[ MATTHEW ]
There was only one thing going through Mathews mind at the moment, well several things — shock, confusion and disbelief. But the most prominent one in him currently was fear.
Taking in the view of his surroundings,his eyes darted around nervously, the white pristine walls of the facility surrounded him— stained with blood, and green liquid, a set of machines and devices and wires were spread out across the room in a disarray, all plugged up to a large test tube found in the centre of the room for experimenting on creature—the shards of glass from the tube lay scattered with green liquid and blood, forming a trail and pool on the floor of the room.
Men clothed in all black, black helmets with sliver chest plates with some sort of insignia he couldn't recognize, dark shoulder pads worn out from continuous use and assault rifles poised and aimed at him ready to gun him down should he make a wrong move.
Amongst the group of men, stood a lone soldier, his chest plate and shoulder pads a different colour from the rest his helmet, he carried himself differently from the others, every move he made the others followed, he must be the captain.
' I can't make any mistakes now, I don't know what's going on but I can't escalate the situation.. if not they'll kill me '
I could feel a bead of sweat crawling down my face, as a I looked at the group, I was still trying to come up with the right words to say in this situation.
But the captain beat me to It first.
" Come quietly and it will all be over soon. No sudden moves unless you want to eat a fist full of lead. "
Said the captain, as he shifted his rifle a bit, adjusting his aim to emphasize on the threat.
' It's better I just go with them. I need to understand what's happening. But why does It feel so....wrong."
Deep down inside me something within shifted, opposing to the idea, but I still decided to go ahead with It even as I felt uneasy about the decision I made.
The soldiers didn't move, they were merely waiting for my response to their captains threat or rather ultimatum, their guns still trained on me.
" Okay. "
I said, a bit surprised by how young and childish my voice had gotten but I put the thought away as soon as it came.
The captain nodded his head in approval before reaching into the pouch on his side and carrying a pair of weird looking cuffs — the were gold coated with blue accents that glowed eerily and ominously, with energy and power.
The with a simple gesture of his hand he signaled the soldiers to hold their position as he approached me. He was about twice my height so he had to crouch down to detain me.
[ *CLINK* ]
With that he had placed the cuffs on me.
Just when he was about to stand up my body moved.
!
my body moved on it's own as if sensing the danger, I instinctively threw a high kick to his helmet. It was crude, poorly timed, and lacked polish but it was somehow strong enough to make a dent in his head gear.
[ *BAM* ]
The captain was sent flying to the near soldier sending them both tumbling into the wall.
' Shit! '
Without needing to be told, the soldiers let loose a rain of bullets on me.
[ *RAT TA TA TA TA TA TA TA* ]
Deep down I knew that I was dead, but despite knowing that the grimm reaper had me in his sights, my mind was calm, because in that moment something stirred within me, a feeling of unparalleled confidence . A single word came to mind at that moment.
' RUN! '
[ *WOOSH* ]
Without thinking I took off, running like my life depended on it and imagine my surprise when instead of finding myself being shot to death by a firing squad, I found myself crossing through corridors at blinding speed, wind kicking at my face, kicking up a trail of smoke as I ran.
' I don't understand what's happening....but I won't waste this opportunity, I've got to find a way out of here. '
Without looking back I kept going onward.
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[ MAIN CONTROL ROOM ]
furiously clicking away at the keyboards of the control room mainframe was doctor Kyudai Giraki, still battling against an Artificial intelligence that was working away at the facilities defences.
He was deep within the task when he was abruptly disturbed by a call from the captain he had tasked with damage control of a rather special specimen.
" YES?! WHAT IS IT?! YOU LOST THE BOY!! FIND HIM NOW?! RALLY YOUR MEN TO FOCUS ALL EFFORTS ON FINDING HIM! WE CAN NOT LET HIM ESCAPE! "
" That damn captain?! Can't he do anything useful!!! "
Says the doctor enraged at the news of the boys escape. With a sigh he presses a button on the panel of the computer. The sound of static is prominent before a persons voice can be heard from the end of the line.
" What the hell do you want old man? This better be important! "
Says the unknown person at the other end of the call.
" Experiment 626 has escaped!! You need to find him now!! "
"...."
