A Real Home! A Villain?

Of course it was raining. It always rains at the most dramatic moments. I felt like I was in an anime or something. I didn't care about Takeuchi. I looked at my hands as I walked through the rain. The blood on my shirt was washed away only a bit by the rain. As I was walking I stopped to take off my buttoned shirt and kept on my T-shirt and Jacket.

My phone was in my pocket, surprisingly only cracked across the screen.I pushed my hair back and sucked in a deep breath. I dialed Akihiko's number. He did't pick up and neither did my mom. I wanted to throw my phone onto the ground and let it break. My head started to feel like it was baking in an oven and my eyes started to see red.

I tried walking into an alleyway to sit down but the next thing I knew I felt something hard hit the center of my back. I fell hard onto the ground and hit my head. I was surprised that I didn't black out as soon as that happened. My vision blurred even worse. I could only hear voices.

"Twice, you idiot! You could've killed him. There's not even blood!"

"Oops sorry! He's Ryu's son though so he shouldn't suffer too much damage."

Too much?

"Quit playing around you two. The boss is waiting."

"But I'm not playing around."

Boss? Did they work for my father or something? I couldn't cling onto my consciousness anymore. I passed out.

[A while Later]

I felt something sharp touch my chin. I jolted fully awake, all five senses clear. I may have gotten up too fast because my had hit the back of something hard. I grunted. I noticed something metal on my mouth blocking me from talked. My hands were also in some metal casing. In front of me was a girl. She looked my age. She had blond hair in two messy buns and yellow eyes. She was smiling and had these sharp vampire looking teeth.

I leaned away from the knife pointing at my chin.

"Tomuraaaa, I thought you said we were just picking up a rat," she whined. "He's the complete opposite from a rat. He's gorgeous! He looks just like Ryu!"

"OOO MO MMM ATHER?!?," I yelled. I meant to ask if she knew my father.

"Give him some space, Toga," A man with a hand thing over his face demanded.

Hold on a minute...I looked around. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. To my left was a dude with black hair and some weird purple cloth stitched to his jaw and forearms. To my right was another dude with a split mask, one side black one side white.

And after that...I absolutely lost my mind. I went crazy. I started yelling and screaming begging to get out of these binds.

"Hey, Hey, Hey!," The two faced mask man stepped so close to me that we were nose-to-nose. "Calm down kid we're not gon-."

I "accidentally" slammed my forehead against his.

"Ow!," Two face yelled. "Watch it kiddo!"

"Dabi, let him go," the man who must've been Tomura ordered.

"But boss," Dabi hesitated. "He's-."

"He doesn't even know how to use it yet," Tomura told him. "Just do what I say."

"Whatever you say, boss man," Dabi walked over to me and as soon as he took the binds off I started screaming "Help" and tried to leap out of the chair.

Toga pushed me back down, sat on my lap, and pointed the knife at my neck.

"You don't have to scramble, Daiki," she chuckled. "If you do I'll make sure to get more than a pinch of blood out of you."

She smiled with sharp vampire like teeth and a blush. More than a pinch of blood? What did she mean by that? My heart beat against my chest and my hands started to shake. My throat began to tighten. It was because I had been captured by villains but also for another reason I wasn't yet consciously aware of.

"You're breathing fast, Daiki," Toga mentioned.

"J-Just noticed, Sherlock?," was what I said and is what I didn't want to say at all.

The girl pushed the knife against my neck. I quickly tried calming down my breathing which barely worked at the moment.

"I-I need my medicine-medicine!," I exclaimed.

I immediately reached into my jacket pocket. Popped open the bottle and took the medicine that stopped me from panicking even worse.

"W-Where's my father," I panted.

"I don't know and I don't care," Tomura told me. "You're not here for him. I want to ask you a favor."

I blinked with my tired eyes but didn't respond.

"Join the league," he said. "It's hardly a question I'm asking."

I let out a weak laugh. "Why would you want someone like me to join a league filled with villains like you? I'm useless. Why not just kill me. That's what you do right?"

"I'm not heartless killer, Nakamura," Tomura argued. "And I'm not one to give 'weaklings' what they desire. But you. You're not weak-."

"Of course I am-."

"You have obvious potential. You don't see it. Tonight you put on a show not even I could fully catch. You had the guts you never knew you had. You let someone who's hurt you feel the pain you've given them. Do you know how many people have the courage to stick up for themselves like that?"

"Not me!," I debated. "People expect me to be powerful. I'm nothing but a shrimp that's only feared and looked down on because of another being. Why can't anybody see that. MY quirk is all anyone cares about. Quirks are the reason for this. And heroes see people as monsters because of it. That's all they see. I'm the bad guy because of something I can't control!"

Toga's face had no expression. "He understands."

Behind that hand I can see a crusty wide smile cripple up Tomura's face. "So then let's show heroes we can do so much more than we think. We can be praised, Nakamura. Show your father. That dead kid. Everyone who's ever looked at you like you were trash out of a dumpster. We can do it together."

I looked around. Dabi had his hand in his pockets with no facial reaction. And Twice the two face was doing...something. Looked down at my lap and stared. I felt sick and my head burned. Tomura was right. There was no possible way I could be able to disagree with him. Then I did something I don't often do. I smiled a laughed. I started cackling like a freaking mad man.

I felt Toga kick her feet up and down in excitement. "I like him so much, Tomura!" She put her hands around my neck. "Please let us keep you!"

I stopped laughing and gave a cold look.

"What do I do first?," I asked.