Midoriya was in pain and exhausted she had overused AFO (again) so she could no longer channel AFO at the moment. She was still learning the in's and out's of her quirk. She knew where she was going as she went through the city at night careful to avoid running into people. Especially patrolling pro-heroes who if they found her would no doubt take her back to UA, the hospital, or want to contact her mother. She especially didn't want to encounter more villains as well. 

Well at least villains she did not know. 

Midoriya didn't want to face anyone at the moment except for one person. She was upset and downcast but also had a flutter of excitement in her heart to see her childhood friend.

See Tomuchan her bestfriend and beloved.

He had told her once that if anything ever happened he would welcome her with open arms, no questions asked. She knew what he was and he knew what she had been trying to do. Which was to help people but most of all she hoped to help Tomura. By becoming a hero she wanted to prove to him that individuals with unorthodox quirks could be accepted by Society and the Hero Association. Those with "villainous" quirks would be welcomed and celebrated by hero society. No longer looked down upon and cast out of society. She would be a great hero and get Tomura the help he clearly needed. That way he would no longer commit crimes and try to hurt other people the way he had been taught. As well as help him to cope with all the hurt and neglect in his past. 

She wanted to end that cycle and save him from himself.

Most of all she wanted so dearly to get him away from All For One. Who she believed was a bad influence. He had obviously been a toxic influence in his upbringing, even though he idolized his "sensei". 

She continued limping through the city, her left arm grasping her middle and right arm in pain, blood dripping from her wounds onto the asphalt. She had managed to avoid several patrolling pro heroes as she continued moving into the bad part of town. Which was where the relocated League of Villains hideout was rumored to be. However, she did not know the exact address or location as her phone had been destroyed along with any contact information she had. She had hopes of finding him by chance or accident. 

The streets were dirtier on this side of town, black dots covered the sidewalks from spit out bubblegum, broken glass shards were everywhere shining in the street lights, garbage was strewn across the sidewalks. Graffiti and vandalism was prevalent on any spare surface with everything from declarations of eternal love to gang emblems. Everywhere broken windows, graffitied boarded windows, were the norm as well as over turned trashcans, locked bicycles missing wheels, and battered cars parked at random. Street lights flickered on and off while many remained dormant.

Their were also many homeless persons roaming about looking for a place for the night or trying to make a few dollars. Shady people were wondering the streets, drunks stumbled about some with bottles in paper bags. As much as she wanted to help them or get heroes involved (which, curiously she had not seen for several blocks now) she had to avoid that part of herself: she was kind of quirkless at the moment, injured, alone, and it was late at night.

 The area gave Midoriya the chills as a woman first and as a hero second, she would not have chosen to come here on her own at night unless it was absolutely necessary. After, the villain attack, followed by the assault by Bakugou her emotions had led her here but now that she was here. She was beginning to reconsider going back maybe she could just go and spend a few days with her mother but that wouldn't change anything. No, she had had enough of being judged, rumored, and criticized she now bore the marks to prove it. She only hoped Tomura wouldn't turn his back on her as well. She didn't think she could survive another attack on her person and with it being so late at night it was too dangerous be out alone any longer. 

Further determined in her mission she continued limping along squinting through the dark at street numbers and street signs trying to remember what the rumored street name was.

As much as she had been avoiding detection from patrolling heroes, police squad cars, or roving villains it did not take long for her to draw attention. A small gang of street thugs had eventually caught sight of her. They wound up crossing the street, and started following her whispering and laughing amongst each other. When Midoriya heard their footsteps and laughter she panicked not knowing what to do. She was badly injured and couldn't possibly fight off one of them let alone a whole gang. She decided to limp along faster and if she saw a hero or squad car (she hoped as this area was neglected) she would flag them down for help immediately and swallow her pride and go back to UA, to the hospital, or home to mother.

