Hunter Amongst Villains Prototype Scenes - Experimental Ideas

It is time for more Prototype Scenes. These ones are more cringy I admit, but if you look at the last scene, you will see an experimental idea I had in mind before when ideas were running my brain. Also, after seeing Psykorochi slicing the planet's crust like a knife to an onion, I am fairly confident that even All For One with the Quirk One For All absolutely cannot defeat Awakened Garou, even if All For One got the powers of a Nomu, and ate Orochi's Monster Cell. Also, I am going to post my pairing experimental scenes. Those are raw, but I had an idea on how to pair Garou with a girl through some cleaner scenarios, very clean. So, tank the draft and see what I have years prior.

Also comment on your thoughts on the experimental idea constructively.

Meanwhile…

Garou looked at the family of two, a female and a young boy. One of them practically an adult, while the other was a silver-haired kid with a bowl-cut hairstyle, and a ahoge to boot, looked up at the wild-haired man with eyes as wide as saucers.

“...you took down the symbol of peace…” Ghin, the boy, said as Garou looked away, averting his gaze.

“.......wow…” Tsukihana muttered as she realized that she, one of Japan’s top lawyers, was harboring the world’s most wanted man… the very same man that took down All Might in her very own home.

“...and we are harboring him in our own home…” Ghin followed as Garou, in his human form, released a drop of cold sweat down his very own forehead.

“...Cooooooollll.” Ghin said with starstruck eyes, his ahoge waving around left and right like dog wagging his tail. Garou looked down on his face, starstruck with wonder. He could practically see the silver stars shining within his golden pupils.

“...can I still stay here or…” Garou asked wanting to get rid of this awkward atmosphere. Right now, he was aware of his current infamy.

“...uhhhhh… I don't think anyone saw your face… and I checked the news, and the internet. They only showed up your monstrous form. Which reminds me, you can transform? Since when can you transform? Are you really Quirkless?” Ghin asked as he starting running towards Garou, circling around his legs while inspecting him from head to toe up close.

“Of course I have no Quirk, you brat. And stop it. I'm not a statue of some famous chump or something to ogle at.” Garou said as he placed a hand on his, clutching his head before picking him up until he’s at eye-level, staring at his apprentice eye to eye.

“Ehhhh, but I want to know how you got that monster form. I mean, wow. You… All Might.” Ghin repeated with fanboy wonder, with newfound respect for his mentor as his eyes sparkled with childish light.

Garou was not amused. He released his hold, letting the kid fall back to the ground

“So what if I took down some overglorified hero? I can take down anyone if I put my mind to it.”

His words had an explosive reaction coming from the Lawyer, veins popping in her skin and teeth seething.

“That ‘overglorified hero’ was the supporting pillar of the hero society, a great man that saved countless lives on his own and contributed to the peaceful, safe society we are blessed with today. You mindless idiot!” Tsukihana roared as she stomped over the wooden planks towards the now flustering Garou, with her arm already rested for a strong right hook, and punched the Hero Hunter with all of her Might… only for her to double over in pain the next second, holding her knuckle which was in pain.

The female lawyer sniffed as she rubbed her fist, hurting herself from her attempted punch.

Garou looked at her with a sweat dripping down from his brow. He didn’t even feel her punch, just a brush of wind.

“Is your skin titanium? I swear you weren’t this hard the last time. Are you really human, you bringer of misfortune?” The poor lawyer ranted as she sniffed tearfully over her fist. 

“…so… God Slayer Fist huh?” Ghin switched topics, not paying any mind to his aunt, and beamed a wide, childish smile at Garou.

“I want to learn it! I always wanted to one shot villains one day!” Ghin shouted as he pumped his arms up high overhead. Garou looked down on his energetic apprentice and sighed. Monster Calamity God Slayer Fist was formed in the midst of combat when he obtained his newfound strength, a damn good one he admits, an art with no weaknesses designed to, like the name said, slay God himself.

“Hold it.” The Head of the household butted in before Garou could answer, as she slowly stood back straight on her feet.

“We’re not finished yet, Garou. As much as I appreciate your… efforts in taking care of my nephew, but!” She then narrowed her eyes, her face now the mask of the cold undefeatable Frost Queen of the judicial world.

“Right now, your presence here garners quite a lot of dangerous eyes on our home. Should anyone with ill intent track your actions to us, my home, no, my reputation and status as a lawyer will be in crisis. While I thank you for saving my nephew that night, what you just did was painting a large red target on your back! Just what do you have to say about it, Hero-Hunter!?” 

“…” Garou let out a cold sweat. While he is confident that he can take down anyone with his fists… he still can’t win against her in a war of words. Just how can he win against one heavily skilled in the art of the tongue.

“Hah, I swear… not only are heroes aiming for you, but most likely villains as well. What am I supposed to do? How will you compensate for the Pandora’s box you brought in our lives?” The woman then placed a hand on her hips, swaying her hip to the left as she looked at the sweating hero hunter with a quirked brow.

