Capítulo 1202: 52
To say Momo was enjoying herself was a mistake, largely because whoever said that was going to be quickly met with the smiling laughter of someone that was getting way too happy about being able to beat people up. For her, doing so without ever being noticed was the best part. It made each and every takedown a puzzle; some with one answer, others with multiple answers, and a rare few that could be considered a challenge.
[Izuku Midoriya: Your targets should be in there.]
Momo licked her lips and watched as a green marker appeared on the building she had already been looking at. There were more than a few villains guarding the building, and even more that had been looting the various buildings around the city. Because of her family's connections, she had been to I-Island before, and it hurt to see the once glowing city reduced to its current state.
She was going to enjoy this just the slightest bit more than she should.
[Momo Yaoyorozu: Right, I'll let you know when I have the hostages secured.
Izuku Midoriya: Okay. I'll meet up with Hawks and start the party.]
Despite herself, Momo smiled. Things had been going well, even if she'd already had to fight a dozen villains just to turn the power off.
[Feat: Resourceful Source.
You have greater control over anything you make.]
At first, Momo had selected this feat purely to enhance any items she made with her quirk. And the feat did just that. But, she wasn't aware that "anything" meant, well, pretty much anything, and that included any sounds that she made, so her already ludicrously high stealth abilities were even greater now.
With her night vision goggles equipped, Momo brazenly strode across the street, her trusted magical staff of knocking people the fuck out at the ready, and the formula for her fear cloud fresh in her mind, ready to be summoned at a moment's notice.
The first guard was out before he even noticed her, and it was only by pure chance that the second had seen her. She didn't even wait for him to process the fact that his friend had fallen before she had knocked him out with an electrical shock from the tip of her staff, triggering its 'mama said knock you out' effect and sending him to the ground foaming at the mouth.
Which was normally a bad sign for people. Most people shouldn't be foaming at the mouth.
But that villain had a Hyena head so that might just be normal.
Now, it was time to go hunting for the rest.
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Why the hell was he here again?
Inosuke rubbed his shoulders. It was way too fucking cold at night now that the power was off. Shit, it was cold even before that, but now it was just extra cold. Even if it was his choice to currently remain largely shirtless, he had a jean jacket on, but his leather pants didn't really do much to keep his junk warm. Could his dick get frostbite?
And why the hell was he here?
Right, because some dude in a suit had given him a quirk in exchange for showing up to do villain shit.
He didn't even really want to be a villain, he was more an anarchist-leaning villain that enjoyed the aesthetic of villainy without actually committing any crimes. It wasn't like he could even fight someone if he wanted to. Even if he had two kickass quirks now, it wasn't like he wanted to go robbing banks or messing other people up just to be a dick.
He just wanted to jam and shit.
But he seriously did not vibe with the whole city, let alone the other people here.
Hell, the only person he found that was even remotely interesting was Ember, and all she wanted to do was talk about burning everything to the ground with her admittedly sick-ass vocals.
With a yawn that turned into a shiver, Inosuke rubbed his arms and eyed the green-haired guy holding a clipboard. He hated clipboards, they were a representation of the man and a sign of oppression.
So why the hell was he working for some guy in a suit?
"Hey there." The green haired civil servant wanna-be walked up to him with the kind of balls that could only be had by someone that had given their soul up to the man. For this fucker to be just casually walking around like this, he had to be high up on the food chain. And that was a chain that Inosuke knew better than to fuck with. "Mind if I ask you some questions?"
The fuck was this, a survey?
In the middle of the night?
In the middle of a city that was ruled by the literal manifestation of the evils of a capitalist society where the rich were powerful and the weak were exploited?
Totally not sus at all.
"Yeah, sure, why the fuck not."
"Great, great," fake ass sounding man-bot. "Alright, so, first question, what are you doing here?"
"Standing and shit, all I know is that the power went out and the big suit decided we all needed to go search the city for heroes or shit."
"Ahh, and where is the big suit?"
Inosuke pointed towards the big fuckin' tower. The thing practically said 'whoever the fuck is in charge be here'
"Good, good." Fucker said two more g words in a row again and he was about to get an axe to the face. "Now then, do you have some way to call everyone here?"
Inosuke brought up his fingers and showed off the flashy blue lightning that he had been given. "Yeah, why?"
Clipboard-man smiled and nodded. Wait, there wasn't shit on the clipboard. The fuck was all these questions for then? "One last question, if you don't mind."
Sure, why the fuck not. "Alright."
"Would you like to surrender?"
"To what? The British?"
The clipboard guy held his hand out to the side with a level of laziness that Inosuke could respect. A moment later, a wall of flesh appeared beside both of them, all but dominating the street, and Inosuke recognized what that flesh was. How could he not, he'd been staring at Ember's for the better part of three days now, the only thing difference was the sheer size of it all.
The biggest pair of tits he had ever seen had just appeared out of nowhere.
"What the—"
Whatever Inosuke was about to think was immediately pushed to the side in the wake of Fucking All Might emerging from that cleavage like it was a front fucking door. For a few moments, as a few more heroes emerged one after another from those tits, Inosuke couldn't think of a damn thing.
Then, finally, he managed to have a single thought.
"What was that about surrendering?" He asked the clipboard hero. Nah, hero wasn't right, anyone that could just casually summon tits like that was a god.
The green haired guy held out a pair of handcuffs and smiled. "Wear these, and sit down over there."
"Right, right," Cuffs on. "Anything else mate?"
"Not for now. Try not to get crushed though."
"You're not going to summon more tits are ya?"
"Nah."
Shame
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Things were degrading faster than he would have thought.
It had been less than an hour since the power had gone out and already the streets were filled with heroes. Most of the hostages were likely freed already, and it felt like the heroes weren't just two steps ahead of him, but that they were playing an entirely different game.
It felt like every command he gave was playing right into their hands, like they knew what he was going to do before he could even do it.
What's more, the heroes were acting so fluidly with each other. They had to have someone with a quirk that was guiding them. That was the only option.
He needed to find who and take them out.
With a cold determination, he moved over to grab his crown, the completed version of why he had truly come to this island. A quirk enhancing headband. A few of his most trusted subordinates already had the prototypes, and though one had been killed, the others were alive and more than ready to show off what they could do.
A smile spread across his face as he placed the crown onto his head, the activation buzzing through his entire body. In twenty six minutes, it wouldn't matter what they did. It would be too late.
"But how did they get on the island?"
"Sir!" One of his more trusted subordinates ran into the room stumbling forward and kneeled. It felt good to be so feared, so worshiped. "We found out where the heroes are coming from!"
"Oh? Where? Someone with a portal quirk I'm guessing."
"Uhh, maybe, but, they're—"
A bright light erupted from the skies above I-Island as the dragoon hero Ryukyu shot a beam of lightning out of her mouth, striking down the Red Tyrant with a shocking amount of ease. In theory, Tyrant would have been able to obliterate Ryukyu most days, but apparently she had a quirk awakening.
Annoying.
"As you were saying?"
"Tits."
"Pardon?"
"The heroes! They came from a giant pair of tits."
The fuck?
AN: The Tit bus has arrived, and it's full of ass kicking!
That said, I have no idea what I'm going to do for the fights. I know how I want this arc to end, but everything else in between is going to be mildly jank.
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