Silence reigns over the call for a brief moment.
" What's in it for me doctor? Do I get to rough the kid up for a bit? "
Even from the control room, the sadistic tone of his voice did not fail to go past the doctor.
".... The specimen must be returned intact....but a little bit of thrashing will do it some good. It will help in letting him learn his place. now go find him 091"
The doctor said hesitantly.
" UNDERSTOOD! "
With that the call ends.
[ ??? FACILITY ]
[ *SWOOSH* ]
Matthew kept running, along the smooth floors of the facility, slowing down he came to a stop,looking around, observing the corridor that stretched before him, before him were open cells damaged as a result of a struggle, the floors of the facility were damaged and broken, debris filled the floors, bullet holes decorating the once pristine white halls into a murderers dream, the floor strewn with guns, magazines, blood and corpses of both soldiers and..children, their bodies left with some missing limbs and some missing heads. The soldiers were not much better.
The prison cells that held the children hostage had become a tomb for some, and others a tomb for the soldiers.
The smell of iron and gun powder hit him like a freight train — the smell assaulted his nose and the sight left him a mess, his insides churned already knowing what was going to happen next he braced himself.
[ *BLEGHHHH* ]
Puking out his lunch, his insides churned, as he was still under the effect of the smell, the sight of corpses didn't make it any better.
" Ah..ughhh..."
Feeling another rush of his lunch crawling up his throat.
[ *BLEGHHHH* ]
" Agh! Ahhh!!! AH!!!! "
He screamed as he clutched his head in agony due to a splitting headache.
A stream of information came rushing back into his mind, like a dam had been lifted. Memories that were his and somehow not, a life that he lived but also didn't. A body that he was born with and somehow wasn't.
The headache lasted for a while, the transfer of information — memories and trauma, was taking its toll in him mentally. Eventually it stopped giving him time to think and understand his situation better.
' I see.....my name is Shinchiro, born to a Japanese father and American mother, my parents died when I was younger and I was sold by my orphanage to this facility — Blackreach.
at a young age... I've been stuck here for Seven whole years, experimented on to serve as a secret weapon, a child soldier for one of the founders of the facility, the ultimate weapon, project Riven.
The other kids in the lab were also experimented on to test out new drugs, farm their abilities or quirks, and make them child soldiers for all the tol government officials involved in funding the facility.
The former lead doctor of this facility, doctor Gerald Robotnik, was in charge of spear heading and managing all the experiments that occur in the facility, but two years ago he disappeared, which led the management of the facility to his assistant, Doctor Kyudai Giraki.
Who implemented new measures inorder to get the best results of the experiments no matter inhuman they were..
The more recent experiments that have been held were the most grueling ones — quirk factor modification.
In simple terms, they are trying to manipulate the D.N.A and quirk factor of individuals, forcibly combine their individual quirk factors inorder to make an amalgamation of both factors, creating a hybrid of both factors.
They want to fuse the individual quirks of people into one singular quirk, normally this can be done via quirk marriage but the quirk of the child can not be accurately determined. In this case they are trying to control the possible quirk and individual gets from both parents to one they desire.
But alas genetic modification of that scale, doesn't really leave the individual in a stable state.
79% of children died from the experiments alone, 19% failed the genetic modification and were left with permanent disabilities( a large percentage were left brain dead ), 1.4% failed complete modification but we're left with permanent changes to their quirks, 0.6% were able to achieve genetic modification without any issues.
I'm the only one in the 0.6% category. Which is the reason why they won't let me leave here without a fight, not when their precious investment is trying to escape. '
" Well I'll be damned..im in the world of My hero academia, shit! and in one of A.F.O'S quirk farming and nomu making facilities at that..."
Muttered Mathew- now Shinichiro, staring at the golden cuffs with blue accents that glowed dangerously on his hands.
' Are these cuffs meant to be power dampners I'll deal with whatever this is later....I don't have any memory of anything apart from super speed, but yet why does it feel like I'm missing something...My first quirk I know for now is an enhancer type but what's the second one? '
Slowly getting up from the floor, he dusts himself off before staring at the corpses, the uncomfortable feeling of discomfort and guilt grows in his stomach.
