“Since we’re sharing, why did you become a vigilante?”
Another little idea for my OFAVigilante Izuku AU I LOVE Toga as a character and knew she’d be a perfect supporting character for an anti hero role and does feature heavily in a few of the arcs planned out so.. I hope it’s received well 😅
Izuku gripped his mask tightly white eyes staring back at him soulessly, the blood streak going across it practically taunting him. He flinched as he felt something touch the back of his head, turning around he saw Himiko holding out a drink while she sipped hers.
Reaching up Izuku grabbed the drink and placed it down next to him as Himiko sat down on the ledge next to him, silence dragged on as the sky grew lighter signaling dawn's approach.
"The mask was supposed to be an homage to All Might." Izuku said suddenly, Himiko turned to look at him eyebrow raising in the air, "I thought you were like… a bunny." She said taking another sip.
"Yeah everyone thinks that," Izuku flicks one of the 'ears' on his mask, "It's meant to be All Might's hair, the two strands that would always stick up."
Himiko hummed before flashing him one of her full smiles, "For a vigilante you really are a hero fanboy!" She turned a bit body facing his direction at an angle, "Why even be a Vigilante? You could be a hero with your quirks Midoriya!"
Izuku looked up at her and gave a weak smile back before looking down, "Look at my mask Toga, what hero walks away from a fight with a streak of some low level thug's blood on their mask." He took another sip of his drink before continuing, "I could do the job of a pro-hero but I can't be a hero, not like this."
Izuku held up his hand to stop her as she opened her mouth, pout cementing on her face but no audible objection, "When I put on this mask, I'm more then just Midoriya Izuku from Musutafu, I'm… I'm Deku, Shizuoka's vigilante protector who gives them hope when Japan's future is so bleak." He grips the mask even tighter looking out into the city.
"I lose myself in that persona though, every negative emotion comes swarming into my mind and I just let loose." Izuku said pulling his phone out of his pocket and opening Twitter, grimacing as his feed refreshed and he saw his mask staring back at him in an article, "I wouldn't trade this for anything but I'm not someone they should praise and cheer for."
Himiko pout turned into an actual frown as played with her knife, "You are too hard on yourself, you are the most altruistic vigilante i've ever met doing this." She argued pointing the knife at him, "You don't just leave villains tied up on the floor for the police and pro-heroes to pick up, you comfort crying children, you throw yourself in front of civilians caught in the crossfire, hell you help people pull cats out of trees!" She threw her arms up for emphasis voice raising only slightly.
Izuku side eyed her with an affronted look, "Helping rescue cats is good exercise!" He exclaimed in response, after a moment Himiko started laughing causing Izuku to join in, smile forming on his face as he let his mask fall on his lap.
Izuku recovered first looking back out into the city, "Since we're sharing why did you become a vigilante?"
Himiko sighed kicking her feet as they dangled beginning to speak, "After All Might died, my family moved to Osaka, Shizuoka got too dangerous being such a hero dense area." Izuku hummed in recognition knowing how bad it got in the weeks after, "Unfortunately, Osaka got bad too… really bad, I had a decent enough childhood but my quirk made it hard in the city."
Izuku raised an eyebrow, "Your quirk made it hard?" He parroted before frowning, "You've never told me what it is."
"I'm a vigilante it's a secret duh!" She smiled at him twriling the knife in her fingers, "I trust you enough to tell you what it is though I think."
Turning to him she held out a pinkie causing Izuku to look at her incredulously, "You can't be serious."
"Deathly!"
"Over a quirk that's in public record?"
"A quirk I've never used for them to know, you are the smart one you should know this."
Izuku huffed before placing his own pinkie out wrapping it around Himiko's, "Fine I pinkie promise not to tell anyone."
"Good, I knew I could count on you Midoriya!" Himiko hugged him tightly causing Izuku to gasp out, "Let go please…."
She lets go after another moment laughing at his plight before speaking, "Okay so, my quirk is called transform! It lets me take the form of anyone's blood I ingest, no before you ask Mr. Quirk Nerd I can't transform into animals and no I can't use their quirks."
Izuku hung his head mortified he was that predictable as Toga continued speaking, "It's a great quirk, in my opinion! To my parents… not so much, even before we moved they thought I was possessed and evil." She pressed her finger to the tip of her knife staring down at it for a moment, "I also have a compulsion to blood, I love it and it's why my favorite color is red, the taste is amazing and it's just so… beautiful." She moved her finger suddenly drawing blood before sucking on it turning to Izuku.
"So that's why you always look so happy when during fights, the amount of blood around sets you off wh—" Izuku's eyes widened as he made a connection, "Oh."
She smiled again fangs on display for Izuku to see as she gave him a thumbs up, "Mhm exactly right! Osaka is a horrible city, the OHA try their hardest I think but crime is rampant and there's so much blood in the air in some districts."
"So you struggled with controlling your impulses even further in the city."
"Exactly! I eventually snapped at one point and attacked some Yakuza guy who was bleeding out in an alley, I think I stabbed him… let's just say more then necessary and drank his blood." She sighed as her excitement subsided turning away from Izuku, "That's originally why I started, for blood, that was until an injured villain I was hunting decided he was going to try taking a night school with him."
Izuku's eyes widened, remembering the incident, "You were the one who killed Dirty Bomb?"
Himiko nodded once placing her hands in her lap, "He was on his last legs really, he was about to be cornered by Clue and Substantia but I didn't care I was hungry, I had followed him the whole way and he didn't even know I was in the school with him."
"You can only do that with one or two people I thought? He had everyone gathered in the lobby as hostages."
"He did, they were probably just as scared of the girl wielding a knife looking feral then the living atom bomb though I imagine." Himiko responded unable to hide her somber laugh, "It was at that moment though that I realized I want to help people too, they were so scared and there wasn't even any blood except his, all I saw were children and some teachers who were about to be reduced to dust alongside an entire city block."
Himiko gripped the knife's handle making a stabbing motion, "So I jumped on him, stabbing him repeatedly, sure I got my drink but as I was coming back to myself all I cared about were the looks on two of the kids faces. They weren't scared of me but looked grateful that's when I decided I wanted to protect the innocent as well."
Izuku and Himiko stared at each other in silence for a while as the sun grew higher illuminating them both, eventually Izuku broke the silence, "I've never agreed with the killing, I try to keep everyone alive no matter how much I hurt them but I can't say I don't get it, the desire to end it permn—" Izuku paused as he saw her grin, "Hey! No you don't get a free pass to start killing around me just because of that!"
Himiko's laughter made Izuku growl as he slammed his palm on the ledge, "I'm serious Toga!"
Wiping the tears out of her eyes she nodded placating him, "Sure thing! Anything for you my hero." Izuku rolled his eyes taking a sip of his drink.
Gunshots ringing out down the road caused both of them to pause, looking over Izuku saw four armed men entering a local bank down the street. Picking up his mask he pulled it over his head before looking to Toga who already had her mask on, "I could go for one more crime before heading home." He smirked through the mask before kicking off the ledge, blackwhip shooting out of his right hand as he swings effortlessly.