“…” He opened his mouth, about to say something but…

“Don’t you dare say that you plan to solve this with violence and intimidation. I don't care how strong you are, you are one man. And you WILL take responsibility.” Tsukihana warned as Garou slowly closed his mouth.

“I’m starting to regret letting you live in our home. But it’s too late. You’ve already won over my nephew’s heart, so I can’t make you leave. And worse, if I do let you leave, you might fall down a dark path or worse if I take my eyes off you for a second. Seriously, you just have to go and take down All Might. Now, it’s up to me to reform you into a model citizen that can actually contribute to society. Since I am sure there is no hero or villain in this world that can stop you now.” Tsukihana sighed as before staring into Garou’s eyes.

“…I will permit you to live under my roof. But. This time.” Tsukihana then narrowed her eyes at Garou, shooting the sharpest daggers she could ocularly muster.

“Repeat something like this again. And I will ban you from this apartment. Do you understand me? No, are you going to listen this time?” Tsuki asked, as she glared piercing daggers into Garou. If he didn’t already know this woman’s Quirk, he swore that she had a overpowered soul breaking Quirk or something.

“..........…fine. I swear I won’t go and beat up another ‘hero’. Though I doubt there's any more heroes for me to beat anyways…” Garou mumbled at the end. According to what he learned so far, he demolished the top heroes this world could offer. The rest of them are comparable to A-Class at most as far as he knew. 

“Not helping. You won’t get the full course dinner if I hear another smart reply.”

Awkward Comedy

On a late summer day, the Heroes of UA sat around a grand table in their meeting room, all the heroes on one side, unable to take their eyes off of the man who shook the Hero Society to the point of critical collapse sitting on the other… with friends. The Hero Hunter, Garou, stared at the heroes, especially the blonde skeleton formerly known as the Symbol of Peace, glaring with the eyes of a predator’s at the array of Pro Heroes standing on guard against him. 

Not one of them did not tremble in his presence. Best Jeanist, Kamui of the Woods, Mountain Lady, Principal Nezu, Midnight, Eraserhead, and All Might. They all feared the man who left a traumatic scar in their minds with his debut.

"Ahem." The woman coughed, to bring them back to attention. The silver-haired woman that accompanied the Hero Hunter… the one who brought him here to 'make amends' as she said, spoke up with professional etiquette.

“Wahhhh.” And the boy who popped out behind Garou’s legs, his eyes glazing the heroes with wonder.

“I can't believe I am standing before the famous All Might…” The boy said as his silver ahoge wagged with joy. They wonder why Garou had a little boy following him.

“..............I will not say sorry for kicking your asses.” With a scowl, eyes turning pitch black, Garou started the conversation with a ridiculous claim.

‘What kind of start is that?’ That was what everyone thought. What kind of person would say that? 

‘He reminds me of Bakugou…’ All Might thought, though this one was much more prideful… and a thousand times, no, million times scarier than the little hellion.

“Whilst an apology would have been appreciated, I don’t think a simple apology will undo your actions.”

Principal Nezu sat in his chair, staring at the guests.

“I won't apologize for that.” Garou replied, narrowing his eyes at the mouse president.

*SLAP*

Only for him to be slapped in the head by the woman. The heroes eyed the silver-haired woman with surprise, and shifted their attention back to Garou in return.

“Apologize. Now. Or you won't have the full course dinner.” Tsukihana ordered as Garou grumbled in return. His compliance stunned the heroes, expecting him to retaliate with violence at best. Yet, instead, the woman somehow managed to tame the Hero Hunter.

“.......I'm sorry that kicking your asses was so much fun.” Garou gave a stubborn excuse of an apology.

*SLAP*

Only to earn another slap to the head again. Ghin giggled at the sight, enjoying the situation with a beaming smile.

Seeing this, a slight chuckle emerged from the skeletal figure of All Might watching this occur.

“Looks like you’ll need to be more careful with your words, my boy!”

“Shut it, skeleton. Or I will end you.” Garou hissed back, annoyed by the grins slowly forming on their faces. They don't seem to fear his menacing presence any more.

Moving on, Nezu turned his head to focus on the woman.

“You brought the infamous Hero Hunter here to coerce him for concessions. So what will the details of these ‘reparations’ be?”

Closing her eyes, the battle maiden of the law took a deep breathe, putting on her professional, cold mask as she replied.

“Do you prefer a professional… or a more, personal response to the question?” Tsukihana asked, as their smiles grew wider.

“Whilst a professional response would be more appropriate, we could get dozens of professional opinions from anywhere. I’d like to hear the personal one.” Nezu answered. Even he was helplessly curious of the hidden life of the hero hunter.

“Take this freeloader and work his ass off for causing me so much trouble. I know his services would probably buy me an island if we put his accomplishments alone into account, so please, make use of him.” Tsukihana spat fire without any hesitation.

“Ku… kukuku…” Ghin, the boy, covered his mouth when his aunt said that, trying his best not to laugh. Garou… popped bulging veins on his head, trying not to break anything in his anger.

Smiles now adorned the face of almost every hero present. To think that this was the man that had manhandled the best fighters in the world. Garou’s current ‘opponent’ truly was fearsome indeed.

