Yamada Hizashi was proud of his little boy. He found the child after one of his escapades, alone and crying. Now, Hizashi was a villain, but he wasn’t evil. He wasn’t going to leave a child to die, so he just kidnapped him. A little minion to have, a partner in crime, a son. Being a villain was fun and all, but it could get lonely sometimes. Now though? Now not so much.
And what luck he had on this boy! He was strong, his quirk perfect for evil acts. Dinky was quite a joy to have around too, so that was a plus. Actually, Yamada had grown quite fond of the boy, which is odd. Yamada- Banshee- didn’t make connections. He was evil, he was a villain- one of the best- and he was known, or wanted to be known, for not caring about a damn thing. But here he was, here his little Dinky was, ruining all that.
Perhaps it’ll be worth though.
“Dinky~” Yamada called, striding over to his little boy, “Today is the big day! You’re going to kill! I don’t care who, but I’m going to make sure it’s on TV, live for the world to see! Oh, we’re going to be famous! Infamous- the father and son duo who will destroy the world,” He turned down to stare at Dinky, eyes narrowing. “So you better not disappoint me. Go it?”