So here's chapter three!

I have revised my plan and, as such, the story is now 22 chapters long, so one extra chapter for you and luckily enough, today we're getting to see what's happening with a certain hero killer and his hostage!

Now, to do with Stain's OCC behaviour with the letter, this chapter explains all. And I know you guys are right, Stain wouldn't kill Izuku and I know that as well, but if you consider the hidden meaning behind the threat, then all becomes clear. Also, warning, an OC does appear in this but she won't be too prominent at the moment. She will be in the future, but not now. Anyway, review answering time!

Agurra of the Darkness: Yeah, I like Stain a lot as a character, he's pretty cool in my books. Well, I have reasoning for that which kinda answers your points with Stain (Who really doesn't want Izuku dead) but kinda ties into the hero perspective of society towards villains and hostages, if you get my drift. Class 1-A will learn more about Stain's ideology as the week progresses, Izuku will learn how Stain got that Ideology.

Johnny Spectre: Yeah, and at least he wasn't caught by a guy with a hand fetish.

Style1234: Bakugou cares in his own, sweary way. After all, beating Deku is one of the only ways to prove that he can be the best hero, after all.

kajin36: Hmm... not if the rescue party is during his fight. Sure, he might lay down some traps but he can't be in two places at once. I'm not going for humour with this one, it's more... how to put it, darker in a way. Plus, the League of Villains will only make small cameos in this one, nothing too big.

MIKE202303: It's next time now!

PointlessKnife: You really think so? Well some might argue there but I try. Deku's right here so enjoy finding out what's happening to him!

Tommy298: These kids have fought villains before, fought for their lives and managed to live to tell the tale. One villain, who would be battling All Might at the time, who was taken out by 3 of their class, wouldn't seem as much to them. Plus, it's a rescue mission for a friend, someone who has proven themselves to the class and someone they care about. As for the conversation, I'm sorry about that and will try not to rush conversations in the future.

JirachiAtSundown: Dad Might for the win. Yes, EVERYONE, WE HAVE A NEW GAME! For every time Kacchan swears in this fic, take a shot! Let's see how far this goes! :) Just kidding, it would end up killing someone. Thank you for the praise and, in the mid onwards manga chapters, Kacchan swears a lot, he also does in every fanfic I've read so yeah, going off of that.,

nikonekoyan: Really? Awesome! I've had this in my mind for a while now too. Sounds very interesting and once yours is up, I'd love to see how it turns out. I hope mine can live up to the standards you think it to be.

Jade Tatsu: Nope, this is a Work In Progress fic, A.K.A I write a chapter at a time and upload when done, but I have planned all the chapters out. Oooops! I meant Envisionments but missed off a couple of letters, better change that soon. I haven't seen X-Files so Star Wars was the better option with Space Wars as the theme behind the reference... it was kind of a reference to the fourth movie (Or the first one out a long time ago in the eighties or something). He does, he says "Or Midoriya gets it." As far as I know, that means, or the kid dies ya morons. With your wishes for more Izuku and Stain screen time, I have it right here for you today, enjoy!

TheJKWolf: Thank you and about the whole Stain thing and killing Izuku, you'll see in this chapter. Plus Stain is awesome, why aren't there more about him?

As always, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy.

Remembrance

It had been a few days since the incident, an unknown amount of time for someone with no clock nearby and no knowledge on how long they had been unconscious for. All Izuku really knew was that he was fed roughly three times a day whilst remaining chained to the wall behind him with Quirk negotiating cuffs – he still had no idea where a serial killer like Stain could have got some from, the police only used stuff like the ones he had on – but that was not the weirdest part. For someone who was gambling his life over some match, Stain was doing his hardest to keep the young student alive.

Almost immediately after the hero killer ran off with him, Izuku lost consciousness due to a blow to the back of the neck. Being paralysed thanks in debt to the Bloodcurdle Quirk, there was nothing he could do about it. He awoke to a similar situation to the one he was in currently, panicking when he couldn't use One For All to break himself free. Stain had thought of everything. An abandoned floor of some multi story building with soundproofed walls and a long-distance drop from the floor to the ground below. Pro Heroes would never think to check up here considering that the building itself was due to be demolished in a months' time. It was unstable, unsecure and an all-out tip, plus the pros were searching for Stain's residence, not a temporary place of occupation that was over three minutes away from the scene of the crime. The Pros were banking on the paralysis being over in three minutes – due to Izuku's blood type being O – so that meant Stain couldn't have many places to hide. Anyone with a brain could realise that a sword wielding maniac didn't give a crap about such a trivial thing.

