Izuku thought it was saddening that he had to give up his Villa, yet, still, it wasn't nearly as devastating for him as many would presume it would be.
He did use the past months in the best way as well as his money which he had made by disclosing his information and emptying the agencies he defeated.
He, personally, despised rich people who were relaxing on their wealth and did not even try to bring a bit of the money back into the economic circle. Because it was this behavior that destroyed the middle class.
For a while, Izuku had been like them and hoarded every piece of money he got his hands on like a furious dragon did with his treasure. But then he heard about all the building enterprises being inches away from bankruptcy, that poverty in Japan was growing, that a lot of heroes and Agencies were embezzling money or refusing to compensate for the damages they caused.
He decided he had to change something.
And so it came that he commissioned the first building enterprise, the one that belonged to Ochaco Uraraka's parents, to construct his Villa.
After losing his father he decided the use the Villa as a trial run for a new social project and after seeing that everything went well for two weeks he started to buy properties, abandoned hotels, and decaying warehouses and production buildings to rebuild them or build something new.
After that, he had bought small firms, farms, and shops and made them supply his hotels or open inside his malls.
The people knew who they were working with, he never hid his identity.
But in the end, they all said the same: This little graffiti that had been sprayed above their door at the beginning of the contract brought in a lot of customers. Villains who knew Surveye, (or knew someone[, who knew someone, who knew someone…] who knew Surveye) also knew that they could enter this shops without the threat of being called out, but they knew just as well that they could not destroy the shops because that way they would make a very dangerous enemy.
So it was an easy way of winning for everyone.
Criminals got a way of feeling like they could live a normal life and the shop owners did not have to fear that someone would steal from them or that their property was destroyed – and even if something should happen, there would be a lot of villains that would gladly defend the friendly civilians.
When the first Hotels had been finished Izuku had wandered through the streets of the city and picked up young villains, abandoned kids, and quirkless people, he got them out of orphanages, found them in social houses and freed them from their heartless families to bring them to his shelters instead.
There, they were provided with everything they needed, they had set rules, a safe roof over their heads, friends who understood them and besides all that they got an education appropriate for their age as well as combat training.
They could leave whenever they longed to. Nobody forced them to kill or fight.
To commit crimes for Surveye was simply an option that some people gladly took upon themselves.
And each and every one of them knew that this project that had given them this better life had started with a single Villa in Musatafu and the thirty teenagers who lived there.
And then the news spread about how more than half of the occupants of the Villa had died in a battle against the League.
This one message caused a great uproar in Surveye's Hotels.
For most of the people who lived there, the members of the first Villa were the "inner circle" of the organization and could be compared to what heroes are for normal humans.
And then somebody had actually dared to kill these legends!
Next, they were informed that everyone who was willing to fight should arm themself for an assault and that they were expected to arrive at a certain address within the next five hours.
This caused thrilling anticipation to run through the masses. Because Surveye wanted to participate in the battle and they finally could pay off a part of their debts.
The Villa fell in war but before it did a few heroes were defeated.
How this loss felt for the residents of the hotels' was not hard to guess. Their roots had been ripped away from them forcefully, it was terrible and cruel.
Luke had remained in the Villa after Spinner left with Kota and the rest of the Villa's occupants had gone with Izuku to attend to their missions, to wait for the Pussycats and their backup to get rid of them for once and for all.
Armed with a sniper rifle and the knowledge that he had control over Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll he had stayed on the rooftop of Villa and waited for the attack.
At first, he took over Ragdoll and she had attacked Tiger for him. After that, he had made the other woman to his second marionette and forced her to slaughter the police and the other heroes. In the end, he had offed the remaining heroine and survivors with his rifle before he set out to regroup with Izuku who was set on elimination one of the most dangerous villains put there and who would for sure try to take over the underground when All For One was defeated and out of the way.
Spinner and Kota would be busy with extinguishing the burning trash because All For One would likely drag All Might right into hell with him and this monster could not be left to become the new number one hero for sure.
When Izuku received the news of Enji's death and All For One's, as well as All Might's fall at almost the same time he had to laugh.
This was perfect!
A new era was about to begin! One where he and Shouto were controlling the fates of the world, side by side, as the strongest hero and the most powerful villain who had ever walked upon the face of earth.
He examined the gigantic building in front of him with crossed arms.
Behind him stood an army.
“The quirkless will take the front. This Yakuza group worked with Quirk-destroying drugs. I can't allow myself to lose these few strong Quirks we have on our side!
And because of this:
The ones with the strongest long-range Quirks will be with a big group of quirkless and will also get some partners with strong short-range Quirks. Everyone who has weak Quirks will take up the middle of the groups.
