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A New Existence Chapter 16
🕑 Added 2023-11-01 15:54:12 +0000 UTCApologies for the lateness, I had to deal with a power outage that lasted over 18 hours which really screwed with me and the things I had to do. We're approaching the end of book 2, people. There are about 3 chapters left and after that, there'll be a break before I release anything from the 3rd book which I hope you’ll all head on over and read, but in the meantime, I have other stories you can check out. As for this chapter, it’s the long-awaited Toga chapter! You have NO idea how much I wanted to write this, she’s one of my favorite characters and top 5 villains, which is why I was pretty sad that her confrontation with Uraraka felt so…lacklustre compared to the emotional shock that was Dabi’s reveal to his family, and the thematic punch to the gut that is Tomura vs Deku.
Chapter 16: New Friend
Himiko was a simple girl, who liked simple things. She liked talking with her friends, making new ones, talking about her crushes, hanging out with her crushes, tasting her crushes, becoming her crushes.
That was normal. It also meant that she like any other teenager liked to sleep in when the mood hit her, which was often as her…parents often complained that it was a pain to get her out of bed in the morning.
She hadn’t had a nice bed to sleep in for a while now, but she made due wherever she found a comfy spot where she would be safe for the night, or morning-whenever she found the time. but it seemed she had lucked out as she could feel she was sleeping on something soft, something clean, it was just like her bed back home. Maybe she managed to steal some cash for a motel, no she did that before and most still had weird beds.
This one was far too soft to be some cheap motel, it was much better…then. Cracking her eyes open, she hissed as she looked away from the blinding lightbulb over her head. She was starting to remember now, she never went to a hotel, she was starving and, on the hunt, she-she found one of the prettiest girls she had ever seen and instantly wanted to know more about her, but her cravings had to come first unfortunately.
She…she had won, right?
Looking around the area, she saw that she was in a bed, but it wasn’t a hotel as there wasn’t a single window in the place, trying to move her hands, she heard a clang and felt them being restricted, looking to them, she saw that she was handcuffed to the bedframe, one that looked like a hospital bed like in the shows she liked to watch. Even her clothes were different as she was in a light and very drab hospital gown and when she wiggled, she could tell from the feeling of her skin on the sheets that she was very much not wearing pants and this was one of those gowns that left the back open.
Great.
Falling back into the bed, she groaned from the situation hitting her and from the mild pain of her treated injuries. Looks like she had picked the wrong mark and it came back to bite her in the ass, thinking back to it, she couldn't believe how sloppy she had been. Most times, she would have been able to get in close and do the job before the person even knew she was there. That was her first mistake, and then to make it worse, her hard-earned knife-fighting skills that had helped her survive had been dulled so much by her injuries, exhaustion and hunger that she fought like she had when she first picked up a box cutter.
Now she was in some sort of holding cell, or maybe it was a room built for villains that needed treatment, it would make sense that they would treat and then restrain her, they didn't even leave anything remotely sharp behind, no unfair.
She didn't need to wait long as shortly after waking up, the door opened and someone walked in.
“Cutie?” She looked up, seeing the same muscly green-haired girl from the beach. Hearing this, Izuku smiled as she continued to approach, holding a tray of food for their…she'll call her a guest.
“Oh, you remember me? That’s good.” She pulled a stool from a nearby desk over and sat down, putting the food on said desk as well. “I’m happy that you’re awake, sorry about the restraints but the others were insistent on them considering you nearly killed the doctor.” Himiko looked at her funny, she didn’t remember that.
“What?” Izuku matched it before she snapped her fingers, having forgotten that little detail.
“I don’t think you remember, but you woke up after I brought you here, but you didn’t seem to be fully lucid. I had to hold you down while they administered a sedative.” It wasn’t hard, as the girl was weakened by still, for a person that messed up, she put up a surprising fight and nearly gouged out the doctor’s eyes. Good thing he was able to heal her up and leave, but he still requested double for safety reasons.
