Warning: The following content may contain strong sexual and violent scenes. Read at your own discretion.
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24 hours before the invasion begins.
"Isn't it cold for you to wear this?" Mustard asked as soon as he saw his comrade arrive at the gathering place after observing the scene. "I'm not a homophobic person, but this is a bit... weird..."
"I'm different from you, my boy." The man beside him replied. "Everyone has their own style. And villain costumes have to be impressive to scare the enemy."
"You'll be the one who gets beaten to a pulp if you insist on this 'dungeon master' style, you idiot." A girl with short black hair nearby corrected the man. "It seems like everyone is taking a while."
"Hi. Sorry for the wait." A person wearing sunglasses, holding something wrapped in white cloth, walked over to greet everyone. "It seems like everyone here is quite lively."
"Where's Moon Fish? I thought he should have been here a long time ago?" The young girl asked the person wearing glasses with a puzzled expression.
"He'll be here tomorrow." A young man with a patched body came forward to answer. "Mr. Compress is also busy with the Boss so he will arrange to come here later. Just calm down."
Saying that, he took out a piece of paper from his body and started reading each person one by one...
"Spinner?"
"Here." A man with the appearance of a lizard spoke up to take attendance.
"Magne?"
"Right away." The man wearing sunglasses spoke up.
"Mustard?"
"Coming right up."
"Muscular?"
"Forget this damn stuff! Just go and deal with them once and that's it!!!!!" The man wearing a black hooded cloak and a white hockey mask with many holes began to show signs of anger.
"Shut the fuck up, muscle-brain. Not yet. Cupid?"
"Right here." The man in the revealing outfit called the roll call. "Do you really need to do this, Dabi?"
"Yeah. The boss told me to, so I did it. That crazy Tomura can't wait any longer. Vault?"
The black-haired girl yawned, nonchalantly raising her hand. "Here. Is this boring procedure done yet?"
"Not yet," Dabi growled, his cold blue eyes glancing at the paper, crumpling it, then using the blue flame that burst from his palm to burn it to ashes in an instant... "We only have 7 people now. Moonfish and Compress will join later, along with 1 more person. We can only proceed after we have 10 people."
"Now then," Dabi paused to catch his breath, his voice dropping. "Listen carefully. The mission this time is very simple..."
"Simply smash the U.A. brats!" Muscular roared, pounding his fist into the ground, creating a deep dent. "I don't care about the plan. I just want to hear the sound of bones breaking."
"That will happen, dickhead," Dabi replied, clearly losing patience. "But not in your way. Our mission is to cause chaos and kidnap a specific target. That's what the boss wants."
Spinner interjected, "One target? We're gathering the entire Vanguard Squad to capture one person?"
"Actually, two, if done properly," Dabi said. He glanced at Mustard. "How's your information?"
Mustard cleared his throat, picking up the brief notes. "As gathered here, the exact location they went to for training is this forest, consisting of Class 1-A and 1-B. The information our insider gave us is quite accurate. Our current objective is to wait for the right opportunity to attack, for a period of 1 week starting from yesterday."
"And how do we know who the target is?" Magne asked with a skeptical expression. "There are a dozen of them, so who should we kidnap?"
"Only 2 people," Dabi replied. "But the top priority is the boy who won the Sports Festival. Bakugo Katsuki. Tomura has instructed us to do so. The remaining one is Ragdoll, the Boss's strategic target. Try to complete the target as soon as possible, if we disturb the Pro Heroes too much, we will be in big trouble."
The black-haired girl - Vault - snorted and asked back with a disdainful tone.
"Kidnapping? Waste of time. Why don't we just kill them all? It would be faster if the Doctor created Nomu from corpses instead of bringing in living ones."
"Because Tomura wants to toy with his prey. He thinks he can convince that brat." Dabi stared at her. "And stop interrupting people."
"How stupid," Vault muttered. "I won't participate in your mind games."
Dabi smirked.
"No. You'll be the main support, Vault. Mustard will use poison gas to split them up. Muscular and Moonfish will sweep in. Spinner and Magne will clean up the mess. I'll handle the Pro Heroes. Cupid is the one who really needs to do this."
He paused, looking straight at Vault.
"And you," he pointed at her, "do whatever the hell you want before things are on the track. You'll know what to do then."
Vault shrugged, looking uninterested. "Headhunting is a good idea..."
"It's up to you. No matter how many people we gather, if it's just a bunch of noobs, it'll only increase our risk." Dabi said leisurely, his eyes looking at the camp in the distance. "The best way is to gather a small group of elite and experienced members. Or at least a group that knows what they're capable of. First, we have to show those brats that their peaceful life is up to us..."
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Vanguard Action Squad's Invasion, G-Hour
For some strange reason, everything that had been prepared in advance seemed to be "off track" a lot compared to what Dabi thought.
It was raining now, Mustard's poison gas had not yet been released, making everyone in the team impatient to the point of irritation, leaving him with no choice but to force himself to let the members "act on their own", as long as the goal was completed. Luckily for him, "Cupid's" Quirk was extremely suitable to replace Mustard's wide-area control role in a "strange" way. And perverted too.
