MHA: Slipstream

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<Japan / Bar / 23:17>

"Hey Giran, send these brats back to the nursery you took them from" Shigaraki spoke with annoyance as he looked at the new people who entered his home base. "You brought in just the two types of people I hate the most."

"A childish brat."

Shigaraki's gaze focused of a cute girl with healthy fair skin. Her eyes have a slender slit-like iris similar to a cat's, Shigaraki saw how the girl had sharp fangs due to the crazy smile she was giving him. She has pale ash blonde hair, combed into two messy buns from which numerous wild locks stick out, a straight fringe and two chin-length side bangs framing her face.

She was dressed in a plain seifuku with a kansai collar, both the skirt and shirt in dark blue with a double white trim, matched with a red scarf that she loosely knotted underneath.

Beyond her feline features and expression straight out of a hentai manga, there was nothing to highlight.

"And a disrespectful edgy."

Said Edgy was a tall young adult by standard, his build was slender but some muscle was noticeable. He has jet black hair like any good Edgylord, along with a pair of sharp turquoise eyes.

His most striking feature is undoubtedly the patches of burnt, wrinkled, purple skin that cover much of his lower face and neck, down past his collarbone, under his eyes, around his torso and his limbs. They appear to be attached to the rest of the skin by multiple staples, presumably self-made.

"Hahaha!" The cute schoolgirl giggled with glee as she looked at Shigaraki with sick glee. "You're funny hands man! My name is Himiko Toga! I want an easier life! I want to drink blood without being looked at! Let me join!"

"So you're the leader of the League of Villains huh?" Spoke the living corpse as he approached Shigaraki with arrogance and contempt. "Hehe, look like a loser who is desperate to get some manpower since he can't make it on his own."

"At least Harley Queen managed to give me her name, besides..." Shigaraki slowly stood up from his seat as he faced Zombie Edgy looking at him with defiance. 

They both stared at each other for a moment before Shigaraki spoke. 

"Say that again?"

Zombie Edgy grinned like a fox as he gave Shigaraki a mocking look as he opened his mouth. "You heard me, you're a failure-"

Before he could complete the sentence Shigaraki's hand was glued to his mouth with squeezing it tightly but without activating his Quirk. Zombie Edgy tried to use his Quirk but realized that his hands were surrounded by a dark purple mist, Edgy turned his gaze towards Kurogiri who was simply still calmly cleaning his glasses.

"Listen to me well little cockroach, if I wanted to right now you would be nothing but a mere pile of dust at my feet" Shigaraki spoke with venom and condescension, Edgy flinched seeming to react to the explosive anger Shigaraki was somehow holding back. The latter approached Edgy's ear and whispered with an overwhelming murderous aura that made every staff inside the bar's hair stand on end. "You are nothing but disposable trash that I need to accomplish our goal, so now, say. Which. Is. You. Name."

Somewhere in Shigaraki's twisted mind, he wondered how he got into this situation....

 

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<A week ago...>

"Master! I don't understand why we are doing this!" Shigaraki exclaimed angrily as he looked at the television which was emitting a completely white image on its screen. Tomura was talking to it as if it were a real person.

Surprisingly said television, responded to Shigaraki with a deep and slightly annoyed voice, but with a strange air of power in it that made Shigaraki flinch out of pure instinct, as if he was being watched by a super predator. "What part of 'this' don't you understand Tomura?"

"Why do I have to look for allies again?!" Shigaraki shouted as he slammed his fist against the bar counter. "Those USJ idiots were useless and Stain was a jerk who refused to join us!"

"Tomura..." The person behind the TV let out an annoyed sigh before speaking with authority. "You need allies to destroy this Society, now that you have a clear purpose to follow you need to follow a plan to get to that purpose and a little help is never a bad thing, besides forming connections will always be beneficial in the long run."

Shigaraki gritted his teeth in anger as he brought a maso to his neck and started scratching hurting his skin. "Then just give me more Nomu and I'll finish off All Might myself!"

"Listen carefully Shigaraki Tomura" Getting tired of Shigaraki's nonsense, the person behind the TV spoke maliciously and with so much authority that it seemed the world itself must shut up if it did not want to die. "You have already failed twice causing me losses and tarnishing your "League of Villains", as punishment you will have no more help from me or my associates until you get some beneficial result."

"But-"

"Is that clear or do you have anything to add?" The voice spoke arrogantly, almost daring Shigaraki to continue his outburst.

"...No Master" Shigaraki muttered reluctantly through gritted teeth.

"Excellent. Think carefully about your next move Tomura and try to follow my advice, extra hands never hurt" And with that, the TV suddenly went off leaving the bar in dead silence.

"..." Kurogiri, who was cleaning his glasses turned to Shigaraki who was frozen as he took in his Master's words. "...What are we doing then?"

"..." Shigaraki bit his lip hard drawing a drop of blood that spilled onto the bar. The iron taste of blood managed to calm Shigaraki down enough for him to finally, do something that made sense, but more importantly, purpose. "Llama Giran, we'll take advantage of the fame of the Stain Video to promote us and get some kind of fame for having collaborated with that murderous idiot. I'll follow in the Master's footsteps and get some allies, besides that, contact that old witch Moira again, we need some information."

"What do you need to contact Giran for and what kind of information are we looking for?" asked Kurogiri tentatively.

While he had been assigned to Shigaraki as his protector, that didn't mean he had any true loyalty to Shigaraki. At least, not yet.