“That is all well and good Miss…”

Kamui Woods sentence trailed off hoping for clarification.

“Shinjitsu.” Tsukihana Shinjitsu replied.

“Miss Shinjitsu, but how could we even use Garou? The public would be in an uproar.”

He continued on, his tone growing inquisitive.

“Ghin, explain.” Tsukihana said as Ghin cleared his throat for his turn. The heroes turned their attention at the young boy, smiling a little, as his presence helps them cope with Garou’s terrifying presence.

“Big Bro Garou is sooooo fast! Like, so fast it’s almost like he’s teleporting but it’s more like so fast he can stop time… it’s cheating… seriously it’s cheating… you can’t even see him move.” While he spoke with praise at first, Ghin pouted at the end of the sentence, as if complaining to Garou.

“Don’t blame me for your losses, squirt.” Garou retorted at the end, smiling smugly at his small apprentice.

“I can’t even make you budge anymore! Turn back into the Aniki I can hurt!”

The heroes darted their eyes back and forth between Garou and the boy, taking notice of the sparks between them.

Principal Nezu rubbed the underside of his chin with his paw as he sat in contemplation, as the Hero-Hunter and the boy bickered in front of him. 

“Whilst we will not be able to make use of his talents publicly, we could always settle on him providing assistance during covert missions.”

Garou ceases his bickering, and turned his menacing gaze to the small mouse.

“You want me to be an assassin?” Garou bluntly stated.

“No, no. Quite the contrary, Mr. Hero Hunter… well, former hero hunter now. You see, how much do you know of vigilantes?” Principal Nezu asked as the heroes turned to the mouse, now confused of his plan.

“Other than that they make better heroes than you guys?” Garou asked back.

“Let me remind you that while vigilantes are strictly against the law, there are places they can go, actions only they can perform.”

Nezu continued to stare at Garou, his animal features revealing nothing of his internal thoughts.

“…you want me to work for you in secret? So the dumb masses won’t hound you guys like hornets?” Garou bluntly stated, narrowing his eyes at the mouse even more. The heroes kindly ignored that he called the civilians the ‘dumb masses’.

Hearing this, the other heroes spoke up their minds regarding Nezu’s plan.

All Might was the first to speak.

“Whilst I am hesitant to breach the law, these are… unique circumstances. The number of villains is only increasing with no end in sight. With my retirement as the Symbol of Peace, the villains have become emboldened. This has also led to an increase in Vigilantes.”

“I am more concerned whether the hero hunter will comply with this.” Midnight said as she pointed at the hero hunter emanating fogs of malice from his body, so much it’s almost tangible.

“You’re telling me I’m gonna work with you guys by playing the rogue? Although, like the pervert said, I don’t like taking orders.”

“Pervert-?!” Midnight hung her jaws, her eyes bulging out of her sockets and domino mask, at a loss of words. 

The other heroes looked away. They can not deny the fact that they even labeled Midnight as lewd sometimes. Her fashion choice was certainly unsuitable around children.

“If you want to pick up a man, go on a dating site. I mean, who teaches kids in that outfit? Are you that desperate to get married?” Garou continued throwing verbal sword after sword, stabbing the now flustering Midnight's heart in succession as Garou criticized her, striking at all the right points with precision.

*SLAP*

Tsukihana slapped Garou from the back again, refusing to let him get away with that.

“Garou. Stop. You’re scaring Ghin.” She said pointing at the boy who was hiding behind Garou, poking his head out from fright… his golden eyes trembling with apprehension as they locked into Midnight. Ghin’s fearful gaze hurts the older woman’s soul the most, causing her to lose her vitality as she slowly slumped down in her chair. The other heroes now felt sorry for their emotionally damaged colleague.

Coughing loudly, Best Jeanist attempted to draw the conversation away.

“Well, I do share some of Midnight’s concerns…”

He turned to see Midnight now slumped over in her chair, her eyes blank and staring down dejectedly.

“But All Might vouches for your character. That alone is viable for our trust. If Garou is truly the person All Might says he is, we have no reason to be concerned.”

The Hero Hunter stared at Best Jeanist, his pitch-black sclera returning to it's normal white.

“…wow. I’m surprised you took my side after the beating I gave you.” Garou pointed out as Best Jeanist flinched at the memory. He watched the live footage the moment he came to, seeing how he was knocked out and the events after his incapacitation. Seeing live footage of his defeat was not healthy for his self esteem as a hero, especially when watching himself being tossed away like trash.

Best Jeanist’s eyes shifted away from Garou, off to the side uncomfortably.

“Well… heroes get hurt in the line of duty all the time…” He replied, salvaging the remnants of his dignity.

“Yeah, but really? Not even a rematch for your honor or something?” Garou asked again now curious.

‘Who in their right minds wants to fight you again?’ The thoughts of every hero here rang in harmony. No one wants to fight him after his grand debut. Maybe Endeavor will try his luck considering his fiery temper.

“Well then? What do you say Garou?”

Nezu directed this question straight at him. 

