"Good morning Japan, my name is Hana kaminawa, coming to you live from Kyoto news. Yesterday, a villan attack has taken place on the streets of Musutafu, resulting in 3 deaths and multiple injured to varying degrees."
The reporter turns her mike to a man in a suit. He flinches as the reporter looks him in the eyes. "Mr. Bantari, if you don't mind, could you please recount what you saw happen yesterday?"
"Well, I was walking from work, hoping to stop by that new udon restaurant when the wall across the street suddenly exploded. I ducked my head as the rubble flew, and when it cleared, I saw him."
"He had grey skin, red eyes and horns all over his face. It was like looking at a gargoyle, but more nightmarish! He fled with two bags tied around his waist with some kind of red rope. When I was sure he was gone, I took a look and saw that…that.. disaster! Oh god.." Bantari's face turned a pale shade of green at the memory.
The Kaminawa's eyes briefly flashed with sympathy, but she still had a job to do- someone had to keep the public informed after all. " thank you Mr. Bantari." She turns to look at the camera. " It was later reported that the villian had attacked a MPD unit, putting four brave officers out of commission for some time. We have been able to get a video showing the villian as he had clashed with pro hero Death Arms before leaving."
The fight played out, showing the spears, punches and collapsing buildings involved in the process.
The video paused as U.A's teachers turned to look at the principal. Principal Nezu was a small, fur covered…creature with a scar across one of his eyes. Said Brady eyes were locked on to a police document that was given earlier on by Aizawa Shota, a steaming cup of tea not far from his desk. Finishing up, Nezu addressed the teachers.
"What you just saw was the aftermath of a robbery involving two areas, the Kohaku bank and a nearby blood drive. We were able to identify the suspect. His name is Mohgwyn Vilethorn, quirk titled bloodflame, which is said to ignite based on the users will. As you can see, the info isn't up to date on his quirk or current whereabouts."
A gun chamber clicks as one of the teachers, Snipe, leans back into his chair. "That's all fine and dandy, but what makes this case so special? Robberies seem to happen almost on a daily basis in the area."
"I'm glad you asked. The reason I brought this up was because this was done by a kid."
"'What?!'" That got the teachers' attention. A kid, already on the path to being a villain.
"It gets worse. A few months ago, there was a missing case on little Mohgwyn. I believe that a trauma inducing scenario had occurred that brought about this behavioral change."
Nemuri Kayama, pro alias Midnight, slammed her palms on the desk as she sthot up from her chair, her glasses almost falling off her nose. " Those bastards! Though the kid definitely deserves a spanking, those monsters should rot in a cell for what they did!"
"Woah, settle down Nemuri, we're still ina meeting ya know." A man with a blonde Mohawk and a Dali styled mustached came over to soothe the angry lady. This was Hizashi Yamada, aka pro hero Present Mic.
Nezu took a sip of his tea, the calming effect working wonders on his stress. " while your enthusiasm is is greatly appreciated, it wasn't a group that had done this. It seemed there was more to the story."
"According to the intel eraser head was able to gather, the boy had been restrained near the kamini ward outskirts by a chain. Said chain was snapped in two, with a body found within the vicinity along with broken glass."
Some of the teachers paled at the details. Snipe's trigger finger twitched as Midnight gritted her teeth.
"So what is our next step?" Cemtoss, a man entirely made of cement asked, masking the boiling anger he also felt."
" we do what hero's do best: save someone in need of help."
As the UA meeting concluded, Mohg, was recovering in the forest outskirts. That last move had drained a lot of his stamina, but it had done the job. Mohg groaned as he got up, the fatigue still etched in his bones. Taking a bite of bear jerky, Mohg reached to his side.
Due to being short on time, but he was still able to snag a few blood bags. Mohg retrieved the book of sigils he had stored by a rock as he prepared for the next step.
A large blood circle large enough to hold a person was drawn in front of Mohg, a symbol in the center. What was different though was that the sigil was a hand with two fingers.
Mohg raised his hands as he begun to chant
"Ausculta vocationi domini sanguinis! Nova vita te imbuo*! Ichor summon!"
Mohg's palms slammed into the ground. The sigil glowed before a torrent of blood enshrouded the circle. When the blood tornado ceased, there stood a figure.
The man was wrapped in bege cloth, with bits of red blotching the sleeves and his mask.He was a head shorter than Mohg, yet still on the taller side compared to many in Japan. In his hands was a bouquet of flowers unknown to Japan, a strong scent of iron emanating from them. The man kneeled before Mohg as he said, " Your humble servant, Varre, greets thee, O luminous one."
Mohg said nothing as he raised his arm over Varre. He slashed his wrist with his other hand the blood dripping onto the mask., He had done it. A servant made and blood bound to him, loyal to his will. "Rise, Varre."
Mohg handed the bags to his knee servant. " After 7 days, seek a construction company. They will build my domain here. I do not care of the means, just ensure you remain undetected to prying eyes."
"It shall be done, my lord."
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* the sentence before Mohg slammed his palms: "Heed the call of the lord of blood! I imbue you with new life!"