"We need high level Villains, I refuse to work with useless trash like in USJ" Shigaraki spoke with venom in his voice as he ripped at his neck with both hands quickly. "Erase that, we still have the UA information we got at USJ don't we?"

"That's right, they are stored in the back room" Kurogiri nodded in confusion as he watched Shigaraki go crazy.

"Kukuku... excellent" Shigaraki laughed with glee as he marked in his mind his next target.  'I won't fail again... not this time...'

 

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<Present>

""...""

After a while Shigaraki left Edgy who collapsed on the floor breathing heavily. Slowly he got back to his feet this time with a wary look on his face and his hands out of his pockets.

"Dabi" Replied the one now known as Dabi reluctantly. "I am known as Dabi."

"I speak Chinese or what?" snorted Shigaraki with his arms crossed and a bored look on his face. "I asked for your real name."

"I'll give it to you some other time" Dabi replied averting his gaze taking Shigaraki's nerves. "That's not important now"

"You-"

"Tomura" Kurogiri said foreseeing what Shigaraki was about to do, after all, he didn't want to have to repair his bar. "Calm down"

"..." Shigaraki simply looked at Dabi with an indecipherable look before simply turning around and walking out of the bar. "Stay here, I'll kill you if you run away."

The bar fell into a tense silence before it was broken by a cute giggle.

"Fufufu, I think I like it!"

 

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<Unknown> <At the same time...>

Inside what appeared to be a completely empty white room a figure could be seen moving around another as if searching for some weakness.

The still figure was none other than Reaper, even standing completely still he emitted an aura of danger around him that made his attacker hesitate.

The other figure, surprisingly, was Sombra. The said girl was sweating profusely while breathing heavily.

Both were wearing gray training suits, except for Reaper who was still wearing his mask. He now looked like the White Death if there was such a thing.

"HA!" Sombra shouted as she launched a high kick at Reaper's head, the latter simply leaned back a bit before grabbing Sombra's foot and pushing her backwards causing the brunette to lose her balance and fall to the ground.

"Again" Reaper said boredly as he looked at Sombra, who simply shot him an annoyed look.

"Nope! I've had enough of this for today!" Sombra exclaimed as she collapsed on the floor completely exhausted. "And I'd appreciate it if you'd let me work instead of doing these unnecessary beatings."

"They're not beatings and they're not unnecessary, it's training you need. You have no talent whatsoever for hand to hand combat that's obvious to both of us" Reaper explained in a flat voice, although in his mind he had to admit that there was something amusing about all this. " If you can't fight-"

"You just have to run away and for that I need good physical condition, yeah yeah, you've already repeated it like 50 times..." Sombra closed her eyes as she complained about the last 4 hours of intense training. It wasn't a lie when he said she was going to get her in shape.

Suddenly the door of the room opened suddenly to reveal the red-haired scientist, Moira. The latter was accompanied by two people.

The first of them was a sexy woman who would make everyone's shoulders drool with a single glance. Said woman had dark purple hair, strangely bluish skin and a pair of strangely vacant electric red eyes. She was dressed in a strange extremely tight outfit that left all her curves exposed.

Even Reaper who didn't notice such things couldn't help but be captivated for a moment by the woman's enormous beauty.

The woman was Widow, one of Moira's most recent experiments. Basically, the collaboration between Moira and the League of Villains Sponsor had led her to get her hands on Project Nomu. And while she couldn't replicate Project Nomu 100%, Widow was the closest thing she'd gotten to a Human, you could almost call her Artificial Human or Homunculus and it wouldn't make a difference.

The second woman following Moira was someone who was part of the Raid in which Reaper had been a participant. She was a tall woman with a walk that made you focus your eyes on her legs, thighs and butt, she had snow white hair and a pair of purple eyes that looked into nothingness.

This woman was none other than Kojo. And although Reaper was curious to know what Moira had done to her to make she swear loyalty to her, but the dead look on her face made Reaper shut his mouth and not ask about it.

"What do you want Moira?" Growled Reaper as he folded his arms, unlike Sombra, Moira didn't fall into Reaper's extremely sparse list of decent people. "We're training in case you can't see."

"I have another mission for you-" Moira spoke with a smile and her hands behind her back.

"No" Reaper said flatly as he thundered his neck.

"Excuse me?" Moira blinked puzzled and took a few seconds to respond with her eyes narrowed dangerously.

"We're not going on another 'mission' as you like to call your market errands" Reaper replied with mockery in his tone before walking up to Moira and facing her. He had forgotten the fact that Moira was in fact taller than him, possibly because the doctor was almost always seated. "Sombra and I are going to take a fucking break from this shit, besides we've already drawn too much attention to ourselves."

"Neither you nor Widow need to rest, what I need you to do-"

"I'm not doing anything, if you want someone to do something that's your new toy" Reaper growled menacingly as he looked straight into Moira's soul.

"Do I have to remind you who your boss is?" muttered Moira casually as her infected arm began to pulse eerily.

"You have 7 seconds to leave us alone and it's been 3" Reaper replied coolly at one point his shotgun had been pointed at Moira's head.

The training room was in total silence, Widow had taken out her rifle and was aiming at Reaper while Kojo was hiding behind the sexy woman. Sombra for her part had activated her Quirk and two large purple screens hovered in the air.

"...Well do what you want" Moira snorted as she clicked her tongue and turned her back to Reaper.

Reaper simply watched as Moira left along with her two bitches before turning his gaze back to Sombra who was looking at Reaper with wide eyes.

"What are you looking at...stand up, another three rounds, if you manage to hit me I'll give you a day off."

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