Shouchan, Toga, Luke, Yami you'll be with me!
Dabi. You get to pick the strongest quirkless you know and put your close-range-Team together.
I will create all the other teams myself!”
Shouto followed Izuku filled with an insatiable curiosity, butterflies fluttering away in his stomach and fascination glimmering in his eyes.
Toga, Luke, and Yamikumo were walking behind them, a bit further away but still close enough. The lasting members of the Villa stayed close to them, yet they were rather far away.
But the incredible thing about the whole situation was how much Izuku still knew.
Shouto knew that there were close to two thousand members in Surveye's organization and about 150 of them had followed the call of their savior to stay him by.
And Izuku seemed to know the name and strengths of every single one of them. The greenette walked from one person the next and knew how to talk about their hobbies, their family and their fighting techniques as if they had met each day for months.
Nobody had seen Izuku since the day when they had recruited them, Shouto had asked more than one time.
In the end, there were eight groups in a range from 23 to 26 people, depending on how strong, weak the members were and how easy they could work in a team.
“So. We have the following goals:
To kill the members of the Yakuza.
To catch Overhaul.
To find and free the girl they are imprisoning.
You all already received the pictures of them and the explanation of their Quirks.
Are you sure that we are going to win this fight?!”
Everyone started to scream their approval. All of them wanted to give their all. Weapons were raised and thrust into the sky as the noise crashed over their heads like a chaotic wave in a storm.
"THEN LET US WIN THIS FIGHT!"
The hideout of the Yakuza was run over by a raging mob and that was the last great sign of the beginning of an unstoppable change.
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“Okay. Okayokayokay. This is good. I can work with this. This is fine.
Team C, you should be about to cross path with my team. We have Overhaul in our line of sight right now, everyone else is dead anyway.
Did somebody finally find Eri!?”
“Here Team H. We just saw her but she ran away before we could reach her and we have no idea where she's hiding because of this damn labyrinth!”
“Here Team C. We can see Overhaul. Shall we attack him together?”
Izuku gritted his teeth with a loud and easily hearable crack and was simply happy after doing that, that it did not hurt.
Overhaul was almost the bonus of this operation if one asked for his opinion. This was about Eri. He wanted the girl. And he wanted Shouto to be the one to carry her out of this hellhole. The teen should become Eri's hero.
And if Izuku was hoping to "adopt" the saved girl and Kota and use the kids as a base for his relationship with Shouto… well, there was nobody who knew it and nobody who could disapprove of it.
He sighed resigned and nodded for himself, while he gave his team instructions over hand signs he growled: “We're going to attack together. You from the front, we from behind.”
“Roger.”
Overhaul strode through the halls of his hideout as if he was the king of the world or a god on warpath. In the one-eyed's opinion, the man was way too confident but that would change soon.
No hands, no Quirk – just the same as with Shigaraki.
The second group pounced at the Villain. All of them had their guns and knifes ready but the man was fast enough to pull off his gloves and to touch the ground to create a wall around himself.
Izuku cursed as soon as he saw the wall. If Chisaki were to disappear through the ground and into this labyrinth it would take ages to find him again.
Most of them froze as soon as the floor started to move but some had the right idea about what to do now. Luke, Shouto, and Yamikumo threw themselves forward at the same time as Surveye and two people of the other had the needed reflexes to keep up with the Quirk of the black-haired man.
Before the securing wall could close itself completely the five teens broke through it.
Izuku, who had formed his fist and reared it back mid-jump, swung it with all the power and speed he could bring up and hit the man close to his chin, where the mask rested against his face.
And even if it was a lot of strength behind the punch; nobody and least of Izuku expected what happened next.
The eyes of the adult rolled back into their sockets before they closed themselves and the man tumbled like a felled tree, the plague-mask landing on the ground a bit away from the unmoving body.
Unbelievingly they all stared at the obviously unconscious criminal.
Seriously? One of the biggest, rising villains close to myself and All For One? And a well-placed punch is everything that's needed to take him down?
With a throaty sigh, the greenette dragged his hands over his face.
This can't be true…!
“He's knocked out. The hideout is save to move freely inside now.”,
declared the one-eyed with a resigned voice,
“Everyone will search for Eri now. Yami, Luke and I will take care of the bastard.”
Everyone nodded and scattered, expect for Shouto.
Questioningly the broker rose an eyebrow, his eyes fixated at the taller teen.
Heterochrome eyes looked first to the right, then to the left side before Shouto pointed at himself.
After a confirming nod of Izuku he blushed violently and hurried away, just like all the others did beforehand.
Luke chuckled behind Izuku and the Surveye Double that was examining the clocked out man rolled his eyes.