“However,” Izuku lost some of that openness, putting Toga on guard. “Your reputation might have been enough to warrant it, Togo Himiko.” Himiko narrowed her eyes, so they knew who she was. It wasn't like she did all that much to cover her tracks, but most folk who saw her tended to end up dead before they could talk. Still, it meant that she wasn't going to be able to play her way out of this.
“Where am I This doesn’t sound like a villain hospital no more and you aren’t a doctor.” She asked, trying to fish for information as the more she knew, the better she could plan her escape. Double if this was those meanies from the League, she already told them she wasn’t interested and they didn’t like that one bit, was this their twisted way of getting back at her?
"Guilty, I don't even have a medical license but I know far more about the human body than you would think!" She blinked at how fast Izuku’s tone shifted from danger to jovial. “As for where you are, someone safe, that I can promise you.” Izuku honestly told her. Granted, she knew that the situation wasn’t normal by any means, but she did wish for Toga to try and stay civil while they talked.
“As you might have guessed, while you were out, we treated your injuries but I have to know, how did you end up in such a bad shape? It was like you had 20 underground cage matches and lost every time.” The doctor might have had a meta-ability that allowed him to speed up her body’s healing process via acupuncture but he had been detailed in her injuries. The fact she was still capable of fighting her was a miracle in itself.
“I kinda did.” Izuku felt like there was more to that statement, but she lacked details but she’ll not push, for now anyway.
“And you still attacked me?” She asked her, blunt in her words and her eyes direct as she looked into Toga's cat-like yellow searches, seeing whatever emotions might appear.
It was because of that that she could see that Toga didn’t feel sorry about the attack, but sorry that she was caught. But she also caught a warped sense of affection which carried into Toga’s response. “I thought you were cute and wanted to be friends with you, is that so surprising?” She asked, confused but Izuku analyzed her words, her emotions and found that maybe…maybe she meant it.
“You thought I was cute? People normally call me the plain one.” She replied. Izuku knew that she was never the pretty one in the room. And now thanks to her scars and muscles, she knew that she couldn't even be like her mother who was far more lady-like than her.
Himiko seemed to disagree as she moved as close as her restraints allowed her, her big smile on her face. “I think you’re super cute! Covered in scars, fluffy green hair and those eyes, you look amazing.”
Izuku…didn’t know what to say to that, she hadn’t been complimented by someone in her age range for her looks in years, and despite not being the one restrained, she blushed as she combed some hair behind her ear. “Thank you…I like your fangs, and your eyes are pretty expressive. You remind me of the cat I used to feed, he was a god cat.” Compliments weren’t her specialty, but it seemed to be enough for the girl who smiled back at her.
Hold on, didn’t she have a reason for being here? Shaking her head to clear it, she got back to the topic at hand. “Wait, but if you wanted to be my friend, why didn’t you just walk up to me and ask? Maybe start a conversation?”
Himiko seemed to gain an extra energy bar with how she sat straight, her yellow eyes gleaming. “But I didn’t need to, I don’t work like that. When I like someone, I normally watch them and try to model myself off of them, taking habits and dressing like them but that’s never enough as soon you want to become them.” She gushed, Izuku listening without a word as Toga's gaze zeroed in on her.
"But with you, I just wanted to see how cute you'll look with a little red, you know. But that's never enough for me, sooner or later I want to taste that blood as what's better for knowing another person you love than by tasting what flows through them?" She asked, a thick and dark blush on her face as she couldn't help but think about all the fantasies she'd had, from her old school crush to the few she had after that, then Stain…Stain was the best, she watched the clip of him taking out that hero she couldn't bother to remember at least 30 times now.
He was an artist, someone she wanted to meet, to love, to become. Oh, if only she could have had the chance to meet him like she thought.
“So…you attacked me because of love? Because you wanted to be my friend?” Himiko was pleasantly surprised by that question, as Izuku didn’t look nearly as frightened as everyone else did when she opened up to them, if anything she was curious and that just made her all the cuter to her! Damn these restraints, if not for them, she would have shown Izu just how her cuteness was affecting her.