Unfortunately, that was a plan that was not going to happen. Because in front of her three more members of the gang leaped out of nowhere and she had no choice but to turn left running into a darkened alley. She knew she was in trouble as soon as she entered the alley. They were purposely luring her in blocking her from street view, so if anything happened no one would witness or know. Her heart hammered in her chest as she attempted to move faster her injuries and muscles screaming at her to cease movement and rest. Someone raced by her quickly and leaped in front of her causing her to stop in shock. 'He must have a speed quirk' she thought as she hadn't seen a thing only felt a brief breeze go by.

He stood their with a dark look on his face "Hey, sweetheart where you going? My friends and I just wanted to introduce ourselves. We don't bite." he said with a grin as his mouth unhinged releasing a large set of razor sharp teeth. Midoriya stepped back in surprise. 

She stood in the middle of the group, the gang member with the teeth before her, the rest behind her, their were six of them in all.

"Listen, I'm not looking for any trouble. I'm just trying to find a friend of mine." Midoriya said trying to keep her voice steady. Even though she was trembling she hadn't been this scared when she faced Stain the Hero Killer. Then again she wasn't alone Iida and Todoroki were with her then followed by the other pro-heroes here she was all alone, defenseless, and no one knew where she was.

"Really? Well, how 'bout we help you find this "friend" of yours cutie." another gang member said who was wearing a ski mask and appeared to have meat tenderizers for hands.

"Th-that's ok I can find him on my own he doesn't live far from here anyway." Midoriya said trying to sound more confident.

"Yeah, but we're just a bunch of good Samaritans out to help lost folk like yourself, find their way in the dark." one of them said as he burst into laugher his hair was bright orange and stood straight up in the air.

"Forget your friend. What kind of friend let's a cutie like you walk around late at night alone in the bad part of town? Come party with us we have beer and weed." said another who had red hair in a buzz cut and cloven feet.

"I'm sorry, thank you for the offer but I really must be going. I can't keep him waiting any longer." Midoriya lied as she attempted to back away from the gang.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa who said you could leave. You need our permission before that Missy." Said the first gang member with the sharp teeth. 'He must be the leader' Midoriya thought to herself. "You see this is our territory and not just anybody can come wondering in and out without our say so."

Midoriya had no choice the gang wasn't going to leave her alone and her options were slim. Obviously, she did not want to remain with the gang and "party." God only knows what would happen to her if they took her to their hideout she'd never be heard from again. She couldn't stay and fight them all head on. She doubted she could face one of them in a fight with her injuries. She didn't know all their quirks either so formulating a quick plan while fending off their attacks was out of the question as well. That left her with her only remaining option she would have to run for it. She had been preserving One For All awhile, perhaps she would be able to use it to get away from them she thought. 

Thankfully she had been observing her surroundings there was a large pile of garbage and debris on the right hand side of the alley. She could knock the pile down and run down the alley on the right which might slow them down. The only problem was she did not know where the alleyway led to. At the moment it was her only option. Taking in a deep breath and preparing herself she began to attempt to channel "One for All".

"Well, if that is the case then." Midoriya said glimpsing at a large paint bucket stacked high up on top of the pile of junk judging on where to hit it just so. "Then please...LET ME GO" She shouted as she sprinted away from the gang and ran towards the trash pile pushing both arms out knocking into the pile at the right point. The pile of trash and debris toppled over sending the paint can crashing down, splashing yellow paint right into several gang members faces, causing them to cry out in shock and disgust.

Midoriya didn't look back and began racing down the alley. Green lightning weakly flashing along her as she could feel One For All working. Though at a weakened pace, her entire body was screaming at her with pain. She was a few feet away from getting out of the alley till a breeze appeared at her side slamming her into the brick wall of the alley, knocking the wind right out of her. She lay on the ground stunned. As she looked up at the gang leader with the speed quirk and razor teeth towered over her and she knew she had failed her escape attempt.

"You clever little BITCH! Thought you were smart huh? That you could just outsmart us and run away." He snarled at her enraged. His dark pupils casting no light.