Garou paused, cupping his chin with his finger as he remembered something… something about his dreaded landlord saying that she could purchase an island or something.

“....…let me talk about the ‘pay’ here for a sec. What do you mean you can buy off an island by selling me off, woman?” Garou asked as he turned his gaze to Tsuki, who avoided eye contact.

“…hey, mousy, tell me how much pay a standard hero gets?” Garou asked again now suspicious of the woman’s intentions.

“Well…” Nezu cupped his protruding chin in thought.

“It depends on the individual per se, accomplishments, talents, and-“

“So you’re saying it scales with the person? So… how much does the average hero make?”

“Around one hundred million per year. At most. Including advertisements and self promotions…”

Garou then narrowed his eyes at Tsuki, who was sweating rivers from her forehead.

“And what if someone of my level works as a hero?” He asked to confirm his suspicions.

“Well, I can’t imagine you doing any form of self-promotion or starring in advertisements. However, your exceptional strength and speed would be more than enough to raise the pay to about…”

Nezu paused for a moment, performing some mental arithmetic.

“...Five billion yen per year… at least. Maybe more if you’re lucky enough with advertisements and self promotions.”

Garou hacked his throat, nearly choking on his own spit.

“Five bil-?!” Garou turned his eyes to Tsuki with eyes wide as saucers. That was a lot of money, too many zeroes for him to get used to.

“And where will the money go exactly should I work for you?” Garou asked, his stare now hurting the lawyer's conscience.

“We wouldn’t be able to just directly send the money to you. If someone began asking questions, that would reveal everything.”

“So you need a middleman. Or woman.” Garou surmised with a dangerously low tone.

“So, when were you going to tell me you plan on making money off me, you wily witch?” Garou asked his demonic Landlord as he tapped the table waiting for an answer from the guilty party. 

Principal Nezu and the other heroes watched, now amused by the drama playing out before them.

“…you must pay your rent one day.” She meekly replied.

“Rent my ass. Five billion. BILL-ION. What the hell are you planning to do with all that money, woman? Are you trying to scam me? Huh?” Garou asked again, now feeling cheated.

“...…I was going to use it to fortify my apartment. To keep Ghin safe.” the lawyer sheepishly replied.

“…” Garou relented upon hearing her response. He honestly expected a more devious answer from the woman.

“…you don’t think I can keep him safe?” Garou asked now confused by her answer.

“You won’t be there all the time. And your stunt made the streets more dangerous, so you have no right to protest.” Tsukihana retorted with an excellent counter, making Garou look away.

“…fine, I’ll do it…” Garou mumbled as he avoided eye contact with Nezu and the heroes, who were greatly amused.

A large smile spread across All Might’s face.

“I knew you would make the right choice. Now make sure to not let us down young Garou!”

“Don’t push it, skeleton. You’re lucky I’m not here to waste you all.” Garou retorted as he continued grumbling as he turned his head away. However, the heroes didn’t fail to catch the sight of his flushed face. They smiled even more. They almost didn’t recognize the Hero Hunter even.

“Haha. Now to move on to the next step… we would like you to answer a few questions, if that is alright with you.” Principal Nezu moved on as the atmosphere darkened, the source being Garou, as if his aura had turned into a black hole.

“…as long as it is not too much to your dismay.” Nezu added, trying his best to not let his face illustrate his instinctive fear. Mountain Girl scootched away a few skids, moving closer to Kamui and away from Garou.

“Psss, can you be my human shield if Garou goes ballistic?” Mt. Lady whispered as Kamui shook his head.

“You’re the one with the Gigantification Quirk. You will indefinitely last longer.” He retorted. Compared to him, her durability far surpasses his, meaning she could at least take the beating with her size.

“No, I won’t! I’m too young to die!” She rebuked with a whine.

When she turned her head to Garou, she saw the man… was missing. His seat was empty. 

“Ehh?!” 

Mountain Lady pointed at the empty seat, a desperate shout ready to leave her lips. However…

“Boo.” Garou’s voice just whispered into her ear.

“KYAhhhhhhh!!” Mountain Lady fell back off her seat and dropped to the hard tiled floor, scrambling away from the source of the voice to see Garou casually staring down at her with a smug smile.

“Got you.” Garou said before he disappeared, appearing back to his seat when Mountain lady heard the chair creak. Pausing, she processed what just happened… then indignant fury coursed through her veins as her cheeks pouted, her meek face contorted into anger as she pointed her finger at Garou. 

“Youuuuu!!! You and me! One on one!!! Now!” Mountain Lady shouted without thinking, her face flushed with furious red.

“Are you sure? You swear you won’t back out, lady?” Garou asked, still wearing that damnable smile.

“I will crush you beneath my boots, you stupid-” 

“Alright. I accept your challenge. You better not chicken out after I’m done here.” Garou interrupted.

“You’re on!!” Mountain Lady ground her teeth.

“…You do realize you just challenged the hero hunter, right?” Kamui asked as Mountain Lady froze, petrified into an unmoving statue, until her brain finally processed what she did.

“Ah.” 

“No take-backs, lady.” Garou said before she could spout her excuses.

