CHAPTER 278 TRUE EVIL
<span style="font-weight:400">Toga went from base to tip expertly. She had a gag reflex but she ignored it as she went up and down. Powering through as she took me into her throat. Spit poured down her chin as she continued on.
<span style="font-weight:400">Plopping off she began jerking me up and down as she stared up at me. “Let me swallow,” she said. I groaned, turned on by her reaction. She sucked one of my balls as she continued to jerk me up and down.
<span style="font-weight:400">Taking in a deep breath she moved to the tip and descended slowly. Her hands holding onto my thighs she forced herself all the way down and held herself there.
<span style="font-weight:400">I held onto the back of her head and began to fuck her throat. She gagged but took it all. Speeding up I released down her throat. But she pulled back. Her tongue expertly licking the head as each spurt of cum released into her.
<span style="font-weight:400">When her mouth was full she pulled back. Opening her mouth she showed me her filled maw. Her tongue moving through my cum a depraved part of me enjoyed the scene far too much. She shut her lips and swallowed inrge gulps. Letting out a sigh she moved back to my sensitive dick and began licking the length.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You taste so good,” she moaned. “I could eat nothing but your cum.”
<span style="font-weight:400">My dick jumped, reacting far too much to the stimtion. “Holy fuck. How are you so good at this already?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m good at sucking,” she giggled. Moving down to my balls again she sucked on them. “I can taste your cum in there. I want it all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck,” I groaned, my hips pushing into her. She smiled widely at me. “We should probably go back.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But I want more,” she moaned, starting to jerk me again. Standing up she pointed my dick at herself. I shook my head, controlled by my lust like usual. But I had the fertility control so I didn’t think I was risking too much. I’d kind of forgotten about it the first time, but since then she’d demanded I finish in her mouth.
<span style="font-weight:400">Picking her up under her shoulders I pulled her to me. She squealed in glee as I entered her. Even using chakra didn’t halt her fiery attitude.
<span style="font-weight:400">Pushing her against the wall she screamed my name as I pulled out and mmed in all the way. Her eyes took on the desperate look as orgasms hit her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Never enough she held her legs up as I pistoned in and out of her. Our mouths on one another she took short quick breaths. “I want your cum,” she groaned. “All over me. Down my throat. Filling my stomach. It’s like a drug. I love it. I could do it all day. Be your cum dumpster. You took my first. I’ll give you my all. Just tell me what you want and I’ll do it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I sped up. Loud smacks sounded in the alley as she lost her voice. Taking everything I could give her. I pulled back and she dropped to her knees without hesitation. Forcing her head down she stared up at me as she moved along my shaft. It wasn’t long until I was emptying another load in her mouth.
<span style="font-weight:400">She sucked it hard. ying with my balls as she tried to get every bit of cum. I shivered feeling relief in my entire body.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Holy fuck,” I said. “You shouldn’t be this good.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I just do what my body tells me,” she said, kissing my ns. “I’m full now.” Standing up she picked up her panties and put them back on. Grabbing the suitcase she headed back down the alley.
<span style="font-weight:400">Pulling my pants back up I stopped the chakra going to my dick, controlling my libido again. I felt less hesitant about Toga but that might have been the mind blowing sex. Normally I was hesitant to ask for different things in bed. Toga could practically read my mind. Offering me any and everything.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was done worrying about the future. Events would happen. The only way to really control people’s actions was to kill them. That wasn’t the right solution for everything. My biggest problem with the situation was I couldn’t tell Toru.
<span style="font-weight:400">She wouldn’t care that I was sleeping with someone, hell she would want to watch. But Toga was a viin. Toru wanted to be a hero. I was ying both sides and I wasn’t sure where it would end up. For this world I actually had a n. But Toga put a wrench in things.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Shut up,” I whispered to my mind. “Be Luffy.” At the end of the day it didn’t matter. I would figure it out and deal with itter. As a true procrastinator should.