One thing he surprisingly cared for was Izuku's health and wellbeing.

Despite being a hostage, Stain hadn't laid a single hand on him. The food was nutritious with vitamins that aided healing, there was a constant supply of water and the man was checking his leg wound constantly to make sure it wasn't infected and keeping it bandaged up for its own safety. In fact, Izuku was shocked to hear from Stain himself that the villain had threatened his life in the ransom note that would reach Yuuei, from the ideology of the killer what he had said made no sense. Out of the three classmates that showed up at the scene, Izuku was the only one Stain saw any need to spare due to his words matching those of a 'true hero'.

Hearing the echoing of footsteps reminded the boy that he had a few questions he wanted to ask. Lunch had been served pretty recently, as had been the last toilet visit, meaning that the villain was coming to check his injury. Just like the past few times, Stain entered with a small plastic bag in one hand. Having ditched his 'costume' for a black hoodie and baggy trousers, there wasn't much about his appearance that would give away his alter ego if he went out onto the street. There was no sign of blood, no weapons – at least that were visible – and no scarves/masks that hid his facial features. Even without his weapons, the man looked terrifying. It was almost as if he didn't need his Quirk to paralyse anybody if they caught a peek at his face, his nose was horribly disfigured and his eyes had a constant bloodshot look about them.

Stain had ignored the stutters and squeaks of fear when he entered in civilian mode for the first time, but noticed they had died down after a while. Obviously, the boy had gotten use to his grotesque image now. Following the same routine, he knelt down by the boy's injured leg and began unravelling the bandages. However, for some reason, the boy decided to talk this time.

"Why are you doing this?" Stain looked up from what he was doing at the boy – Midoriya, if his friends were to be believed – who was still clad in his hero costume.

"What do you mean by that?" The man countered with a question as continued to unravel the bandages.

"I mean, why are you helping my injury?" Clinking from the movement of the chain that kept the boy attached to the wall signalled he was getting a bit comfier, if that was even a thing he could do with his hands forced up into the air. "You did threaten my life if All Might stepped out of line so, why are you keeping me healthy? Most kidnappers with intent to kill wouldn't feed or heal their captives…"

Stain scoffed as he pulled the last of the old bandages off and stared at the gash near the ankle with a damp, clean cloth in his hands. "Didn't you hear what I said, kid? You're different, worth something in my ideal world of Heroes. I wouldn't kill you even if I was given a gun and forced into it."

"Huh? Then why…?"

"Because no one would take me seriously if I didn't," he couldn't help but chuckle internally at Midoriya's shocked expression, the boy really seemed to wear his heart on his sleeve at times. "If the other Pro Heroes knew I wasn't going to kill you if they messed up, then they would be scouting rescue missions left right and centre. I wasn't going to have that, especially not with that battle I have planned at stake. This world runs on a flawed ideology, I intend to show the world that by defeating All Might in battle. The symbol of their hero society will fall, and with it a new society of heroics will rise in its place…" Stain noticed the boy's left eyebrow was raised high up on his forehead. "…Eventually."

"What about All Might?" Midoriya hissed as the villain pressed a bit too hard down on his wound whilst cleaning it, leading the man to dab gently once again. "Will you kill him if you win?"

"Where the hell did you think that up? All Might is the pinnacle of my ideal society, he would remain a Pro Hero, of course…" Stain put the cloth down and pulled out a new roll of bandages with a cotton wool like pad on which the antiseptic cream could be put on. "…He was the one hero I looked up too when I was younger, nothing like the modern heroes like Endeavor..." He gritted his teeth together, anger flaring at the mention of the Pro Hero's name. "…It was thanks to All Might I learnt that not all heroes were the same, only a few were actually true heroes, most were just out for their own gain. Money, fame, publicity, all of these things make up a modern hero, not like the old days where people were heroes to save and protect."