The other heroes could only stare at Mountain Lady in sympathy. 

“…may I ask if you could let her go?” Nezu asked.

“Nezu…” the woman cried his name, touched by his compassion.

“No. I’ve been waiting for this for quite some time.” Garou denied as her heart dropped back down into the abyss.

“Why?!” She cried, tears leaking in droves from her eyes.

“Simple. I do not like you.” 

*SLAP*

Another slap was earned as Garou grumbled. Tsukihana smiled at the heroes and spoke up.

“Please do not mind him. He is fond of teasing, and very self-dishonest. Right, Garou?” Tsukihana asked with emphasis, her tone poorly concealed the anger repressed in her words.

“…But I’m not kidding. I meant it.”

“Why?!! Why me?! What have I done to you?!” Mountain Lady cries out now very pitifully, demanding the reason for such unfair abuse.

“For one, whole, week I have suffered. Be it on the news, the newspapers, or the internet, I can’t breathe for one second without your name popping up. Are you that needy for attention, woman? You will not escape me.” Garou answered, as Mountain Lady paled at his answer.

“That… seems a bit much for a fad. Are you not overreacting, Garou?” Nezu asked wanting to calm down the situation.

“Don't think so.”

“Miss Shin… help meeee…” Mountain Lady Then reaches out to her last hope. The woman that brought Garou here.

“Garou… if this keeps up, I might have to use a crowbar next time.” Tsukihana threatened to the best of her ability.

“I won’t change my mind.” 

It failed. The lawyer’s eye twitched as she internally whimpered that her hold over Garou was waning. However…

“Aniki, is it because Mountain Lady destroyed your favorite restaurant during lunchtime?” Ghin spoke out, throwing a lifeline for Yu. The heroes looked at Ghin, blinking in their confusion as they process his words, and then turned their eyes to Garou, who was staring at Yu with a predatory gaze in a long pause.

“.......…maybe.” Garou replied bitterly.

Mountain Lady paused, tilting her head as she tried to jumpstart her memory… when was it… 

“Ah…” She then remembered. There was one time… that she was knocked aside by that Trapezius Head Gear villain… and crashed into a building… and fell atop of a table with food on it. The food fell on her head… and the person eating the food was…

“.....” She immediately scrambled to her prostrating position and kowtowed, banging her head on the table. The heroes watched as Mountain Lady continued banging her head on the floor in a desperate attempt for forgiveness.

“I’m so sooorry for ruining your lunch! So can we not fight?” Her pleading, pitiful tone filled the room.

The heroes looked at Yu… feeling sorry for her, yet unable to help her.

“It will only take onnne second. I promise it will be swift.” Garou assures with a gentle (evil) smile.

‘One second to kill her that is…’ everyone thought in retort.

The voice of Principal Nezu drew Garou’s attention away from the begging woman.

“Perhaps we can make some concessions. For example, allowing you free passes to several restaurants of your choice? In order to save Miss Takeyama from any unnecessary punishment.”

Garou looked at the Principal… thinking on his proposition. Thinking on the restaurants… his stomach audibly growled loud enough for the hero to hear. The heroes swore that a monster just roared inside the room… just how hungry is Garou right now?

“...maybe…” He replied.

“Garou my boy, I ask you at least go easy on my colleague.”

All Might attempted to appeal to Garou. 

“…she will live. For now.” Garou then switched his demonic focus back to Yu.

“Don't think this is over, lady.” Garou promised. Mountain Lady whined under Garou’s world-ending glare, his black gaze as heavy as Mount Everest on her back.

“Now then… what do you want to ask?” Garou asked Nezu, no longer paying mind to the woman as she whimpered. Mountain Lady, freed from the pressure, pitifully picked herself up and sat back in her seat. Kamui patted her back, comforting her for her misfortune.

“Well, first of all, would you be willing to divulge the secret of your immense power? How you manage to obtain it?” Nezu asked, bracing himself for any retaliating fear-inducing pressure.

“I earned it.” Garou bluntly replied, normally without weighing his presence on their spirits. 

The assembled heroes remained silent in contemplation. What did he mean he earned it?

A further moment of silence passes. 

“Could you clarify your words?” The inquisitive tone of Nezu ended the silence.

“Do not think it is a Quirk, or some lame superpower I got from birth. I assure you, my power is not something anyone can get the easy way. Not an ability, not some tool, but me. Know the difference.” Garou replied with explicit emphasis on the difference between the concept of his power and those of Quirks.

Rubbing his chin, All Might looked both confused and shocked.

“So you’re saying that you defeated some of the top heroes without any form of Quirk?”

“I have no Quirk.” Garou stated. 

“If you possess no Quirk, then you must have had some form of rigorous training?”

Eraserhead spoke up for the first time in the conversation.

“What do you think I did in my spare time? Of course I trained. Much more than any of you guys ever did in your lives.” Garou stated, with a tone of condescending arrogance.