With a sigh he runs onward, wind screaming in protest at the sudden burst in speed, venturing forth deeper and deeper into the facility, trying to find a way out of the facility. But first he needed to rally the rest of the children.
[ *SWOOSH* ]
After making a few turns and stops the corridors looked all the same — signs of struggle, debris, fire and smoke, gun powder, the metallic smell of blood and corpses.
He pushed forward despite how disturbed he was by the sight.
[ A few minutes later ]
Running down the corridor of the facility, frantically searching for any sign of children.
But he found nothing, just when he was about to leave he heard it.
[ *RA TAT TAT TAT TA* ]
' Gunfire! '
[ *WOOSH* ]
And he went off, going head first into the danger unknown to him.
Following the sound of the gunfire, he picked up the pace, his bare feet hitting the ground the force of his every step and speed of his movement, kicking up dust with every step.
' I need to kick it up a notch! '
[ *BOOM* ]
The wind danced around him, avoiding him, making way for him, to break through it undeterred.
And in an instant he found himself at his destination. Skidding to a halt the trail of dust that was made as he ran followed him.
Smoke filled the area obscuring the vision of almost everyone in the area. The soldier frantically used their helmets to aid their vision,before steeling themselves to continue their onslaught of bullets, the children made used of make shift debris to serve as cover from the onslaught.
Shinchiro took cover along with them, amongst them he saw some familiar faces, but not familiar enough to remember their names.
" WHATS GOING ON?!! ". Shinichiro shouted.
"THEY'RE TRYING TO STOP US FROM ESCAPING! "
Said one of the older children.
" OK THEN! ILL DISTRACT THEM WHILE YOU GUYS ATTACK! " Shinichiro said. He voice full of confidence.
" WAIT— "
The older boy attempted to stop him but his cries fell on deaf ears.
[ *WOOSH* ]
But he was already gone.
Launching forward at blinding speed Shinchiro runs at the soldiers, his approach doesn't go unnoticed. Cocking their guns the train their aim at him before firing.
But he was ready, with his superior speed and reflexes the approaching bullets, hit nothing but thing air, but that didn't stop the soldiers they continued their attack. Raining their guns down on him as he side stepped, crouched slid and ducked all the bullets.
Launching himself to the nearest one, who in a panic, lost focus, he rammed into him knee first in the helmet.
[ *KRRK* ]
The visor of the helmet breaking with a resounding crack, the victim of the attack— sent flying down the corridor, before landing on the floor with a resounding thud.
' I think I might've over done it. '
The soldiers looked at me, I could sense it, under their helmets, were faces filled with terror and cold sweat.
'Even if all the assholes deserve it, I'm not going to be the one who gives it to them.'
No one made a move, the once chaotic corridor had become still.
Without waiting for the soldiers to reorganize themselves he continued his attack.
The children followed him soon after, their war cries re-energzing the other with renewed vigor.
The next soldier shot at him wildly, letting his fear get the better of him. Shinichiro had already reached him before he could do any real damage.
With a quick blow to the back of his head, he crumbled to the floor.
' Next. '
!
To his surprise the remaining two soldiers were already shooting at him.
The bullets were inches away from blowing his head off.
He barely managed to dodge the bullets, but one of them grazed his cheek drawing blood.
' Damn it! I gave them too much time to react! '
The flurry of bullets came down in him like a rain storm but he managed to get out the range of their spread with swift movements.
A moment later the magazine of the one ahead of him ran out.
Picking up speed he tried to attack the first one in close quarters but was quickly stopped by the bullets shot by the second one further behind.
' While one is reloading the other is keeping me occupied. I' need a distraction...'
With both of the soldiers guns reloaded, they attacked once more, but instead shifted their sights from Shinichiro to the others.
!!!!
' Shit! '
[ *RA TA TA TAT TAT TA* ]
Most of the kids fending off the other soldiers were forced to take cover once more.
Except one unlucky kid who tripped over the debris.
' No!!! '
The kid didn't look any older than five years old, he had dirty blonde hair that one could easily mistake for sand, blue eyes that were wide in terror, and freckles breaking out across his face.
[ *WOOSH* ]
His small face had dawned on a horrified expression. That was the only thing Shinichiro saw before he went to shield the boy with his own body.