<span style="font-weight:400">Putting my Roronoa guise back on I walked out of the alley behind Toga. “So what’s the n?” She asked, in a chipper mood.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The entire n? Or recent events?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Recent events,” she said, grabbing my hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Uh, follow Shigaraki. Roronoa will have to take his ce with the group on the weekends and if somethinges up.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So you’re not staying?” She asked, disappointed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, I have more crap to deal with at the school,” I lied.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Too bad,” she said. “But now that we’ve had sex I expect you to take responsibility. I want you as much as possible.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I can do that,” I said. “But I’d prefer to not let the others know.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Me either,” she said with a sigh. “What are we doing then? Just biding our time until…what?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Until things get worse,” I said. “Shigaraki is onto something here. He will start gathering viins. A big fight will ensue eventually. I n for him to lose that fight.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But why?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because he is unstable. You can’t build on death and destruction. That’s all he promises. But I will use that moment as a turning point. I want the world to change. No more should heroes and viins alike get away with murder.” I ignored the fact that she and I had both murdered our fair share.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If the heroes win, then the status quo stays the same. If the viins win then chaos reigns. But if someone in the middle wins…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So you’re in the middle?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I was hoping we would be in the middle,” I admitted. She stopped. Turning to me she was smiling wide.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay,” Toga said. Moving closer she kissed my cheek. “I’ll be by your side.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good. Kill anyone that gets in your way Toga. Just no civilians or heroes. That’s all I ask.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I can do that,” she said. “But drinking their blood is fine?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I don’t… think that’s a problem. I mean it’s your quirk,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay,” she said throwing a fist in the air. “Am I your girlfriend now?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you want…but I do have other girlfriends.” She stiffened. ring at me. “See, that’s the kind of anger I don’t want to see from you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can they ride you as good as I can? Suck your dick as hard?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’ve been doing it for less than 8 hours,” I said, annoyed. “Toga I’m giving you a chance here. I’ve told you more of my n than anyone. But if you hurt those around me-“
<span style="font-weight:400">“I won’t- I won’t,” she said quickly, her Haki calming down. “I just know I’m better than everyone.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m sure. Let’s get through this part of my n and go from there, okay?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fine,” she said, back to her chipper attitude.
<span style="font-weight:400">We made it to the abandoned building to find that someone else had joined us. I stiffened as I recognized him. Pulling my tonfas out they twisted around as I pointed one at the hero.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Woah,” Twice said, stepping up. “He’s with me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A hero?” I asked, annoyed. “This is Hawks.” The hero stood there pretending to be bored but his Haki leaked worry. He was a tall man withrge red feathered wings at his back. Blonde hair, a light brown leather jacket and pants he wore red clear safety sses over his eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We were told to recruit,” Twice said. “I found this guy.” His head jerked as a deeper voice spoke up from him. “He knows that. You just said it.” The softer tone spoke again. “Quiet you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hawks has been quite useful,” Shigaraki said, digging through a binder he peeked through the fingers of the hand on his face. “He brought us a list off all the loose viins in the area. It would be great for recruitment.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Seriously? You’re trusting a guy after that?” I asked, still eyeing the hero.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, but he has promised proof of his loyalty soon enough,” Shigaraki said. I remembered that Hawks faked Best Jeanists death to join up. I’d have to try to stop that from happening.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We got the-“ Toga said excitedly as she raised the suitcase. But stopped as Shigaraki held up his hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, Hawks,” Shigaraki said. “We will consider your application under advisement until the promised proof.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever,” Hawks said, eyeing me he walked passed and headed out the door. Everyone’s Haki calmed down when he was gone.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t trust that guy,” Dabi said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who knows?” Mr. Compress admitted. “We’ve gotten members with worse reasons to join.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Like who?” Spinner growled. But Mr. Compress didn’t bother to answer.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Show it to me,” Shigaraki said, waving Toga over. She tossed the suitcase and the man struggled to catch it. When he did he plopped it down and popped it open.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was a lot of work. But we found these in the back of a fridge,” Toga said. “The heroes were all over the ce. This was all we could snag. Pretty sure the red vials eliminate quirks and the green ones power you up.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Perfect,” Shigaraki said as he touched the vials. I had been hesitant to give them to him, but I nned to be close if he used them anyway. Maybe I’d switch them out or mix them aroundter. I doubted he would try to strengthen a hero. Would sure be funny if it happened when he was trying to weaken them.
<span style="font-weight:400">We were soon heading to bed. Toga decided to sleep next to me, but kept it professional. The night turned to day and we were about to go to another training session when a cell phone started to go off.
<span style="font-weight:400">People grumbled as they checked pockets, but it was muffled. Opening the door I found a phone on the small porch of the building. Confused I picked it up asking, “New phone, who dis?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Shigaraki?” An older voice asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“His hands are full,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Shut up with that,” Shigaraki growled. Roronoa had said that as often as he could. Laughing, I tossed the phone to him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who is this?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Has it been so long, Shigaraki?” The voice asked. “It’s me, Dr. Garaki.” I remembered the old man from when the League started up. He had interviewed us as he designed new stuff to help our quirks. Like Toga’s blood suction part of her costume.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right, where have you been?” Shigaraki asked, annoyed.
