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Aizawa's POV

I grinned as I heard those words leave the green haired teen's mouth. Who knew the program would work with the number two villain?

"But I still want to kill the criminals like we used to." Deku replied nonchalantly.

"Yeah!" Toga cheered, "Maybe we could be heroes, but no one would know about us!"

Okay, I guess this is progress, even if it's not very far.

"We need to find Rikku." I said gruffly.

"Indeed."

Little did any one know, trusting their words was the biggest mistake they could have made.

Third Person POV

A peach haired girl buried her face into the sheets that smelled like cinnamon and vanilla. The familiar scent made her calm down slightly, but she missed them, and that ache was something that couldn't be fixed by their smell.

Rikku let out a sigh as she curled into Izuku's pillow and pulled the dark comforter around her small form. She missed her parents to where it was like losing a body part. With Izuku and a Toga gone Rikku didn't feel like doing villain work. She only did villain work because of the two, not because she enjoyed it.

Okay maybe she enjoyed it a little, but that wasn't the point! The only people in the hide out was Kurogiri and Tomura, and she never felt comfortable around one of them. The hands just didn't set well with her.

Rikku sighed as she sat up in her parent's bed, an idea forming in her mind. Why didn't she just break them out? She hacked into the police system and found out the three villains were moved to U.A. for a rehab of sorts. She could easily break into U.A. and save them!

Rikku got out of the bed, moving to her room quietly. The peach haired girl pulled her villain suit on, which was very similar to Toga's. It was a black skirt, black and white button up with a green collar. She had green wrist protectors, multiple knives strapped to her calves and a katana connected to her hip.

A few months after she got comfortable around Izuku, the greenette taught her how to use swords. Then Toga taught her how to use knives, and now she was a very powerful eleven year old.

Rikku moved to her window, taking one last look at her room before she jumped out. She was going to save them, she had to.