“Yup! Would have got away with it too if I was in better shape, kinda like now.” She giggled as if she hadn’t just implied, she would assault her. "I just couldn't resist when I smelled you, you're my favorite kind of person, someone who just reeks of fresh blood and I can tell, you have spilt a lot of it." Izuku’s eyes widened while Toga smiled, knowing she was right on the money.
‘How could she-' Izuku tried to figure out how and why Toga would know that. it had been months since the raid, and Curious had been thorough in the cover-up. No one, not the police, pros or surviving Yakuza knew what she had done in that damned labyrinth, those that did would sooner die than make the mistake of revealing it.
But Toga wouldn’t have access to any of that. She would only have what everyone else had, which was nothing. Looking at her, she couldn’t figure her out, till she focused on those eyes again. ‘No, it’s those eyes, I don’t know how but she can tell I have blood on my hands. But she doesn’t seem put off by it, if anything, she’s drawn to it…maybe.’ Toga wasn't part of her assignment that she would need to deal with, nor was she a student from U.A. who would be more likely to turn on her if they knew what she had done, what she intended to do, but she still wished to reach out to her.
“Well, Toga, I wouldn’t mind being your friend.” Toga smiled, but her eyes held a level of caution to them now even if she hadn’t been expecting that response, she wouldn’t just roll over. "When we fought, I saw a little of myself in your eyes. Someone that loves deeply, someone that wants to be accepted even though they don't fit the role the world wants them to." Izuku smiled, even as Toga stiffened when she recalled that part of it, when Izu had her dead to rights and knocked her out instead, with a chokehold of all things.
“You mean it? Like we can be besties?” She asked her, testing the waters as she didn’t like liars, but she felt like Izu was someone she could trust. She didn’t rat her out to the heroes so that should count for something, right?
"Why not, not like I have many friends…friends my age anyway," Izuku muttered that last hope, hoping that’ll change once she started talking more with Intelli and the rest. "We can even help you lay low for a while as it didn't take more than an internet search to figure out you’re wanted for at least 6 murders.” It was a good thing that no one saw Toga at the beach, or Izuku loading her into the back of a car, that would have left too many questions.
Himiko clapped, feeling more excited than she thought she would and loving every second of it. “Awesome. But I’m not feeling this windowless box, you guys couldn’t even be bothered to throw some paint on the walls.” She also gestured to the restraints.
"Wasn't my call." Izuku rubbed the back of her head as she explained that. "But we can spend the time getting to know each other better, but you will have to not attack anyone." Toga pouted at that.
"That's not fair, how am I supposed to show anyone, my love, when I can't stab or cut them, even just a little?" She just explained that she showed her love through it, and Izu wanted to be friends, so why the contradiction? She was sounding way too much like her parents.
Izuku, having seen more than a few unique quirks in her time with the MLA, and her general lack of negative feelings towards quirks that the masses would deem 'bad' or 'villainous' smiled as she spoke. “Because like any relationship that lasts, it needs to be a two-way street. I believe loving someone means accepting them and everything about them, good, bad or quirky.” She explained as she pulled the restraint’s key from her pocket and unlocked them, letting a surprised Toga feel her wrists while she worked on the leg restraints underneath the blanket.
With that done, Izuku gave Toga another reason to be surprised as she stood and walked over to a cabinet in the corner, opening it and looking for something while she spoke. "But that also means respecting boundaries, after all, you wouldn't like it if someone disrespected yours, right?" She walked back with the item she had been looking for which made Toga’s eyes shrine. In Izuku’s hands, she held a scalpel. It wasn’t as big as the knives Himiko normally used, but it was longer and well made if it was meant for surgery even in this underground doctor's office.
“So, it’s simply. If you ask and get permission, you can cut up anyone you love, try it out.” Izuku smiled as she placed the scalpel into Toga’s hands. The blonde…didn’t know what to make of this as she thought Izu was cute before, then she proved herself even cuter with that smell of blood, then she went the full distance and accepted her, even if she didn’t like her stabbing people randomly but she could accept that her explanation made sense.
