Slough (five minutes prior)
I activate my quirk, absorbing the cash I stole from the convenience store even more than I had before, "HA! That was so easy!" I sprint down the road, aiming for the sewer system, where I can disappear and ditch town easily.
A strong hand grabs me from behind, which would probably stop me if i hadn't heard his heavy few steps behind me, it would've worked if i hadn't activated my quirk, so his hand slips right through my shoulder. "What the?" the guy says, it's a voice I recognise from somewhere, no- from everywhere. It's All Might. Holy shit All Might's chasing me! If I don't escape soon then there's no doubt that I'll either be dead or captured in minutes.
I dive for the gutter, oozing through the cracks of the grates and falling into the water. I make my sludge thinner, allowing for it to be swept up in the current and carried for maybe a quarter mile. All Might will be assuming I'l go as far as I can in this direction, which is why I take the third man hole I pass and reach for the holes in the cover.
As I filter into the street I realise that all the money I stole was washed away in my escape. I have maybe a second to curse myself out before I spot a boy, his green hair bouncing as he dances his way through the tunnel I came out under. I can't escape in the direction All Might went, so I'll double back… but I do need one thing to hide; the perfect host. If I desire, I can enter a person's body and take over their minds as well, using them as a sort of skin suit. Most of my hosts don't survive more than five minutes in any state of possession though, so I'll have to be quick.
I can't help but laugh at my luck, this boy chose the wrong path to follow. The kid turns slowly and makes eye contact with me, I only have a moment to act, so I strike before he can move. As I fly through the air, he opens his mouth to scream, before he can make a sound, I shove the blob of sludge I use as an arm into the boy's mouth, his pathetic shouts drown in my sludge, this doesn't stop me from hearing him though, 'NO!' followed by a desperate sound similar to a cry.
I scratch at the boy's throat, hardening my sludge, it doesn't matter how much damage the brat gets, a body like his won't last more than a few extra minutes at best, he'll probably already be dead before the five minute mark, though. Pause, feeling a head erupt from where I'd cut, triumphantly, I thin my sludge, which weakens me slightly, enough that I let the kid's limp body rest on the ground. I suppose he must have passed out… wonder if it was from panic or because I quite literally suffocated him. Regardless, I count it as a win and take a few minutes to slowly enter his bloodstream, taking the path straight to the brain- and into the mind. I fill in the areas of his throat that I tore up so his body lasts a bit longer as well as to make sure I can still talk- as him of course.
As soon as I can move the boy's body, I stand up and brush the dirt off his pants; I almost miss it, but when I get a strange feeling, I pause. This boy has power, a spark in his soul. I reach out mentally and grab at the spark, as soon as I touch it, it roars to life, burning through my sludge with an intensity that sends me into shock.
'What's happening?' I hear the same voice I heard from the kid- has he really woken up? Only two people out of the dozens I've taken over have woken up in their heads, and only one of the two could communicate, which is why I test this theory. I move his body around a few more times, standing and brushing the rest of the dirt off of the kids' school uniform.
I try to clear my throat and speak, "Yes, this will do nicely. Strong quirk you've got there kid."
'What? Oh- OH MY GOD! IM DEAD- IM DEAD AND I WENT TO HELL- AH!!'
"You're not dead yet kid, try to hold on at least long enough for me to get the hell out of town." I laugh, this… isn't something I necessarily enjoy, which is why I feel respect for the kid I just sentenced to death, for being right where I needed to. I don't know why, but I want to apologize… or could it just be fear over his quirk- it makes me disgusted with myself. There is something off with the boys power, every other person I've possessed didn't have their quirks so hidden away, they were right there, free to use, and not at all hard to get to; this one however is on the defense, flaring up whenever i so much as think of it, even though i'm not sure it's even usable to the boy- if he can use it, at just this spark, then he must have incredible control… he could be useful if on our side…
'I'm not dead? Then what happened?' His voice is squeeky, pathetic. 'Oh wait- I remember! You tried to kill me! What kind of quirk is this anyways? Did you possess me? Or are you just controlling my mind- wait, that's obvious, you're possessing me! But how!'
This kid asks too many questions-
'Got to grab my notebook- I can't move, aaaahhh, crap- hey creepy goop monster villain guy, can you grab my notebook? I need to write this down!'
"No, now shut up. before I kill you" it's a bluff, I need this kid to stay alive for at least another five minutes to get far enough out of town that All Might won't be able to find me. The kid stays quiet for a moment before asking another question, 'hold on- you said I had a quirk- you're wrong. I'm quirkless. I know that better than anyone.'
"Very funny, now stay quiet, your voice annoys me." As a response, I hear a faint gasp and then silence. Good.
I glance at the notebook on the ground, it's open to a page with a sketch of some kind of costume, when I reach down and pick it up, I see not just a couple, but dozens of sketches, notes scribbles next to each. I groan as I realise that this kid is obsessed with heroes, a few more flips of its pages and my suspicions are confirmed. I almost drop the book again when I catch something written next to a sketch of a hero, "Weaknesses", underneath is a list of details so deep that I can defeat this hero just by reading this.
I skip through each page, getting more and more excited as I do. This information could be very useful for the league of villains, especially against a certain top hero, and I would be praised well for finding such a smart kid they can exploit.
