOU SAID YES! And...I haven't asked Kiri yet, but he will probably wanna go. I know him well!"

"Ayy Bakubro! You're coming with us? Apparently it isn't a maid cafe which sucks."