Looking into Izuku’s eyes once again, she didn’t just see an affection and understanding that made Himiko fall for her even more. Before, she would have just gone for it, but she wanted to try this two-way street thing. “Can I cut you and taste your blood?” She asked her, with Izuku smiling as she stretched out her hand towards her, no fear in her.
“Sure.”
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The door was opened once more, and this time a man with a fish mutation walked in, scratching at his scaley neck. “Hey, you were just meant to give her some food, what’s taki-?” He didn’t expect much when he opened the door, and he certainly wasn’t expecting what he was seeing.
Instead of their guest feeding their injured and restrained…guest her meal. Not only was the known serial killer loose but she held a scalpel and was drinking Izuku's blood directly from an open cut on the girl's palm. He would have jumped to defend her if not for the fact that Midoriya looked as calm as a lamb as she combed a hand through Toga's hair as if the entire situation was just enough to warrant a rise out of her.
"Your hair is nice, but we need to get you a good shampoo, it's almost nothing but split ends, Himiko!" Midoriya was instead focused on the girl’s hair of all things, with Toga taking a breath from her vampiric meal to look back at Midoriya, looking like she was as high as a kite which made the blood-stained lips all the more concerning.
“That would be great, we can totally go shopping together and then try on all the clothes we want!” Toga gushed, leaving the man very much confused.
“I’ve never done that, it’ll be fun.” Midoriya seemed a bit embarrassed to admit that fact as Toga seemed more than happy to fill her in on that.
"It really is, though don't worry about carrying too much, we'll probably only find a couple of things that match us," Toga replied as she went back to feeding, lapping up the blood, even sucking on the open wound as if she couldn’t get enough of it.
‘I don’t know what’s going in, I don’t think I would even if they explained it.’ The Fishman decided that he should leave before the blonde decided to see if his blood tasted like salmon. Quietly, he closed the door behind him and climbed up the stairs from the basement into the kitchen of the safehouse where he found the other 3 guys, all of them adults with the youngest being a guy who looked like a Dalmatian in his mid-20s.
“So, what’s the situation in there?” The heteromorph that looked like a Dalmatian asked as he drank his beer.
“We should avoid them for a while, they’re bonding in ways only girls can.” He replied as the rest looked at him funny for a second before they realized what he meant.
“So…we won’t understand?” Another asked to which he nodded. If Midoriya was acting like that, it was safe to say she was going along with the crazy.
“We won’t understand.” He stated as he walked out of the kitchen to go watch something.
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“Say, Himiko,” Izuku waited till she was sure she had Toga's attention. She wouldn't have normally used her given name but her new friend insisted. “You were talking about becoming the people you love? How do you do that? Is it cosplay?”
Toga stopped drinking her blood before shaking her head, a red smile looking pretty on her. “In a way, but what I do is way better, check it out!” Out of nowhere, Toga threw off her clothing, leaving herself in the nude which sent blood flowing into Izuku’s cheeks at the sight of the petite, but fit and very alluring feminine form before her.
Before she could ask her what the hell she was going, or question if she was into girls like she was into boys, goop started forming around her body, covering her like a cocoon before it shifted, changing shape and gaining color and texture till to her amazement, she was looking at a carbon copy of herself. “Ta-da!” Himiko, now looking like her twin, got up and twirled around, she had even managed to replicate her clothing.
“You’re me!?” Izuku jumped to her feet, holding her and feeling what felt like flesh, noting how warm her arms were here, how they were as muscled as hers, even carrying the same scars.
“That’s right. My quirk is called transform and I can transform into the people whose blood I drink. The more I drink, the longer I can hold onto the form.” Toga explained her ability, though she left out the part about how worked best when she was naked as if not, then her clothing would lay atop and ruin the transformation. Still, while it was a little embarrassing having to strip, she didn't find it that bad, and if she did it for her new bestie-what was the harm? Izuku let her cut her and drink her blood, and Himiko showed off her naked body, what was weird about that?