I take the kids bag and slip the notebook inside, catching a glimpse of an All Might action figure and a wallet, which lift and go through. I scoff and toss the money back inside the bag when I see less than enough to buy even a soda. Inside the wallet is also a school ID: Izuku Midoriya. Interesting.
Something catches in my throat and I cough up some of my sludge, tainted red. I wipe it off my chin, this kid won't last long, I best get going. The tunnel goes under the same road I robbed the store on, I'll have to go back through town to get to the league. I make it only a few steps when I hear heavy steps behind me.
"Hey kid!" shit-, "Did you happen to see a green sludgy guy come through here a minute ago?"
The kid- Midoriya, makes a high-pitched crying sound before calling out in an excited tone, 'All Might! In front of me!!!'
"No- No I didn't- Are you… Are you All Might?"I say, mimicking the tone of Midoriya's fanboying. God this is stupid… "Can I have an autograph?!?!" I shout, fake stars in my eyes. I need to keep up this charade long enough to get him to leave. All Might narrows his eyes, pulling a pen out of nowhere.
"Ha ha ha, sure!"
'Oh my god this is happening! Get him to sign a page in my notebook!!'
I listen to Midoriya and pull out the notebook again, flipping to the very back page and handing it over to All Might, our hands touch briefly and I pull mine back, All Might may be known as a symbol of peace; safe to all, but to villains like me, he's the most terrifying thing that could ever happen.
"Are you okay?" All Might asks, I answer quickly, maybe too quickly, but I don't have time to waste, ""Oh! Yes, I just can't believe this is really happening!"
Midoriya must realise he's running out of time, because he begins to scream at the top of his lungs, 'All Might', 'All Might', 'All Might'. I want so bad to scream back at him, but saying anything right now would raise suspicion.
"Very well," he hands back Midoriya's notebook, "I must be off, I'm on the search for a villain made of green sludge! If you see anything out of the ordinary, call the authorities immediately!" I nod frantically and smile wide, it seems to work, as All Might turns and flies away. What a show off.
As soon as he's out of sight, I turn and sprint to the road, my expression stern and focused. I pass by shops one by one, going around the police scene of the shop I robbed and through the streets into a back alleyway. In the middle of the alley are three boys, the one in the middle has spiky blonde hair and angry red eyes which light up in fiery amusement when he sees me turn the corner.
"Deku? What, are you following me? Do I need to beat your ass again for you to get the message?" the angry blonde yells, I may not know this kid, but Midoriya does, because his constant chatter has come to a halt, replaced by a simple and panicked 'no'.
"Who?" I ask, could 'Deku' be a nickname or something? 'You can't fight Kacchan! He's too strong, you'll tear my body apart!'
"No I won't, I still have my own power Midoriya." I say before I can stop myself, I need to stop answering this kid, it's going to get me caught. The blonde- (Kacchan?) gives me a murderous look that turns to confusion.
"What are you talking about Deku?" The guys fists clench and unclench over and over again, as if he's ready for a fight. I recognize him from somewhere, could he be one of the students that were drawn into Midoriya's sketchbook along with the heroes? Yeah, this one looks like Bakugo… the explosion guy with all of the notes, yes. One of the notes was about him being called Kacchan…
"What the Hells' wrong with your face…?" He sounds less confident now, unsure of whether he should continue.
I smile, completely aware that it looks unhinged, demonic even. "The one you call Deku is…. out of commission." inside my mind, I feel Midoriya trying to take his body back, even though he managed to twitch his fingers a few times, I don't have to worry about him taking his body back, no matter how hard he tries, nothing stops my quirk once this part of it is activated.
My face twitches with the actions of Midoriya's fighting, he's certainly strong, but not strong enough. I allow just enough room for him to think he's winning. "Ka- cchan- ge-t out of he-re!" Midoriya squeezes out, I stamp down his presence in his mind and change my face back to an unreadable expression. I'm not sure why I let him speak, maybe to see Bakugo's expression turn from rage to confusion to mild fear…
I let out a choked cough, more of my sludge rolling down Midoriya's chin- ut I can feel the impurities this time, I'm almost sure that it's mixed in with the kids blood, Bakugo steps back, warily. "Midoriya?" he calls. I lick my lips and let out a series of small laughs.
"Now I have to kill you!!!" I say, "No, now I'll make Izuku Midoriya Kill you with his own quirk!" I let a seed of my power sprout and grow, wrapping it around Midoriya's soul, harnessing his power. The spark ignites and explodes- I'd better be more careful with his power- whatever it is. Then I pounce, using my speed to launch myself at Bakugo, who seems too shocked to dodge, or even move really.
The force of Midoriya's body crashing on top of Bakugo pushes him to the ground, me on top of him, one of my hands holding his down by his side, the other hovering over his face. I notice the other two kids who were with Bakugo running off somewhere, probably to find a hero who could help them.
"Get the hell off of me!" He shouts, an explosion of fire erupting underneath me. I only have a moment to dodge, getting just far enough to the side to be out of the way, but close enough that as soon as the fire dies down I can go back in and find a way to put the kid somewhere he can't follow me. Of course, if I "accidentally" kill him that would work too. That is, if Midoriya can stop trying to steal this body back. The explosion goes down and I see Bakugo looking around, searching for me.
This is going to be fun.