"What the fuck are they doing over there?"
Kakuzu watched as Dabi and Moonfish run for their lives as a giant crab spat out foamy bubbles to trap the villains in place. The bubbles had spread across the forest floor faster than they could react, it was difficult for them to avoid the trees that began toppling over from the sheer force of the bubbly wave. Moonfish tried to lift himself off the ground with his blade like teeth, but the bubbles made it hard for him to anchor himself to the floor.
Dabi on the other hand did not want to be burnt to a crisp a second time, he was already submerged in the sea foam and didn't want to see if it was flammable while he was stuck in it. It would be stupid of him to just start using his quirk while being stuck in this substance, it wouldn't help him if he killed himself over his impulsiveness.
The two villains were pretty helpless against the crustacean, the crab counters their quirks without even trying. Even if it didn't use its' all powerful foam bubbles, Moonfish wouldn't have been able to pierce the powerful armor around its body. Dabi probably would have been able to cook it if given enough time, but it would take too long for his flames to actually start to damage it. In simple terms, they were fucked. Thus, they could do nothing but wait for it to show them what happens to thieves that go after the secret Krabby Patty formula.
'Is this truly how I die? To some crab that a hero brat summoned and dropped off to deal with us as he focuses on other villains without a care in the world? That sucks. I couldn't even exact revenge on my father. Well it was a good attempt I guess...' Dabi thought as he watched the crab approach him with its claws outstretched.
"How pathetic." Dabi heard a deep disappointed groan as several black tendrils wrapped around the crab, immobilizing it. The crustacean struggled against the restraints but Kakuzu was stronger than it expected.
"Worthless trash villains, I'll be taking everything you own as compensation for saving your lives. Be grateful that I'm not Sasori or Deidara, they would've killed you two immediately." Kakuzu could barely restrain the greed creeping out of his voice as he spoke, he thoughtlessy ripped the crab to shreds with his tendrils as he imagined how much he could make by selling everything they had.
With the Crab no longer around to spew sea foam, Moonfish was finally able to stabilize himself with his teeth while Dabi trudged his way through the chest high bubble hell over to Kakuzu.
"I'll compensate you if we live long enough to get back to the hideout, we'll definitely get killed if the brat comes after us directly. We should stick together to at least support you if we run into him, you're our best bet at surviving an encounter with him." Dabi suggested. Truthfully speaking, he did not want to run into any more of those creepy creatures or the kid himself.
"Consider yourself lucky, I'm on my way over to my dumbasses right now. We will be regrouping with hand fetish soon, tell me if you see any other creature so we can avoid it. I don't want to be exhausted before fighting the final boss... aw shit." Kakuzu slapped his forehead with a depressed groan.
"What's wrong?" Dabi questioned, it was strange to see Kakuzu acting like this since the man only thinks about money.
"That fucker is is starting to affect my speech, I can't believe I referred to that kid as a final boss!" Kakuzu growled out in anger, he had been listening to Tomura bitch and moan about Yahiko and All Might for the past few months now and it affected him much more than he previously thought.
"Fuck my life, I better be paid extra for my emotional damage..." Kakuzu seethed quietly.
'Why am I even here?' Moonfish thought to himself.
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'My crustacean was killed quite easily by Kakuzu, shame. Muscular is running away from my rhino and my ox has successfully killed the Nomu. I'm almost back at the camp, but I haven't seen Tomura, Kurogiri, the artists, or Mr. Compress. They just might be hiding in wait by the mountains for the other villains to capture their targets or they could be at the camp. Mirko should be able to hold her own against Tomura and Kurogiri but I'm not sure about the artists.' Yahiko was observing the battlefield through the eyes of his summons.