Izuku didn’t seem to mind as her mind was filled with nothing but the possibilities, limitations and evolutions her quirk could take as she looked over her, even at her backside…what her but always that big? Anyway! She couldn’t help but marvel at it. “That’s incredible, it’s the ultimate disguise as even I can’t tell the difference.” She doubted her mom would be able as aside from the fact Toga’s smile and blush carried over, they could be mistaken for mirror reflections on each other.
“You’re telling me, I’ve never tasted blood as sweet as yours.” Oh, she wished she met her sooner. She had drunk tasty blood before, and stale blood which normally came from meanies but Izuku? She would compare it to whatever Gods drank at parties as it filled to fill her with power, power, unlike anything she had ever felt.
She felt what seemed to be a switch in the back of her mind, one that wasn’t there before and, on a whim, flipped it. instantly, she felt herself gain bulk and muscle mass, much to their collective shock as when it stopped, she towered over the once taller girl by quite a bit. Hell, she was sure she was taller than most men and felt like she could bench the weight of a pick-up. “What’s the deal there, I’m even stronger than before.”
Izuku brought her hand to her chin, thinking about it as knew that this was a possibility but didn't think it could happen as Venom was made from a refined version of her blood, in conjunction with other chemicals mixed in a complicated process. Of course, since she could use its power, perhaps Toga could do as well. "My blood is complicated, the short answer is that it was the main ingredient for a super steroid. So I suppose you get the same passive effects I do." Himiko walked over to the bed and was able to lift it over her hand one-handed, this was new.
Dropping it, she turned to Midoriya. “It’s not a quirk? I can’t copy quirks so it has to be.”
“Yup! I’m all natural!” Izuku joked as she pulled her notebook and pen outta nowhere, her eyes as bright as the morning sun. “What to share notes on powers?”
Dropping her transformed state, she rushed Izuku and hugged her, leaving her red face from the sensation of Toga’s bear skin against her clothed body. “Let’s go.”
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A couple of hours later, with Toga wearing a burrowed shirt along with her skirt, the only thing from her clothes that hadn't been thrown out, the two girls were relaxing on the couch. The sun was still pretty high in the air but she knew she would need to return to the Bakugo’s soon enough as she freaked them out the first time when she got back long after it got dark.
She had spent her time with her new friend, they finished their Q&A before sharing a meal, and then they decided to watch some old pre-quirk animated movies. They had just finished watching the one with the martial arts Panda when she paused the TV, leaning into the soft sofa that the two shared. “This is great, it’s been years since I had a friend that I could talk to like this, and just be honest with them.”
“It’s a first for me, Izu.” She looked at Toga, who looked more like a lazy housecat than before with how all over the place she was.
“No way, you’re amazing. You must have had tons of friends.” Toga just had this…energy to her, Izuku could see her being one of those girls who made friends with pretty much everyone, and that no one had anything mean to say about them.
Himiko didn’t answer immediately, as Izuku wasn’t…wrong with her assessment but it brought back memories she didn’t like to think about. “I did…but they didn’t know the real me, they knew the Himiko that behaved, that didn’t express her love.” They’ll all be 2nd years around about now, she wondered if they remembered her. The fake her, who paled around with them and attended festivals, or the real her after she decided enough was enough. They probably forgot her and moved into their high schools pretending like she didn't exist.
“Oh…sorry for bringing that up.” Izuku felt bad for making her friend comfortable, but she waved it off.
“It’s fine. I haven’t seen them in a while, and I’m happy with you. You’re the first person to see just how normal I am.” Himiko smiled at her, it was a relaxed thing, lacking the manic energy of before, but carrying as much if not more genuine honesty in it. she hadn't felt like this in years, not since she brought the cute bird to her parents and they snapped at her for 'being weird' and 'acting like a savage'.
"I don't think so," Izuku replied. She didn't know it, but hearing that set off alarm bells in Toga's head as her head whipped around to face her, her eyes holding something dangerous.
“What?”