"You're right about that," Izuku nearly blushed in shame as he had been infatuated with heroes from a young age, wanting to be just like the greats on the news. As he had grown, being Quirkless to boot, he had realised that most heroes weren't like All Might. They were fighting for the spotlight, fighting for attention from the people, fighting for the money that came with being a Pro Hero. Females would use their sexuality to boost their popularity whilst the males would claw at whatever they could. Endeavor took it a step too far by forcing a woman to marry him, resulting in Todoroki, a mixture of their two Quirks to make a powerful new Quirk that could surpass All Might himself – if the man hadn't passed down One For All to him. "But aren't your methods a bit too… well… destructive? Instead of rectifying the problem, you're kinda making it worse and by extension putting those bad heroes in the limelight…" He squealed and pushed himself against the wall at Stain's questioning glare. "…At least, that's what I think."

"At least I'm doing something." The villain replied as he started to wrap up the new bandages, making sure they were tight enough but not too tight that they cut off circulation.

"Like the League of Villains?" Izuku instantly lived to regret mentioning them as Stain quickly finished tying the bandages and then punched the wall with a scream of anger, his hand making a crater into the concrete wall.

"Those… BASTARDS…" Slowly, the villain pulled his hand out of the wreckage with a hiss. "Never… ever compare me to those lowlifes. Their goals are unachievable, immoral to the point of insanity. THEY WANT ALL MIGHT DEAD! They don't deserve to live in my society, I'll deal with them all if I must. They'll bleed until they paint their hideout red…" He realised he was ranting and turned his head back to his hostage, who was quivering in fear with a shaking body. "… Don't mention them again, got it?"

"Clear! Crystal clear!" He sighed, the anger had dissipated by now leaving a lingering pain from his bleeding knuckles.

"They used me, were using me to advertise their little organisation towards other villains when they don't follow my ideals," Stain packed away all of the items he had and sighed once again. "They don't deserve the news boost, especially since I killed one of their Nomus or whatever they were called. They don't deserve to live, unlike you do…" He was slightly relieved that the boy had calmed down and was looking him in the eye. "…You are a true hero, someone I would have liked to look up too when I was a child. Don't change, or you will join my long list of heroes that need to be culled… not that I think you will, you're just too much like All Might for anyone else's good. You're worth more to me alive then dead, Midoriya. I mean that."

"Uhmm… thank you…" Izuku stuttered, not knowing how to react to the fact he didn't have a sign saying 'Please kill' flashing over his head. Stain stood up and pulled his hood back over his face, hiding it out of sight and into the shadows.

"We're out of food, I'm going to get some, and remember not to use your Quirk to try and escape," he told the boy without a hint of emotion behind the tone of voice. "You'll just tire yourself out and make your wound worse from struggling. I'll be back later, got it?" Without waiting for a response, he left the floor with the sound of the door slamming shut – and being locked – echoing inside his captive's ears.

~0~o~0~

Stain – A.K.A. Chizome Akaguro – found it weird to be walking around on the streets without anyone realising who he was. His face, masked of course, had been in the news on and off for the past few days, especially since he had kidnapped and made a hostage out of a Yuuei student. Many news stations believed that the boy was already dead, some wished for his safe return, others turned to the Pro Heroes for not doing anything. He stopped by a random post box and put in his letter, the one for All Might which should be in Yuuei by tomorrow morning. The postman was coming up behind him, meaning he had reached the box in time. Stain turned away, and left the man to his job as he headed towards the shops, picking one he had never been in before. Each time meant he had to go to a different convenience store or shopping mall, so that he couldn't be recognised, but Hosu was quite huge and he was close to a train station so he could head into Tokyo if he needed to.

He turned left around a corner to find a store just down the road, making it easier for him. This one wasn't too far away from his current location, but it was far enough away from the other locations to not make a link. So far, he had planned out ten locations, but had only been to two before this. One of them was just browsing whilst the other was the first trip where he had brought anything. Obviously the more nutritious food wouldn't long so he had to go out for that but the bottled water and bandages had been brought in bluck in advance. When asked, he said a relative had been injured in a villain attack and was only allowed to drink water until the wound had healed. Because he had mentioned the villain attack, the person behind the counter accepted his reasoning without a second thought. In a world full of villains with abnormal powers and heroes with just as abnormal powers, nobody questioned civilian casualties due to how horrible villains were. People often got hurt during villain attacks if they weren't taken out immediately, most heroes didn't have the right Quirks to deal with the villains in question.