<span style="font-weight:400">“As All-For-One and I nned,” the doctor said. “I’vepleted my part. It’s time for the next phase of his n tomence. Have a pen? I want you to meet me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He gave an address and we were heading there without much back and forth. I guessed everyone knew we were kind of on auto-pilot as we waited for our childish leader to try to make a move.
<span style="font-weight:400">After stealing a truck we piled in and headed further outside of town to a nondescript building. Inside a screen mounted on the wall brightened and directed us to walk down a set of stairs.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This is where we get found dead,” I mumbled. “Experimented on by a mad scientist.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t say that,” Mr. Compress said. “You’ll scare someone.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who? Toga? She’s tougher than you,” I said in my Roronoa impression.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I meant me,” Mr. Compress said. I couldn’t help butugh. I really liked the guy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, how are we the viins and I’m the one that’s scared?” Twice asked nervously.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If anyone tries anything we just need to burn our way out,” Dabi said as blue me appeared in his hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re all a bunch of pansies,” Spinner grumbled. He was in his Hero Killer costume of a bandana and lots of knives. The guy was obsessed with the long dead viin despite him being killed months ago.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Quiet, let’s go,” Shigaraki said as he led the way. We followed. The creaking of the metal stairs was loud as we descended.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever happened to our other member? The ma…person?” I asked. I still wasn’t sure if it was a chick or guy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ran off with her boyfriend,” Toga said. “How romantic.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh you believe in romance now?” I asked. “I feel like a bloodbath is more your style.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You know me so well,” Toga giggled. “Blood and other things.” She gave me a wink as she walked past.
<span style="font-weight:400">Honestly it was hard to think of these as the bad guys. A part of me wanted to save most of them. Not Dabi or Shigaraki, but the others liked to joke around. They had hopes and dreams. I wasn’t sure how yet. But I wanted to save them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There you are,” Dr. Garaki said from below. The old man reminded me of Dr. Robotnik from Sonic. Not the live action but the video game. Bald head, bushy brown mustache, whiteb coat, thick sses, a little overweight.
<span style="font-weight:400">We got to the bottom of the stairs to find huge cylindrical vats filled with purple liquid and ck bodies floating inside.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Wee to Lab 2,” Dr. Garaki said as he turned around and headed down a path between the vats.
<span style="font-weight:400">“All-For-One always knew it was possible he could be captured. Luckily he nned for such an event. The n if he was taken was for me to finalize the production of Nomus for our ultimate goal.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Each tank was filled with the ck skinned freaks. Brains showing, beaks, and bone masks, they were all rather weird looking. Men that had been experimented on, quirks forced on them, and mind control utilized to make them weapons directly working for AFOs goals.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Since I’m close I decided it was time to get in touch,” Dr. Garaki admitted. “It’s finally time to start the real work.” The old man moved to a chair and turned on arge monitor in front of him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What’s the real work?” I asked, hesitant to say much of anything.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Making Shigaraki stronger than anyone else,” the old man said as if it was obvious. “Shigaraki, you are All-For-One’s sessor. He has put all of his hopes and dreams into you. Through a new process I’ve been working on we can give you all the quirks that All-For-One has.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I seriously doubted that. I’d read the manga up to the point of Deku going all Dark Knight. I was fairly certain AFO just wanted Shigaraki as a spare body or something. Maybe a new vessel to take over somehow. With his eyes and arms gone. He would need a new one.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How can we do that?” Shigaraki asked. I rolled my eyes. The guy was actually excited about it. He had to know there would be a catch.
