#hissuccessor

     It took a while, but finally, at last, the student was his. He was quick to get the hell out of dodge, carrying the young hero on his shoulder with his shadows shackling the boy on the wrists and ankles. Deku could probably break through them with some concentration. But one wrong move could spell the end. A finger was lifted as he carried the younger male.

    “Don’t struggle. Not one single move, or I’ll kill you. As much as I want One For All, I can deal without it if it means carrying out a threat,” he informed Deku.

     He finally found a secluded area where no one would bother them. He tossed Deku to the ground and then rolled his shoulders, relief from the weight being off of them.

          then, slowly, a chair in front of the monitors turns towards the restrained boy, revealing a face hooked up to tubes and wires. as he plants his feet on the ground and rises, he wonders idly if that sorry excuse for a hero, all might, has told this one the story yet. when his eyes fall upon the boy and take in this confused expression of fear the other wears . . . he knows immediately that the boy has not been told a thing.

          excellent. that will make things easier for me.

          ❝ you have something i want, boy . . . but i cannot yet take it. my, my . . . how ever shall we handle this? ❞

now we can match!

“Ah, the little Hero that could....you’re Toshinori’s boy aren’t you~” The dark ancient evil purred. 

He slowly strode forwards, stalking towards the boy like a crawling void of demonic energy. Even the air around him constricted, bowing to his presence alone like a peasant to it’s king. This elder of darkness....

         The looming figure has IMPORTANT things on his agenda today. Busy, always busy it seems with new experiments, new targets from those with big wallets {how else was he to fund his practice after all, those tools got expensive, unfortunately}. Currently someone bleeding out in his ‘lab’, but they have a regenerative quirk he’s testing..they’ll be FINE.  He KNOWS this kid from the the festival and the news, and he can’t deny the curiosity that forces him to speak, feigning the role of a lost civilian {though the aura around him, nearly unconcealable says otherwise.} 

      “Excuse me, young man. Do you have a minute?”