My Hero Academia: When All Hell Breaks Loose

Chapter 91 - Fuck Turn!

"Um, is he okay?"

"Yeah, little listener! ...I think."

"It's how he copes."

"Shouta, he has only been singing villain songs."

"Would you rather he crash the helicopter into their base out of spite? It's better than him actually doing it."

"I'm shocked you aren't complaining about this."

"Hizashi taught him to sing villain songs instead of destroying property. I'm taking the better outcome."

"I suddenly don't feel comfortable riding a helicopter with him driving."

"He would have already done it if he was going to do it, sweetie. No need to worry your little head-"

"-DECADES OF DENIAL! IS SIMPLY WHY I'LL

BE KING UNDISPUTED!

RESPECTED!

SALUTED!

AND SEEN FOR THE WONDER I AM!

YES, MY TEETH AND AMBITIONS ARE BARED!

BE PREPARED!"

"Okay, maybe there is some worry."

Shouta reaches over from the copilot's seat and pats my shoulder, "Izuku, calm down. Not everyone is immune."

I take a deep breath, "Sorry for scaring you, Rody. Despite my villain status, I am not a villain. Yet."

"Izuku."

"Okay, I never will be one. If I am one, the heroes are the villains, and I am just given the name villain because people are petty." Shouta sighs, clearly done with the conversation.

"Why do you do that? The whole scary thing? It's not a quirk, right?" Rody asks out of curiosity.

I explain, "Nope. It just pops up if I am being an emotional bitch. I'm important enough to the story to have that ability."

"Interesting..." Rody adds, though I think he is confused. I don't plan on fixing it.

"Anywhos, we're almost here. The plan is to sneak in, capture the leader, beat him up, and then use him to get everyone else. Stopping the bombs is somewhere in there as well, don't worry." Thankfully, I hear no complaints.

As it turns out, the base our bitchass Flect Turn is at is nowhere near the zones that are targeted. In fact, it's in a whole different country! Usually, that would be an issue, but since I stole their helicopter, it's perfectly fine. We're completely ignoring the fact we're illegally going over yet another country's border. Quite frankly, laws are irrelevant at this point.

The ride there was only an hour long over the ocean, and the entire ride consisted of me singing villain songs because I am still pissed at the world. There's so much fucked up shit that I can't help it.

This man ruined my reputation.

He killed so many people.

He destroyed so many families.

And you expect me to be calm about it?

Sitting here sizzling about it is not helping anything. I need to actually do something.

When the base comes into sight, it's your typical in-the-mountain-far-away-from-everything base with a forest around it. Nothing too flashy besides it looking like yet another damn church. An idea that does come to mind a split second is just landing on their helipad, let them think we are them since we have their helicopter, and attack. However, as much as I am a risky man, my friends are here. Therefore, that idea is out.