Though he ran a small time street gang he acted as though he was a big time boss that should not be trifled with. All he could think was 'How dare this little school girl come along and outsmart his entire gang making them look like a bunch of buffoons. Well they would teach her a lesson a good one at that. Who knows maybe they would make her their new "pet"'.

Behind her Midoriya heard the footsteps of several pairs of feet running across the pavement and heavy gasps of breaths and voices shouting as they caught up come to a stop.

"What now boss?" one of them asked.

"Now we have our fun." he came up to Midoriya grasping her up by the hair before slamming her down while she screamed out in pain.

"Agghhhhhhh! Stop I'm already injured you, monsters." she shouted at them tears filling her emerald eyes but refusing to shed them.

The cloven hooved one stomped a foot onto one of her legs causing her scream out in pain.

Voices of laughter and taunting filled the air as another struck her again. She was then dragged up from the ground and slammed against the wall only to slide back down listless, in a daze, barely conscious.

"Well, that took the fight out of her. Now who wants to go first?" The leader asked as he began tearing at her already damaged uniform.

Midoriya, lay on the ground barely coherent their was no telling how many injuries she had at this point. Her entire body was wracked in pain and she could barely hear the muffled voices talking above her. The voices talked about what they would do to her, how many times they would do it, and how they would enjoy doing it. She could feel the cool air blowing against her bare skin as her hero uniform was being torn apart and she turned her head to the side and let the tears slide out of the corners of her eyes.

Until, a average height figure, shrouded in black, with red shoes, came out of the shadows.

 The hooded figure walked towards the rowdy gang, who were too busy molesting their prey. The figure prowled quietly, slowly like a cat stalking its prey. He was approaching the gang members who were gathered above a small crumpled green figure that lay on the ground unmoving, defenseless, tearing at her clothes. The dark hooded person walked with his hands tucked into his pockets and his shoulders slumped due to poor posture. As he approached the rowdy gang he spoke in a raspy voice:

"That's not very sportsman like six against one. Especially, when one is clearly lame at that."

One of the members of the gang noticed the approaching figure and didn't want any witnesses around.

"Who the fuck are you?" he snarled. In an attempt to frighten the interloper. "And what's it to you anyway?"

This caused the rest of the gang members to take notice of the hooded figure as well snapping their heads up. They ceased their molestation and stood upright walking away from the wall forming a strong barrier against the intruder. Trying their best to appear as threatening as possible swinging baseball bats, punching fists in hands, and displaying quirks.

The hooded figure paused in his steps and began to speak.

"Who am I? Who am I you ask?" he said his throat was rough and scratchy due to his quirk. He gave a scratch to his neck out of habit. He then lifted a single pale hand up and slowly slid the black hood of his sweater down. Revealing his angel blue hair, a single pale hand obscured his scarred face, his scarlet eyes flashing madness and mayhem the only other defining feature of his face.

"Yeah, Grim Reaper, I asked you a fucking question. Now you gonna answer or what?" The gang member with the orange high top hair demanded swinging a metal baseball bat.

"How about instead of telling you who I am. I show you who I am instead." The formerly hooded figure replied.

The figure then stepped forward. The one with orange hair snickered and swung his baseball bat in the air. Quickly the hooded figure grasped the baseball bat while the gang member struggled to shake it loose from his grasp. Only to watch in shocked fascination as it slowly disintegrated on contact into a pile of dust at his feet. He muttered a quiet "Fuck me" to himself his eyes blown wide.

The orange haired member then stepped back stunned to join the rest of his gang in shock. The rest of the gang members who were ready for a fight could only look on in fear for their lives as they witnessed what had become of the bat. It was then they realized the ramifications of who the hooded figure actually was, and the rumors came back to them of All For One's heir. They thought it was an urban legend.

