[Quantity of Quirks] My Villain Academia V1

“Hello, Kacchan.”

Those two words were enough to stop Bakugō Katsuki in his tracks. The explosions crackling along his skin ceased, and the red-haired extra next to him looked nervous. Katsuki whirled around and could hardly believe his eyes. Someone who had utterly vanished about a year ago was standing before him. Dressed in a black, fitted, pinstriped suit with a green tie. He looked different. The look in his eyes looked different. “Deku?!” Rage started to boil in his veins, his mission to take out that shadow-smoke bastard evaporating like the smoke from one of his blasts.

“It’s been, what, twelve months?” Izuku asked, his eyes glinting maliciously.

“Y-You know this guy?” Kirishima asked nervously, feeling a weird tension in the air. He hardened his arms, just in case.

“Oh, we go way back, don’t we Kacchan?” Izuku smiled thinly, eyes not leaving the blonde’s, “What’s wrong? Nothing to say?”

“What the FUCK is this?!” Katsuki roared, his arms starting to crackle with small blasts again, “You fucking vanish! Auntie vanishes too. No one sees hide or hair of either of you… And now you fucking show up during a Villain attack?!”

“Oh, this wasn’t the plan at all. We weren’t supposed to reveal ourselves for a while.” Izuku explained apologetically, “But you know how it is when dogs get off their leashes. They start running amuck and not caring about who or what they hurt.”

Katsuki guffawed, “Well look whose balls dropped! Don’t make me laugh you worthless, Quirkless piece of shit! You’re fucking nothing! Much less their leader.”

Izuku smile changed, “You’ll find you’re wrong on several counts there, Kacchan.” He raised his hand, and Katsuki’s world flipped as the sleeve of his suit started to expand like a balloon while green lightning started to crackle around his limb. He was so stunned he didn’t even react when the titanic blast of wind shot forward.

“Bakugō!” Kirishima yelled, getting in front of him and turning his Quirk up to the max. His form became rocky and sharp as he crossed his arms in front of his body and braced himself. The shockwave smashed clean into him and he held for a bare half a second before being thrown backwards with a groan of pain. He smashed into Katsuki and knocked the two of them down as a colossal plume of smoke rose into the air.

When the dust cleared, he and Katsuki were lying in a crater, totally shaken. Both spit out some blood as Katsuki coughed and rolled Kirishima off of him, “Fuck! What the fuck was that?!” He didn’t even bother seeing if Kirishima was alright. The redhead in question was stunned. His Quirk having been broken through as if he were made of paper.

“What an impressive Quirk!” Izuku exclaimed, smiling at Kirishima, “An excellent shield for a Hero to have. Pity the one you’re covering is such an undeserving bastard.”

“DON’T YOU FUCKING IGNORE ME!” Katsuki leapt to his feet, “What the fuck was that you bastard! You’re Quirkless! Explain yourself!” he blasted off towards the verdette.

Izuku tutted, “I’m disappointed, Kacchan!” He caught the blonde’s blow, “You’re predicable. Always leading with that same move!” With his other hand closed into a fist, Izuku landed a crushing blow to the blonde’s jaw. No doubt, it would be a dark bruise before the day was out. Izuku then pressed his hand to the blonde’s stomach as his sleeve started looking like it was bursting again, though much less intensely. Katsuki rocketed away in another blast of wind.

“Bakugō!” Kirishima struggled to his feet and caught the gasping blonde, who fell to his knees and vomited his breakfast up. “Why are you doing this?!”

“Why?” Izuku looked surprised, “Why wouldn’t I? I’m only returning the favor, after all.” The answer seemed to stun the redhead, “Is it the Quirk? No one seemed to ever care when he beat up the poor little Quirkless kid, after all.”

Kirishima stiffened, but Katsuki was able to rasp out, “Y-you bastard!” He hacked and glared at Izuku, “Was it fun, pulling one over me all these years?”

Izuku’s affable look disappeared, “You-” He glared, his fists clenching, “It’s always about you, isn’t it Kacchan? You and your perfect backstory.’ You think I faked not having a Quirk and let you and everyone else in that school bully me? For what?! FUN?!”