Izuku, in contrast, slowly turned to her, still smiling. “I don’t you’re normal, but then again, what even is normal?” She causally lifted a finger, pointing towards the ceiling and spinning it, as if drawing a circle. “What parts of us are normal and what aren’t? Who decides where the line is?” Was she not normal because she was still quirkless? Was her mother not normal for being a single mother? Was Eri not normal for her blessing? If you asked her, she would say no to all 3, if you insisted she was wrong, she'd beat you half to death.
Was that a troubling mindset? Probably, but was it any less troubling than Bakugo and the rest of her classmates and teachers making her life a living hell for almost a decade? It had to be, which made it normal, right? "We live in a world where people can change the weather with a punch, spitfire, fly and alter the environment with a single touch. Compared to that, what's a little bloodletting?" She smiled back at Toga, her cut hand reaching out to her to which Toga rested her head in it, liking how warm and inviting it felt, even if she could also feel just how much power it had.
“You’ll be the first to say that…” Himiko muttered, almost too soft for Izuku to hear but she did as she scooted closer to her, bringing her into a hug.
“And I won’t be the last, Himiko. Let’s do it, let’s change the world to be fairer to people like us, build our place in all the crazy.” Izuku told her. She knew that she could recruit her, that she would be open to it, but she didn't want to do it for those reasons alone. Even if she walked a different path and was self-aware enough to understand she had very unheroic tendencies, she was still doing this because she wanted to help.
"That sounds like it'll be fun!" Himiko returned her hug, even if she wasn't as strong as the taller girl, she could still give her a good squeeze as the two broke out into giggles.
“I know it will,” She reached for the remote to start looking for something else to watch. "But for the moment, we need to figure out where you'll live as this is a safe house, yeah-but I have a feeling you wouldn't want to room and board with a bunch of middle-aged men."
“Nope!” Toga shook her head. She didn't think that they would try anything, after all, if her new bestie, Izu could trust them, she could too but none of them were cute, and she could tell they would be as boring as watching paint dry.
Finding a new movie, this one about a girl with super long hair locked in a tower with a chameleon, she let that play before turning to Toga. “We’ll see about getting you an apartment then, somewhere close to U.A. so I can visit often but you have to remember that sometimes I’ll be busy with work.” Toga had been surprisingly chill with finding out she was a U.A. student in the hero course, but she seemed like someone who could roll with the punches.
“You better, but you’re one funny hero student. Do they teach everyone at U.A. to be as nice as you?” Toga asked as she had run-ins with heroes before, and none of them had been half as nice as her encounter with Izu.
“I’m pretty much the exception, but hopefully that’ll change in time.” Izuku still hadn't figured out who would be more pliable and open to change, but she was sure that would change as she spent more time with them.
“I just wish I had been awake earlier, then we could have had more time to mess around.” Toga bemoaned, as she had been unconscious for a while after she had been brought over.
"I would say that 3 days rest after all you endured is short," Midoriya replied, they might have brought in someone who could speed up the healing process, but he had still believed she would be out for a week.
“It wasn’t that bad.” Toga waved that off as the movie got past the intro.
“Toga, you read your medical report. It was a miracle you could still stand, much less fight.” Toga had not just lost a lot of blood but had a bad concussion, torn muscles, serious gashes across her limbs and broken bones.
“It beat out letting those meanies get me.” Toga pouted as Izuku leaned closer to her, reaching for the bag of chips she had got from a nearby convenience store.
“Who?”
"Those League of Villains guys." Izuku paused mid-snack, with Toga being more than happy to take the chip from her frozen hands to throw it into her mouth with a clap.
“The League did that to you? Why?” She had wanted to ask her about that but didn't think now was the best time when they were bonding, but if the opportunity presented itself, well…
Toga casually explained what went down. "I wanted out. They had this big recruitment thing going on, I heard about it from a broker, he was looking for some really strong people and I agreed, I thought I'd get to meet Stain once I joined." She got another chip with a pout, as she wanted to have a word with Giran about that little omission of truth as no way he didn’t know, he tended to know anything he wasn’t supposed to.
