I sat in my room alone. My classmates decided to go to the mall, and didn't invite Kacchan, Shoto, and I because they're still mad at us. I don't understand how they could be so needlessly cruel. They want to be heroes, yet they're discriminating and leaving us out. They're shunning us for no reason.

Even Kacchan doesn't want to talk to me after Shoto told him what I said when the class found out about Izuku.

I personally don't see what's wrong with anything that I had said. I just told the truth. I just said what I was thinking.

He was weak if he couldn't take a few comments here and there.

What's wrong with that? It's just the truth. It's completely beyond me how some people can be so damn selfish and rude that they wouldn't invite people to group activities just because of a different opinion.

It's just my opinion, you don't have to agree with me, but you don't have to be mean either.

This is mental and emotional abuse.

I can't believe these losers actually want to be heroes, yet they're still bullying me for no reason.

So annoying.

I got up from my bed and decided to head to Night Eye's early. I was bored and not doing anything anyway. Besides, Kacchan and Shoto were at their licensing training thing. I don't remember what they called it since I wasn't listening.

It didn't involve me, so I really didn't care.

I got up and put my hero costume out. It's annoying that we have to do hero work studies on the weekends, as well as on school days. I don't want to help random people everyday, but heroes make a lot of money, so I guess I can just suck it up.

For now.

Getting dressed, I ran outside and began making my way to the agency. Night Eye had held a briefing meeting yesterday, telling everyone in the meeting about the Shie Hassaikai, and their plan to save the girl that was being held captive there.

The pros in the room were told to search and narrow down the possible locations for the bases that Night Eye had found, while us kids were just supposed to wait for the day of the raid.

It was nerve racking. Not to mention awkward. Kirishima and Uraraka were also there and they wouldn't even look at me.

How much longer will they going to keep this up?

Apparently, according to Night Eye, we're planning on infiltrating the Shie Hassaikai base in six more days.

One week since the meeting.

I'm really hoping Izuku will be there so I can beat the shit out of him for making my life so damn shitty. I shouldn't have to live a life where nobody in my class even looks at me.

Back in middle school, people worshiped the ground I walked on, now nobody even glances in my direction, and it's all Izuku's fault. Just because he was a weakling and couldn't take a few sharp words and beatings, he jumped off a roof. Now, because I had 'abused' him, everyone is calling me a murderer.

He literally killed my dad, and you people are still saying I'm the murderer?

He's an actual murderer.

It's not my fault he was weak.

I walked through the halls of the new League Of Villain's base in anxiety. What do I have to be nervous about? Tomura trusts me. Anything I tell him, he should take as a fact... That's why he sent us to the Shie Hassaikai in the first place. To gather information about what they're doing, and then to sabotage them.

Tomura is still mad at Chisaki for killing Magna.

I walked to the main room, and there, sitting on the couch, watching T.V, was none other than Shigaraki. He was watching the news. Some channels were still talking about me, but finally it's mostly died down. I walked over, and plopped down right next to him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

He looked at me in confusion, before asking me what I was doing here, and not at the Shie Hassaikai base with the others.

"I-I have some important information about the Shie Hassaikai for you, big bro." I spoke with sadness infiltrating my voice.

I removed my head from his shoulder and looked him in the eyes with my glossy, tear filled orbs. I figured it would sell better if I looked the part.

Imagine a kid, scared, because someone was planning to kill their 'big brother'. They'd have tears in their eyes, a strained voice, and would be utterly devastated.

Honestly, I was feeling a little guilty. Tomura saved my life, and I'm repaying him by taking his. I guess that weak part of me didn't die with my father. I'll have to kill everyone on my list before it goes away, I suppose. I still have to kill Tomura. I want All For One.

I want his Master's power. I want the League. I want Tomura's future, and I need to kill Tomura so I can take it for myself. I wish it didn't have to come to this...

He showed me what it was like to have a family.

He showed me what it was like to be cared for.

He acted as my big brother.

In my heart, he is my big brother.

I guess the tears in my eyes are real...

I will miss him when he's gone, but it's kind of like a sacrifice for the new world that I'd like to create. With All For One, I can create the new world easier than I'd ever thought possible. I can liberate society and free the public from the heroes' influence.

I need All For One, to save everyone.

Maybe when I have All For One, I can find a quirk to reanimate Tomura and bring him back to life.

I need to focus.

With Tomura thinking Chisaki had ambitions to kill him, my plan would move forward swiftly.

Phase four : Isolating them.

With both parties having ambitions of killing each other, I now need them to both be isolated in a room. Any interferences could ruin the plan. I can't have any lose ends. They both need to die. I can probably take Chisaki out of the picture with my quirks after he kills Tomura. As long as Tomura doesn't pull anything underhanded, this should all work out in my favor.

Now, all that's left, is to put the plan into action.

Silence was all that rendered in my ears. Today is the day. The day that my big brother, Tomura, dies. I've been feeling more and more guilty with every tick of the clock.

Tic.

Toc.

He saved my life.

Tic.

Toc.

He gave me a home.

Tic.

Toc.

He showed me what it was like...

Tic.

Toc.

To have a family.

On the outside, I was calm. I was picking at a hang-nail while I sat on the purple couch, waiting without a care in the world, for the raid to start; meanwhile, on the inside, the guilt was eating me alive. The pressure of being the reason my 'big brother' would die, was slowly killing me.

I'm becoming the exact person I hated.

I'm becoming just like Izumi.

I'm such a hypocrite.

I sought to rid the world of all the corrupt individuals, yet I'm becoming that very thing.

There's only one thing left to do.

I need to complete my mission. I need to get All For One, I need to cure the world of everyone like Izumi and my father, I need to cure the world of it's heroes, and then, I need to cure the world of myself.

I am no different from those I wish to destroy, so the only rational thing to do, would be to end my own life as soon as I finish my mission. Once I have completed my goal, I will have no purpose, my life's goal will have been achieved once I've rid the world of the corrupt.

I am a corrupt individual.

My death is only natural.

The Shie Hassaikai had been prepared for a swarm of Nomu to attack them, but in actuality, there would only be a horde of heroes. I was planning on isolating Izumi when she gets here so I can kill her once and for all. An abrupt noise brought me from my thoughts.

They're here.

We were all outside the police department by 8am. I didn't recognize all of the heroes here, but there was Fat Gum, Ryukyu, Sir Night Eye, Mom, and a bunch of other extras that weren't important.

The head of the police department was standing in front of everyone and briefing us on the details of the base, but I wasn't listening. Night Eye had already spoken to me prior to now. I was spacing out and wondering whether or not I'd actually see Izuku.

I'm so angry with him over what he did to dad, and for ruining my life. Mom also wants to bring him in, to avenge dad.

I was brought back to reality when someone in a suit came up to me with a sheet of paper. I took it with confusion and looked it over. There was a list of names and quirks that belonged to the members of the Shie Hassaikai, printed on the sheet.

"Commit this to memory." Spoke the captain of the police force.

"It's solid information to have on hand, thank you for this." Another hero thanked the man in the suit for the paper.

They want me to memorize this whole thing?

How?

I was scanning around all the heroes and my eyes landed on my classmates. Kirishima and Uraraka seemed so lively and pumped up. They were talking amongst each other, but when their eyes landed on me, they died down and sent a glare my way.

I was going to walk over to them, but then the captain began to speak again. I didn't catch all of what he had said, but I caught the end of this speech.

"We will commence the operation at o'-eight-hundred-thirty-hours. Heroes, move out!"

Here we go.