“Then fucking explain yourself, ASSHOLE!” He stood as his gauntlet dinged.

“I only took your advice, KACCHAN!” Izuku yelled back. Katsuki looked puzzled, and Izuku stopped, before he ran his tongue behind his bottom teeth in clear chagrin, “You don’t even remember, do you?” He started to laugh, “I don’t know what I expected. You’re such an asshole you don’t even remember.” Izuku’s gaze sharpened, “For you, it was just Tuesday, wasn’t it? The day you told me to, oh, what was it. Ah yes!” He clenched his fists, “To ‘take a swan dive off the roof and hope for a quirk’ in my next life.”

Kirishima’s arms fell limp and his gaze turned into disgust, “He’s lying… right?” He asked weakly. But Bakugō didn’t say a word, merely staring at Izuku in shock.

Izuku smirked, “Well it wasn’t quite the next life.” And then to their shock, Izuku started to rise into the air, “But I’d say it worked out marvelously, wouldn’t you?”

“What the-” Kirishima gasped at the sight.

“Y-you…” Katsuki looked shaken.

“That’s right.” Izuku said darkly, “But not because of you and your hate. What came after was worse.” He let out a sigh, “But I’d say that’s neither here nor there. It’s time to show you how worthless I am.” Katsuki aimed his bracer at him and immediately pulled the pin. The gargantuan explosion tried to engulf Izuku, but it was blown out like a candle in the wind by Izuku’s shockwave. The two cancelled each other out, and Izuku came racing out as well from behind it. He burst from the smokescreen at tremendous speed and grabbed Katsuki by the forehead. The two of them raced out of Kirishima’s sight before Izuku slammed the blonde into the dirt.

Kirishima tried to move. Despite the revelation, he was still a Hero in training. He needed to save the blonde, no matter how little he deserved it! But he couldn’t move. Just those two blasts had rendered him near helpless. His muscles screamed as he struggled to get to his feet.

Only his efforts were apparently unneeded. Izuku let go of Katsuki and stepped back. “No, this isn’t good enough Kacchan. Come on! I know you can fight better than that! Or is picking on the weak the only thing you know how to do? Come on! Where’s that amazing Quirk everyone always praised you for! This can’t be it, can it!”

“I’ll fucking show you, you damn ne…” Katsuki leapt to his feet. Or he tried to. He flopped down instead, “Wh-wha?” He clenched his hands in a clawed position like he normally did, his breathing increasing in intensity. The familiar crackling didn’t show up. Izuku’s smile grew as his hated old friend started to panic, “M-My Quirk! What did you do?! WHAT DID YOU DO?!”

Izuku’s smile was blinding as he started to chuckle, “I wonder?” he held his palm out… and it started to crackle with explosions. Bakugō, Kirishima, and a few other hidden students almost started to hyperventilate at the sight. “Now I see what’s so fun about this. Guess dad was right.” He pointed his palm out, “Disappear!” An impossibly large explosion left an incredibly large crater in the dusty ground after almost blowing them off their feet.

One of the hidden students couldn’t even comprehend it as her mind raced. That wasn’t how Bakugō’s Quirk worked.

“Ahahaha!” Izuku started to laugh as he lowered his hand, “What a fun Combination. Quirk Booster times five, Advanced Targeting, Ranged Emission, Explosion. Thank you for the gift, Kacchan. I’ll take good care of it.”

“G-Give it back.” Katsuki’s voice broke. It was just as broken as he felt without his Quirk. He started to sob, “Give it back! Please!”

“Ah yes! I was wondering what would break first!” Izuku started to laugh as he grabbed Katsuki by the front of his costume and hauled him to his feet, “Your spirit?” He punched the unresisting blonde in the stomach, before hammering two other blows into his face, leaving him all but unconscious and bruised to hell and back, “Or your body!” he dropped the blonde into a crumpled heap, before turning and walking away. A portal not unlike the one Kurogiri had used to scatter them opened in front of him. He stepped through without looking back.