<span style="font-weight:400">“First you’ll have to prove yourself,” Dr. Garaki said. “You’ll need Gigantomachia.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“He’s here?” Shigaraki asked, fear in his voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, he showed up a little bit ago. Orders from All-For-One. Of all the followers, you will need Gigantomachia the most.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, but who’s Gigantonacho?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Gigantomachia,” Shigaraki groaned. “He’s All-For-Ones tank. Of all of his followers he has the best and strongest quirks. What will it take to bring him to my side?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’ll have to beat him, in a fight,” Dr. Garaki said. “All of you will be needed to make it happen.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“All right,” Shigaraki said. “Where is he?” The bad doctor soon directed him to where he was. Above us,ying down so as not to be seen. Pretending to be a hill somehow. Shigaraki and others headed out to check out the giant, but Dabi and I stuck around.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey Doc,” I said. Pointing at the screen in front of us. “I noticed you uh have files on all of us.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course,” the doctor said. Moving down to a folder marked League of Viins. “All-For-One was very intrigued by your quirk. Despite my research I found no one with you-“
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not that,” I said. “Muscr, click on his file.” I pointed to the image of the short lived member. “He and I fought once. I was curious what his quirk was.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, that idiot,” Dr. Garaki said clicking it. “He had been in and out of gangs since he was a kid. Used to be scrawny. Beat up a lot. Even with his quirk. In high school he started actually training. Killed one of his bullies and never looked back. His quirk was called Muscr. An interesting power to be honest. He could rapidly grow muscles. So fast that his body couldn’t keep up. The muscles stacked onto him outside of his skin. So thick, they were treated like armor. We thought of using the quirk, but then perfected giving strength to the Nomus.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I frowned, disappointed with theck of information. I had hoped for more about his quirk but I guessed I should have interrogated him before killing him. Dr. Garaki exited out of the files and scrolled through his other files.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can I help you with anything else?” Garaki asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I want some Nomus,” Dabi said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“They’re not toys. A lot of these have been months in the making.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m sorry, I thought we were the League of Viins. We have been too quiet I’d like to-“ I was about to head out to help with Machia but stopped as I saw another file name that I recognized.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, isn’t that the green haired kid from that ss we attacked?” I asked, cutting Dabi off. “Deku?” There was a picture in the file of him, but it was a much younger version of Midoriya.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh right, Shigaraki was supposed to get me some of his blood before all this went down. Do you know if he did?” The doctor asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I think he had Toga do it. But she might have drank it,” I lied.
<span style="font-weight:400">“She better not have. That’s one of my many wonders of the world,” Dr. Garaki said, opening the file. There were a few videos and documents inside.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Back when we were building power I was working my day job. I doubt you know this, but I’m known as quite the quirk expert. Back in the day this kid had an amazing quirk.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“He did?” I asked, my heart beating loudly in my chest.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh yes. It awakened when he was 3. His mother came to me asking for help. She had telekinesis as a quirk. Well this Midoriya kid had something far more powerful. I called it Hyperkinesis.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What’s that?” I asked, my mouth dry.
<span style="font-weight:400">“He could pull objects to him. Then shoot them away at the same strength. It was amazing. He broke nearly every object in his house.” He brought up a video showing just that. A young Midoriya stuck out his hand and a cup flew to it. Then it reflected back at the same speed but bounced off the wall.
<span style="font-weight:400">“All-For-One became interested so he took it when the kid came for a visit.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“He just took a quirk?” I asked. “How’d he get away with that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“All-For-One had a memory altering quirk. I’m not sure if he still has it,” Dr. Garaki admitted. Far more open than I expected, but apparently I was part of the team.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What happened to that quirk?” I asked numbly. Dabi gave me a weird look. “I uh fought him over the summer. He was strong for someone supposedly quirkless.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m sure All-For-One traded it for a favor or something,” the doctor said. “We did that a lot back then. Singling out powerful quirks from when they’re young is a lot simpler than getting reject powers that people don’t want.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I’m sure,” I said, forcing a chuckle. “Why’d you want his blood?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just curious if his quirk came back somehow. I was surprised he was in UA.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right,” I said. “Uh thanks.” Walking away I followed where the others had left from. Almost in a daze. Was Dr. Garaki, Midoriya’s doctor in canon? I thought his mom had telekinesis but I could be remembering that wrong.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Was that why he was so desperate to be a hero?” I mumbled as I walked up the stairs. “He was supposed to have a quirk? Like Toga with her body bing desperate for blood. His body yearned to have a quirk again and knew he should have been a hero?”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was a scary thought. Not only that but how many other kids had their quirks stolen or sold over the years. I was starting to change my n as I headed up the stairs.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fucking AFO. I need to steal his quirk. Make him live the rest of his life without it,” I said. I had decided I didn’t want One for All. But I didn’t think I’d want AFO either. His power seemed cheap. And I’d probably have to get status screen quests for each new quirk.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But if he can gift quirks he can gift his own quirk.” I began to wonder what it would take to steal it from him. There had to be a way. Dying sounded too good for the viin. He had to suffer and watch his dreams crumble. Watch as the world became better without him in it. For the first time I didn’t regret not killing him that day.
<span style="font-weight:400">I stepped out of the bunker to find that the other viins were fighting a 100 foot tall giant. A huge face, rocks protruding from his back, he had brown skin and roared as Shigaraki jumped up and punched him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Knocking my knuckles together I pushed my thoughts of ruining AFO’s life out of my mind. “Great time to practice my kic energy power,” I said as I walked toward the fight going on in front of me.