The black clad, pale figure who had caused this was not alone for long. Out of the shadows behind the stranger soon emerged a black haired man with turquoise eyes, purple skin grafts held in place with metal surgical staples all across his face and body. A blonde haired, school girl, with a toothy mask holding up a large knife menacingly. A large lizard man with a red bandana mask across his eyes sporting two katanas. A tall masked man, in an orange trench coat and a feathered top hat. Along, with a tall slender figure who was covered completely in a black masked body suit. Finally, a tall shadowy figure with yellow glowing eyes, a metallic high collar, and buttoned shirt stood with the rest as a united front.

It did not take long for it to set in who these individuals were the 'League of Villains'. Their reputations were we known in the criminal and villain underworld. Being lead and ruled by none other than All For One's heir no less. Hell just the fact that they had anything to do with All For One was enough to mark them as "facere non tangere" (those who must not be touched) because it would be suicide to do so otherwise.

And each one of the gang members knew in that instant that they had fucked up big but dammed if they were going to show any fear. They had their street reps to protect. They couldn't have word get out they ran like a bunch of pussies from the LOV. No way, they would stand their ground. In fact, they were interested in being recruited into the league. To rise above being low level thugs and enter the big leagues of the criminal underworld. Where there was real money, drugs, power, they would be feared, respected, and women would spread their legs for them.

They had priorities after all.

The speed quirk gang leader then stepped forward forgetting all about his prey 'Their would be better pussy once they got in the league.' he decided he could afford to be picky. It was time to step up and represent his boys. Show them their worth.

"Forgive Hakafito, he never knew his manners. As for the rest of us we would like to join your ranks. We have a lot to offer the league of villains." the gang leader spoke up.

It was then the black shrouded figure with the hand gazed on him in curiosity. His head tilted to the side as if in question.

"Really? What could your little 'Scout Troop' possibly offer my organization that I don't already have?" his scratchy voice asked incredulously. Behind him some of the league members smirked and snickered behind their boss's back.

"We've got plenty to offer we all possess quirks for one. We are one to not be reckoned with in this area as it is our territory." spoke up the gang leader who began to demonstrate his large unhinged jaw with razor sharp teeth while the rest of the members demonstrated their quirks. Flashed their weapons.

None of the league members were impressed however by the display.

Seeing this the sharp-toothed gang leader was a bit disappointed many of their victims had been terrified including the one that lay on the ground currently. "We've committed quite a few crimes we're starting to make a name for ourselves we're called the 'Wasabi Burn Crew.' Perhaps you've already heard of us."

Dabi snorted and said "What a ridiculous name. How much longer are we going to listen to this shit? Can I burn them already?" His boss lifted one of his deadly fingers in the air to motion the time would come for now they were to remain quiet and be patient. The predator was toying with his prey.

"Can't say I have." replied the black clad boss of the league. "And why do you think this is your "territory"?

The gang began to look uncomfortable. They had been working hard over the past few months committing crimes and atrocities, wanting to attract attention from one of the bigger villain outfits. They all wanted to join and now was their chance and so far, they were bombing it.

"Well, how can we prove our worth? Is there an initiation? Anything you want in exchange for our allegiance?" the gang leader asked grasping at straws. At this point he had to do something or else he knew his crew and himself were as good as dead men walking at this point.

"As for the territory we haven't noticed anyone else strong enough to stop us." he smirked while his members sniggered trying to play off their fear.

It was then the league boss cast his gaze towards the wall where the crumpled green figure laid forgotten on the ground. His eyes narrowed for a quick moment before flicking towards the gang leader.

"Tell me what were you "Gentlemen" engaged in before we rudely interrupted your evening?" he asked his question masking his venomous sarcasm with mannered cordiality he had been taught.

"Oh, 'That'." said the gang leader dismissing Midoriya as though she were a pile of rubbish laying about the alley. "That was someone who needed to be taught a lesson for entering our territory and turning down a personal invitation to our hideout." he replied cockily.

"She would just be a little snack for us. Probably wouldn't last very long but hey maybe you would want her?" the leader offered the boss. "You know as a show of goodwill. She doesn't look legal so she's probably unused, if you know what I'm saying."

