CHAPTER 170 MUSCULAR FORGE

CHAPTER 170 MUSCULAR FORGE

As soon as I didn’t sense anyone around me I did a transformation jutsu to turn into Kakashi. Taking on my Villain Slayer guise I was back to running. I knew where Muscular was going. I had the general idea of which direction he ran and I knew that the kid whose parents died was unlucky.

Moving through the trees I jumped up to the branches to use my ninja traveling skills. It didn’t take long at all to find who I was looking for. The young kid Khota was sitting back on the ledge I had randomly ran into him the day before. He and I hadn’t had much interaction since our last discussion. It had apparently affected him since he was sitting out in the open, crying.

I had to wait longer than I would have liked. Purple smoke began extending out in the forest like a smog. The smell of real smoke went out into the air as well. The other members of the League of Villains had stuck to the plan at least.

“I was looking for a place with a nice view of the area,” a deep voice said from the ledge. I knew the voice. Climbing up the cliff face of the ledge I moved closer. “And what do I find waiting for me? Someone that we aren’t targeting.”

The man was wearing a black robe that hid his face. Khota got scared by the large man. Turning to run, Muscular jumped faster than a normal person’s eyes could follow. Blocking Khota’s path.

“Don’t be like that, kid. I was just talking. But now, I have the urge to kill,” Muscular said. The body below the robe began to writhe. His hood fell back, revealing his face. Khota recognized it. It was the very man that had killed his parents.

His mouth twisted in a scream as he cried louder and Muscular made a move for him. Trying to push him off the ledge. Happy to just kill. Uncaring who it was.

I made my move then. Jumping up I grabbed Khota, kicking Muscular in the face. The big man was thrown back as I moved Khota and I to the edge of the ledge. I set the small kid down. He was crying uncontrollably as he stared at Muscular.

“You?! I know you!” Muscular said.

“Good, then you know what I’m all about,” I said, moving to stand in front of Khota. I poured chakra out of my body. Water coalescing in 8 different points in front of my chest I froze the cone shaped water bullets instantly.

“You killed that Stain guy. Jeez my crew would fangirl over kill-” Muscular said but was cut-off as my ice bullets shot through him. Piercing into his body, then deep into the rocks past him. Causing the path leading from the ledge to explode out from the force of the ice bullets. One of those bullets stabbed through Muscular’s forehead. Killing him instantly.

And it was over. Anticlimactic to say the least. The man was probably strong, but I knew I could have beaten him. So there was no point to test. He wasn’t worth a page in my book. He was worth barely a paragraph.

As he took his last breath I let out a sigh. “That’s 3 down,” I whispered.

Shingo Kaneko, aka Landslide had told me 2 names of men that had been there when my mom was killed. 2 men he worked with doing bank robberies when he was younger. Goto Imasuji, aka Muscular. And Kai Chisaki, aka Overhaul. One of those was dead, and I only had one to go.

There were others that helped him of course. Eiko Tamari had helped the trio escape justice. I had killed her for her actions. And of course Kaneko’s Uncle had helped Landslide escape justice. But he would be trickier. Heroes were more of a pain in the ass to kill. Muscular? No one would miss him.

I turned to Khota. “He is dead,” I said. The boy was still delirious. Not understanding. I was considering sending him off, but I needed to save chakra for the other fights. I walked over to Muscular and tried to pull the item out of my Status Screen.

Forge: Quirk Evolution

Steal Quirk from someone living or dead. Mixing it with your own.

Note: Current Quirk Abilities will not be altered.

Use: Y/N

I was tempted to use this on other people of course. But I wasn’t sure how it would react. I decided on Muscular because I had planned to kill him and his quirk was interesting. He could make himself stronger. I thought it would be interesting to see if I could strengthen myself if my quirk evolved with it.

“No, his shadow gets stronger in darkness,” Midoriya said. “He lost control of it.”

“Fucking amateur,” I spat as the arm guy blocked a hit. Taking the fight seriously I jumped to Tokoyami.

