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Anger coursed through his veins.
4 days, less than that, he had been gone. Recruiting more people and gaining allies. Doing as his ‘father’ had asked. Glowing eyes glare forward as he attempts not to externally freak out at his brother’s impatience. His idiocy. His utter lack of understanding that rushing to a location full of heroes, even just trainees, was a fucking death wish.
They were never meant to interact with the fucking heroes. Just in and out. Which clearly worked the first time, with minor mistakes. Now, everything was fucked.
Fueled by the nervous fire burning under his skin, he bursts through the back doors of the bar, Izuku is greeted by complete silence. Growling, he spins to look at the tv embedded into the wall.
“Where the fuck are they?” he hisses.
The TV comes to life, the deep voice of All For One filling the room. “You already know the answer.”
Golden flames burst along his skin as Izuku loses momentary control of his quirk.
“Are you fucking kidding me? I spent over a year working on this infiltration plan and you let Tomura go in half-baked?” his volume is raising as he speaks. While the man, thing, may not care much for Shiggy, but he fucking did. That was his brother. One of the few people on this earth he cared about.
“Tomura needs to be able to make mistakes, and who knows, he may succeed.” All For One supplies and Izu nearly loses his shit, again.
“Are you kidding? You’ve filled his head with impossible ideals. Killing All Might will take more than him and a hundred or so D-grade goons from the back streets of Musutafu. Even with the injury you inflicted, he is still All Might.” he yelled. All For One sighed and Izuku wanted to punch the TV.
“You should have more faith in your sibling. Besides, he has a Nomu.”
Izuku felt his entire body lose air. A Nomu. He gave Tomura a Nomu. His man child of a brother… was given a mindless, killing machine that was made from the parts of broken dead people. His very carefully crafted veneer cracks, eyes going wide.
The mission was supposed to be information gathering. They were supposed to be learning about the students and finding out the dumb blond's whereabouts so they can track him better. Not this! No one was supposed to get hurt. Least of all fucking students. And Kami only knows what the fuck All For One fed Tomura before going.
Fuck.
Fuck.
FUCK!
Glaring at the TV, he takes a deep calming breath, releases it, and lets his face drop into a neutral expression. If the man -monster- realizes just how upset he was, All For One would abuse and use that weakness to his advantage. Like before…
Waving his right hand, a portal opens up. “Well, since you have so much faith in him, let's see how he’s faring. But if I'm correct, things have gone sideways and he is losing his facilities. The plan I meticulously put together, for you, is now wasted. And if that is the case, father , and Tomura is hurt, I will burn down three of the doctors' facilities to the ground.”
“Izuku.” there is a tightness to the man's voice.
“I am beyond pissed and you will reap what you sow, old man.” He states, before walking through. It couldn’t be that bad….
Oh, oh boy, things were 100% completely fucked.
Having portaled into the forest Izuku changes positions higher up onto a tree. Balancing perfectly on a limb he gains a better view of the chaos.
Tomura has lost the hand he normally wears on his face, his arm held close to his chest, and most likely broken from the slightly odd angle it was sitting at. The Nomu was encased in a thick layer of ice, All Might preparing to hit the thing. Then there was Kurogiri who was pinned down by… oh, oh .
Eyes wide Izuku can’t help but let out a hysterical chuckle. The universe is truly a bastard. Sighing, he takes a calming breath and raises his hand placing his next portal directly beside his brother. Izuku's face drops and his Villain Deku mask takes its place.
I can do this.