"Where the hell did Giran find this guy?" Dabi thought in his head, while setting fire to a large forest.
...
The story was just as simple as any other member of the "League of Villains". Same old motif, still this pimp recruiting people, only the place he went to was a closed gay pub, and the person he recruited was extremely strange but no less dangerous in his way of thinking...
"Affinity" - that "cursed" Quirk in the eyes of many people, with the ability to make anyone who inhales or comes into direct contact with the pheromone secreted from his body have the same effect of "getting horny" extremely quickly. To be exact, it only causes sexual stimulation and is not toxic like Mustard's "Gas" Quirk, but because it directly attacks people's "instincts", no one neutralizes it or even wants to do it. Plus, this guy's sexual orientation makes no one consider him a truly good person.
And because of the curse of this Quirk, no matter how nice he wants to be or how much he really is, as long as he has even a little bit of feelings for that person, everything will immediately turn into a dirty nightmare. Not love, not romance, but naked, primitive and uncontrollable lust. He longs for a warm hug, but what he gets in return are always wild beast-like eyes, waiting to tear him apart to satisfy their carnal thirst.
Who will give him kindness? No one.
Disowned by his family, with no place to return to, no friendship, no love, the only thing he has is the utmost contempt of those around him because he wants to be "himself" and that damn Quirk.
Hiding in this gay pub, he thought that this place would really help him find his place to belong, but he soon realized that this place was just a place full of lust instead of just "pure love" as he had dreamed. And ironically, his Quirk suited this place so much that even though he hated it, hated himself, he still had to stay here because this was the only place he truly felt suitable to stay...
Until Giran came to this place and convinced him to join the League of Villains, he asked Giran a question that made this cunning pimp stop for a moment.
"Will I find someone who truly loves me if I come to your place?" Cupid - then named Ai Hisoka - asked, his sunken eyes filled with utter despair, like a drowning man clinging to the last straw.
Giran, the experienced broker, took a long drag on his cigarette, blowing the gray smoke into the filthy air of the bar. He did not laugh, nor did he mock Hisoka in the slightest. He saw into the deep pit in the young man's soul, where loneliness had festered into an incurable wound.
"True love? I am not a matchmaker, and the world does not work like a fairy tale, boy," Giran replied, his voice hoarse with the smell of life, cruel but also seductive. "But I can promise you one thing: There, you won't be an abandoned monster hiding in the shadows anymore. We don't seek love from the world, we CREATE it, a world where you can actually receive love from someone who truly cares. So will you join our "big family"?
"Then..." Cupid whispered, his eyes downcast, hiding the despair that had just been ignited by a fragile ray of hope. "I'm in."
And now, standing in the middle of the empty forest, under the pouring rain that was washing away everything except lust, Cupid took a deep breath. The smell of smoke, rain, and fear all mixed together.
"Okay," he muttered, taking off his coat, revealing his thin body under the tight-fitting outfit. "Time to perform."
He spread his arms wide, and from his body, a faint pink mist, sweet and nauseating, began to spread. It was not extinguished by the rain, but seemed to follow the steam, seeping into every leaf, every breath of the forest, and spreading out much, much wider...
...
Very soon after, his pheromone also took effect. Very, very effectively.
Now, instead of being a pungent gas that would make anyone who inhaled it faint, now what almost the entire class 1-B smelled like "cotton candy" was increasingly causing the reasoning of the young teenagers to begin to waver violently and show signs of collapse.
At first, no one paid any attention, but gradually they could no longer look at their classmates as friends...
As time went on, things became more and more heated and ambiguous, and finally those young people could no longer hold back and started to rush at each other like wild animals in heat.
Despite the rain and humidity, despite the presence of other people around them, and above all, despite the fact that they were classmates, this group orgy showed no signs of stopping, instead it was a disturbing and disgusting group orgy for anyone who looked at it.
There were no screams, no bloodshed, only moans and sounds that were extremely inappropriate for anyone to witness...
The worst thing here was that the students of class 1-B, although still aware that what they were doing was extremely wrong morally, their reason could not defeat their desires that were amplified to the maximum level.
"How funny..." Cupid sighed as he watched the chaotic scene, especially when he saw Tetsutetsu & Itsuka naked, entangled with each other on the wet ground of the forest with a tormented expression of both crying and lust. "Humans are different from animals in that they are the only species that can let reason overcome instinct. But look, you guys are no different from animals now."
He had originally intended to let everyone here completely indulge in their true desires at first like a real beast, but he wasn't that kind of merciful person…
Intentionally holding back the maximum potential of his Quirk, on the contrary, caused the students of Class 1-B to slowly bite into the apple of Eden in an extremely reluctant but unavoidable way. Hisoka knew all of what these students had gone through – being raped by their classmates and vice versa – how painful, disgusting, and cruel it was, because he himself had been brutally raped in the same way by his own Quirk before…
Rejoicing? No. He didn't feel that way at all.
The only reason he did this evil thing was for one reason only: to make people understand exactly what he went through, having to endure rejection, contempt, and trivial desires, so that they could see the truth of how hard it is to find love...
And just like that, after only 10 minutes, most of the members of class 1-B were successfully "neutralized" before Mr. Compress came and took all of them away...