Toya Bakugo is Katsuki Bakugo's younger adopted brother, his personality is vastly different from his brother. Ever since he was taken in by the Bakugo's Katsuki has made it clear the two would become the best heroes ever. With his brother beside hi...
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Toya felt the wind pick up just as the many figures moved forward to attack, his blue eyes seemed to scan the clearing taking in the variety of quirks being used. Then with spin, he ducked under a kick that came from a teleportation quirk user, his jacket was blown off by the sudden wind bursting from the fingertips of another. He could feel the pressure of multiple eyes fall on the bandages on the nub that used to be his arm, but as the group felt hesitant the smaller boy continued.
Using his good arm he leaned on the ground and pushed the teleportation quirk user up over his body with his legs, all the while using the momentum given to do a back handspring. At the sight of his continued fighting, the rest moved forward, ready to attack. As a group of five moved forward, it seemed to Toya that they had quirks that would work together so knowing he needed to move quickly his fingers began to glow.
The group noticed how it seemed like the air around the boy began to shift as it swirled around him, and as the team of five got closer Toya moved. He twirled using the momentum from his body to send out his quirk like a kick of air, sending the team back right as they activated their quirk. The female with what looked like a dust quirk had thrown out her arms, hot water from the other sprayed from his fingers while another had begun to heat up the area. It was meant for Toya, their target, but as they fell the three trapped all five of their teammates in what seemed to be a cement-like texture.
As more ran at Toya he quickly analyzed their abilities and either used them against the opponent or used his own abilities to capture them. Until soon enough he stood panting in the middle of the compound, bodies held down all around him in either ice or various other quirky things.
Toya looked at the last five of the gang, three of which were his father, his uncle, and his childhood friend. He took a deep breath to prepare himself when he felt the ground shift underneath him and spinning with air to shoot himself up into the sky. Noticing the ground seemed to be completely black he noticed his uncle's eyes were a charcoal black, and with this knowledge, Toya's fingers began to glow a deep red.
He winced slightly as it felt like his fingertips were rubbed raw from the overuse of his quirk, but he was quick to ignore this as he saw darkness in his peripheral. Toya dodged to the side right as he snapped his fingers, and used bursts of air from his mouth to direct the heat at his uncle. Instantly his uncle winced away which caused the shadows on the ground to sink away, but as what looked like ink blobs attached to Toya from his right he gave a grunt.
Even as the young girl, of which he remembered being with his uncle at the Sports Festival, began to use the ink to pull at Toya to capture the boy but noticed something strange. Instead of skin being pulled she noticed pink petals being pulled away and after looking closely she noticed that anywhere her ink had gotten near had been covered by petals.
Toya fluttered away using his petals which seemed to grow from his very skin to burst out over the ground leaving him time to move. As they couldn't help but admire the view of sakura petals fluttering over their home Toya moved quickly, staying low to make his way around the five. As he appeared behind them he noticed his father's head tilted slightly, his eyes focused solely on Toya.
His hand began to glow and instantly the five were encased in ice...or so he thought. His father stood a few feet ahead looking up at the petals falling around them, his face calm before he finally spoke.
"So, you didn't think you could use our family quirk because you lost your arm...why didn't you tell me?" His voice was soft-spoken and Toya slowly made his way over to his father before stopping beside him.
"I didn't want to disappoint you," Toya replied looking over the surrounding clan before waving his arm. Instantly vines burst away from people letting them go while other vines broke through the cement, dirt, and ice that held others.
"I didn't...hear anything about this." His father hummed, his eyes clear in his confusion while Toya couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Well, I had already figured out how to hide my missing limb by the time Masaru found me." At this declaration, he could feel the surprise coming from his father but Toya ignored it.
"Yes, I know Masaru was sent by you. Though it seems it took a while to find me."
"How did you-"
"He called me Young Lord a few times when I first moved into the Bakugo house." At this his father fell silent once more, watching as the unseen made their ways to stand in front of the two.
Newfound admiration could be found in their eyes at Toya after he had easily analyzed and taken down their forces. But even still there was unease at losing the head of the unseen just yet, having had Akuma as their leader for years the idea of a child long lost stepping in a bit offputting for some.
"...So Toya you thought you've lost the unseen clan's quirk, but there I want you to think for a minute. When Echi or I use our abilities, do you see us clapping our hands together?" Even as he spoke the older yakuza member lifted his hand to show it was no longer there, and instead in its place was shadowed fluctuating. Toya was surprised to feel a hand gently placed on his head and noticed his father's arm having used the unseen technique of teleportation to put his hand there.
"But...when I was young-"
"Did you know that when young unseen start out they have a hard time feeling the motions of shadows, so to help them concentrate we found that putting their hands together they would stay still enough to listen." Toya stared at his father with wide eyes as what he was saying finally clicked in his brain.
