In a world where your value is placed on your Quirk, what happens when you're quirkless? A fork in the road. Izuku Midoriya became a hero, (Y/n) (L/n) became a villain. When faced with a man who had the attitude of a villain and the fortitude of a h...
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Chapter Two - Dangerous Encounters
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After giving yourself a few seconds to recover, you rolled over and got onto your knees. Tomura was still on the floor, bleeding onto the wood whilst glaring holes into your mask. Huffing, you pulled the suffocating thing off, enjoying the semi-fresh air that greeted your lungs. The mask was comfortable, providing security from the fear of being discovered, but it wasn't your favorite part of the costume.
"'We should go' I said. 'The heroes will be here soon and we'll be screwed' I warned," You grumbled, stepping around the counter to fish out the first aid kit that was always kept on hand, "But no! No one listens to me. Is it because I'm fifteen? Is that it? Do you not respect me?"
"(Y/n), I swear to god-"
"No I'm being serious. Our first real mission, and I'm being treated like one of those goons," hooking your arms under Tomura's, you took only some pleasure in the pained hisses he let out as you flipped him over to get to the bullet wounds. You looked at the arms first, debating whether to keep them in the skin or not, "Tomura, you aren't alone. Call us friends, allies, pawns, I don't care, but you can't go about things blindly like this. I'm young, I get it, but I grew up fast and I'm here to help you show that society needs to change. So please, trust me."
Tomura was silent for a few seconds, before giving a small grunt. It was the most you would get out of him. Kurogiri cleared his throat, and it was then that you noticed All for One was on the screen.
"Shot in both arms and legs, all those underlings wiped out, even Nomu was beaten. We failed. Those kids were so strong," Tomura informed his master as you pulled out the first bullet - having decided it would be better to remove them - "And the Symbol of Peace wasn't weakened at all. You were wrong, Master. So wrong!"
Sending the TV screen a wary glance, you wished you could see All for One's face. He didn't like being told he was wrong, you knew that well. But he was more than willing to play the long game. Always playing the game and sacrificing pawns knowing he'd never run out of pieces. Perhaps you'd be one of them one day, serving a cause that matched your beliefs like a deformed puzzle piece-
"I need to cut your shirt," you told Tomura quietly, already tearing the fabric to reveal the wound in its entirety so you could wrap it.
"No, I wasn't. We just weren't as prepared as we should have been."
"I agree," the Doctor chimed in, "We weren't ready for them. Thankfully, we failed under that cheap League of Villains name and not our own. What about the creature Master and I created? Where is Nomu?"