“Now now young Garou. Everyone of us in this room has trained for one reason or another. Even the young woman.” All Might rose a skeletal finger, pointing towards Tsukihana. Garou switched his attention to his landlord, and inspected her carefully from head to toe… 

“…heh.” With a mocking grin, he gave a condescending laugh at her before switching his attention back to the heroes. Tsukihana popped a vein, not letting this remark go. 

“Is there something funny, you useless hero hunter? Is the fact that I trained that much of a joke to you?” Tsukihana inquired, her tone impassive but everyone could tell that it was quivering in it's struggle to contain her emotional outburst.

“We fight for our strength where I come from. No powers, no Quirks. Just you, your body, and your life on the line. I sincerely doubt your training is like mine.” Garou rebuked to Nezu with confidence in his words, not giving any mind to his landlord.

This perked the attention of every person in the room. Garou’s particular choice of words did not escape their attention.

“And where is it you come from?”

Best Jeanist had pulled himself out of his self-pity and looked directly at the man responsible for it. 

“Don't know the right word for it. But… there is only one continent there.” Garou replied.

“One continent?” Best Jeanist repeated the response incredulously.

“Do the math, smart guys. I think you will get it.” Garou snorted as he left the heroes with a cryptic clue.

“So you’re not from around here then?” Eraserhead put in vague terms, his passive tone not rising or falling.

“Consider me an extraterrestrial if you still don't get it.” Garou replied. The answer finally clicked into their heads.

Scratching his chin, Nezu looked towards the self-proclaimed ‘extraterrestrial’.

“I see, how exceedingly rare… So if you are from another planet or another place, is there anyone else like you that has come here?” He asked, curiosity filling his entire being. Another planet, a world without Quirks, yet it gave birth to the scariest man sitting across them.

“No idea. After a harsh battle, I dropped from the sky and came to in that kid’s home.” Garou said as he pointed at Ghin, who only giggled mischievously in return.

“Either I'm here by God’s sick whim, or one of you weirdoes somehow brought me here by accident. I only remember black smoke before I fell from the sky. And I got to say… I did not expect to be here to be honest. You guys are weirder than some of the monsters there.” Garou added.

All Might crossed his arms as he thought on what Garou said.

“You mentioned your world has ‘monsters’? What do you mean?”

“The ones I know mostly eat people.” 

“?!”

Disgust and horror was on the face of every hero present. The idea of a world filled with man-eating monsters was truly a terrifying one.

“I doubt any of you guys can even survive a day there to be honest. I even saw a giant centipede half as large as a small mountain before I came here. There's even an alien spaceship that wiped out a city in a split second. It was all the rage in the news.” Garou continued his story.

No one, be it Nezu or All Might, could think of anything to say. What Garou had told them sounded so ludicrous, but the heroes knew that Garou had no reason to lie. How had humanity even survived such threats?

“Is your level of power normal in your world? Or is everyone as freakishly strong as you?”

Kamui Woods asked the question everyone had.

“You seriously believe that my level is common? Really?” Garou asked the tree man, his tone like a man mocking a child. The tree man then turned away his head, not wanting to endure Garou’s condescending gaze.

“To answer your question, no and no. I feel like I could take on the Hero Association and the Monster Association solo right now.” Garou replied as he raised his hand before the heroes, and clenched his fist.

“And like I said. We have no Quirks. We fight for our power. Well… there are psychics, but they’re rare as hell.” Garou continued as he remembered the Tornado of Terror. A shame he didn't get to test his new powers against her. Or King. He would definitely fight him again if he gets back.

“You have an association for Heroes?”

All Might perked up, hearing the mention of some otherworldly group of Heroes.

“They… are not as chivalrous as you think.” Garou replied, his lips twitched upon mentioning them.

The former Number 1 hero’s brow furrowed as he heard this.

“Garou my boy, what do you mean?”

“Compared to you guys… you're all surprisingly decent.” 

His words shocked the heroes immensely. A compliment from him is like All For One registering to become a hero. Garou did not like the face they were making as it revealed good hints of their inner thoughts.

“There, I admit it. You guys are decent for heroes. Probably the first ones I met so far… happy?” Garou replied as he grumbled.

A few heroes chuckled. The fact that Garou was complimenting them after he had brutalised so many of them was amusing and quite astonishing.

“I am glad you think so.”

All Might had a smile on his face that radiated pride. 

“Whatever, skeleton… but if you want a good glimpse of why I hate heroes… well, one thing, The Hero Association is corrupt. They don't know how to properly run a organization. Do you know that newbie crushing is strong there?” Garou asked.

The chuckles in the room died down as the heroes took on a more serious disposition. A corrupt hero association? Newbie crushing? Every word that came out of Garou’s mouth only painted a bleak picture. Not to mention the otherworldly threats that seemed to roam indiscriminately. 

“In my world, we must be strong or we will die as humans. We do not rely on something so absurd as superpowers or Quirks. It's do or die. That is my strength. However, now that I think about it, regrettably the Hero Association is needed there to keep the monsters at bay… as much as they deserve to fall. Though, I don't know how much longer they’ll last against the Monster Association.” Garou added as he grumbled. 

“I wonder if the old fart is still alive?” He said, now starting to regret not speaking with him when he still had the chance now that he calmed down. He wondered if he would even have the chance to make up for his aggressions now. 

