My Villain Academia

"Native? That's the dweeb with the Spirit Animals right?"

"Correct. The guy who dresses like a Native American."

"HAH! Oh man I can only imagine how humiliating that must be for him. A pro hero being humiliated by a villain and needing to be saved by a bunch of kids. That's more despairingly humiliating than the shame those idiots felt at the sludge incident!" She continued laughing. Death Arms, Backdraft, Mt Lady and Slugger had faced quite a bit of scrutiny after that incident for not saving Bakugou in front of the press. It got even worse when Izuku ran into the fight and contributed more with a backpack than the so called professional heroes were with their Quirks until All Might showed up. Junko seizing the chance to wave down Hawks' and warn him about the attack, leading him to comment on it, leading to further shame falling on them. As the No. 3 hero who made a meteoric rise in popularity and effectiveness, his opinions matter to a lot of people and his endorsement or criticism can make or break someone's career.

After all, law enforcement standing aside as a violent crime was committed would be terrible PR already without them being celebrities like Heroes are.

Afterword, Junko had capitalized on this incident to recruit new members to her Order Of Despair thanks to the resulting shock the shame of the Pros had left on the people. They would play their part in spreading that dissent among the people. Can't Stop Free Speech. It was a war on two fronts. Junko's people would work among the people spreading her word while the League of Villains attacked from the front with their big displays of power. Slowly, gradually, they would erode people's faith in Hero Society.

"Ohhh that's rich. Let me see." She looked it up on her phone. "Oh myyyyy. Yo Toga! Wanna see check out some cute wounded boys covered in bloody wounds?"

Toga's head swiveled around to look back at them. "Coming!" She zoomed over and looked athe pictures of the wounded students: Tenya, Bakugou, Todoroki and..."Ohhhh! What a cutie! That's Izuku! That's my 'Zuku! That's my bone breaker! I was watching him at the Sports Festival! He's so hardcore he was wounding himself! I love him! He looks even better covered in blood!"

"I cannot get enough of this girl!" Junko laughed. "She's great!"

Mukuro stared at the picture of Deku and the others. "Hmmmmmm."

"See someone you like, Mukky Butt?"

"...Junko. I would like to go on a Recon Mission."

"What kind of Recon Mission?" Toga asked.

"Combat Training. Considering how their fight with Stain went down, UA High will likely start increasing their Combat Training. This will lead to training from the Pro Heroes but also from fighters within their age group. That means they'll likely request help from Hope's Peak's Talented Students. More specifically, the combatants among us. That means they'll ask for help from Sakura, Akane, Nekomaru, Penko and myself. Since we can obviously file this under Honing Our Talents then the upper brass won't have any problems with it. I can use this chance to infiltrate UA High and gauge their combat abilities for myself and then report back."

"Just got here and I'm already leading a Hero Hit Squad. I'm in. I'll have to see The Quirks of the others in action before I select my team but I can recommend Toga to the party. Trust me, I've seen her with a knife. She's a fucking surgeon when she gets going."

"An excellent suggestion. Alright, she's in." Shigaraki and Dabi stood up and they walked to the door. "Come on then, I'll introduce you to the others and you can select your teammates." He opened the door. "There are a few of my own I can recommend. We've got Mr.Compress, Muscular, Moonfish, Twice..."

"Twice? Really? That schizo?"

"Not that it's a big deal, but I'm pretty sure the technical term is Dissociative identity disorder." Shigaraki pointed out as they walked back into the main room where the League of Villains were hanging out and mingling together. "Plus, come on, he can create a clone of one person at a time. Imagine a version of you who can go completely all out with zero regard for his own safety. Imagine the devastation you could wreak."

Dabi smiled. "Oh you and I are going to be the best of friends. I want to meet this guy now."


"About time you showed yourself, handjob." A deep voice spoke up from the bar.

"Excuse me?"

They looked over to the bar where a giant muscular man clad in blood soaked indigo samurai armor. He set down his drink and stood up to his full height. "I've been waiting to have a talk with you, you little midget. See, what I don't get is why we're taking orders from a snot nosed little punk with hands all over his face who's already lost to the heroes and freaking Stain like a little bitch. Why don't you just go play in the corner and let the real men lead this league to victory?" The armored giant asked as he stood over over them.



Shigaraki looked at Kurogiri over at the bar. "Hey? Kurogiri? Who's this guy?"

"Professor Banzai." The shadowy bartender villain informed him. "He's an American Super-Villain who fled to Japan after a...well, we'll be generous and call it a 'fight' with Thor, followed by a lengthy hospital stay, after which he went into hiding before eventually revealing himself again. Since then he's stuck to fighting the low level heroes to build his reputation. He applied when he heard about recruitment drive."

"Powers?"

"The usual. He's big and he has enhanced strength and durability."

"Huh. Well that's lame. I was expecting something impressive."

Professor Banzai unsheathed his swords at the speeds of a Kenjutsu Master and pointed one at Shigaraki and the other at Dabi. "I joined to give you pathetic little bitches some guidance. I'm the most experienced villain here so you're going to need my leadership. I'm taking over you little pissants effective immediately!"

"You want me to deal with this?" Dabi offered.

"No. I need this. Besides, a leader should keep his house in order." Shigaraki replied and dashed to the side and grabbed the gauntlet on his other arm with all five of his fingers.

Professor Banzai yelled out as the metal gauntlet cracked and broke apart as decay began spreading up his arm while Shigaraki's fingers broke through hand broke through and grabbed his flesh. His sword clattered to the ground and his skin cracked and snapped and broke apart exposing the raw muscle underneath! The rest of the League sat up and took notice as Banzai's flesh turned to dust as it fell to the floor and even Dabi took a step back! Banzai screamed in pain as his arm began breaking apart from the effects of the decay traveling up his body.

(You know...I don't recall Eraserhead screaming when I was rotting away his elbow.) Shigaraki noted with mild amusement. He kicked up the sword with his foot while Banzai's arm continued to rot away. He caught the sword and sliced off Banzai's arm. Blood sprayed from his wound while the severed arm fell to the floor and broke apart into bloody chunks from the effects of his decay. Shigaraki flicked the blood off of the sword and kicked Banzai in the chest and knocked him over. He put one foot on his chest and leaned down real close to Banzai's face. "So tell me, pissant, who is in charge here?"

"Y-y-y..."

Shigaraki stabbed the sword into the floor next to Banzai's helmet. "Say it."

"Y-y-you...you...y-you're...you're in...charge."

"Good man." Then Shigaraki grabbed his face with both hands and rotted it away. The rest of the League could only watch as Professor Banzai's helmet rotted away, followed by the flesh of face, then the muscles beneath, and finally his skull broke apart into bloody chunks and was crushed between his hands. Shigaraki stood up and brushed off his hands. "Okay then!"



"Does anybody else have something to say or can we get back to business?" Nobody stepped forward. "Great! Business it is!"

Dabi kicked the body. "So what are we going to do with this?"

Shigaraki paused for a few seconds before he came up with something. "Alright. I've got it. We'll strip off the armor, give the swords to Spinner, put the armor in a trophy case, have Toga skin the body, then Mr.Compress can shrink down the body and we'll drop it off on some hero's lawn." (Ahhhh but which to choose? Urgh. It's going to be day in itself. Ah screw it, I'll get to it when I get to it...) "The first thing is first though, we need to clean this up."


"That was freaking disturbing! I love this guy!" Twice declared first in shock and then in jubilation.

"Sweet! I'm getting two extra swords!" Spinner declared triumphantly.