The League boss was having a hard time holding onto his anger as his hands balled into fists shaking at his sides. He knew he needed to keep his cool he had to get Midoriya out of their.  Especially after what this group of delinquents had done to her. He could have easily taken out the whole gang with the help of his league members and left not a trace of these reprobates but he also, ran the risk of putting her life in further danger or causing her further injury.

The league boss then looked the gang leader in the eye and said "I'll accept your offer." He then lifted a hand in the air giving the signal and Dabi stepped forward walking past the gang, ignoring them.

Dabi crouched down on one knee onto the ground looking at the girl who was probably younger then his little brother was. She was unconscious her clothes torn to shreds revealing her abdominal area and cleavage. Looking further he saw her body was covered in cuts, bruises, and blood. He removed his jacket and laid it across her prone body. Then he gently slipped an arm beneath her back and one beneath her knees and lifted her up in the air. She moaned out in pain at being lifted into his arms, her head rested against his chest. She was surprisingly light as he turned and walked back towards the league. Careful to move slowly so as not to disrupt her injuries.

As he passed the gang he shot them dirty looks disapproving of their actions, struggling to hold back his flames so as not to burn the girl. Based on how he had been raised he thought it cowardly to brutalize and rape women. But when he looked at the injuries they had inflicted on the girl he was further infuriated. When he stood among the league he passed her over to Twice who took her up with no problem, for once.

Meanwhile, the low life street gang watched the transaction unfold. They hoped this would be enough to keep them from having their asses handed to them or at least act as a stepping stone to allying with the league. As they continued to keep up their confident fronts.

The league boss then stepped back keeping his scarlet eyes on the gang the whole time. When he was stood with the league. He instructed Dabi in a whisper: "Do your worst."

At, this, Dabi's eyes became ablaze with anger and hatred. Blue flames began emitting from the palms of his hands. Meanwhile, the gang members began to feel anxious and panicked while the scarred Firestarter approached them encircling them in a wall of flames.

"WAIT!! A DAMN MINUTE. WE HAD A DEAL! WHAT IS THIS SHIT?" Yelled the gang leader as a circle of blue flames encircled the gang trapping them in the alley.

"I never agreed to let any of you join the League of Villains, now did I?" he asked them with a demented smile on his face. "After all you offered me the girl of your own free will. You should also, know that she is a very old, and very dear friend of mine." He explained to the panicking gang who were slowly being trapped in a shrinking wall of flames.

"FUCK ME! DON'T TELL ME "YOUR THE FRIEND" THAT BITCH WAS LOOKING FOR?" One of the gang members shouted in a panic. Meanwhile, his pants became enflamed and he frantically tried to put out the flames only to light his shirt on fire.

The gang members attempted to stomp the flames out but the blue flames were more intense compared to normal flames. 

It was at this point. The pale League boss, lifted a hand to his face to remove 'Father' from his face. Since he would be the last thing his victims saw before they perished.

"That's right! I am Shigaraki Tomura and that "Bitch" as you called her is with me, you have fucked, with the wrong person tonight. On 'MY Territory' by the way." He spoke clearly. A demented grin spread across his scarred face.

Dabi then spoke, "Men like you are trash. If your going to be trash, then burn for me." He increased his flames and the sounds of men's screams filled the air as the gang was doused in bright blue flames.

Shigaraki replaced 'Father' upon his face. Then turned and nodding towards Kurogiri, who began to open a warp gate for the league of villains to enter. The roar of the blue flames continued while the screams died out slowly. One by one the league of villain entered the warp gate, at the sounds of sirens in the distance, and then it closed.

The blue flames continued to burn incinerating the gang till nothing was left of them. The smoke of the blue flames rising high into the autumn night sky. It was not long until the air was filled with the sounds of sirens from fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars. It would be no use though. By the time the heroes and emergency vehicles arrived. All evidence would be erased from the crime scene burned to ashes, washed away by firehoses, or blown away by the wind.