“...any questions? Backgrounds? Whatever?” Garou asked.

“I was getting there. We’ve all seen the video of you during your battle with All Might and All For One. During the battle, you mentioned what seemed like martial arts. I assume you have some mentor perhaps?” Nezu inquires.

Mt Lady had finally picked herself up off the ground in her subservient position now properly on her feet, albeit still slightly shaking at Garou’s gaze fixated on her.

“My mentor…” Garou paused. His tone signified a great degree of respect and a hint of guilt upon mentioning his name.

“...he was a kind old man. He introduced me to the Water Stream Rock Smashing fist. It was the first martial arts I learned.” Garou replied as his eyes lowered to the table, staring at his own imperfect reflection off the shining marble as it gazed back at him.

“I looked up to him. He is like a father to me, taking me in when no one else will.” Garou continued as everyone listened in to the story. Ghin most especially interested, his ahoge wagged left and right in proportion to his excitement, since Garou never spoke much about his teacher.

“It was a good time, I learned everything he could teach, rose up to be the best of his students. Until I became the best of them all.” Garou revealed.

“The old man was strong. He could kill any monster with his bare hands alone into bloody paste. He could probably own you at your best, skeleton. Be you around thirty and him around one hundred, he will still kick your butt to next Tuesday.” Garou remarked as the heroes stared at him now surprised. Tsukihana was not surprised, as whoever taught Garou must be a monster. Ghin, however, just stared at Garou with fanboy wonder.

“It sounds as if you really cared for him.”

Mt Lady’s tone changed to one of sympathy and sadness.

“......my respect for him died the moment he decided to be a hero.” Garou then changed the tone of his story from warm melody to a violent cacophony.

“I was disgusted with the concept of hero at the time. Him registering as a hero is a painful betrayal after everything he did…… so I left the dojo in the only way I knew how.” Garou said as his tone grew more serious the more he spoke.

“What did you do, Big Bro?” Ghin asked as Garou stared at the heroes with a morbid glare.

“...I left, right after beating every one of my fellow students in my frenzy, and began my quest to become a monster.” 

“.......” Silence dawned the room, everyone without anything to say about Garou’s unique, violent resignation. 

“You made the choice to become a monster? Why?” Kamui Wood asked the question that everyone, except for All Might, thought.

“Like All Might said, if you see what passes for good, you choose the bad… my life flashed before my eyes more than once, memories of my shitty childhood showing me why I hate heroes. And I think I get it now.” Garou said as he exhaled, taking a deep breath.

“When I was young… Hm… to think I would go from answering questions to the point of telling the guys I personally pummeled my past… To think this weird world would change me that much.” Garou made a slight comment instead.

“And all it took was for you to brutally beat us all up for the media…”
Mt Lady mumbled, almost under her breath, in response to Garou.

“And I enjoyed it.” Garou replied with sadistic pride.

*SLAP*

Tsuki slapped his head again.

“Continue your story.” Tsukihana chided with a hiss. Ghin’s face trembled as he tried to contain himself, trying not to laugh at Garou.

“Fine. Anyways, like I said, I know why I hate heroes. I hate how they can decorate their actions, no matter how hypocritical, to appear right and just. It is but an excuse to oppress the vulnerable and helpless.” Garou replied bluntly, his story flow ruined by the woman.

Eraserhead was now sat in a chair. His scarf covering the lower half of his face, making it hard to see his full reactions.

“You speak as if heroes were inconsiderate children.”

“It's not as simple as you think.” Garou replied as he leaned back his chair.

“Have you ever been picked on by society? Where you are labeled as evil because just someone just said it? With no one even trying to understand the truth of what is happening?” Garou asked, bringing up a good question.

“More than a few of our students are mocked. For having abilities and Quirks that seem ‘villainous’.”

“So you get it. I was blamed and persecuted for things without just cause. While the other guy ran away free… it was the day I first started hating heroes. Listen. What I despise the most about heroes and justice… is how easily one can convince everyone to turn against another, and no one will question you. And to not even live up to the name of heroes.” Garou said as he narrowed his eyes at the heroes before them.

All Might’s face was posed in a frown. The heroes Garou were describing did not sound like positive figures.

“I am starting to understand where you get your motivation and ideals. Although, I must ask, are the heroes there as terrible as you insinuate?”

“Most of them signed up for the fame, fortune or the chance to play hero anyways. We don’t have any schools on how to properly raise heroes in the first place. There is nothing to keep their morals in check.” Garou scoffed as he said that.

The atmosphere was a grim, serious one. Whilst many children entered a hero school for fame and money, they were only children. They were allowed to have such childish dreams. However for the adult heroes to join up only for fame and fortune, instead of the goal of protecting the innocent, was something that angered every hero.

“The ones at the top, S Class, might be a different story. But again, like I said, there are only a few exceptions… one of whom I personally sent to the hospital for kicks because he he was too weak to be a proper hero in a world of monsters, even if he meant well… hm. I never got the chance to apologize to old man Bang for scaring the disciples away.” Garou jokes a little at the end. The heroes smiled a little at Garou’s developing sense of humor.