“Run, Weston!” The birdman yelled. I closed the distance dodging under a claw-like shadow. Hitting Tokoyami in the gut he spit up some bile and was knocked out. The shadow attached to his back disappeared as his owner lost consciousness.

“Stop playing with shadow puppets,” I told the 2 as I picked up Tokoyami. Throwing him to the arm guy I ordered, “What happened? I thought Aizawa was getting everyone away?”

“He tried, but the poison smog rolled in,” Midoriya said, pointing to the purple smoke. “Momo made masks, but we all got separated trying to escape it.” I nodded, hoping someone could deal with that bad guy.

“I overheard one of the bad guys,” I said. “They are after me, Bakugo, and Ragdoll. Anyone seen the other 2?”

“You? Why?” Midoriya asked.

“No idea. You seen them? Questions later. Now is action time,” I ordered.

“No idea,” Midoriya said but that was cut short as a huge glacier appeared behind him.

“Let’s go bring Shoto into this crap,” I said. “Need to gather people up. You got Tokoyami, Tentacle?”

“Yeah,” he said. I really needed to learn these peoples names. We ran into the forest to find Bakugo and Shoto fighting the Gimp. His name was Moonfish for some reason but he still looked like the Gimp. Black leather clothes and straps around his body only his mouth was uncovered. He could shoot blades out of his teeth, which was a pretty lame power in my book. But he was giving Shoto and Bakugo trouble. To each their own. He was currently way in the air out of range of the other top students from UA.

“Bakugo!” Midoriya yelled, giving away our position like an idiot.

“Fucking hell, Deku,” I growled at him. Running to Bakugo and Shoto I didn’t hesitate. “Bakugo time for softball!” I yelled.

“What?!” He yelled but I grabbed his collar and belt.

“Blow that fucker up!” I yelled, twisting and throwing him at Moonfish. Bakugo cursed me as he flew through the air. But he grabbed on and started exploding the Gimp. Making him drop them to the ground as Bakugo kept exploding him.

“Jeez, that worked?” Shoto asked as we ran to them.

“Always does,” I said. “Can’t reach someone? Throw a motherfucker at him,” I said.

“Weston, I’m going to kill you!” Bakugo growled.

“Later, you and I are going to get kidnapped or some shit,” I said. I kicked the Gimp in the gut for good measure. He was good and knocked out as he spit up blood.

“What? Why?” Bakugo yelled, but apparently it was his normal tone. He always yelled. He was as bad as Asta in Black Clover. I stopped thinking for a second. Black Clover sounded like a cool place to go to. I needed to use my World ID asap to see if there was one. It might be helpful to get a spell grimoire.

“They got boners from us at the Sports Festival or something, no idea,” I said. “Let’s start saving people and work our way to the campground.”

There was some more arguing but I eventually got us moving. Once we were going I discreetly made a clone and made him go with the group. Watching them leave I needed to make more appearances but wasn’t sure where to go. I decided it was time to heal. The night had only just begun.

Clearing my mind I focused on the water around me. Back in the day I needed my Jitte to bring it out. After enough practice I learned to sense the moisture in the air around me. The serene and calm water entered into me, granting me a huge burst of energy as I was healed. Letting out a sigh the invincibility of Kame Mode filled me and passed. I was ready to go find another fight but was stopped as I heard Midoriya yell.

“Give Kacchan and Weston back!” He said further away. I walked into the forest to see that the group I had left were yelling at Mr. Compress. The magician man held 2 small blue orbs about the size of a marble. I cursed, my fucking clone and exploding boy had been compressed into balls. I guessed my clone had thought he was safe with the group and hadn’t used Observation Haki. That or Mr. Compress was faster than I thought.

“I don’t think so,” Mr. Compress admitted. “Now good day.” He said and jumped away like a ninja. Leaping from branch to branch as he disappeared quickly I felt my hands tied. I had to go save myself.