As he entered the store, with only the need to buy food on his mind, he noted the few other people inside with a bored teenaged worker behind the counter, meaning he wouldn't be easily recognised. Also, he noticed a lack of in store CCTV, with the camera being on the outside. With his hood up, it wouldn't be a problem at all. Nobody would connect him with his villain persona of Stain. Looking through the aisles, he found a few easy meals that the mini heater he brought from his apartment could heat up quickly. Checking their nutritional value, he picked them up in silence, thinking about how many he would need before he had to leave and go shopping again. Since the basement was cool, he could use that as a makeshift fridge but that was it. Those ready meals didn't last past three to four days time, meaning he would have to shop again at least once in the weak leading up to his fight against All Might. It didn't help that stuff for breakfast and lunch also had to be brought, but he could make do with the money he had been given.

Most people didn't know that some of the heroes he killed were also target kills, assassinations paid for by anonymous people who shared the same views as he did. Even some of those injured were a part of his payed messages. With no job, Stain had no way to obtain money and it was the only way for him to obtain a wage. The killings made him richer than he needed, and was helpful right now with his current situation. At first, he was sceptical about killing for money, making him no better than the heroes he despised until he met those heroes in person with a price tag on their head. They begged, pleaded, grovelled for their pitiful lives. It made killing with a price slightly more digestible, but it was the only way he could make a living. Those heroes could do whatever they wanted, those horrible people using fame, fortune and greed to fuel their actions. He was better than they were, he knew that for nothing.

Bringing the items to the checkout, he kept his face away from the young cashier, who couldn't care less really. After scanning the items and bagging them, the teenaged worker asked for the correct amount of money, about ¥56,000, before handing over the goods and turning attention to the next customer. As he left the store, Stain let out a sigh of relief, for once the youth of today saved his skin by not caring at all. Making his way back to the residence, he slowly walked whilst taking in his surroundings, something he hadn't done in a while.

There were no villain attacks at the moment so the civilians of the world were left alone go through their daily motions of life, taking to the pavements and roads to go to whether they wanted to go. Stain didn't really feel like one of them, despite his attire, despite the shopping bags in his hands. He was completely zoned out, so much so that he didn't hear his phone go off. Raising an eyebrow, he exchanged one bag to the other hand and pulled the phone out to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Wow, Chizome, you've been a busy boy, haven't you?" A feminine voice teased down the line, causing the hero killer to groan quietly.

"What do you want, Satoko?" He asked with slight resentment. Despite being one of his friendlier contacts, Satoko Kiroshima wasn't the most nicest of people to talk to when one had somewhere to be, especially due to her sassy nature and cynical outlook on life.

"How nice, glad you missed me too!" Satoko huffed down the line, probably stomping with one foot as she spoke. "Seriously though, the last client you called through really wore me out. I didn't know you had messed him up so badly."

"You have a healing Quirk, he turned out to actually be a good hero," Stain shifted the weight in his left hand to make sure the handles of the bags didn't hurt him too much. "You owed me quite a few favours."

"Now I only owe you one," she remined him, chirping in a childlike tone. "Anyway, I couldn't help but overhear that you have a hostage now. Planning on changing to the kidnapping buiz?"

"As if," He scoffed, walking through more crowds of people who couldn't care less what he was speaking about. "It's just so I can prove my ideology is better in a fight against All Might."

"Uh… yeah, you're about to fuck yourself up," Satoko, with the eloquence of a posh lady, told him sharply with a nice hint of cynicism. "Isn't All Might the one person you DON'T want to destroy. If you ask me, you'll be captured by the end of the week and be all over the news. As your ex-bestie please know that I care about you and really don't want you to go to jail, my best clients will be gone!"

"Ha ha, very funny Satoko, my sides are splitting." Stain groaned, wishing he could slap his forehead with a hand, if one was free. "Look, I've got to go, tracking lines and all."

"Seriously? The police don't know anything about your 'secret identity', you're fine!" She seemed to understand, however, as she seemed to smile sadly through the speakers. "But, if you're so certain, I'll see how you are another time. Oh, and before I forget, take care of yourself and that hostage of yours. You have a week remember? A WEEK! FEED YOURSELF OR I WILL COME RUNNING OVER AND…"

"Geez, I get it, I get it…" He sighed, pulling the phone away from his ear so his hearing wasn't damaged fatally. "See ya."

"Bye Chizome! And don't forget to clean your under…" Stain quickly pressed the end call button, letting out a sigh of relief that she hadn't finished her sentence. That woman acted like his mother half the time. Sliding the phone back into his pocket, he took the other bag back and disappeared into the crowd with the countdown of the days ahead already ticking in his head.