Kai Chisaki was, besides a few scratches in his face because of the ripped-off mask, his unconscious state, a light Vitamin D deficiency and raw scrubbed hands, in a perfect condition.
“You've got everything?”, asked Izuku his Doppelgänger while he held his Katana's blade over the flame of a lighter.
“Damnit! I should have asked Shouto to burn out my sword.”, mumbled the boy with a frown.
Yamikumo pulled off his backpack and opened it with a grin.
“Everything's here. Needle, yarn, bandage, scalpel, antiseptic.”
The greenette curlyhead nodded and used one of the clothes to wipe the soot off the heated metal.
“Ready?”
His companions nodded and before anyone could say something more or second guess themselves the blade was already hurtling down through the air and severing one of the man's hands.
The pain was enough to rip the young man out of his unconsciousness and make him trash around as he screamed only to fall back into the unmoving state because of the overwhelming information for his brain.
Whilst Yamikumo treated the stump Izuku stepped onto the unharmed arm of the man and gave Luke a sign to do the same with the other arm so that the villain couldn't get free and destroy Yamikumo's hard work.
The second hand was cut off and treated with the same precision as the first one.
Thoughtfully Izuku examined the unneeded remaining body parts and asked himself what he could use them for before he smiled. He knew what he could do with them.
The former leader of the Yakuza had awoken by now and was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open as he gasped for air.
Stain's heir started to cleanse his sword as he followed the way down, deeper into the hideout.
“Carry him up, to the Van, and take his hands with you. I'll go looking Eri.”
A bit further into the building, the teen with the freckles stopped to make himself a picture about where he would hide if he was a scared little girl with a history of severe abuse.
Before he even had the hint of an idea where he should start his search he heard fast steps closing in.
He hurriedly looked up and saw a white blur racing in his direction followed by Shouto's familiar figure.
Whatever this thing was that was running toward him, it tried to dodge him but he got in its way so that this nimble something ran against him at its highest speed.
It was almost concerning that he almost did not feel the impact but when the little something was about to fall because of the laws of physics he rushed to catch it.
It was, as he found out, a little, pale girl with frost-white hair and ruby-red eyes that were glistening with unshed tears.
On top of her forehead sat a small horn and the upper arm he was holding right now was so thing that his hand closed around it effortlessly.
It was not really a surprise that he did not feel the impact.
Shouto came to a halt next to him and braced his hands on his thighs while he tried to regain his breath.
“H-hey…. Izu… thanks… for catching…”, panted the teenager beside him and made Izuku smile.
The girl in his arms shook and fought to break free, she even stomped on his feet but he had no problem ignoring her.
“No need to thank me, Shou, but you really need to catch your breath there.”, was everything he said before he swung the girl over his shoulder which caused her to scream bloody-murder and flail wildly.
Shouto grimaced at the scene and rightened himself.
“Izu. Let her down.”, demanded the hero sternly when he saw the fearful eyes and tears of panic on Eri's face.
But Surveye was unreasonable when he threw a look at his friend over his shoulder.
“Why should I do that, Darling?”
The boy with the Split-Dyed hair frowned.
“You should be one of the people who know best how to handle kids like her!”, he growled and stomped toward the smaller boy to hit him over the head with his flat hand and pick the girl off his shoulder to hold her bridal-style in his own arms.
“Hey, Eri.”,
said the taller boy quietly to gain the girl's attention without scaring her even more,
“Can I tell you a secret?”
– she nodded with big eyes, completely enraptured-
“I'm a hero, my name is Frayation. I've come here to save you.”
He continued to talk quietly. He told her about UA, from his siblings and whatever came to his mind to keep the child occupied and calm. After a while she actually started to relax and stopped hyperventilating.
He rubbed the sleeve over face softly to soak up the tears and wipe away her snot before he changed the way he was holding her, now she was pressed against his side and could wrap her fragile-looking arms around his shoulder and do the same with her equally thin legs around his waist while he was supporting her with only one of his arms.
Izuku smiled dreamily at the sight. Shouto would be a perfect father.
“I'm sorry that I acted like that.”, said the villain quietly, his voice dripping with regret.
The little girl lifted her head off the warm shoulder she was leaning against sleepily. She had forgotten that there had been the evil boy as well.
He reached out with his hand and left her enough time to slap him away before he started patting her head with a weak smile and examined her with some skilled glanced and light touches.
“Come on, we should go. I don't want to breathe in this stench of the cleaning products one more minute.”
This comment made stars appear in Eri's eyes and Shouto nodded somberly.
“Here's Surveye. We found Eri.
Mission' over.”