'If it was just Sasori she would be fine, I mean someone like Sakura was able to beat his ass. Deidara on the other hand, would be a challenge for her. She can't use lightning to nullify his exploding clay and I'm pretty sure Pikachu is with Aizawa. There's also a possibility that they just avoided her completely and are trying to find a way to capture me with the least amount of casualties.' Yahiko thought about what Muscular said, his presence in U.A. has changed the goals of the league. They are no longer after Bakugo, but him instead. The possibility of there being multiple targets is also very high, which made him question who else they could possibly show interest in
"Uh-um... a-are they okay down there? Is cousin Mandalay alright? It looks like the blue fire is spreading, a-and that shadow thing is getting bigger... it's your classmate right? Shouldn't you go down there to help them?" Kota swallowed nervously, things were starting to get fierce in the forest. He could see trees getting flung around and massive blocks of ice forming out of nowhere. He is aware that his is in the presence of someone strong, ridiculously strong, but it didn't make him feel safe. He wanted to be with his cousin.
"I'm not here to babysit them, they can wipe their own asses (Well, deku might need some help since he still acts like he needs diapers). I'm sure they'll be fine, it's their battles anyway. Besides, I doubt they'd be happy if I ruined their fun by dropping some centipedes on them. Just be quiet and let me take you to your cousin, that way I can deal with this mess quickly." Yahiko responded dully, this kid was starting to get on his nerves. First he hates heroes because his parents were killed by Muscular, totally their fault for some reason (I can't remember, it's been a LONG time).But now he looked like he was ready to do a dogeza just for Yahiko to save everyone like All Might would.
'Why can't he be cute and respectful like Eri? Little shithead looks like he's going to burst into tears if I don't say that I'm going to save everyone.' Yahiko sighed and prepared himself for the incoming headache he was about to receive.
'It's times like these where my respect for Aizawa increases tenfold, I would go crazy if I had to deal with kids like this everyday. I should buy him a cat or something for his troubles, let him add it to his collection of children.' Yahiko shuddered as he recalled being nearly suffocated by the hairy children that would perch themselves on his sleeping form during his stay at Aizawa's place. Apparently, they found his facial piercing soothing and cool in the small stuffy one room apartment. It was like he was being stuffed in a fluffy oven, he would never make the mistake of sleeping face up at Aizawa's place again.
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Author's Note
Sup, it's been awhile huh? How long has it been? Lemme check... Nearly two years apparently... damn.
First of all, let me say this: shit hit the fan for me. It's been really hectic and I don't want to bother you all with the details of my personal life. I know that some of you have seen me lurking around and all on other fics, but it's a way for me to destress a bit y'know. But anyway, I've been thinking about this fic and to put it bluntly I don't like how I handled it. In the beginning with the world peace and Nine and all that, it was just me being a Pain fanboy and trying to come up with something creative (I failed terribly, I know) but it's also because I was a freshman? sophomore at the time I started this (I'm a senior citizen now, respect your elders). Obviously it was going to be edgy, I was but a little weeb chuuni at the time. I remember that my edgy cringe was a massive turn off and huge complaint ant the beginning, my bad, but I know that all of you bastards were also like this at one point of your lives so don't be flaming me for catching this cringe disease.
But another problem for me and this fic is the original manga, and I think that it's dog shit. The main reason I liked mha was because of the world, the superhero society and all that. I could care less about the characters or the plot in this series (except Himiko, Toga best girl) and I honestly haven't bothered to watch the anime in all this time. The last of the anime I remember was Endeavor, Hawks, and the flying Nomu. I haven't seen anything else about it besides fics since. Most of my mha information has been from other fics on webnovel. I don't intend on ever watch the series again for obvious reasons (deku, idc that he got all badass and edgy or whatever, I will always remember him as a annoying crybaby bitch mc) so I honestly don't know what to do with this fic right now.
My personal situation has gotten a bit better, and while I was away I brightened my horizons to new cool shit(*cough* Warhammer *cough*) so I might start something with my fanfic knowledge of the mha world and my VERY limited Warhammer 40k knowledge, I literally just scratched the surface of this awesome universe. Will most likely do something with Darktide, I've been waiting to get my hands on that game for so long.
I'm sorry for leaving you all starving like this, pls forgive this insolent author (pretty please?) for leaving without notice for almost 2 years. And for also being unsure about what to do with this mess of a fic. It didn't really have a direction that I wanted to point it to and I was just writing whatever came to mind while thinking about the short term and disregarded the long term.
I'll be lurking around (I hope) I think. Later! wait I almost forgot. Merry Christmas!