sup, people? KingKatsu is finally back to posting after a rather long absence from it. i actually had the urge to try and write a SYOC for this fandom ever since i discovered the manga way back (when this fandom barely had any stories on this site) though enough of that.

i hope you people enjoy the prologue and will be interested in submitting a OC. the story is set in a fictional city somewhere in america and i apologize if it sounds a bit off or bad in certain areas (its my first attempt at writing in a really long time and i still need some time to get back into old form)

and for those asking me about Black Sakura and updates for it i sadly have mildly bad news. there are about 20-30% of a chapter written but i'm not sure when i can continue with it since my co-writer/beta clairvoyage will be busy for a indefinite time and i reinjured my already recovering wrist recently (meaning i'll be rather slow when it comes to writting big texts)

the form and rules for this story are up on my profile for anybody interested in submitting. if you have questions feel free to PM me and i'll try to answer them

and a huge thanks to TheAlmightyLump for helping me out with this.

Crest Haven

He hid in the corner of the nightclub, trying to avoid attention as he searched through the crowd for an easy mark. The mask covering his face was uncomfortable and hot, but it made his criminal enterprises easier, and helped him avoid attention from the law. He waited a few more minutes, before spying a good mark, a younger girl in flashy and expensive clothing. His lip curled into a sadistic grin, and he made his way to the girl, the crowd to distracted by the flashing lights and loud music to notice his presence. He tapped on the girl's shoulder as he pulled down his mask, exhaling a breath right into her face as she turned around. The girl immediately stiffened, her eyes going wide in a panic as he looped his arm around her shoulder, dragging her towards the exit of the bar. This was the power of his quirk, Petrification Breath, which fit perfectly into his choice of business, robbery, kidnapping, blackmail and extortion. He finally made it to the exit, and pulled the girl out into the open, tugging her towards his car hidden in the darkness of the parking lot.

He dragged her by the arm, hellbent on taking her away. But he noticed somebody leaning against the hood of his car.

"Nice car. But I'm very certain that the young lady in your arms isn't exactly thrilled about a trip in the trunk, or even your company."

While the figure leaning against the car was covered head to toe in the black of night, his voice gave away that he wasn't much more than a teenager, though he clearly knew about the current situation and what would happen to the petrified girl.

The teen pushed himself off the hood of the car and walked towards the villain and his victim, not feeling threatened at all.

He stepped into the light, finally revealing more of his features.

He was a stocky boy, dressed into a black jacket with a skull on the back over a dark red t-shirt. He wore black baggy bondage pants and black-white shoes. The hood of his jacket was up, covering his face with a veil of darkness, and hiding his identity.

The kidnapper ripped his mask off, revealing a twisted smirk as he unleashed a pale green mist from his mouth and blew it towards the teenager.

The smirk on the kidnapper's face quickly turned into a mask of panic as the boy inhaled deep, sucking the hazardous cloud up like a vacuum cleaner. The teen grinned back with an evil glint in his eye.

"Nice try, but pretty lame. Even that ninety-year-old lady I met last week had better tricks, and she was nearly blind." He rolled his shoulders before pointing a finger forward. "And rule number one; always watch your back."

The now unmasked criminal raised a brow but before he could ask wrapped two familiar looking arms around his neck and an equally familiar voice whispered, "Do you still want to go through with your plans knowing that someone like me is around? Knowing that someone like me knows your face?"

The petrified girl didn't even flinch, only staring at her kidnapper who now had the upper half of the teenager growing from his lower back.

"W-W-What a-are you?" stammered the now terrified criminal. Both the torso on his back and the teen vanished in a puff of dark smoke.

"What am I?"

His head whipped back towards his car and the criminal felt his knees go weak when he saw the teen again where he had been before, on the hood of the vehicle with his arms crossed.

Dark purple smoke emerged from his body and spreading across the ground while he answered "No one important. Just a nightmare you'll never forget."

Grim walked down the street hands in his pockets.

There was nobody around at this time of night, though why should they? Everyone knew better than to lurk in this part of the city this late.

He stopped in front of a gigantic massive gate and stared at the name plate above which read 'Crest Academy'.

A big smile spread across his face while dark purple smoke began emanating from his body.