“Would these… ‘S-class’ heroes compare to you?” Nezu asked wanting a good benchmark of their level compared to theirs.

“Right now… I am above them.” Garou replies, opening and clenching his fist before the heroes.

“I can tell. I feel as if I can take on the world and win in the end.” 

The heroes, ranging from All Might to Nezu, shivered slightly from Garou’s supreme confidence in his claim. And having witnessed it themselves, they agreed with him.

“Anything else?” Garou asked, no longer having anything else to say about himself.

“Would it be possible for you to teach us these martial arts of yours?”

The Principal questioned. Such a powerful skill would be useful in defeating the Villains Alliance.

“…hmmm…” Garou paused, cupping his chin. Should he? Garou looked at Ghin seeing him wagging that ahoge of his as if expecting a yes.

“…I will think about it. I already have my hands full with this guy here.” Garou said as he pointed at Ghin. The boy timidly waved at the heroes from behind Garou.

“Say hello to my apprentice.” 

The Principal of UA stared at the young boy behind Garou. He turned his furry face towards Garou.

“Oh, you are training the boy? How unexpected, I did not take you for a teacher.” All Might asked, his voice of genuine surprise. He did not expect Garou to be teacher material.

“He wouldn’t stop pestering me to train him, and the she-devil made me do it as ‘rent’.” Garou sneered at the mention of his Landlord. Tsukihana hummed with smiling pride hearing that. Ghin giggled again, his ahoge wagged in elation. 

“How’s your progress with him, my boy?” All Might asked, wanting to confirm if Garou shares his troubles in teaching.

“At first, I just tortured him with the basics just to see if he will fail… though, later on, he is something else. The shrimp got talent. He might reach my level one day with enough training.” Garou replied. All Might felt his heart drop a little, sobbing inside that he does not share his troubles, leaving him with a feeling of inadequacy.

“Wait, are you saying the kid can actually grow as strong you? Seriously?” Mt. Lady asked with sour doubt as she darted her eyes towards the smiling boy.

“Of course he can. I wouldn’t keep him around if he’s still a wimp even after all I’ve put him through.” Garou replies as if it was obvious.

“…I apologize if my words are too intrusive, but what is the boy’s current level by your standards?” Best Jeanist professionally inquired.

“The little shrimp can take any of you down in a fair fight.” 

“....…are you serious?” Eraserhead asked in disbelief. 

“Do I look like I’m joking?” Garou replies.

“I can tell. I trained him personally after all. And he has no Quirk.”

The heroes heard the boy behind Garou laughing with pride after hearing Garou’s praise.

Nezu smiled, hope filling his heart. So there is still room for growth of human beings without Quirks.

“Perhaps once the young boy is old enough, we can accept him to our school. Until then, we could offer you a tour around the school and it’s facilities.”

“Ohhhhh!!!” The boy shouted the moment he said ‘tour’.

“Say yes! Please! I always wanted join a superhero school!” Ghin pleaded to his Sensei and aunt, his arms shot straight into the air.

Garou bonked the boy’s head, calming him down before he grows even more annoying.

Scene: Start of a Quirk Revolution

At the government facility, one trusted by All Might and Gran Torino in researching Garou’s blood the moment Garou entered UA high, the old mentor of All Might read the reports of Garou’s DNA… it was something he did not expect. Nighteye, All Might’s former sidekick, was the one who handed him the papers regarding Garou, standing before him.

“Are you kidding me with this?” Gran Torino asked as he raised his head to the taller man. The thin, frail-looking man pushed up his glasses, and calmly replied.

“I wouldn’t joke about something this serious. Garou is confirmed Quirkless by blood test results. But…” Sir Nighteye paused, before continuing his sentence.

“For some reason, his blood holds a particular property that can… affect Quirks. If these reports are right… then we somehow found a formula to the origin of Quirks itself. And how to improve it.” Sir Nighteye said as Gran Torino eyed the floor beneath his feet.

“…are you joking? First, some random bystander took down my former pupil in less than a minute, and now you’re telling me that his blood is a natural Trigger? No one must know of this… our fragile society can’t handle the impact of a Quirk Enhancing Serum.” Gran Torino replied as he grit his teeth. Just what kind of Pandora’s Box did this Garou bring to them? First he brought down the hero society to its knees, and now he holds the key of bringing down all of society itself. With just his damn blood alone.

Nighteye pushed his glasses up, back into position.

“We absolutely must not allow any villains to gain access to this revelation. If anyone will ill intentions gets ahold of this, the damage they could cause would be catastrophic.”

“You don’t have to tell this old man twice. I am getting too old for this…” Gran Torino mumbled under his breath.

“Is the information secure at least?” Gran Torino asked.

“We can’t be sure. We’ve been scouring the area around the Nomu storage Warehouse, after All For One made his appearance.”

“Good… I doubt any leftover blood will be of use now at this day. Other than the walking source himself… though that won’t be a problem.” Torino doubt that any villain would dare go up against Garou right now.