"But that was a total bummer, Stain isn't even a member of the League. Handsy Tomura said that they hated each other, so I wanted out. they didn't open the door so I had to find my way out." She had been so happy when she asked when they'd meet the hero killer, only for that buzzkill Tomura to yell that he'll sooner kill Stainy. Kurogira, she thought that was his name, he said that the League and the Hero Killer weren't allies and merely agreed to avoid one another after Hosu.
“They didn’t like that very much.” When she went to leave, Tomura asked why and didn't like it when she told them she thought they were boring.
“Was this for the Dagobah attack?” Izuku asked, having her suspicions as Toga took a moment to think about it for a second.
“Probably, I heard about that on the news. Was it as gory as they said it was? How many bodies were there, was the place painted red?” And just like that, her attention shifted completely as Izuku sighed, but she couldn’t help the smile forming on her face as she hugged the girl closer.
"Himiko, please focus and then I'll tell you all the good bits, including a story of how me and a couple of girls brained a monster." She could see how Himiko’s eyes shined at that, and she also had other stories to tell like how she bit off a guy’s fingers and spat them in another’s face.
Himiko wanted to hear about the good stuff now, but she could wait if she had to talk about those losers in the League. “Poo, but I’m pretty sure it was for that. Tomura said something about needing the best and brightest for their next attack.” She could recall that, even if she had only been half listening at the time. “I proved myself one of the best and took out a bunch of the others.”
“He had to all fight in a battle royales?” Izuku asked her, filing this all away in a mental file.
“Yup! Like I said, he wanted the best. And the news painted a pretty picture of the entire thing, so I’m betting that it worked.” Toga had been put against 20 others and came out on top, literally as she finished the match sitting on a pile of 4 bodies, her knife covered in blood while she sang a lullaby.
“Oh, it worked all right…” Izuku muttered her, her eyes flashing from bright emeralds to acidic pools of hate. “When did you get away from them anyway?” Her eyes were back to normal. She would take out her frustrations on the League when they attacked next, and she would enjoy it as much as she did breaking those criminals like twigs during the exam.
“Let’s see,” Toga hadn’t been counting the days, but she could recall details that could give her time pass like seeing that boring news guy, hearing about lunchtime specials and traffic picking up when people left or returned from work. “It was…2 days before the attack. Giran said I was in the last group to be tested and that everything else was already done.”
“2 days?” When she nodded, Izuku sat up a little straighter, looking at her with awe. "Himiko, that would mean had been 4 days gone by before you bumped into me? Most would have croaked after just one day."
Himiko blinked, when it was put like that, yeah it did sound crazy. “Oh…I didn’t think about it, I just didn’t want to die or get arrested so I focused on other things.”
“You’re something else, you know that?” Izuku couldn’t say anything else.
“I’m me.” Himiko laughed which Izuku soon joined in on.
“You are. You have one of the strongest spirits out there.” She told her. She would need to report back to Curious about this as no doubt she'd be happy to learn that that connection they all believed Stain had with the League didn't exist, but for now, she had one last thing to do.
“Say, Himiko,” Himiko looked away from the movie to her bestie. “What do you think about making a world where everyone is free to be their best selves?” Izuku asked with a smile.
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Izuku: Would you like to join the Meta Liberation Army?
Toga: What do I get out of it?”
Izuku: Girl-talk, sleepovers, and bloodletting.
Toga: You muscle bond bitch, I’m in.
And with that, Toga has now entered the story fully. Her interactions were a bit hard to right, so I had to take a lot from how she acts with Asui, Uraraka and the rest to keep it as close to what she would say as possible. And to her shock, Izuku was completely open to all of it, which I think would have been a better hook for her to like him than just thinking he cute, as it would add to it if he's trying to stop her, but he also doesn't look down on her and her for lack of a better word, quirks. The same could easily be given to Ochaco as perhaps they met before the series started and maybe they didn't learn much about the other, but Ochaco showed her that she didn't mind her obsession with blood.
